Chapter 262: Take Good Care of the Pregnant Madam Ru
"You won't blame me for acting on my own, right? I think it's a pity. Your fifth brother is very good, and your sister-in-law is even better." Feng Aoqing said.
"What? Are you afraid that I can't bring myself to kill Yuwen You?" Han Lang understood why she did this, it was to protect herself.
"After all, you are from the same mother, even though he doesn't treat you as a compatriot. But, who can blame His Royal Highness Prince Yu for being so kind!" Feng Aoqing took a bite of the pear. It was juicy and melted in the mouth without any residue.
I just mentioned yesterday that I didn’t know if there were pears in this season, and I ate them today.
"But you've stirred up a hornet's nest."
"He volunteered to be a target. I just want you to be safe. I just want us to go wherever we want without worrying about arrows behind us, and I just want you to not have to sleep with half an eye open at night."
"Ao Qing..."
"I don't want to tie your broken bones or mend your torn flesh again. When I treated your injuries, I realized that not everyone is just a piece of meat in my eyes. But when it comes to you, my hands shake and my heart trembles. Do you know how much effort it takes for me to do this?"
Han Lang always thought that when facing these injuries, her heart was steady. As long as they were injured, everyone was the same in her eyes, but she didn't know that they were actually different.
"Even if you object, I will do it. If your fifth brother doesn't do it, I will do it myself." Feng Aoqing said firmly.
Han Lang reached out and held her in his arms.
"Is this okay? I was scolded today." Feng Aoqing smiled and snuggled into his arms.
The two people's intimate behavior can be seen at the intersection.
"Don't worry, she won't be able to open her mouth again," Han Lang sneered, "I can't bear to scold her, but she dares."
"You seem to have not cursed enough! Feng Aoqing! That's enough! Feng Aoqing..." Feng Aoqing imitated his tone very well.
Han Lang was amused by her and asked, "Really? Am I really that fierce?"
"I'm not fierce, I'm just angry out of shame."
"It's just to make you angry. You'll make me angry every day."
"hey-hey."
Feng Aoqing's stomach made a rumbling sound.
"I'm hungry. Let's go and eat." Han Lang stood up and pulled her up again.
"I wouldn't normally be hungry at this time. It turns out that arguing does consume quite a bit of energy." Feng Aoqing stood up and smiled when she saw An Ke waiting not far away. "An Ke will get a big score today! Plus a chicken drumstick!"
"Thank you, Madam!" An Ke smiled proudly.
Everyone in Lanfengju was enjoying their meal, but there were many people who couldn't eat or sleep.
Especially the Prince’s Mansion.
Crown Princess Zhou Jirou is personally preparing the pregnancy-preserving medicine for Madam Li and Madam Chun in the mansion.
"Imperial Physician Chen, is it okay for my two sisters to wear the same pair?" she asked.
Imperial Physician Chen knelt tremblingly before the Crown Princess and said, "Of course, it's possible. Madam Li and Madam Chun are of the same pregnancy age, and their physical constitutions are similar, so it's possible."
"Well, that's fine. Then you take good care of her for me. Otherwise, I will definitely tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that you haven't cured Ji'er's illness." Zhou Jirou nodded.
"Yes, I understand. I will definitely take good care of it, as the Crown Princess wishes." Imperial Physician Chen kowtowed.
As soon as Imperial Physician Chen left, Zhou Jirou's attendant, Chun Cui, came to report, "Madam Li has quietly left the house."
"How impatient! But it's true. Her entire family of dozens of people depends on this business. If it weren't for this business, His Highness wouldn't even look at her. She's just a merchant's daughter."
Zhou Jirou had a look of disdain on her face, and at this moment she was completely different from her usual well-behaved self.
"How dare you hurt my Ji'er? I want her to suffer the same pain she has suffered a hundred times!" She clenched her fists.
"This Fenghua Jun is really amazing. This material is clearly hers..." Chun Cui saw it early on.
"Aunt Cui, no matter how she makes better material than Fuxuezhi, it's a good thing. In short, the worse Qian Jinwei's life is, the more comfortable I will be." Zhou Jirou patted Chun Cui's hand.
"You are right. It's just that the monthly income of the mansion is less, but don't worry, it's enough." Chun Cui was worried about the family expenses.
"Well, it's okay, but you have to keep an eye on Imperial Physician Chen. No matter how angry or upset she is, the baby must be born! She also wants it to be safe!"
What's difficult about death is that life is worse than death.
"Didn't the old princess mention today that the women in the household should be frugal? She's really enlightened me. His Highness is out there fighting and suffering, while we're living in luxury at home. It's bound to be talked about. So, starting next month, each household's monthly salary will be cut in half, and all food and clothing expenses will be downgraded. As members of the Crown Prince's Mansion, we must set a good example."
"Yes, I will arrange it tomorrow." Chun Cui agreed.
In this way, the family’s food and clothing expenses are reduced by half, and there is no need to worry about losing business income.
Zhou Jirou went to bed to rest, but still tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
It wasn't that she was worried about Madam Li, but she remembered the intimacy between Princess Cong and Feng Aoqing today, which really made her worried.
The two people the prince was most worried about holding hands together were like a bolt from the blue.
She thought about it, sat up, walked to the desk in the outer room, and wrote a letter to Yuwen You.
As far as she knew, this expansion to the north had gone far enough, and Tianyao had suffered heavy losses. It would be better to return sooner rather than later, before Yuwen Zhao and Yuwen Han became powerful, as it would be too late then.
She is the only one in the Prince's Mansion and can never do anything.
She handed the letter to Chun Cui outside the door and asked her to send it away as soon as possible, and deliver it to Yuwen You who was far away in the northern border in the name of a family letter.
Mrs. Li Qian Jinwei, who had secretly left the house, took a carriage back to her parents' home.
What Feng Aoqing said about the cloth during the day left her with a thorn in her throat, and she had no appetite for food or tea.
When her father saw his daughter coming back so late at night, he scolded her, "Don't you have any manners? You're back at this hour. Aren't you afraid of what the people in the Prince's Mansion will say? We must be careful with what we say and do!"
Qian Jinzhong knew that among the ladies, his family had the lowest status, and no matter how rich they were, they were not as good as a minor official.
So he cares very much about his daughter's words and deeds.
"Father! Something terrible has happened! What rules are we talking about now? If our business is lost, I will be like dirt under someone else's feet in the Prince's Mansion!"
Only then did Qian Jinzhong realize the importance of the matter.
Qian Jinwei told Qian Jinzhong everything about the cloth that had happened during the day. She described it in great detail. Coming from a weaving family, her eyes were naturally much sharper than those ladies.
Others only care about whether it is smooth or soft, but she looks at the weaving method, jacquard pattern, and dyeing.
Everyone was amazed when they saw it.
However, if you have good cloth, it doesn’t matter if you sell it at a high price, at least Fu Xuezhi still has something to say about it. But now, the product is good and people sell it cheaply, which is a big problem.
"She has made clothes for herself and Princess Cong. I don't think she only has one piece of material! I'm afraid that soon batches of it will be shipped to Tianyao to steal our business!" Qian Jinwei said heavily.
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