Lu Jinshu had a calm smile on his face. "Then you should go to Her Royal Highness and tell her that it was you who killed Bishui. As long as Her Royal Highness dares to say it, I will admit it."
Lu Jinshu said this with a mocking look in his eyes, "Your Highness knew from the beginning that I was a scheming and wicked person. But so what? This does not prevent Your Highness from liking me. Although I am vicious, my viciousness is permitted by Your Highness.
But you, the Princess Royal, are different. In front of Her Highness, you claimed to be a pure white swan, but in the end, it was discovered that you were actually a crow with black feathers dyed white.
Fu Yijing was actually forced to take several steps back by Lu Jinshu's fierce momentum.
Lu Jinshu continued sarcastically, "Fu Yijing, you've been deceiving Her Highness the Crown Princess from the beginning. You're a hypocritical liar! No woman can stand being deceived and played around by her husband, let alone the one you deceived, the esteemed Crown Princess of the current dynasty. Although Her Highness hasn't imposed any substantial punishment on you, she's already begun to dislike you in her heart."
Fu Yijing recalled that he had come to Xie Changning to plead for mercy, but was interrupted by Ling Shumo without any hesitation. The princess not only hit Xie Changning with the stick, but also slapped him in the face.
Everyone in the Eastern Palace knew that Xie Changning was his follower, but he was completely unable to protect Xie Changning. By doing this, Her Highness the Princess Royal had publicly undermined his prestige as the Princess Royal. How could he possibly convince the public in the future?
Fu Yijing was gritting his teeth in hatred towards Lu Jinshu, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
However, Lu Jinshu covered his mouth and chuckled, "Her Royal Highness said that she will accompany me in Chenyou Palace all day today. I have to go back and serve Her Royal Highness, so I won't stay here with Her Royal Highness to enjoy the cold wind."
After Lu Jinshu finished speaking, he turned around gracefully and leisurely, walking back in the direction he came from. Fu Yijing was left standing there alone, breaking two of his freshly painted nails.
Zhiqi picked up the two broken clips that had fallen to the ground and carefully advised, "Your Highness, you are now a twin. You must not get angry with that bitch and damage your precious body. Moreover, even if you don't think about yourself, you must think about the little master in your belly. As long as you give birth to this child safely, no matter how angry Her Highness is, she will treat you as usual for the sake of the legitimate daughter."
It would have been fine if Zhiqi hadn't mentioned this. As soon as he did, Fu Yijing felt a stomachache. He couldn't care less about hating Lu Jinshu at this moment, and anxiously asked Zhiqi to find the imperial physician.
Imperial Physician Zhang hurried over, took Fu Yijing's pulse, and said solemnly, "The princess is too temperamental, and the pregnancy is a bit unstable. This time, I will prescribe some medicine to calm your mind. While taking the medicine, you must not think about the things that are upsetting you. This one or two times, the medicine can be used to regulate it. If you are upset repeatedly during pregnancy, it is hard to say whether you can keep the child."
Doctor Zhang's last two sentences were said in a tactful way. What she actually wanted to say was that if Fu Yijing continued to get so angry, the already unstable fetus in her belly would definitely be miscarried.
Zhiqi gave Doctor Zhang a gold ingot as a thank you gift, then quickly ordered the attendants standing behind him to prepare the sedan chair. Turning back, he saw that Fu Yijing's face had turned pale and his body seemed a little unsteady.
Zhiqi quickly supported Fu Yijing, tears of heartache almost falling, "It must be because the master ran all the way here that the fetus was disturbed."
He said, slapping himself hard. "This is all my fault for being too careless. From now on, when the princess or the prince travels, no matter how short the distance, a sedan chair must be prepared."
Fu Yijing stopped the hand that was about to slap him a second time. His voice sounded listless, "It's not your fault. You've done well enough. It was because I was too complacent that I fell into the trap of that bitch Lu Jinan."
The sedan chair was quickly brought over.
Zhiqi helped Fu Yijing into the sedan chair.
The sedan chair was carried all the way back to Fuyao Palace.
It was already time for lunch, and Fu Yijing had no appetite at all, but for the sake of his unborn daughter, he forced himself to finish a small bowl of rice.
And at the same time.
It was time for dinner in Chenyou Palace.
Lu Jinshu ate a small piece of roast goose with bamboo shoots and commented sharply, "It seems that the bamboo shoots were soaked for too short a time. If I were to prepare the ingredients for this dish, I would definitely not make such a low-level mistake. We are running out of time today, otherwise I would cook lunch for Your Highness myself."
Ling Shumo picked up a small piece of duck meat and said with a smile, "Although you said you have finished your confinement, your body must not have fully recovered in just one month. You need to rest for at least three months before I can let you go into the kitchen without worry."
Ling Shumo's caring words made Lu Jinshu laugh. "Your Highness loves me so much, I am so happy as if I had eaten honey." He seemed to suddenly remember something. "Oh, by the way, although Your Highness doesn't allow me to cook, there is still peach blossom wine brewed by me in the storeroom. If Your Highness can't eat the food I made, a glass of peach blossom wine would be great."
Jiufu quickly brought over the peach blossom wine.
Lu Jinshu filled a glass of wine for himself and Ling Shumo respectively.
The aroma of wine and flowers diffused in the air. Ling Shumo couldn't help but take a big sip and praised sincerely, "This is really a good wine. It has the mellow aroma of wine and the sweetness of peach blossoms."
She finished the wine in her glass and wanted to pour herself another one, but found that the wine jar was empty.
Lu Jinshu said to Jiufu, "I remember making two jars in total. Bring the other one here as well."
Jiufu quickly brought over another jar of peach blossom wine.
Ling Shumo poured herself a glass of wine. She took a sip and frowned. "Why does this wine taste different from the one just now? I still think the one just now tastes better."
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