Chapter 65
On the tenth day of the first month of the following year, Fu'er gave birth to a son for Ning Shiyu.
After years of silence, the Princess's residence has finally ushered in a great joyous occasion.
Fu'er's delivery went smoothly.
Ning Shiyu heard the maid from the manor come to report the time.
He immediately put down his official business and rushed back to his residence.
I hadn't waited outside for half an hour when I heard the baby crying.
When he saw that the mother and child were both safe and sound, he couldn't help but tear up.
He held the weak Fu'er tightly, kissed her sweaty forehead and cheeks, and said, "My good Fu'er, you've worked so hard."
There was a strong smell of blood in the bedding and the room, and the body had not been wiped clean.
Fu'er was still somewhat conscious and knew that Ning Shiyu was clean. She weakly nudged him and said, "Husband, please get out of here quickly. My body and the room are dirty."
Ning Shiyu not only didn't let go, but instead hugged the mother and child even tighter, saying, "They're not dirty. My wife and my child are the cleanest."
The two midwives and the palace physicians looked on with envy and congratulated Ning Shiyu.
Ning Shiyu exclaimed excitedly, "Reward him! Reward him handsomely!"
"Everyone in the household will receive a share."
Both inside and outside the house responded in unison, "Thank you, Your Highness and Your Highness's Consort."
After Fu'er rested, Ning Shiyu carried his infant child to his mother's courtyard.
The Ning family has a new member, ensuring the continuation of their bloodline, and they want his parents to know.
At first, he wanted to take the baby into the ancestral hall, but Granny Xin quickly reminded him that it was best not to take a newborn baby into the ancestral hall.
Ning Shiyu hesitated for a moment, and the hurdle that had been weighing on his mind for many years was suddenly resolved at this moment.
Holding Ling-ge'er, he entered the main courtyard, which he had not dared to enter for many years.
Hearing his son's loud cries, Ning Shiyu's eyes filled with tears as he sat down on the chaise longue where his mother often sat.
"Mother, Father, you have a grandson."
Through teary eyes, he seemed to see his mother and father looking at him and his son with faint smiles.
At this moment, Ning Shiyu also reconciled with the self that he had been afraid to face for many years.
He held Ling Ge'er tightly as they slowly walked out of the bedroom. When they reached the courtyard, he lowered his head and kissed Ling Ge'er's cheek.
Seeing that the child had stopped crying, Ning Shiyu said gently, "Ling'er is strange. In the future, come to Grandmother's courtyard with your mother more often."
Knowing that the princess's household had welcomed a new baby, people came to offer their congratulations in droves.
The Empress also sent a congratulatory gift.
Princess Qingyang spent all her time at her residence, making her son and daughter-in-law extremely envious.
I've made up my mind that I must have a son for my second child.
Man'er was also several months pregnant and could no longer help Xiwu manage the household affairs.
Lingge'er had plenty of breast milk and changed every day. In the first few days after he was born, his eyebrows and eyes even resembled Fu'er's.
Several days passed, and Fu'er had changed completely.
He's starting to look more and more like Ning Shiyu.
Every day, the first thing Ning Shiyu did upon returning to his residence was to pick up his sleeping child and walk around Fu'er.
Even in the middle of the month, Fu'er couldn't get up.
What I'm most interested in is hearing Ning Shiyu talk about things happening outside.
"My lord, I heard from my aunt today that the Crown Prince has taken another concubine. Is that true?"
"Didn't the Crown Princess just give birth to the Emperor's grandson not long ago?"
"Is he already taking a concubine?"
I could tell that Fu'er sounded a bit like someone who was worried about the sky falling.
Ning Shiyu knew that she was worried that he would change his mind in the future, so she laid Ling Ge'er down on the bed.
He moved to her side and pulled her thin coat tighter around her.
He said solemnly, "I am not the crown prince, and I do not need to use marriage alliances to consolidate my own interests and status."
"My husband's feelings for you are not just words, but actions."
Fu'er hugged Ning Shiyu tightly and whispered, "My aunt said that every man will take a concubine when he reaches a certain age."
"If you ever take a fancy to someone else, be sure to tell me."
Ning Shiyu said with dissatisfaction, "Do you mean you want to hand over your husband to someone else?"
Fu'er said in a muffled voice, "If that day ever comes, I will definitely grant your wish."
“You’ve changed your mind and you’re no longer my brother Ayu.”
“Then I will take Ling’er back to Lingyang and find him a stepfather.”
Ning Shiyu was both amused and exasperated. Thinking of the other woman in his family who was eyeing him covetously, he kissed Fu'er's red lips and said, "I won't give you that kind of chance."
Ning Shiyu only stopped kissing Fu'er when she was out of breath.
His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "It looks so tempting..."
Fu'er blushed and whispered, "Even if you're greedy, I won't give it to you."
"You naughty girl, all you do is bully your husband."
The couple had a playful argument before calming down.
During the meal, Ning Shiyu revealed the reason why the Crown Prince had taken a concubine: "This Concubine Liu and the Crown Prince had made a promise to each other in Lingnan in the past."
"She concealed her pregnancy for several months and, when the Emperor entered Chang'an, risked her own safety to send troops to the Northwest to resist the invasion of the vassal kings. The Crown Prince naturally could not sever this bond of loyalty."
“When she secretly came to Chang’an to congratulate the Crown Prince, it was my men who escorted her, and they discovered the problem on the way.”
"After the Crown Prince learned of this, he has been worried about it for the past year, and he recently fell seriously ill."
"The Crown Princess was very generous and took the initiative to let the Crown Prince marry this Consort Liu."
Upon hearing this, Fu'er looked saddened, though it was unclear whether she felt indignant on behalf of the Crown Princess.
It was all for Liu Liangdi.
Perhaps compared to these two, she felt that she was not generous enough.
He hugged Ning Shiyu even tighter.
Half a month later, Zhu Ping brought his adoptive mother and sister to visit Fu'er and her son.
Zhu Ping, being a man from outside the family, was not comfortable entering Fu'er's room.
His mother and sister said that both mother and son are doing well.
A slight smile appeared on his face.
Back at the villa, Madam Hua gently reminded him, "Ping'er, she is your sister-in-law now."
"You should let it go too."
After learning Zhu Ping's identity, the matchmaker came to visit every few days.
Most of those who took a liking to him were noble ladies from prominent families in Chang'an.
Zhu Ping refused them all, claiming that he had no intention of considering marriage before he passed the exam.
Zhu Ping's expression was calm, but his tone was firm, "Mother, I will never be able to let her go in this lifetime, nor do I want to."
This startled Ms. Hua so much that she dared not mention it again.
So I had to ask him another question, "When will you be willing to return to the Princess's residence?"
Ning Shiyu had sent people to the academy to invite him several times.
Zhu Ping didn't want to go back.
Thinking of Ning Shiyu's nervous expression every time he approached Fu'er, he sneered, "I'd better not go back, lest someone be uneasy all day long."
A month later, Fu'er finally welcomed her parents, brother and sister-in-law, and her cousin You Cuicui.
The full moon celebration was also very lively.
The Empress not only attended in person, but also brought several of her daughters-in-law with her.
Today, Fu'er was dressed in a bright red brocade robe. Although she had gained some weight, her face hadn't gotten any fatter.
In addition, if you take good care of yourself during your postpartum period, your blood and energy will be abundant, and your skin will be fair and tender.
Her face appeared even more beautiful.
Everyone despises her for her humble origins, yet they can't help but envy her good fortune and luck.
With her first child, she could give her husband a legitimate son.
Having been in Chang'an for over a year, Fu'er has become quite familiar with these ladies and noblewomen.
He was very comfortable dealing with them.
Her mother, Madam Wen, was relieved and even more at ease.
Half a month later, Fu'er's parents and You Cuicui finally left Chang'an.
Days passed by like this.
Not only did Fu'er open a spice shop, she also took full control of the affairs of the household.
When Lingge was six months old, the couple bathed the child themselves.
She looked at her son, who was tightly clutching the little caterpillar between his legs.
Ning Shiyu asked in a serious tone, "What exactly did I do to offend you that you insisted on carving it on the bed frame?"
Fu'er was stunned for a long time before exclaiming in surprise, "You saw it?"
Ning Shiyu said awkwardly, "I saw it, it's too small."
Fu'er chuckled, "The main problem is that the bed frame is too small."
Seeing her mischievous behavior, Ning Shiyu wanted nothing more than to give her a good whack on the forehead.
But in the end, he couldn't bear to do it, so he changed it to biting off the lip rouge on her lips.
Ling Ge'er inside the wooden tub kept giggling.
When Lingge was three years old, Fu'er became pregnant again.
Especially in the past few months, Ning Shiyu forced her to stop making incense.
She wasn't even allowed to worry about things at home.
After breakfast that day, Fu'er dressed up and left the mansion.
The two guards outside the carriage saw that she was leaving the city and knew that she was going to the estate again.
He hesitated, "Princess Consort, what if the Prince finds out..."
Fu'er took the hand warmer from Cuiya and said gently, "Don't be afraid, he already knew."
Sure enough, before they even left the city, Mu Li caught up on horseback.
Fu'er went to the estate for no other reason than to visit Granny Yu.
Even knowing that Granny Yu might have harmed her, Fu'er still couldn't let go of her feelings for her that she had held for so many years.
He secretly went to see her several times without telling Ning Shiyu.
Seeing her all alone on the estate now, I felt a pang of sadness.
Upon arriving at the estate today, no matter how much Fu'er tried to stop him...
Mu Li stayed close to her side.
When Granny Yu saw Fu'er, she brought her favorite side dishes and pastries.
In just one year, Granny Yu aged considerably.
Her hair was completely white, and her eyes were red as she said, "Princess Consort, Your Highness is unhappy that you came to my place."
"It's best to come less often in the future."
"I am guilty and cannot accept your kindness."
Fu'er's eyes also welled up with tears. "Let bygones be bygones."
"I am doing very well now, and I have already let go of the past."
"Granny, it's time for you to let go."
After the murder of Fu'er was discovered, Xu Yuan and his gang were all executed.
Xiang'er and her servant Yunyou were also secretly executed by Xiwu.
Xiang'er did not escape death because of her mother, Granny Yu.
This is Ning Shiyu; he never leaves any hidden dangers for himself.
When Xiang'er first informed Xu Yuan, Ning Shiyu privately warned her that there would be no next time.
Granny Yu also believed Xi Wu's words, thinking that Xiang'er had just been sold off.
He longed for her to come back and see him every day.
As for whether Granny Yu knew about Xiang'er conspiring with Yunyou to harm Fu'er, only she herself should know.
Fu'er wouldn't ask.
Human nature is inherently unpredictable.
Now that her wish has come true, she only remembers the days when Granny Yu treated her sincerely.
"This servant doesn't know how many more years she has left to live."
"From now on, Princess Consort, please don't come to see me."
Thinking of how Granny Yu and her daughter had come to this, Fu'er felt a mix of emotions.
I made a decision in my heart.
On the way back, I passed by Ning's residence.
The interior was dilapidated and deserted.
Fu'er asked Mu Li, "Brother-in-law, where did this family go?"
"He was exiled to Lingnan by the Emperor."
Thinking of this family's ingratitude, I felt no sympathy.
"What about Old Madam Ning?"
"I heard he died on his way to Lingnan."
After Ling-ge'er fell asleep that day...
Fu'er then returned to her bedroom.
Ning Shiyu had just come out of the bathhouse, her hair still wet.
She was three or four months pregnant, but she still walked as briskly as ever, striding in.
Ning Shiyu quickly helped her up.
Fu'er pushed away Ning Shiyu's support and laughed, "I'm not a clay figure, you don't need to be so careful."
Having said that, she took the handkerchief from Ning Shiyu's hand and pressed Ning Shiyu down in front of her dressing table.
Dry his hair.
Ning Shiyu turned around, pulled her between his legs, and wrapped one arm around her body.
He placed one hand on Fu'er's lower abdomen.
She said softly, "I hope this pregnancy will give Ling'er a little sister."
"Looks like you."
"It's very endearing; nobody dislikes it."
Fu'er chuckled, "I also want a daughter."
"But I hope she looks like you."
A wave of sweetness welled up in Ning Shiyu's heart.
He hugged Fu'er's waist even tighter and buried his face in Fu'er's chest.
The scent gave him satisfaction.
At this moment, Fu'er said, "Husband, would it be alright to let Granny go back to Lingyang to retire?"
"I can take good care of her in the winter month."
Although Ning Shiyu drove Dongyue away, after the couple returned to Chang'an, Fu'er secretly called her and Agui back to the Ning residence.
Ning Shiyu knew perfectly well, but he didn't expose Fu'er, which was tantamount to tacit approval.
Later, Fu'er simply and openly admitted it.
Ning Shiyu slowly opened his closed eyes, the complex emotions in them growing stronger.
But when he met Fu'er's expectant eyes, he sighed and said, "Okay."
Six months later, Fu'er gave birth to another baby boy.
This time, however, I suffered a bit.
Their dream of having a daughter was shattered.
Ling Ge'er pointed at the bright red baby and cried in a childish voice, "It's not a little sister, I don't like it."
"I want a younger sister."
Ning Shiyu held Fu'er's somewhat cold hand tightly, seeing that she was fast asleep.
Afraid that Ling Ge'er would wake her up, she pulled the child into her arms and coaxed him, "If you miss your sister, go and visit Hongguo at your aunt's house more often."
"Father doesn't want your mother to suffer anymore."
(End of article)
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