The gentle and pleasant voice made Su Wanyan happy. She turned around and saw Xu Yixuan, heavily pregnant and with a rosy face, being helped in.
Su Wanyan hurriedly went to greet her: "Be careful, be careful."
Xu Yixuan was amused by her appearance and took the opportunity to put her hand on her: "What merit do I have to be served by the Princess Consort?"
After saying that, he was about to bow to Su Wanyan.
Su Wanyan quickly stopped them: "If you two are going to be so distant, I won't be happy."
A life is growing inside Xu Yixuan's body. It's a magical feeling. She touched Xu Yixuan's belly and said, "You should be happy. I wouldn't serve anyone else."
The soft couch in the pavilion was prepared for Xu Yixuan.
Su Wanyan had calculated during their initial communication that her due date would be around the first month of the lunar calendar, and now that it's November, the onset of labor is fast approaching.
Xu Yixuan's movements as she sat down on the soft couch were quite clumsy, so Su Wanyan thoughtfully placed a cushion against her waist.
Dai Zhiwan, standing to the side, was clearly jealous: "Oh~ I came in with Sister Yixuan, how come you can only see Sister Yixuan and not me?"
"I see it, I see it." Su Wanyan raised her chin towards the small table on the daybed: "See all those snacks on that table? They're all prepared for you."
Dai Zhiwan immediately grinned, plopped down on the bed, picked up a pastry and stuffed it into her mouth: "This little bit isn't enough for me."
She touched her belly: "I have one here too."
Su Wanyan was stunned: "What?"
Dai Zhiwan shook her head smugly. Before she could speak, Xu Yixuan took Su Wanyan's hand and smiled knowingly, "It's been three months already, and things have just settled down."
Su Wanyan's eyes lit up, and she was even more delighted: "That's definitely not enough. Luoxue, go to the kitchen and ask for some more snacks."
"yes."
Xu Yixuan smiled and said, "Don't bother, I came here just to see you."
These words immediately quieted the previously lively atmosphere.
During the power struggle a few days ago, Xu Yixuan was extremely worried in the mansion. He wanted to do something for her, but he couldn't do anything and could only stay in the mansion anxiously.
If her husband hadn't stopped her, she would have come to visit a few days ago.
"We only met briefly at the last welcome-back banquet." Xu Yixuan tightened his grip on Su Wanyan's hand. "Are you going back to Fuzhou this time?"
Su Wanyan didn't know how to answer, and she didn't know what Yu Nanqing was thinking, but she never intended to stay in the capital.
Moreover, she had secretly returned to the capital without Yu Nanqing's knowledge. According to the original plan, she was to wait for Yu Nanqing to return to Fucheng.
Seeing her silence, Xu Yixuan understood and said with pursed lips, "Although the Empress Dowager is no longer here, the young emperor is in power, and the court officials may not necessarily be convinced. My husband told me a few days ago when he came back from court that they had jointly submitted a memorial requesting that Your Highness stay in the capital to act as regent and assist in governing."
Su Wanyan had never heard Yu Nanqing mention this matter.
However, if she were a court official, she would certainly make such a request, after all, Yu Nanqing's abilities are undeniable, and he could even rule until the young emperor comes of age before returning power to him.
Dai Zhiwan continued Xu Yixuan's words: "There is a strong call in the court for the prince to act as regent, and the Marquis of Ding'an also agrees with this move."
They hoped that Yu Nanqing would stay in the capital. Logically, the young emperor was only eight years old, and if Yu Nanqing left, it would be difficult for the government not to be divided among the court officials. Emotionally, they did not want Su Wanyan to be constantly on the move, and if she stayed in the capital, they could take care of her.
Although it doesn't have the same power as the Prince Gong's Mansion, now that the Marquis of Ding'an, the Scholar's Mansion, the Duke of Changguo's Mansion, and the Duke of Shunguo's Mansion have joined forces, it's estimated that the Prince Gong's Mansion won't be targeted again for a long time.
Su Wanyan is now perfectly safe in the capital.
Su Wanyan smiled and said, "I think we should still go back to Fucheng."
It wasn't that she had to stay away from the imperial court. The capital was great, bustling and lively, but Fucheng was just as good. During the time she lived in Fucheng, she had already grown to love life there.
Moreover, the capital city has many capable people, and the court is not only filled with treacherous and cunning individuals.
Yu Nanqing is now the Prince of Fuzhou, and the tax law has only been promulgated for a short time. He still has his own things to do.
Upon hearing this, Xu Yixuan and Dai Zhiwan exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile.
"Actually, we guessed you would say that. In that case, I will go back and discuss it with my husband."
“It’s rare for us to get together, so let’s not worry about those men. Wanyan, when are you planning to leave? You shouldn’t leave until after the New Year, right?” Dai Zhiwan asked.
Su Wanyan nodded: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be after the New Year."
Now that the mountains are closed off by heavy snow, it's not advisable to travel. Thinking of what happened last year, she added with a smile, "We'll probably have to wait until the snow melts in March."
"That's great! We can even catch the temple fair on the third day of the third lunar month. We'll invite you then." After saying that, Dai Zhiwan counted on her fingers: "Before the third day of the third lunar month, there's the New Year's Eve banquet, the first month of the lunar calendar, the Lantern Festival, and the Dragon Head Raising Festival..."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you all," Xu Yixuan interrupted with a smile.
Su Wanyan immediately became interested: "Let me check your pulse to confirm the date."
Xu Yixuan didn't mind and smiled as she reached out her hand, "The imperial physician examined me at the manor. It's around mid-December, not yet January."
After giving birth, I'll have to go through postpartum confinement. By the time I finish confinement, the Lantern Festival will probably be over.
"It'll be around this time." Su Wanyan said, holding her hand. "Don't worry, Zhiwan and I will come to see you then, by the way..."
Thinking of something, Su Wanyan asked expectantly, "What will you call me after the baby is born?"
"Pfft." Xu Yixuan couldn't help but chuckle softly: "What do you want the child to call you?"
Su Wanyan declared confidently, "I want to be the child's godmother!"
"You're not even in the capital, and the child has never even seen you. How could he recognize his godmother?"
“It doesn’t matter, I don’t care, I’m going to be the child’s godmother.”
Dai Zhiwan was stunned: "Then what about me? What am I going to do? At least you can see Yixuan's baby being born, but by the time my baby is born, you won't be in the capital anymore."
After saying that, Dai Zhiwan sighed to herself, touching her belly: "Look at you, you're so late, you can't make it in time for anything."
“There’s no such thing as first or last. Even if she’s seen them, the children won’t remember once they’re older.” Xu Yixuan chuckled. “In that case, why not make her the godmother of both children? It’s all the same whether she comes or goes.”
"Don't worry, it's not like I'm not coming back." Su Wanyan said enthusiastically, "Since I'm going to be the godmother of two children, I have to come back and acknowledge them as family!"
"I'm afraid that by then you'll be pregnant and won't be able to take care of us anymore," Xu Yixuan said with a smile, covering her mouth.
"I'm still a long way off," Su Wanyan said, and before she could say anything more, Luo Xue suddenly came in from outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister requests an audience."
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