Concubine Pei comforted him softly, "Your Majesty can't do anything about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Auntie, what should I do?" Pei Shutong's beautiful eyes were filled with tears.
She is the only legitimate daughter in the Prime Minister's Mansion. According to Xuan Zhao's previous custom, she should have married into the Crown Prince's Mansion. But now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not want to appoint a concubine, what should she do?
The principal wife had been appointed, but the concubine had not yet been appointed. All the memorials submitted by my father were rejected by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"Tongtong..." Concubine Pei wiped her tears, "This matter is not the Crown Prince's fault, but the Crown Princess's."
"Auntie, but if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't want to, can Yan Yuning still control His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Pei Shutong choked up.
"Tongtong." Concubine Pei glanced at the maid waiting in the palace, "I had a conversation with Tongtong today. If it gets out, I will not forgive you."
As soon as the words came out, the sound of knees hitting the floor could be heard in the hall. "I understand."
Concubine Pei was relieved and told Pei Shutong, "Tongtong, be careful about how you address others in the palace. Today, the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess are both in the palace. If the Crown Prince hears about this, he will not let it go."
"Wu promised that he was favored during those few days, but it was because he offended the Crown Princess with a word, so he was punished by His Majesty, right?"
Pei Shutong nodded depressedly.
Concubine Pei touched her hair and sighed, "Tongtong, if the Crown Princess is pregnant, you may have a chance. If the Crown Princess is never pregnant, then you will definitely have a chance."
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has no royal heir, so it is impossible for His Majesty to continue to obey His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"Auntie, how can...the Crown Princess be infertile?" Pei Shutong's eyes lit up.
Concubine Pei smiled and said, "Leave this matter to Guli."
"Girl, if we are found out..."
"No, they can't find us. If they do, it will be Princess Nine who will take the blame for us."
The Ninth Princess Xuan Zhaoyue's concubine passed away shortly after giving birth to her, so His Majesty gave her to her to raise. She has grown into an innocent girl who always listens to His Majesty. Now is the time to use her.
Pei Shutong, who was still sobbing in the last second, smiled at this moment, "Thank you, auntie."
"Don't cry anymore?" Concubine Pei scratched her nose and changed the subject, "Tongtong, you want to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, is it for the Prime Minister's Mansion or for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
Pei Shutong's face was visibly shy, "Auntie, both, but more for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
When she thought about marrying the Crown Prince in the future and having a child with him and her, she couldn't help but feel nervous.
Between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and her child, is he more like His Royal Highness or more like her?
Concubine Pei was helpless, "Tongtong, even though you like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he won't pay attention to you."
Just like His Majesty, she had never seen His Majesty's infatuated look. Except for his special preference for the Crown Prince, his preference for other concubines was only short-lived.
"Shutong knows." Pei Shutong felt a sour feeling in her heart. How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, with his status, set his heart on a woman? Yan Yuning was an exception.
Concubine Pei took her hand and said softly, "Have breakfast with your aunt. Don't think too much about other things. Your aunt is here."
"Yeah." Pei Shutong smiled with eyes curved.
With her aunt's words, she felt much more relieved.
…
In the octagonal pavilion.
After breakfast, Yan Yuning and Xuan Zhaoran sat on the stone bench and admired the scenery around them.
Xiaowan and Xiaoyue squatted on both sides of Yan Yuning and massaged her legs.
Xuan Zhaoran's maid Jing'er handed water to Yan Yuning.
"Sister Ningning, has the prince said when he will leave the palace?" Xuan Zhaoran sighed, holding her little face.
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