After exchanging pleasantries, the Fujin looked at Li Chenjiao and said, "Now that you are pregnant, it is not very convenient for you to serve the master. I know that if the master goes to your place, you cannot see him out. However, the other sisters in the mansion are all eagerly waiting. Now that you are a concubine in the mansion, you should be more magnanimous."
The Princess Consort's words were absolutely flawless.
Li Chenjiao felt disgusted by these words. She composed herself and lowered her head meekly, saying, "Yes, Your Highness is right. I understand."
Sigh, why would I argue with the Princess Consort if I felt uncomfortable? Li Chenjiao is far too idle. Why not just use her words to give herself some peace and quiet?
When the Fujin heard Li's words, she was speechless for half a second, as if she had punched a ball of cotton and felt powerless.
The Fujin moved her lips, and said dryly, "It's good that you know," before quickly changing the subject: "The Laba Festival is just around the corner, and then the whole mansion will be making a lively scene in the Qing Courtyard..."
Since His Majesty is still on his way north, he is expected to return to the capital around mid-December, so families will not need to go to the palace on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month this year.
Therefore, neither the Fourth Prince nor his wife need to go to the palace on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month this year.
The princess said a few more things and then dismissed everyone.
The Second Prince's health has improved somewhat these days, and he is finally able to get out of bed. As a result, the Princess Consort's mood has also improved considerably, and she is no longer so concerned about other things.
However, after the Fujin dismissed the group, she kept Liu behind.
Li Chenjiao stood up, supporting her waist, and left the east courtyard. In just a short while, the snow had intensified. Qiu Hu carefully helped her mistress walk back.
As she passed the garden, Li Chenjiao twitched her nose and her gaze lingered before finally settling on a certain spot.
"It smells like winter plum blossoms." Li Chenjiao looked from afar and could only smell a faint scent.
Qiu Hu stopped in her tracks. "Yes, I heard they were carefully cultivated by the Imperial Household Department, and each household has received some. If you like them, Master, I'll have Xiao Lu pick some later to keep in vases."
Li Chenjiao nodded: "Let him come after the snow stops."
Qiu Hu agreed.
For Li Chenjiao, this was just a minor incident.
Not far behind her, Niohuru was slowly sitting under the winter plum tree, her head tilted back, as if snowflakes were brushing against her face.
She raised her hand and broke off a sprig of winter plum blossom from a low-lying area.
She didn't mind the cold and carried the winter plum blossom all the way back to the courtyard.
Huiyun found this strange, as her princess did not usually love winter plum blossoms.
When they returned to the courtyard, Huiyun felt sorry for her mistress when she saw her hands, which were red from the cold: "If the mistress likes them, I can just let her break one off. Why did you have to do it yourself?"
Niohuru shook the winter plum blossom in her hand, her eyes slightly cool: "Just out of curiosity."
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