Two years later, Rouyin had recovered her health and was ready to conceive with Yinzhen.
Rouyin was sitting in the pavilion in the garden. Li and Song had become increasingly docile over the past two years, and seeing Rouyin growing more beautiful each day, they no longer harbored any ambition. They only hoped to have a good later life by pleasing their wife.
Rouyin sensed the two men's sincere allegiance and tacitly accepted their feelings. Over the past two years, through their interactions with the Fujin (principal wife), Song and Li had come to understand that she was someone who would never harm you unless you provoked her, and their courage gradually waned. Song handed Rouyin a sachet she had woven, saying gently, "Sister, my family doesn't have many skills, only a pair of hands that are somewhat clever, and embroidery brings me some joy. Please accept this." After Song finished speaking, Li quickly demonstrated her zither skills.
"Thank you, sisters, you've gone to so much trouble." Rouyin accepted all the gifts. The two women had been doing this for some time now; if she didn't accept them, they would feel even more uneasy day and night, and would send double the gifts the next day. Therefore, she generally never refused. Rouyin had also enjoyed the pleasures of a man having multiple wives and concubines. No wonder she was a carefully cultivated princess in ancient times; each of them possessed a unique skill. If she were in modern times, she would definitely be a master in some field.
Watching Rouyin lean against the birchwood recliner as if boneless, a jade-like hand occasionally stroked the tabby cat in her arms. This was the cat that the Fourth Prince had found when he was offering tribute in the palace two years ago and asked His Majesty to give it to his wife as a reward. Ever since his wife saw it, it had become Rouyin's darling. Because of this, Yinzhen had secretly been jealous a few times and even regretted taking it away from his intimate time with his wife.
Watching the gentle, languid caresses, every movement exuding a captivating charm, Song and Li involuntarily turned their gazes towards the blooming flowers in the garden. The Princess Consort was becoming increasingly beautiful, so much so that even women like them could not resist her beauty.
When Yinzhen arrived, this was the scene before him: his two concubines were nestled close to his wife, occasionally telling jokes to amuse her, their eyes sometimes darting away, and their faces even flushed slightly. Looking at this picture, Yinzhen's face darkened, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
Silently, he walked over and embraced his young wife. The two concubines also took their leave. As they left, they thought to themselves, "How petty the master is! He only spent a little more time with the princess. It's one thing to cling to her at night, but he also tries to take her place during the day. He doesn't even give her any free time. He's so stingy!" Thinking of Song and Li, they didn't realize that they were still the fourth prince's concubines and should be the ones trying to please him.
Rouyin looked at the Fourth Prince who was holding her tightly and couldn't help but want to push him away. "Your Highness, it's so hot. You can't hold me anymore." Hearing this, Yinzhen released Rouyin with a pitiful expression and whispered, "Yin'er, I miss you so much. Father Emperor has given me so many things. I can only see you at night."
Rouyin blushed slightly after hearing this, "Sir, you are truly shameless, there are still people here."
Yinzhen looked at Rouyin, who was nestled shyly in his arms, and said with a smile, "The servants keep their heads down, no one will hear you."
Rouyin turned her head and saw that the servants were already bowing their heads obediently, not daring to look at their masters.
After having dinner with Yinzhen as usual that evening, Rouyin took a fragrant bath and changed into a light pink gauze dress. She looked as delicate and beautiful as a plump, fragrant peach. Rouyin's slender, white hands hooked around Yinzhen's neck, and Yinzhen felt his heart boiling. Looking at his exceptionally beautiful wife, he understood her meaning. In an instant, his ears turned bright red. He took two or three steps over, reached out and hugged her around the waist, and pulled down the red patterned veil. After a night of passion, even Yueya blushed as if hiding under a misty cloud.
The next day, Yinzhen got up early, excited. Looking at his exhausted wife, who was sleeping soundly, he stroked Rouyin's fair face with some pity. After tidying himself up, he quietly went out and said to Su Peisheng, "Later, excuse those two concubines from paying their respects to the Fujin. Just say that the Fujin has been too tired from handling the affairs of the household these past few days." After giving the instructions, he gazed at Rouyin for a while before leaving, and then bestowed many treasures upon the Fujin.
Su Peisheng thought to himself that his master's private savings would be emptied by his wife sooner or later, and that a new master would probably be added to the household soon. After thinking this, he exchanged a smile with Liu Qing and the others.
Rouyin woke up around noon. She slowly got up, feeling sore all over and a little hungry. Liu Qing and Shiliu quickly helped their mistress up, and after a quick wash, they began to eat.
Liu Qing said happily, "The Princess and the Master are so loving. The young master will probably be here soon. We should prepare some clothes and such."
Rouyin gently tapped her forehead: "It can't be that fast. We need to start preparing for things that haven't even happened yet." Granny Wang stared disapprovingly at Rouyin, "The Princess Consort and the Master's young master are extremely precious; naturally, preparations should begin early." Rouyin smiled helplessly, "Then I'll trouble you, Grannies, to prepare." After saying this, Rouyin touched her belly. She had taken the Dragon and Phoenix Pill, and the baby in her belly was still just a tiny bit. The mission required ten children; she didn't want to get pregnant one after another—that would take forever.
In the past few months, Yinzhen has been staying in his wife's room, and he is radiant with youthful energy. He is full of energy every day. When he goes to court, the princes and ministers are all a little confused. It is obvious that this cold-faced prince is in a good mood these days. Only his personal attendant Su Peisheng knows the secret.
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