"Master, please put the hairpin on for me." The girl lowered her head, revealing her long, fair neck. A few strands of her smooth black hair fell unruly onto the man's nose, and a delicate fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
"Sir, hurry up!"
Qingyin looked at the man who was staring at her blankly and couldn't help but urge him on.
Yinzhen then came to his senses and gently inserted the ruby hairpin into the girl's hair bun, his movements were extremely delicate, as if he were afraid of hurting the girl below.
The girl wearing the ruby hairpin was exceptionally bright and extravagantly beautiful, like a flower blooming in blood, bewitchingly beautiful. Paired with her pure eyes, two contradictory qualities were clearly embodied in the girl, mysterious and beautiful.
"Is it pretty?" Qingyin gently shook her head and asked Yintang.
"It's exceptionally beautiful." Yin Tang was very pleased. Part of this jewelry was made by his own hands. For this piece, the Ninth Prince, who was usually stingy, had wasted countless jewels to create this beautiful headdress.
Looking at Qingyin wearing the jewelry he had made, Yinzhen felt extremely satisfied.
Gradually, stories of the Ninth Prince and his concubine began to circulate in the capital.
However, some people actually support the rumor that the Ninth Prince is not good enough for his concubine, and these people are so adamant about it that it is hard for the Ninth Prince's fans or casual observers to understand.
Emperor Kangxi also didn't understand, and when he heard the news, he had some indescribable feelings.
Could it be that one's own son, a prince of the Qing Dynasty, is inferior to the illegitimate daughter of a county magistrate? How ridiculous!
However, considering that this was just a saying passed down among the common people, he couldn't take it too seriously. Besides, no matter what, he was the one who arranged the marriage, and Lin hadn't made any mistakes. He couldn't very well go against his own wishes.
However, he also became somewhat curious about this Lin woman. It was rare for her to come up with such a statement.
After summer, news also broke that Qingyin was pregnant.
Not to mention how happy Yinzhen was to become a father, Consort Yi of Yikun Palace was so delighted that she took out some treasures and sent them to Prince He's residence one after another.
Heaven knows how she could resist sending her daughter-in-law into the palace when she was so beautiful. Wasn't she just looking forward to the arrival of her beautiful grandchildren? Thinking of the beautiful face that resembled their mother, Consort Yi couldn't stop smiling.
As Yinzhen's first child, Emperor Kangxi also bestowed upon him several gifts.
Looking at the overflowing warehouse, Qingyin pondered, "This is how you can get rich just by accepting gifts."
"What's wrong, Rou'er?" Yin Tang asked softly, his arm around Qing Yin's shoulder.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty and Mother have sent far too much."
"What's the big deal? I'll build you another one."
"Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?"
Qingyin looked at the anxious Yintang and found it amusing. "Your Highness, it's only been two months. I don't feel anything. It's the same as before."
"How can that be the same? You're not alone anymore."
"Yes, yes, butler."
Looking at the increasingly lively Qingyin in front of him, Yinzhen carried Qingyin back to the room to rest with satisfaction.
Zeng Li and the others watched the prince and his mistress's sweet moments with smiles on their faces.
As time went on, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, which was held every year, was attended by all the court officials, concubines, and imperial relatives. Since there was no principal wife in charge of the Prince He's mansion, Qingyin, as a secondary wife, naturally had to attend as well.
In the inner palace, Consort Yi, dressed in a dark purple robe, was excitedly applying her makeup. Thinking that she would soon see her beautiful daughter-in-law, she carefully changed to a slightly more glamorous look. It was rare for her to dress up so meticulously. Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar makeup in the mirror, Consort Yi was somewhat lost in thought.
The last time was probably ten years ago. Back then, the palace was rife with fierce infighting. That little girl, Arou, was fortunate to have caught a good time. Her old rivals had all calmed down and their fighting spirit had subsided. Otherwise, the young ladies-in-waiting back then would have been so fiercely competing. Thinking of the little girl in red who had accompanied her back then, Consort Yi's eyes darkened.
As she grew older, these thoughts came to mind. After applying the last touch of bright red lipstick, Consort Yi smiled gently.
Since no new empress was appointed in the harem, the task of presiding over the banquets was handed over to several high-ranking concubines.
Because of the large number of people, the servants who were setting up the banquet were already busy working, especially the chefs in the imperial kitchen, whose cooking skills were constantly improving.
Meanwhile, Qingyin, who had woken up early, opened her sleepy eyes and was groggily carried to her seat by Yinzhen. She washed up, wrapped herself in a thick coat, and it was quite a while before she fully woke up in the carriage.
Lying back in the man's arms, with her head resting on his arm, Qingyin asked softly with concern, "Master, does your hand hurt?"
Yinjiu shook his head slightly, looking at Qingyin lying in his arms with heartache and tenderness in his eyes. His little wife hadn't gotten up this early since she became pregnant, and she must not have slept enough today. He would find an excuse to go back early and let Rou'er get some sleep. The man thought gently and said, "It's okay, your husband is full of energy. Go to sleep, I'll wake you up when it's time."
Hearing Yin Tang's words, Qing Yin blinked her still sleepy eyes. Ancient medical skills were limited, and the system could only tell that she was pregnant in the early stages of pregnancy, but did not know that she was carrying twins or triplets. Qing Yin looked at the quadruplets displayed by the system, closed her eyes slightly, and wondered if this time there was a baby who loved to sleep in. She was always sleepy and could never get enough sleep.
Since there was still some time left, Qingyin couldn't suppress her heavy sleepiness and fell asleep again.
An hour later, Yinzhen gently woke up his sleeping wife and considerately tidied her makeup before barely touching her numb arms and legs.
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