Chapter 377 The Wife Given Away by Her Husband 15 (Bonus Chapter 2 for Donations)
Pang Xuan'er watched her kind father eat two hawthorns one after another with a faint smile, and thought to herself, "There are so many more candied hawthorns left, why do they have to eat one skewer? Hmm~"
The two people involved were completely unaware of what was happening, and continued as before.
Dinner was served quickly.
People in Mexico don't eat dumplings on New Year's Eve.
But Ning Yan missed it, so she asked the kitchen to make some, with meat filling and sauerkraut filling.
Ning Yan ate several, finding them very appetizing, but the King of Yue was stunned. "You, you're not going to be alright, are you? Those pickled cabbages are so sour, and you've already eaten nine of them."
Ning Yan glanced at the three remaining pieces in the bowl, but couldn't resist picking one up with her chopsticks and putting it in her mouth. "Delicious, not sour at all."
Pang Xuan'er picked one up and tasted it, then her face turned as sour as a bitter gourd.
The King of Yue was truly worried. His queen had never eaten sour food before. Seeing that she was about to pick up her chopsticks again, he quickly took her bowl and forced himself to eat the remaining two dumplings while enduring the sour taste. "Seeing how much you love it makes me craving it too. Okay, that's all. You should eat more vegetables."
He put down his bowl and put fish on Ning Yan's plate. Ning Yan couldn't hold back any longer when she smelled the fish and threw up all the dumplings she had just eaten!
"Quickly, quickly fetch the royal physician! What's wrong with the princess? Why did she suddenly vomit?"
Even though the vomit smelled awful, he stayed by Ning Yan's side, patting her back to help her catch her breath. He kept blaming himself, saying he should never have served the princess food. She had finally managed to eat something, but now she had vomited it all up. He wondered how uncomfortable the princess must be.
I should have known better than to stop her from eating sauerkraut dumplings.
The royal physician arrived swiftly, his short legs blurring through the air. After taking Ning Yan's pulse, he stroked his goatee and smiled broadly, "Your Highness, the Princess Consort is pregnant. It's been over three months already. Haven't you noticed how her figure has changed?"
Her belly, which was more than three months along, was already slightly swollen, but the Prince of Yue knew nothing about it. Except for the past two weeks when he was busy with court affairs and would fall asleep as soon as he entered the main courtyard, he needed sex every night.
The fact that the child is alright means that Pang Xiaoyuan has accumulated a great deal of good karma in this life!
The idea that too much killing will prevent one from having offspring is utter nonsense, because none of them are Yan Niang!
Yan Niang is his virtue!
"Yan Niang, you, you are amazing! You are like Buddha descended to earth to save me!"
Our child arrived quietly, more than three months ago. Does that mean we got pregnant right after we got married?
"Buddha didn't even give me a hint so I could know sooner. Luckily you're healthy, otherwise I would have regretted it to death..." He rambled on and on, but his joy was obvious!
Even Pang Xuan was all smiles.
She wasn't stupid. As long as her stepmother gave birth to a legitimate son, the royal family would have someone to inherit the mansion, and she would have a younger brother to support her.
If the king has no male heir to inherit the family business, even if a child is adopted from the royal clan, after the king passes away, that child will definitely be loyal to their own parents. What is this cousin worth?
Even having a younger sister would be fine. If you can have one, you can have a second. Even if you can't have any more, the two sisters can take care of each other.
The King of Yue was overjoyed, but remembering that the Queen had vomited up everything she had eaten, he immediately ordered someone to make her another bowl of sauerkraut dumplings. These dumplings were still very sour, and he even had someone pour a dish of soy sauce and chili oil for the Queen to dip in, as if he was afraid they weren't sour enough.
Ning Yan actually ate another bowl; she couldn't help it, she was starving.
The bowl of twelve dumplings was completely devoured.
I didn't feel any toothache at all.
"I'm full."
"Then I will carry you back to your room to rest. Xuan'er, you should also go back early. I will come to visit the Princess again tomorrow."
Pang Xuan'er, unusually, did not object. "Alright, Father, slow down too. The ground is bound to be slippery from yesterday's snow. Let's lay down a blanket for safety."
Father will be fine if he falls and hurts her thick-skinned little brother, but that won't do.
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The rear office of the Nanzhou Prefecture.
The Mao family also celebrated New Year's Eve, but only one of the concubines who had accompanied him to Nanzhou remained. The other one had contracted a serious illness on the way and died; the mother and daughter died together.
The other one got lost along the way, in the middle of the night while I was sleeping. Isn't that strange?
He now only has this one concubine, two illegitimate sons and one illegitimate daughter by his side. He originally wanted to marry a legal wife to manage his harem.
But Nanzhou is particularly xenophobic. No one from the wealthy and powerful families looks down on him, and he doesn't want to marry an ordinary person because they can't help him in officialdom. What's the point of marrying one?
At this moment, he thought of the good things about his ex-wife. When she married him, he had nothing but the title of a scholar.
Ning gave him money to bribe officials so that he could become a county magistrate. She also helped him take a concubine and used her own dowry to support his concubines and illegitimate children.
She was also very helpful to him in political affairs; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hold onto his position as county magistrate so securely.
In other words, he came from a humble background, only a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial civil service examination). Any Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) would have been promoted to an official position long ago.
Unfortunately, now that she is the Princess Consort of Yue, no one else manages his household affairs or offers him advice like she does.
"My lord, don't worry about it. Come and try the dishes I made. In my opinion, the food here is quite good. Even during the New Year, the weather is warm, so you don't have to worry about the food getting cold as soon as it's cooked."
The two sons also went to pull their father; they had been playing all day and were quite hungry.
Nanzhou is not good at all. They have been here for almost two months, but they don't have a single friend. They can't understand the teacher's words when they go to school. Now they can only stay in the mansion every day and don't want to go anywhere.
Mao Renyi was pulled to the table. Looking at the eight dishes on the table, he sighed again. In previous years, the table was always full of food on New Year's Eve. Ning Shi never made him worry about such trivial matters.
At that moment, Mao Renyi truly regretted it.
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At the Spring Ploughing Ceremony, the Emperor pointed a trembling finger at the Prince of Yue: "You, how did your princess become so fat?"
Ning Yan had not entered the palace for a long time since the Lunar New Year, mainly because Prince Yue forbade it, so the Emperor and Empress had not seen her for a long time.
The King of Yue was dumbfounded. "Your Majesty, the Queen Consort is pregnant. She's almost six months along. Didn't I tell you?"
If it weren't for the large crowd at the Spring Ploughing Ceremony, the Emperor would have given this stupid younger brother a good beating on the spot!
"Aren't you stupid? Huh, your sister-in-law is almost six months pregnant and you only just told her?"
Those who know might think you've forgotten, while those who don't might think we, as the older brother and sister-in-law, don't like the children born to our younger brother and sister-in-law.
What were you thinking? You're over six months pregnant and you still made your younger siblings come out for the Spring Festival. Were you pregnant when you were burning the offerings?
If something goes wrong with his younger siblings, he'll have nowhere to cry about his regrets.
The Empress also looked helpless; this brother-in-law was just too unreliable.
The King of Yue felt guilty for a moment: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I did indeed forget that the Queen Consort was pregnant."
As for the Spring Ploughing Ceremony, it was the Queen Consort who insisted on going, and I was afraid she would be bored at home every day, so I brought her out.
"Don't worry, your brother will keep an eye on her and make sure nothing happens to her."
What could the emperor say? His younger brother had finally had another child, and putting aside his initial anger, he was now only happy.
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