After walking around in the courtyard for a while, Tang Baozhu saw that the sun in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, so she went straight back inside.
The two maids who were supposed to serve her didn't need to be served. They were told to go outside and tidy up the flower petals they had picked, since there was nothing else for them to do anyway.
Tang Baozhu spent the whole day making clothes in the house. Except for a short rest in the morning, lunch, and afternoon nap, she finished the little outfit before Yong Xingchen returned in the afternoon.
Looking at the little clothes I made, all the stitches were hidden very well, and they felt especially soft to the touch.
Tang Baozhu nodded in satisfaction. Sure enough, her skills were as good as ever, without any sign of decline.
After Yong Xingchen returned, Tang Baozhu couldn't wait to show him the baby clothes. "Xingchen, come and see! Aren't the clothes I made for the baby in my belly adorable?"
Although there were no flowers embroidered on it, partly out of concern for his health, the small piece of clothing and pants still looked quite cute.
Looking at the clothes Baozhu had sent, Yong Xingchen suddenly felt like he was really going to be a father. Before, he had always felt a sense of unease and disbelief, after all, his family had struggled to have children. But holding the little clothes in his hand, that elusive feeling instantly settled down.
"It's beautiful. Baozhu's craftsmanship is amazing. It feels so soft to the touch. I didn't know Baozhu had such good skills. I wonder when I'll be able to wear the clothes Baozhu made for me."
Yong Xingchen absolutely refused to admit that he was jealous. They had been together for so long, and he had never thought of making himself a piece of clothing. He never expected that he would make one for the child first.
But seeing Baozhu's protruding belly, she quickly dismissed the idea, "Forget it, your belly is getting bigger now, so don't do it for me for the time being, so as not to tire you out."
I really couldn't bear to see her making clothes for me while she was heavily pregnant, and I was even a little reluctant to make clothes for the baby. "You don't need to make clothes for the baby. I'll just ask the embroiderers in the Marquis's mansion to make them when I get back. Anyway, the Marquis's mansion has dozens of embroiderers, and the baby's clothes will be made quickly."
Tang Baozhu was a little unhappy when she heard this. For the Marquis's mansion to make children's clothes was practically announcing loudly that the Marquis's mansion was going to have a new generation.
The Crown Prince's wife, that vicious woman, will definitely find out. Given her nature, it would be strange if she didn't cause trouble.
"There's no need to trouble the embroiderers at the Marquis's residence. There are two embroiderers in the courtyard, which is enough to make clothes for the children. Besides, I'll only make two sets of clothes for the baby and then stop. It's just a small token of my appreciation, and it won't tire me out. After I finish making the children's clothes, I'd like to make a set of clothes for you too, but I'm worried that I won't have the energy. So I won't make those everyday clothes, but I can still make you a set of undergarments for sleeping. I just hope you won't find them unpleasant."
As soon as Yong Xingchen finished speaking, he regretted it, realizing that he hadn't thought things through.
The two men were of the same mind; they both felt that his wife was a wicked woman and that it was best not to let her know about the child before it was born.
So when Baozhu refused, Yong Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. "Since that's the case, then forget it. Just make another set of clothes for the baby. Forget about my clothes. You can make them after you give birth. Don't tire yourself out."
"Okay, I'll take care of myself."
Tang Baozhu thought she might as well make it secretly as a surprise for him. She hadn't really thought of making clothes for him at first, but seeing how jealous he looked and wanted them, she figured it wasn't a big deal, so she might as well give in to him.
"Are you hungry? How about we eat? You're eating for two now, so you can't go hungry."
Yong Xingchen glanced at the sky outside. It was getting dark. He thought that Baozhu must be waiting for him because she hadn't eaten dinner yet, so he quickly coaxed her to eat.
Tang Baozhu was indeed a little hungry. After finishing the clothes, she went to wash up and then waited for Yong Xingchen to come back, thinking that he would see the little clothes she had made as soon as he returned. So she hadn't eaten yet.
Suddenly I realized I was quite childish, and I don't know why I was so childish. I even wanted to show off a small piece of clothing I made in front of him.
"Let's eat then."
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The two of them lay in bed at night, whispering all sorts of sweet nothings.
Yong Xingchen told Baozhu about the various things that happened to him during the day. They seemed quite normal, but Baozhu found them particularly interesting.
It must be because his expression was so interesting that it gave me the feeling of wanting to hear it again and again.
Tang Baozhu also told him about what she had done during the day, and also mentioned that she planned to sell the flowers she had grown in her shop in the future.
Yong Xingchen definitely supported her plan, thinking that having something to do would keep Baozhu from getting bored.
They chatted for about half an hour until Tang Baozhu felt sleepy and they stopped, then embraced and fell into a deep sleep together.
Tang Baozhu's life remained peaceful as always. The Marquis's residence would send things over every few days. Sending things over so ostentatiously would definitely arouse the suspicion of the Heir Apparent's wife.
In addition, the gifts sent over were so precious that the Crown Prince's wife learned of Tang Baozhu's pregnancy.
After finding out, Tangliyuan's porcelain shattered again, and after venting her anger, she began to think of ways to get rid of the child in her belly.
The first thing to do was to send a maid, the kind that had been through several hands, since after the child was born, it was necessary to select some capable people to serve him.
Taking this opportunity, the Crown Prince's wife sent in two maids, intending to gradually transfer them to serve the young master. She planned to have the two maids, who were his personal attendants, deal with the young master whenever necessary.
The second thing was to choose a midwife. Wen Miaomiao felt that it would be better if the baby could not be born. If the midwife she chose could not solve the problem, she would have to rely on the two maids.
In her previous life, the original owner of this body used a midwife sent by the old lady of the Marquis's mansion when she gave birth, so the midwife sent by Wen Miaomiao was not needed.
However, when the original owner's son was five years old, he was drowned in the lake, and it was her two maids who did it.
It can only be said that she is indeed the legitimate daughter carefully cultivated by the Marquis's family. When dealing with her son-in-law's offspring, she was ruthless and decisive, killing him with a single blow.
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