This matter was very secret, and almost no one knew about it. How did he find out? Lan Rong was puzzled, yet helpless.
Such a golden opportunity was missed. When would she ever have another chance to be alone with Hongli again?
Lan Rong was greatly disappointed, but dared not complain to Consort Xi.
She knew very well that Hongli's relationship with Consort Xi was strained. The Fujin (Prince Consort) often sought Consort Xi's help, which made Hongli increasingly resistant to her. If she also got close to Consort Xi, it would only make Hongli more resentful. She had to stand on Hongli's side, think of his interests, and not cause him any trouble, so that he wouldn't hate her.
Considering the consequences, Lan Rong could only swallow her anger and wait for a better opportunity. She planned carefully before acting, knew when to stop, and endured her anger for a while.
Lan Rong's greatest skill was comforting herself; she always felt that there was plenty of time and anything was possible. Su Yushan, on the other hand, never thought that much. In her view, living each day to the fullest was the true meaning of life.
When she was pregnant with Yan Yan, her pregnancy was unstable and she didn't have much of an appetite, and she was always prone to morning sickness. Now, this pregnancy is much better. Although she still doesn't eat much, her food intake is about the same as usual, but fortunately, she doesn't vomit as much, and her stomach doesn't feel so uncomfortable.
With nothing to do, Changyue and Yunfang started to speculate wildly, and the two even made a bet on whether Gege's next child would be a boy or a girl.
Chang Yue guessed it was a boy, but Yun Fang had a different opinion: "According to the Qing Dynasty birth chart, Sister Yu's baby should be a girl."
Su Yushan replied with a smile, "I already have a son, so I hope this baby will be a daughter."
As it happened, Yan Yan was also there, so Yun Fang took the opportunity to coax him, "Would you prefer a younger sister or a younger brother?"
At this time, Yan Yan was two years and three months old. Being so young, he didn't understand these things. He blinked his big, dark eyes and casually replied, "I want a little sister, I want a little brother!"
Chang Yue covered her mouth and laughed, "The little prince wants them all! Then you, Princess, will have to give birth to twins, a boy and a girl."
As the group chatted and laughed, Hongli returned from outside, beaming with joy, saying he had good news: "Today, Father Emperor officially named Yan Yan and has already informed the Imperial Clan Court."
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