When Chu Weiyue went to the palace this time, the Empress Dowager also mentioned this matter.

She has lived in the deep palace for a long time and knows everything about the palace best.

According to the time when the emperor favored them, Chu Ranxin should have been pregnant first, but she was pregnant after Lin Zixi!

Wen Jingchi curled his lips slightly, grabbed Chu Weiyue's waist and put her on his lap.

"Then when will you give me a big fat boy?"

He leaned close to Chu Weiyue's ear and whispered ambiguously.

Chu Weiyue's face instantly turned red to her ears.

He raised his fist and punched Wen Jingchi hard in the chest.

"Why are you asking me about this? You should ask yourself."

She snorted in dissatisfaction and continued to nag, "If you can't do it, it's just me, no matter how hard I try, there's no hope..."

Wen Jingchi's face instantly darkened to the bottom. This little woman actually dared to find ways to say that he was incompetent.

Now he needs to let her see for herself whether he is capable or not!

He hugged Chu Weiyue's body, threw her directly to the bed, and pulled down the curtain...

After some intimacy, Chu Weiyue fell asleep peacefully in his arms.

Seven days later is the Marquis' birthday, and a grand banquet will be held.

The Song family relied on their daughter Chu Ranxin and became extremely proud and prosperous for a while.

Wen Chenxuan was not feeling well, so he sent someone to deliver a gift.

Lin Zixi and Chu Ranxin were specially allowed to go back to visit.

The two of them rode in a sedan chair, one after the other, and returned home. Chu Weiyue and Wen Jingchi had already arrived.

Wen Jingchi was of noble status, so he just greeted the Marquis and then chatted with other civil and military officials. The topic seemed to be related to state affairs.

Chu Weiyue didn't want to interfere in their men's affairs.

At a large banquet like this, men and women usually do not sit at the same table.

Their women set up several tables in the back garden, and all the wealthy daughters and wives of prominent families came.

Song was so proud of her success today that she almost looked down upon everyone else.

But her daughter is now the Imperial Consort, so she is naturally extraordinary and everyone wants to pamper her.

I saw Lin Zixi sitting next to me, putting her hand on my belly and stroking it gently.

Song snorted in dissatisfaction, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt helpless.

Originally, this girl was just an outsider staying in their house, but she was able to suddenly change herself and acknowledge the Marquis as her father.

What made her most angry was that he could still dominate her own daughter.

It would be disastrous if her husband gave birth to a son.

Chu Ranxin sat next to Song, and the mother and daughter had a very deep relationship.

Chu Weiyue was opposite them, a smile on her lips.

Putting aside other things, Song was indeed a good mother.

After chatting about trivial matters with everyone for a while, Song turned the topic to having children.

Then she turned her gaze to Lin Zixi, "Girl, you should have been pregnant for more than two months, right?"

Lin Zixi was stunned for a moment before answering, "Less than two months."

Her voice was calm, and her answer seemed polite to everyone.

"You were obviously pregnant first, how come it's less than half a month? I heard from the imperial physician that my daughter has been pregnant for more than two months. It seems that you must have taken her pulse every day, so you found out so early."

Without waiting for Lin Zixi to speak, she sighed.

"Sometimes you can't try too hard on something. Trying too hard will only result in more harm than good. This child also believes in letting nature take its course. Nothing in your destiny cannot be forced. Even if you force it, in the end, it will all be in vain..."

His tone was gentle, and it sounded like a gentle warning, but in fact it was more like a curse.

Cursed the baby in Lin Zixi's belly, unable to be born safely.

Where no one could see, Lin Zixi's sharp nails had already sunk deep into the flesh.

As a mother, I would rather be cursed than let my child suffer any injustice.

She responded without hesitation, "Aunt, you are right. I will definitely protect the child and prevent her from any harm. If she is a dragon son in the future, she will definitely inherit the throne."

Chu Ranxin, who had been silent all this time, almost choked on the tea.

"Sister, your child is less than two months old and even the imperial physician doesn't know whether it's a boy or a girl. How can you be so sure it's a dragon son?

Could it be that Huang Long came into your dream and told you in advance, or that you have been thinking too much about it?"

Song covered her mouth and pretended to laugh out loud.

"Whether the child is a boy or a girl is entirely up to God. If you want a son, you can burn incense and pray every day. Maybe God will have mercy on you and not only reward you with the identity of an official's daughter, but also a child."

Lin Zixi's identity was already shady, and now that she brought it up again, everyone immediately sneered at her.

After all, Song is the Marquis's woman, Chu Ranxin is the Imperial Noble Consort, and Lin Zixi is alone and weak, so how can they stand on the same front with her?

Lin Zixi remained neither humble nor arrogant and pretended not to hear any ridicule.

She placed her hands on her belly and gently stroked it, as if she was deliberately showing off her belly.

Chu Ranxin has such a weak constitution that even if her uterine cold is cured, it will be difficult to save the child.

The mother and daughter were humiliating themselves in unison, simply because they were envious of the baby in her belly.

Having this child is the biggest response to them!

Chu Ranxin clenched his fingers tightly, his eyes turned red with anger.

I wanted to take the table and smash that bitch Lin Zixi in the stomach.

What she doesn't have, no other woman can ever hope to get. One day she will kill this child!

Seeing that he couldn't get any advantage from Lin Zixi, he simply turned his attention to Chu Weiyue.

"I say, Weiyue, you and the prince have been married for some time, you have to hurry up and get a child. Your two sisters are pregnant one after another, and you fall behind them, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Chu Ranxin immediately nodded in agreement, "Yes, sister, everyone knows that you and the Ninth Prince went to the battlefield and fought together, and you have lived together for a long time. How come there is no movement in your stomach? Do you want me to find a few doctors to check it out for you?"

No one paid attention to this at first, but Chu Ranxin's words pushed Chu Weiyue to the forefront.

Song glared at Chu Ranxin fiercely, "You are such a reckless girl. How could your sister do something that goes against ethics? She would never do that before getting married. You are humiliating your father!"

It would have been better if she didn't say anything, but once she spoke, it made everyone think more.

Chu Weiyue glanced at them with contempt. She saw this vicious mother and daughter and wished she could dig a hole and bury the people she disliked.

After implying something against Lin Zixi, they directed their criticism at her, and she would not let them go.

Then he sighed deeply, "Sister, aunt, you don't know that the prince has been busy with government affairs recently. He even defeated Wateng during the previous battle and made great military achievements. These many great achievements alone prove that he has no time to enjoy the affairs of men and women."