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The palace maids and eunuchs were in a state of confusion, some taking the spittoon, some taking the water basin, some taking the hand towel.

The two children were also frightened by their mother and only came to their senses at this time.

"What's wrong with Mom?" they asked.

"It's okay. I ate too much and felt uncomfortable. I feel better now," Chu Yin made up an excuse to comfort the child, and then urged Lu Jingzhuo, "Your Majesty, wash your hands quickly."

He probably said that the child was naughty because he was a little angry. After all, he was born as a prince of a royal family and was very clean.

While washing his hands, Lu Jingzhuo asked, "How many times have you vomited?"

"Not many times. Compared to when I was in Qingzhou, it's really good."

He didn't know that pregnant women would cause vomiting.

"Are you feeling any other discomfort?"

"no."

Lu Jingzhuo's eyes flashed, suspecting that Chu Yin was hiding something.

It's not like they haven't seen each other in the last few days, but Chu Yin never mentioned being tired or vomiting. I wonder if she's afraid of causing trouble for him.

Compared to when he was the crown prince, he was not as free now, but he also had time to listen to her complaints.

"If you feel any discomfort in the future, send someone to tell me immediately." He glanced at her still flat belly. "I think this child will cause trouble again in the future."

Chu Yin almost laughed.

How did he come up with this word?

"Your Majesty, he is so young, no matter how much trouble he makes, it won't cause any trouble. I will take care of it myself... I don't think it's necessary to bother Your Majesty with these trivial matters."

Although he was concerned, Lu Jingzhuo did not understand that the child would suffer various discomforts while growing in the womb. Should he report every detail to him? How could that make sense?

Is this like a queen? She can handle it herself.

Unexpectedly being rejected, Lu Jingzhuo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is what happened just now a small matter?"

They all vomited in front of him.

"When I was pregnant with my daughter, Zhen also vomited. It's normal and will stop on its own after a while. Your Majesty is just not used to it this first time."

She said it so lightly, but it shocked Lu Jingzhuo. What on earth did she go through during those two years in Qingzhou?

He wanted to ask her why she didn't tell him, but he found that he had never written to greet her.

He had no feelings for her at that time.

He felt that Chu Yin had no feelings for him, and it was good for them to each do their own job.

But what about now?

He gave her the opportunity to depend on him and the opportunity to complain, but she still refused.

She is sensible and wants to be a competent queen.

There's nothing wrong with that. Which man doesn't want a wife like this? He used to be very satisfied with Chu Yin, until he saw her other side, and then he began to become more and more greedy.

I want her to cling to him, to act coquettishly towards him, and to think that she only cares about him...

Lu Jingzhuo put the towel back into the basin: "Whether you send someone to pass the message or not, I will know it."

Chu Yin: “…”

"But I still hope you tell me yourself," he lifted her chin, "otherwise if you do this again next time, I won't tell the child and I'll punish you."

Chu Yinying opened her lips slightly: "...You want to punish me?"

"yes."

"How to punish her?" She didn't quite believe it. How could he have the nerve to punish his pregnant wife?

"A lot of ways." He glanced at her all over. "A lot."

Chu Yin: “…”

He let go of my hand and turned away.

Chu Yin lowered her head and touched her belly: "You heard what your father said, right? You should stop making trouble next time, or you will cause trouble for your mother."

But do I really have to report everything to him?

He really isn't afraid at all that he won't be able to handle the work.

But Chu Yin didn't want to be punished by him. The look he gave her just now was quite... bad.

"Rosewood, if I feel unwell anywhere in the future, you must send someone to tell His Majesty." He asked for it, so she fulfilled his request.

But after giving the order, she couldn't help laughing. Compared with his indifference in Qingzhou, his attitude now was really different.

The emperor who had already ascended the throne did not need to observe mourning for a long time. After 27 days, Lu Jingzhuo took off his mourning clothes and on the same day he appointed his biological mother Jiang Zhi as the empress dowager, and Concubine Shu and Concubine Hui as the dowager consorts. As for Chu Yin, because she was younger, in order to show respect to the late emperor, the appointment of the empress had to be postponed to the next year. However, Chu Yin's father was officially promoted to the Minister of Revenue during this time, replacing Minister Ding who was old and frail, often fell and needed rest.

After this, Empress Dowager Jiang moved to Cining Palace, while Concubine Shu and Concubine Hui moved to the nearby Ci'an Palace. The other concubines had no children and were dismissed from the palace by Lu Jingzhuo.

"Kunning Palace has been vacant for some time. You can take a look to see if there is anything that needs to be repaired, or if there are any furnishings that you are not satisfied with, you can rearrange them to your liking," Queen Mother Jiang said to Chu Yin, "You will be living here for a long time in the future."

However, in her previous life, she didn't even live there for a full year.

Chu Yin said: "Mother, you have a very good vision. I don't think there is anything that needs to be changed."

Queen Mother Jiang smiled and said, "You are so sweet-talking, but you don't have to worry about me. I just want you to live comfortably." Then she asked her, "I heard from Nanny Chen that you have a poor appetite? No wonder you haven't gained weight. When I was missing Jing Zhuo, I gained at least 3 or 4 kilograms."

"It was the same when I was pregnant with Er and Zhen last time, but it's not serious. It will be fine in another half a month." She had experience, and Court Judge Liu often came to feel her pulse and found nothing unusual, so she was not panicked.

Seeing this, Queen Mother Jiang said no more.

Unlike Lu Jingzhuo who was the emperor and had already ended his mourning period long ago and did not need to continue, Lu Jingchen had to spend enough time, so he and his wife stayed at home, either spending time in the study, chatting, taking walks, or playing chess.

After copying a stele that day, he got up and went back to the main room, where he unexpectedly saw Tang Feiyan doing needlework.

The sun rose from the west.

Lu Jingchen was stunned: "Why did you start embroidering?"

She has never been good at needlework, nor does she need to.

Tang Feiyan said, "I asked Xiu Niang to teach me."

"Why are you learning this?"

She paused and said, "Give it to my sister-in-law."

Lu Jingchen was stunned.

He walked over to her and took a closer look. He found it was a swaddling cloth. He was even more surprised: "You don't even make a swaddling cloth for your own child, but you make one for your sister-in-law's child... Forget about that, but do you think your needlework will please your sister-in-law?"

Tang Feiyan pursed her lips and said, "Whether my sister-in-law likes it or not is another matter."

He didn't understand at first, but when he finally understood, his nose suddenly felt sore and he couldn't help but put his arms around her. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know what to say.

When he hugged her, she felt even more sad, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls: "I was wrong, I should have listened to you earlier, if I had listened to you earlier and not gone against my sister-in-law... I don't even know if my sister-in-law is still blaming me in her heart!"

When you have nothing to do, you will think too much, and the more you think, the more worried you will be. Your husband has always been very cautious and has never offended Lu Jingzhuo, but she is not like that. She has offended her sister-in-law several times...

If the sister-in-law was dissatisfied with her, given Lu Jingzhuo's love for her, there would only be one outcome.

His wife cried like a baby, sobbing, and Lu Jingchen took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"Let's not talk about the past. I don't think my sister-in-law is narrow-minded, otherwise she wouldn't care whether you are fat or not. If you send this swaddling cloth to her, she will definitely feel your sincerity."

"Really?" She picked up the swaddling clothes. "But I embroidered it really well. Look at this lion. It looks like a lion, doesn't it?"

More like a dog than a lion.

But the less refined it is, the more it proves that it is made by her.

My sister-in-law should be able to understand her feelings from this.

Lu Jingchen said: "That's great, how about I give a gift to Big Brother..."

Tang Feiyan frowned: "Big brother is not easy to bribe."

Indeed, compared to Chu Yin, my brother is as hard as iron.

My brother didn't even cry when my father passed away. Can I expect to restrain him and prevent him from becoming a vassal with just a gift?

Of course, becoming a vassal is not necessarily a bad thing, but if you are driven to a poor place, or even to a place bordering the border, life would be really hard.

It's a pity that when he was young he didn't make his elder brother feel guilty like his third brother did, otherwise there would be no need to worry about it.

He held his wife's hand and rubbed her injured fingertips. He said softly, "Embroider slowly. Don't be in a hurry. Your sister-in-law has only been pregnant for a short time."

"Well," Tang Feiyan put down her needlework and snuggled into his arms, "my eyes are indeed a little sore."

He kissed her eyelids, looked at her again, and suddenly said, "It's my fault, Feiyan."

He asked her to follow him and suffer fear, and now he forced herself to please Chu Yin.

Hearing his bitter tone, Tang Feiyan hurriedly said: "My husband, if you are useless, then I am even more useless," she stroked her bulging belly, "I haven't been of any help since I married you, except for this..." She could only give him a child, and the rest of the time, he was the one worrying about her.

"This is also amazing. You must give birth to him safely."

"Okay," she agreed to her husband, "By the way, I'm still in good health, isn't that an advantage?"

He nodded and held her close.

There were often news coming from the East Palace, either that Chu Yin didn't have breakfast, or that Chu Yin vomited right after lunch, or that her waist felt a little sore today. Dong Ling wrote them down one by one and then found a chance to tell Lu Jingzhuo.

It was usually during his rest time after he had just finished reviewing memorials or met with his ministers.

After listening to this, Lu Jingzhuo pinched his brows and regretted having a child.

Chu Yin had been pregnant herself and knew what it would be like to have a child, but she didn't tell him anything, so he had no idea.

Already having a pair of children, he doesn't really care whether or not to have more.

After a while, he instructed Dong Ling: "Ask the kitchen to make a plate of leek crispy boxes for her...it must be Qingzhou style." Chu Yin liked to eat it when she was young, but she hasn't eaten it for a long time. She must be surprised to see it, right?

Dong Ling didn't know why his master ordered this dish. He was stunned for a moment and immediately found a eunuch to give instructions.

Chive crispy boxes are not difficult to make, but the difficulty lies in the "Qingzhou" flavor.

Who knows what Qingzhou flavor is like? The chefs looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Aren't chive crispy boxes available everywhere? Why are they divided by state and county?"

"Yes, but Qingzhou seems to have a sweeter taste."

"So, should I add more sugar?"

"What if it's not? This isn't a famous dish. I remember some dishes in Qingzhou are quite salty."

The chefs racked their brains and finally made four plates of leek crispy boxes and brought them to the East Palace, asking the queen to try each one and see which one suits her best.

As a result, the smell of leeks was so strong that it went straight to the tip of my nose.

Chu Yin felt like vomiting before she even ate.

Lu Jingzhuo didn't know this and sent Dong Ling to take a look.

Dong Ling rushed to the East Palace with sweat all over his brow and saw Chu Yin covering her mouth.

He stammered and advised, "Madam, could you please try a little?"

That is His Majesty’s intention!

Chu Yin couldn't eat it, and shook her head repeatedly: "No."

Dong Ling: “…”

How is he supposed to report this?

Before leaving, he clearly saw the confident look on his master's face, as if he was sure that the queen would enjoy the meal very much!

Lu Jingzhuo: You eat cleanly, right?

Dong Ling: ...I didn’t eat.

Lu Jingzhuo: ...