The old lady looked very well, and she had changed her dark-colored cheongsam, which she had been wearing for a while, into a bright vermilion red.
She pulled Yan Ning to sit down beside her, her hand sliding over Yan Ning's lower abdomen, the gold ring inlaid with mutton fat jade on her hand leaving a soft mark on Yan Ning's smooth cheongsam.
After the incident at the Empress Dowager's bedchamber, Yan Ning felt somewhat wary of both the Empress Dowager and the Old Madam. The Old Madam's meticulous thoughts were hidden much deeper than Fukang'an's. Looking at that mark, Yan Ning broke out in a cold sweat.
The old lady noticed Yan Ning's nervousness. She placed her hand on Yan Ning's hand, which was resting on her knee, and said in a mocking tone, "Perhaps you've been staying in her palace for too long, and even I, your grandmother, have become suspicious. The child in your womb is my dearest grandchild."
Yan Ning glanced at the old lady's slightly furrowed brows and smiled contentedly. "Mother, please don't be offended!"
The old lady wasn't truly angry. She smiled and said, "Have you chosen a name yet? Kang'er is going to the palace today, and I'm afraid he won't stay in the manor for long after he returns. I might as well choose a name for the child in your womb as well, so that correspondence won't delay the important occasion!"
Yan Ning was stunned. How could she not have thought that the Emperor's sudden summons of Fukang'an to the Yuanmingyuan to pay respects to the Empress Dowager must mean that there was progress in the matter of his appointment to Jilin? And Fukang'an had already chosen a name for the child in her womb yesterday, but she had only taken it as a casual matter.
She felt a little melancholy. Fukang'an had originally said he would take her to Jilin with him. Now, because of her unborn child, she couldn't leave the capital.
She nodded. "I will take it. Wuchun's daughter will be named Yunxin, and if I have a daughter, I will name her Yunwan. My son will be named Dexuan."
When the old lady asked what the characters were, Yan Ning dipped her finger in the water in her covered bowl and wrote the three names that Fukang'an had written the day before.
With just one glance, the old lady understood. Her brows furrowed, and she said solemnly, "Kang'er is wise indeed. There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. A legitimate daughter must be virtuous and talented, while an illegitimate daughter, even if she is as beautiful as jade, is just a stubborn rock. How can she compare to a legitimate daughter who is virtuous and talented? If you give birth to a son in the future, although he will be a legitimate son, he will not be the eldest son. Remember not to wrong the eldest legitimate son, Delin!"
Yan Ning nodded, "I only hope that my son can live a peaceful life. If I can also enjoy a life of wealth and honor, that would be the best!"
The old lady's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she looked at Yan Ning with satisfaction, saying, "The descendants of my Fucha family will surely enjoy wealth and peace for generations to come!"
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