As Fujin Yanhua lay on the ground, she seemed to still hear Fu Mama's cries. Her heart ached, for she had not been able to give her wet nurse a peaceful end.
However, after her grief subsided, a chill crept into her heart. Changning's gaze startled her, and his methods and audacity also intimidated her.
Not to mention, Prince Beile was completely on the side of the Fucha clan.
Is there no one in this household who can rival this Consort Chun?
She lacked nothing: status, favor, and offspring.
The words of Changning seemed to echo in the ears of the Fujin again.
“My lady, we have lived in peace for the past few years because of Honghui. If we were to break off all relations, it might not be me who is afraid.”
Honghui, Honghui, no! We absolutely cannot let her hurt Honghui!
The Fujin suddenly realized that she had been aroused by Niohuru's desires and that she shouldn't have opposed Changning.
It seems that from now on, for Honghui's sake, she will have no choice but to keep a low profile. The Fujin gave a bitter smile; it turned out she was just a fool after all.
This mansion will soon belong to her, Lady Fucha.
Meanwhile, Zhao Fuhai, having received instructions from Changning, picked up Niohuru's tongue again and placed it in the brocade box, revealing a sinister smile.
It's time to teach these shameless people a lesson.
So, Zhao Fuhai then took the half-tongue and showed it off to the ladies in the backyard of the mansion, going from house to house.
The eunuch was slightly bowed, with a smug smile on his face, and the words he spoke were enough to terrify anyone.
"Princess Niohuru has passed away. This is the reason for her illness. Our master is kind-hearted and specifically instructed the princesses to be careful. Princesses, you must not be ungrateful and must remember our master's kindness!"
Geng Gege, Liu Gege, and Tang Gege were doing needlework together when they were suddenly terrified and fainted.
Zhao Fuhai glanced at the young eunuch serving him, his tone gloomy.
"The princesses are tired, why don't you help them get some rest? There's no need to call the physician, let them sleep."
The same applies to the other princesses and concubines.
They were all women who rarely left their homes and had never witnessed such a bloody scene before; they were all terrified.
Even those with good physical condition were still shaken, while others who were so frightened they fainted or vomited didn't even dare to call the local doctor.
As a result, the princesses and concubines dared not even mention the three words when passing by Qingzhi Courtyard, remaining silent as cicadas in winter.
Qingzhi Courtyard
Yinzhen tenderly massaged Changning's legs, his tone slightly reproachful.
“You’re still pregnant! In the future, you can just tell your subordinates to handle these things, or have Su Peisheng do them! Why do it yourself? Or just tell me, and I’ll take care of everything for you.”
Su Peisheng bowed even lower. "Very well, from now on, his master will only have one concubine, right?"
Because the pure concubine was the master's master.
Changning was still a little sullen.
"I'm so fed up with them always having some ulterior motive. They stir up trouble today, and who knows what they'll do tomorrow. Now that things have turned out this way, let's see who dares to mess with them."
Yinzhen pinched her little face and laughed, "Of course, who would dare to mess with you? I'll guard Qingzhi Courtyard for you from now on, don't worry."
Changning was satisfied and nodded.
Actually, she wasn't necessarily so ruthless as to take lives. After all, she wasn't a native of the Qing Dynasty like Yinzhen, who was ruthless in dealing with people's lives.
But she absolutely could not allow herself and her child to live in a dangerous situation.
I'd rather be ruthless once and put this trend under control!
Presumably, no one will scheme against her anymore after that.
After the treatment, she felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and her whole body ached.
"And your waist, give me a massage for your waist too."
Hearing Changning's instructions, Yinzhen didn't feel offended at all. On the contrary, he was quite happy. He put his big hand on her soft waist and kneaded it with alternating light and heavy pressure.
Changning fell asleep comfortably.
Seeing this, Yinzhen gently helped her to a more comfortable position, covered her with the blanket, and lay down beside her. Listening to the breathing of his beloved beside him, he felt exceptionally warm in his heart.
Changning slept straight through until evening, when she was woken up by hunger.
Just then, Granny Zhang brought the meal, and she got up, washed up, and was ready to eat.
Yinzhen had slept with her for a while, but when he woke up, he was startled to find that she had been sleeping very soundly and for a very long time, and that her breathing was a little hot.
Bai Zhu came over, took the pulse, and said, "Master is just tired. There's no need for medicine. Just sleep more to replenish your energy and drink some black chicken and wolfberry soup."
So when Changning sat down at the dining table, the first thing she drank was this bowl of soup.
Fortunately, Eunuch Ma knew her preferences and never made the soup too oily. He used chicken mince to absorb the oil on top, making the soup clear and flavorful. After drinking this bowl, her appetite was completely whetted.
Just then, the children arrived.
Granny Zhang quickly ordered another meal, and the family moved to a larger table.
"Give them each a bowl of soup. It's a bit chilly at night, they'll warm themselves up with some."
The children, including Yinzhen, drank soup together.
After drinking, it's time for the formal meal.
During Changning's pregnancy, her tastes weren't particularly unusual, but she always felt like she had no flavor in her mouth, so she ate quite a bit of that plate of preserved egg and tofu.
The tastes of Fengsheng'e and Hutuli are quite similar; they both like sweet and sour flavors, so sweet and sour pork ribs and sweet and sour fish are their favorites.
Fei Yang'a loves to eat meat. He ate about a third of a big plate of deep-fried lamb chops, which is quite a lot for a three-year-old.
As Yinzhen watched the children eating with great relish, he suddenly noticed something: it seemed that Yaoxian never restricted how much her children ate.
How can we let them eat like that?
They are still young, how would they know how much to eat to be good for their health?
Especially when Yinzhen was a child in the palace, he was watched by the nannies and was never allowed to eat his fill.
Raising children in the palace was risky because of the risk of indigestion and illness, so children were usually only eaten until they were about 70-80% full.
Not to mention eating meat, I can only eat three pieces at most in one meal, because I can't digest more than that.
But now, Yinzhen glanced at his youngest son, who was eating lamb chops with his mouth full of oil, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Are we just going to let them eat whatever they want at every meal? Are they always eating their fill?"
Changning looked at Yinzhen with some confusion: "Otherwise what? Not eating enough?"
The three children's eyes immediately turned towards them.
Why doesn't Ama let them have enough to eat?
Fei Yang'a's imagination ran wild: "Father, is there no food left in the manor? Are we going to become beggars?"
Yinzhen suddenly didn't know what to say. Oh well, seeing how healthy the children are, how big they are, and how few times they've been sick, he figured there shouldn't be any problems.
However, I still need to remind the servants around me not to let the young masters have indigestion.
Yinzhen waved his hand: "It's alright, eat up. Just be careful, you're still young, don't eat too much oily food, or you'll get indigestion and hurt your stomach."
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