Mu Chenshuang looked at him, and after a brief silence, she asked, "Then let me ask you a few questions?"
Fu Junheng looked at her, a hint of seriousness in his eyes. "You're asking?"
"Do you have spies in the palace who can act as intermediaries?"
Fu Junheng answered without any hesitation, "Of course!"
Mu Chenshuang was not surprised by his answer and continued to ask, "You offered the Xiling mine as a condition for marrying me, was it just a bait for the emperor to test him?"
Fu Junheng knew very well that Feng Guche would never give a clear answer immediately, but the bait he had thrown out was tempting enough. Feng Guche would definitely take some action in secret, but he didn't know what Fu Junheng was testing Feng Guche for.
Fu Junheng's eyes darkened, and suddenly he sighed, "As expected, I couldn't hide it from you, Shuang'er."
Mu Chenshuang's expression changed.
"Of course there is a purpose, but taking you back to Shengjing is also a real intention."
"So what are you trying to test?"
"They wanted to test who the Empress Dowager and the Emperor intended to marry you to."
Mu Chenshuang frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
Fu Junheng chuckled softly and explained, "Shuang'er, don't you understand? The Emperor and Empress Dowager's decision wasn't made on a whim; it was something they had planned long ago."
Mu Chenshuang lowered her eyes, recalling the matter of the Imperial Noble Consort's birthday. She frowned and pondered for a long time before finally speaking, "Feng Moran."
Perhaps she used to think he was just a playboy prince, indifferent to power and only interested in romance and pleasure. But after meeting him a few times, she could sense that this rumored playboy prince was probably just a facade.
A concubine endured more than a decade of hardship, and now that she has gained power, she and her son seem to be bearing humiliation and burden. People with such perseverance are not ordinary.
Mu Chenshuang looked up at him and continued to ask, "Does Feng Moran secretly wield power in the court?"
"Of course there are, and they're not small."
"Therefore, the current situation in the court is being stirred up by Feng Mozhan behind the scenes."
Fu Junheng wrapped his large hand around the woman's waist. "Probably!"
Mu Chenshuang frowned. "It seems you have a good understanding of the court's situation. Are you really not worried about your predicament?"
Fu Junheng's lips curved into a faint smile, his eyes relaxed. "So, Shuang'er, you're worried about me."
Mu Chenshuang looked away. "There's one more question."
"What?" Fu Junheng's expression darkened.
Mu Chenshuang subconsciously placed her hand on her protruding belly and asked, "Where do you think is the best place for my baby to be born?"
Fu Junheng's gaze fell down, and upon closer inspection, he could clearly see the woman's protruding belly. As the weather got warmer, it would only become more noticeable.
He reached out, his large palm covering the back of her hand, feeling the baby inside her through her palm.
After a while.
He said, "Of course, one cannot be born in the Marquis's mansion."
"Where could he be? Or is it that the man won't appear until I give birth?" Mu Chenshuang glanced at him sideways, her eyes deep and unfathomable.
A barely perceptible glint flashed in Fu Junheng's lowered eyes. "Whether it's Shuang'er or the child in your belly, you will both be safe and sound."
"Is that so!"
“Ever since the news of our relationship spread, that person hasn’t shown up even once. It seems he really is afraid of you.” Mu Chenshuang’s tone was unfathomable.
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