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"I went to my mother's place today and stayed for most of the day..." Ma Wan showed a smile and said: "My mother looks better today. She can sit and talk to others. She also asked me to remind the prince not to work too **** weekdays."

Li Lu smiled.

He was obviously asking her what she was doing, but she answered with the incident of going to her mother today...

She was originally a meticulous person, and she did not have the temperament to answer other people's questions. However, because she always subconsciously did not want to deceive him with words, she would reveal flaws that she could not detect in subtle ways.

This is what a woman will do after she gives all her heart away.

He said with loving eyes: "Wan'er, thank you for taking care of my mother for me."

"Since you and I are husband and wife, how could the Crown Prince say such unscrupulous words?" Ma Wan said softly: "Speaking of hard work, these days are the hardest for the Crown Prince. He is busy with affairs inside and outside the palace every day..."

Nowadays, everything is not peaceful. There are also forces gathering and causing chaos near Yizhou. And because it is close to the western border defense line, Prince Rong's Mansion is shouldering internal and external worries at the same time. It can be said that it cannot relax for a moment.

She sent back to the capital a letter from her family about the chaos and chaos in those days, as well as how Prince Rong's Mansion dealt with it.

However, today she received a reply from her grandfather. The letter actually said that what the saint wanted to know was not these insignificant things. Next, I am afraid she needs to be "more attentive".

Be more attentive...

What was she going to do?

Her brief trance did not escape Li Lu's eyes. He raised his hand with a smile and gently touched her cheek: "What are Wan'er thinking about?"

Ma Wan came back to her senses, her cheeks slightly reddened by his intimate gestures: "It's nothing... I'm thinking that the prince has been really hard these days, and he needs to take more supplements in his diet."

As he spoke, he noticed that the hand gently stroking his cheek had almost no warmth. He couldn't help but asked with concern: "Why is the prince's hand so cold?"

Li Lu looked at her with a pair of smiling eyes: "I'm fine, Wan'er doesn't have to worry about me like this."

Seeing this atmosphere, the female envoy who had just followed Li Lu said hurriedly: "By the way, there is a tonic soup that is warmed for the prince in the kitchen. The maids will go and take a look."

As he spoke, he lightly poked Lan Ying beside him.

Lan Ying didn't seem to notice it and didn't move for a moment.

Seeing her expressionless expression, the female servant simply stretched out her hand and pulled it.

Lan Ying wanted to pretend to be stupid, so she had no choice but to retreat together.

After leaving the door, the female maid gently closed the door and took Lan Ying to the corridor.

Lan Ying felt annoyed: "Aren't you going to bring the soup? I'll bring it right away."

She wished she could run as fast as she could, bring a whole can of soup, and drink it all for Prince Rong. She would make him confused and dizzy. It would be better if he could never give it to his daughter again. Drink the ecstasy soup!

"What kind of soup are you serving..." The female envoy pulled Lan Ying a few steps away: "The prince and his concubine finally have time to get close to each other. Does Sister Lan Ying really don't understand or..."

Hearing these harsh words, Lan Ying wished she could cover her ears.

"Or..." The female envoy pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Lan Ying with a teasing look: "If Sister Lan Ying is interested in treating the prince, I will also be happy to help."

The orchid oriole is as if struck by lightning.

Does she care about the prince?

She is crazy to wait for a vixen who seduces her girl to this point!

If you have to say that you have intention, it must be murderous intention!

Seeing her dazed expression, the maid thought she was right, her eyes flashed, and she whispered some advice into Lan Ying's ear.

"..." Lan Ying's eyes almost fell out: "Are you asking me to climb on the bed?"

Although she wanted to break up Prince Rong and the girl, she definitely didn't want to join them!

At this moment, the envoy was struck by lightning: "How... how could Sister Lan Ying speak so harshly? You are the dowry envoy of the Crown Princess. It is reasonable for you to share the Crown Princess's worries."

Lan Ying resisted the turmoil in her heart, laughed dryly, and maintained her last dignity: "...I think we should think more about the prince's health."

What if you struggle so much that you can't make ends meet, the fuel runs out, or you even die?

"..." Hearing these overly frank words, the female envoy was speechless for a moment.

Lan Ying excused herself to tidy up the study room and got rid of him.

As soon as she left the sight of the female envoy, Lan Ying's face immediately dropped.

She thought that before the girl got married, she had disapproved of this marriage. She didn't like the Prince Rong, but the girl insisted on having her own way, and almost fell out with her because of this...

They had grown up together, but she couldn't let go of the girl. After begging for several days, the girl agreed to take her with her again.

The girl said that Prince Rong was a confidant that was hard to find in life. His music contained a loneliness far away from the world. The girl was attracted by this loneliness. Even though he had her in his heart, he said that he would eventually have one. I will put it down one day—

When she talked about this, the girl's eyes were full of fascination, and there was even a hint of vague distress, which made her have a splitting headache and frantically wanted to pinch the person, whether it was the girl's or her own, she felt that she needed to be cruel Give it a pinch.

Thinking that her girl is the direct daughter of the prime minister's house and is as talented as the man, how could she be willing to marry such a sick man, and treat this sick man with distress and guilt?

As for where this feeling of guilt comes from, it is naturally because the girl thinks that she is burdened with an impure "mission" and cannot be completely honest when facing Prince Rong...

As a son of the prime minister's family, Lan Ying was also aware of this "task" as the dowry girl.

Because of this knowledge, he realized that the girl who took the initiative to agree to the marriage was really confused. It is no exaggeration to say that her girl was clearly risking her life to pity the man!

She really wanted to ask God, which marriage **** led this **** marriage?

She dreamed of finding this red thread, tearing it off, biting it into pieces, and setting it on fire!

However, she had no evidence to prove that Crown Prince Rong had ulterior motives. She was just prejudiced against Crown Prince Rong. She was just an ordinary and defensive female envoy. Faced with someone who dragged a good girl from her family into such a bad situation, she Of course there is a big prejudice!

But now that people are under the roof, they have to be cautious in everything. No matter how much dissatisfaction they have, they can only swallow it.

After spending these days together, Lan Ying felt that everyone in Prince Rong's Mansion had eight hundred thoughts. Normally, she didn't dare to open her mouth too big when speaking. She only felt that when she opened her mouth, the thoughts were denser than sand. It could choke her to death; she would not dare to go out and walk around at night, for fear that if she were not careful, she would be tripped up by those evil thoughts that were leaking everywhere and all over the floor.

For example, I don't know who the female servant who encouraged her to crawl into bed just now was, and what she had in mind.

Lan Ying sighed and packed up her girl's desk to distract her mind, to stop herself from thinking about what her girl and the sick man were doing at the moment. Just thinking about that scene made her feel heartbroken.

…

At this moment, Li Lu came from behind Ma Wan and gently hugged her.

Ma Wan was a little at a loss: "Your Majesty..."

"Wan'er." The man's gentle whisper sounded in her ears: "We should have a child."

Ma Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this, and her heart burst into uncontrollable joy.

Although he treated her impeccably in their daily interactions, due to his poor health and being busy with palace affairs, the two of them had only had a handful of affairs in the house in the past six months.

Should have a child…

This is the first time that he has taken the initiative to say such words. He has a lonely heart. He is like this at this moment. Does he finally accept her as his wife from the bottom of his heart?

Ma Wan tremblingly closed her red eyes and nodded gently.

Li Lu lowered his head and buried it on the back of her fragrant neck: "Wan'er, thank you."

This was the wife he chose for himself when he settled for the next best thing... She was so sincere to him, so easy to be controlled by him, everything was just right.

But at this moment, he closed his eyes, and what flashed through his mind was that face that was completely out of his control.

Thinking of the marriage letter that was returned by a sharp arrow, and the figure standing on the boat under the moon that night, slowly moving away, Li Lu opened his mouth slightly and bit the incense neck lightly.

Ma Wan's cheeks turned red, and she mustered up the courage to turn around and hug him, burying her face in his arms. …

When Ma Wan woke up the next morning, there was still a faint smile on her lips.

She turned her head to look at the peaceful sleeping face of the person beside her pillow, feeling satisfied.

Last night, she could clearly sense that he had truly accepted her and taken her to his heart... She had made the right choice, and her sincerity was indeed right.

Li Lu's "acceptance" was gradual and traceable, so Ma Wan became more and more stable in her heart and could not have any doubts.

She quietly stared at the sleeping face for a long time before she gently stood up, got off the bed, and carefully arranged the bed curtains.

Without alerting the female maid outside, she first walked lightly to the window, and then carefully looked at the quietly hanging bed curtains. She saw no movement, and then she stuffed yesterday's wine from the jade bottle. Take out the letter paper.

Inside the bed tent, Li Lu had a faint smile in his sober eyes.

Ma Wan hid the letter close to her body before starting to get dressed.

Soon a female envoy heard the commotion and came in to serve. Ma Wan reminded softly: "...it's still early, so don't disturb the prince."

After she washed and dressed, she went to the study.

The servants in the courtyard all knew that the imperial concubine was born in the Prime Minister's Palace and was a scholar. She had the habit of reading and practicing calligraphy alone every morning.

But on this day, Ma Wan had no intention of reading.

She opened the crumpled letter and read it, then, after thinking for a long time, she wrote a reply.

She promised her grandfather that she would be more "careful" in the future. But she also wanted to tell her grandfather that Prince Rong's palace was not as alien as the saint had speculated. The people in Yizhou were honest and honest, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Prince Rong was benevolent and behaved like a gentleman. He was not someone who would sacrifice the world for his own selfish interests. Ambitious people like water and fire...

King Rong and the Crown Prince would not know that she was the "insider" instructed by the saint, but even so, they still respected and cared for her and never put their guard up... It also shows that she has a strong character, is open-minded, and is not afraid of temptation.

Ma Wan wrote about these in detail, trying to use what she saw and felt to rectify the name of Prince Rong's house and dispel those suspicions.

When she put down her pen, Ma Wan let out a soft breath, with a look of hope hidden in her eyebrows. Perhaps God was looking after her and was really willing to give her the best of both worlds.

Everything has been going well since she married into Prince Rong's palace. Although her mother-in-law was ill, she treated her impeccably. The prince was born in the royal family, but he was informal and never required her to follow rules and etiquette, giving her great freedom.

And her husband never had a single word with her. When he was busy, he would tell her to take care of herself, and when he was free, he would play the flute to her. If that was the only thing that made her feel sour...

It seems that this is the news about General Ningyuan that reaches his ears from time to time.

It's no wonder that someone mentioned it deliberately, because the other party's deeds are too eye-catching, and it is rare for a woman to achieve such feats in the world.

She was indeed the woman who held his heart...

She will probably never be able to compare to him.

And he will probably always keep a place for that woman in his heart...

But she was not qualified to blame anything. He had never deceived her. This was her own choice.

Besides, it's very good now... Last night, he said repeatedly in her ears that he wanted a child that belonged to him and her.

Therefore, no matter what happened in the past, he and she were destined to be soulmates and husband and wife.

When they have children in the future, they will become the closest family members in this world who are connected by blood.

Ma Wan raised her hand and gently caressed her flat belly, with expectation flowing in her eyes.

…

"Congratulations Khan, judging from the pulse, the queen is more than two months pregnant!"

The Tuyuhun Palace located in the northwest of Yizhou was filled with the sounds of the good news.

"Congratulations Khan!"

“…”

Murong Yun, the leader of Tuyuhun, was filled with joy at this moment. He held the queen's hand and said excitedly: "Princess... we have a child!"

Mingluo nodded with him and showed a faint smile.

The man in front of her with emotions and anger written all over his face was the leader of Tuyuhun, her husband, and what her aunt called a "talented man in civil and military affairs."

But her aunt was right about one thing at least. The other party treated her with great respect and did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

She was the Gu'an princess of Dasheng, and she had always been with the emperor since she was a child. Tuyuhun was just a tiny place dependent on Dasheng for survival. She married here, and the other party should be grateful.

She could see that she was pregnant at this time, and the other party was happy from the bottom of his heart. Not only should he be happy, but he should feel honored.

Murong Yun is ten years older than her, and is now in his early thirties. He already has children, the eldest son is twelve years old, and the second son is seven or eight years old.

But how can those things with low bloodline be compared with the bloodline in her belly?

After everyone retreated, Mingluo gently stroked his abdomen and whispered: "You must be a man, otherwise you are useless to me and should not be in this world...remember?"

She hates this place. Compared with Dasheng Capital, this place is barren, barren, barbaric and crude.

She hated Murong Yun, he was stupid and incompetent, and the flattering attitude he often showed in front of her made her nauseous... Not to mention Cui Jing, even the Dasheng officials who had shown kindness to her, he was simply incomparable. superior.

But she must endure all this because she needs power.

In the past six months, she had helped Murong Yun manage the internal affairs of Tuyuhun, and she had gained some prestige among Tuyuhun officials... But for her, this was not enough.

She will seize all the power she can, and no one will let her fall into the mud again... Not the aunt who treats her as an abandoned child, not even Chang Sui Ning, who disrupts and changes her destiny step by step.

Mingluo's fingers covering her abdomen gradually tightened, and the bird feather totem embroidered on her clothes deformed between her slender fingers.

…

In the early morning, in the capital, a group of carriages and horses drove out of Anyi Square, passed through long streets, and exited the capital gate.

"coming!"

Hu Huan, who had been waiting outside the city gate early and wanted to see off Cui Lang, quickly said, "The Cui family's carriage is here!"

Qiao Yubai and a group of supervisors from the Imperial College immediately stepped forward after hearing this.

"Girl..."

As soon as Xiaoqiu returned to the carriage, she saw a hand inside the carriage quickly opening the curtain.

Xiaoqiu quickly helped Qiao Yumian get out of the carriage.

4300 words update delivered, good night~