I am happy to be a mother in a famine year, I have a system to farm the land

She had already known that the Eighth Prince had visited the Eighth Princess several times before. Rong Jiao knew in her heart that the Eighth Prince might have already known what happened that day.

But since the Eighth Prince didn't mention it in front of her, it proves that the Eighth Prince still has concerns and feelings for her.

But if the Eighth Princess mentions this matter, Rong Jiao cannot guarantee that the Eighth Prince will always look towards her.

Although she was unwilling, Rong Jiao could only leave bitterly.

Rong Jiao's steps were fast, as if she had forgotten that she was pregnant, or the old lady beside her reminded her, so she came to her senses and slowed down her steps.

Rong Jiao glared at Wuyou behind her. She knew Wuyou hated her, so she didn't remind her.

But now she has no one around, so she can only keep this bitch by her side.

Rong Jiao snorted coldly, and then let the old nanny help her back.

"Mommy, you go to the study today and report it. Just say that I am not feeling well and ask the prince to come to the courtyard."

The old grandma glanced at Rong Jiao's belly and frowned involuntarily.

"Princess, if the prince discovers this matter, I'm afraid..."

Rong Jiao threw away the tea cup in her hand irritably, and the old woman was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground.

"Have you forgotten who your master is? How dare you keep talking while I'm talking?"

The old grandma hurriedly knocked her head to the ground, her body trembling slightly.

"Concubine, I don't dare...I don't dare, so please let the concubine suffer."

Seeing the tea on the ground soaking the old grandma's clothes, the old grandma didn't dare to get up, and Rong Jiao felt much better.

"Okay, I'm not that unreasonable person. If you do your job well, I won't embarrass you."

When the old grandma heard this, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

She is different from Wuyou, she is just an old slave.

If Rong Jiao wanted to kill her, it would only be a matter of words.

"I will go to the prince and report this."

Rong Jiao nodded, "Go ahead, don't let that bitch get the first step."

Watching the old nanny leave, Wuyou looked calm, as if he had already expected this.

"Your Majesty, the nun from the concubine's courtyard is here."

The Eighth Prince put down the secret letter in his hand and frowned as he could not find it.

"what's the matter?"

"I heard that Princess Chaoyang had a stomachache, so I sent my nanny to look for you."

The Eighth Prince's face darkened, "You're not feeling well, why don't you ask a doctor?"

"The old slave doesn't know."

Although the Eighth Prince knew that Rong Jiao was trying to blackmail him with the child in his belly, after all, this was his first child, and the Eighth Prince could not let go of it after all.

After a moment of silence, the Eighth Prince stood up.

Seeing the old lady waiting outside the hospital, the Eighth Prince walked out.

"What happened to the concubine?"

"The concubine has a stomachache, I'm afraid she may have fetal force."

The Eighth Prince's expression became even worse, "Then what are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up and call the doctor?"

The old grandma was stunned for a moment and quickly explained: "The concubine has been invited."

When the Eighth Prince heard this, he felt a little more at ease.

Seeing the Eighth Prince and the old nanny leaving, the steward looked a little solemn.

After thinking for a long time, he raised his hand to a boy beside him.

He whispered, "Go to the princess's courtyard..."

Seeing the boy leaving in a hurry, the steward took a look at the bad weather.

I couldn't help but sigh, "I hope nothing big will happen this time."

The old mama followed the footsteps of the Eighth Prince all the way, and felt that the pace of the Eighth Prince's feet was getting faster and faster. The old mama knew that the Eighth Prince still cared about Concubine Rong.

As long as she knew this, she knew she was with the wrong person and felt at ease.

"Why did the concubine move her fetus?"

When the old grandma heard this, she hesitated for a moment.

The Eighth Prince's face darkened, "If you have anything to say, just say it. If you have anything to hide, watch your head!"

The old mama's face turned pale, but thinking of Rong Jiao's threat, she finally suppressed the fear in her heart.

"The concubine went to see the princess half an hour ago, and there seemed to be a noise inside."

When the Eighth Prince heard that Rong Jiao actually went to find the Eighth Princess, he immediately stopped walking.

"What happened?"

"The old slave was guarding outside the courtyard at the time and didn't know what was going on inside the courtyard."

The Eighth Prince stood for a long time, and just when the old woman thought that the Eighth Prince would not go to Concubine Rong's courtyard, the Eighth Prince stepped forward again.

"Let's go and see the concubine."

Seeing this, the old grandma finally let go of her worries.

In Rongjiao Courtyard, the people guarding the door saw the figure of the Eighth Prince and immediately went back to report.

"Concubine, the prince is here."

Rong Jiao hurriedly put down the cake in her hand and leaned slightly against the bed.

The moment the Eighth Prince entered the door, Rong Jiao just held her stomach and felt sad, as if she had not seen the Eighth Prince enter the door.

The way you frown makes people feel pity for you.

Seeing this, the Eighth Prince strode to Rong Jiao's side.

"What's wrong? If you feel unwell, you would just lie down. Why are you sitting up?"

Rong Jiao raised her head in surprise. The moment she saw the Eighth Prince, her eyes suddenly turned red, and a drop of clear tear streaked down her cheek.

"My lord..."

Rong Jiao's voice was choked with sobs, which made everyone who listened moved.

The Eighth Prince sighed, "You can just tell me what kind of injustice you have suffered. Why are you crying?"

Rong Jiao choked and shook her head. She opened her mouth to say something, but she seemed to be worried about something and closed her mouth again.

Seeing Rong Jiao like this, the Eighth Prince's expression changed.

"Don't worry, the doctor will be here soon."

Rong Jiao looked at the Eighth Prince's expression and relaxed, then she snuggled into the Eighth Prince's arms.

"Your Majesty, I thought...I thought you really didn't want me anymore..."

The Eighth Prince reached out and patted Rong Jiao, comforting her softly: "Don't think too much."

Having said that, the look in the Eighth Prince's eyes was cold, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Rong Jiao's heart sank when she heard what the Eighth Prince said.

The previous Eighth Prince would not have been so cold to her.

"Your Majesty, I have a stomachache and it's my fault that I disturbed Your Majesty."

"I clearly told my mother before that she was not allowed to go to the prince, but who knew..."

Hearing the coquettish voice in the room, the old woman's body suddenly froze.

Wuyou on the side couldn't help but chuckled when he saw this.

Their master is used to shirking responsibility.

It was obvious that everything was done under her orders, but in the end, she had to take it clean.

Wuyou shook her head. When her brother came to the capital, it would have nothing to do with her what happened to the concubine in the future.

"Your Majesty, Concubine, the doctor is here."

Looking at the invited doctor, Wuyou's eyes moved slightly.

This doctor is not the same doctor she hired before...