Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Bai Moxuan leaned lazily on the soft couch and looked at her with raised eyebrows. Her cheeks suddenly turned red.

"I understand. Since she is my concubine, it doesn't matter if I care about you. Just take good care of yourself."

Ouyang Ruolan also wisely stood up and blessed Bai Moxuan.

"Then I will not disturb the Emperor. I will retire."

After Ouyang Ruolan and the maid beside Zhen exited the hall, Bai Moxuan frowned slightly and then fell into deep thought.

At this time, Concubine Qing also received news that Ouyang Ruolan had gone to see the emperor. Just when she thought the emperor would...

"Concubine Qing, please look at me. Concubine Lan has returned to her bedroom."

Concubine Qing was surprised after hearing this. She thought...

Then he waved to the palace maid and ordered the personal maid beside him to see if Qi'er was sleeping there.

As the night progressed, Gongzi Yu in another house in the capital was sitting in his study, looking angrily at his subordinates who were kneeling in front of him.

"You really deserve to die, if not for... Do you know that although four dead men are nothing to me, they might expose you?"

The man kneeling below had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and dripped down his neck. His eyes were wandering and he didn't know how to respond. Although he knew that his master would not kill him, his punishment methods were also daunting.

"Subordinate... I deserve to die. Master, please give me another chance."

Listening to the man's words, the anger in Gong Ziyu's heart really got stronger and stronger. He said that if it weren't for his sister, he would really want to pry open his head to see if there was grass inside. All he could think about all day long was woman.

The man touched the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and listened silently to his master's scolding.

"Don't mess with An He in the future. If you ruin my plan, be careful about your life. Even your sister won't be able to do anything by then. Get out!"

Gong Ziyu warned in a cold voice.

The man raised his eyes and nodded sharply to please, and then rolled and crawled out of the room.

Not long after the man left, the door was pushed open again, and a fiery red figure walked in.

"Master, why don't you rest? I've been waiting all night."

The woman's enchanting figure walked towards Gong Ziyu, and when she came closer, she sat down on his lap with her neck and looked at him with a resentful look on her face.

Gong Ziyu pulled her arm down and asked with a half-curved lip, "Why didn't you sleep well before I was not here?"

The woman was obviously startled. She didn't understand what happened to the young master today. She had never behaved like this before.

"Look at what you said, you were not here before. Didn't I know that you were running around and working outside, so you would have other thoughts. But I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and I finally came back to my house once. This is not what I am. .....Aren’t you also worried about Mr. Xiangye?”

As she spoke, the woman raised her hand holding the embroidered handkerchief and wiped it at the corner of her eyes.

Seeing the woman's appearance, Gong Ziyu didn't want to have any luck with her anymore, so he stood up suddenly with her in his arms and walked outside.

The woman exclaimed, stretched out her arms and hugged Gong Ziyu's neck, then raised her lips and smiled coquettishly.

Gong Ziyu, who carried the woman back to the room, threw her onto the bed. The woman rolled around and then lay there on her side with her head supported by one hand, complaining coquettishly that the fall hurt her.

"Really? Come and take a look."

The woman hid towards the bed, until Gong Ziyu leaned over and approached, the woman suddenly asked.

"I heard that my son was born, can I also give birth to a son and a half daughter for me?" The woman asked cautiously, while Gong Ziyu's face turned cold and he immediately sat up and looked at her coldly.

"You're stretching your hands a little too long. I can tell when my son is born. Have you forgotten my rules?"

Gong Ziyu reached out and pinched the woman's chin, staring at her with cold eyes. Her eyes were filled with mist, and she shed tears stubbornly.

"I can make a widow pregnant, can't I give birth to a child for you?"

Gong Ziyu listened to the woman's complaints and smiled coldly, widow! Haha, she really dared to say that.

"Don't try to inquire about me. As for whether you can give birth to my child, it all depends on your ability. Don't say that I won't give you a chance."

Although the woman felt a little disappointed after hearing Gong Ziyu's words, her goal was finally achieved. As long as she could give birth to my child, no matter what happened in the future, my father would give her a position for the sake of his child.

After saying that, the woman slowly stood up and clung to Gong Ziyu's shoulder, coaxing him with a sweet smile.

He didn't know that Qi Xueer, who was in the capital of Yuan Dynasty at this time, was not having a very good life either.

On the surface, the second princess has unlimited fame, but secretly, even the servants in the palace are talking about her master and their newborn child.

"Hey, you said that this young prince is really the legacy of our prince during his lifetime..."

"Shh, stop talking nonsense. If the princess hears this, you will still be alive!"

Several maids were muttering in the dark, and these words were heard by the personal maid next to the princess.

With a livid face, she walked to her master's room angrily.

At this time, the lights in the master's room were brightly lit, and the cry of the young prince could be heard.

Recently, for some unknown reason, the young prince has developed a lot of rashes on his body, and he starts crying non-stop at night. The princess feels very distressed and wants to take care of him personally.

When the little prince was born before, secret medicine was used to make the child born early, but it ended up hurting the little prince's body.

She was always sick every three days, which made the princess feel quite haggard.

"Princess, it's better for me as a slave to coax the young prince. You haven't rested for several days."

Qi Xueer was really tired at this time, but except for the personal maids around her, she didn't trust most people in the house.

She handed the child into the hands of the maid, and reluctantly curled her lips, telling her that she would feed the child some water later, and that she should rest first.

"Don't worry, Princess."

The maid looked at the haggard master with distress, her eyes instantly turned red, she sniffed and turned around, for fear of being discovered by the master.

She held the child in her arms and began to walk around the room, coaxing her softly. After a cup of tea, the child became a little quieter. Perhaps he was tired from crying, and his little eyes slowly began to fight.

The maid turned her head to look at her master who was sleeping soundly on the imperial concubine's bed, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't put the child on the master's bed until the young prince fell asleep, covered the child with a small quilt, and finally helped the master pull the quilt.

She lightly beat her arms and sat next to the bed. She looked at the child sleeping soundly on the bed and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the master's fate was really miserable!

Little did she know that these were not her master's own choices...