The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Chang Nian hid in the quilt, with her arms behind her back as if she was covering something. Her hair was messy, her cheeks were powdered and made up, and her face was outlined with charcoal pencil. With a few strokes, her delicate and tender profile instantly became gentle and delicate, and she looked 70% like Chu Yizhao.

Qiaoyu rolled her eyes, "You're just being hypocritical."

Huaichun praised, "I usually think Chang Nian looks like the young lady, and now I see that he looks even more like her than the master in the Marquis's mansion."

Chang Nian made a bitter face, "Do I have to sleep like this from now on..."

"The young lady said that the Marquis's Mansion is hiring coolies, and everything will be fine once the eldest son is married."

"OK then."

The silk pajamas hung loosely on his shoulders, revealing his tender and thin neck and chest. The handsome boy put on makeup, looking soft and beautiful, with a few strands of hair hanging on his shoulders, which made me feel pity for him.

Qiaoyu clicked her tongue twice, igniting Changnian's anger again, "What are you clicking your tongue for?!"

He hurriedly hugged the quilt to his chest, looking like a bullied young wife.

Qiaoyu snorted, "As if no one has seen it before."

Huaichun's eyes flashed with gossip. Qiaoyu took her arm and said in front of Changnian's angry eyes, "In the past, when I was in the pharmacy, all the children bathed in the same pool. I have seen him from front to back, inside and out."

"Ah? How old are you?"

"I was about three or four years old. I don't remember."

"Oh yeah, we sleep in the same bed, and he hugs me and calls me mommy at night, hahahahahaha."

"Qiaoyu!!!"

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Qiaoyu and Huaichun ran very fast hand in hand, and before leaving, they did not forget to take away the half-burnt incense in the medicine burner.

"Bed rest?!"

Chu Yingxue's face was gloomy, and there were a few tiny movements on her forehead, which followed a winding path and disappeared in a flash.

Cui Ting knelt down and advised, "Madam, you are too worried and have already had symptoms of bleeding. Don't worry too much..."

"quack!"

Chu Yingxue said angrily, "If you can't cure it, just let them stay in bed. Can sleeping cure diseases?! They are all useless trash!"

She sat on the bed, holding her stomach, "If that bitch hadn't hit me, how could I have bled..."

Thinking of what happened the day before, Chu Yingxue gritted her teeth in hatred.

She was on guard against everything, but she couldn't protect her own people. Chu Yizhao was right. Qi Heng was disobedient and had an affair with her personal maid. He also wanted to harm her child. Fortunately...

"Has Cui Hu's body been dealt with?"

Cui Ting hung her head, trembling, "It has been... It has been sent to the South City Charity Cemetery and burned."

Actually, it wasn’t burned... that thing had eaten away the body, and the corpse was so brittle that it fell apart before it was even sent to the funeral home.

A maid hurried in from outside the door, "Madam, someone is coming from the Quyang Marquis's residence."

Chu Yingxue was impatient, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Why are you urging me? Tell big brother that the bitch is dying of illness. Going back to keep the body? Don't you think it's unlucky?"

"But... the eldest master wants the fifth young lady to go back..."

"What Fifth Miss? Don't forget who gave him the betrothal gift. I don't want to see that unlucky bitch on my wedding day!"

...

"Once in power, the villain's face becomes real."

Nie Yuqing was talking to Shen Zheng about Chu Yingxue.

Shen Zheng wore a scarlet brocade robe, embroidered with precious flower patterns, a golden crown and jade belt, and a purple silk pendant with a mandarin duck pattern tied around his waist, which matched the green pendant with the one on Nie Yuqing's waist. His eyebrows were sharp and bright, like a golden knife, and he looked very noble.

"Her husband is of high status, so it's normal for him to rely on his power."

Nie Yuqing glared at him, "Who are you speaking for?"

Shen Zheng smiled helplessly, "My Jiaojiao, now is not the time to worry about others. You have to help me at the Hongmen Banquet today."

"How can I help you? Your parents are determined to give you a concubine. What can I do?" Nie Yuqing said in annoyance.

It would be better to live in her own courtyard than to live back in the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion. She had three abortions in ten years and her body had been damaged for a long time. But the Duke of Protectorate and his wife were urging her to take a concubine for Shen Zheng, and they held a birthday party as if it were a selection of concubines.

"Those three children..."

Nie Yuqing stopped talking.

Shen Zheng pulled her into his arms, the rings on his waist jingling as he spoke softly, "It doesn't matter if we have children or not. I didn't take a concubine ten years ago, and I won't take one in ten, twenty, or thirty years. You are enough for me in this life."

Nie Yuqing knew his true feelings. Ten years ago, when a knife was at his neck, he did not give up on her. But because of this, she felt guilty and blamed herself, "Your parents..."

“Don’t worry about them”

Shen Zheng is in the court and sees things more clearly than Nie Yuqing. He has made great contributions in suppressing bandits and is highly regarded by His Majesty. The Shen family has moved up to a higher level. His parents and sister want to add more help to the prince in the name of selecting a concubine.

He carefully warned Nie Yuqing, "I was the one who forced us into this matter. I blame myself for causing trouble for my family."

"I will repay them with my achievements, official positions, and life, but I am not destined to be together. I cannot love any other girl except you, and I will not let you suffer the slightest injustice. Otherwise, it would be better for you to die on your wedding day..."

"Brother Zheng!" Nie Yuqing interrupted him loudly, a tear leaking from the corner of his eye, "Today is your birthday, you must not say unlucky words."

Shen Zheng gently kissed her earlobe, "Okay, I won't tell you, but you have to promise me that from now on, no matter how your mother persuades you, using me, the Shen family's grace, honor, or other excuses to force you to give in, you must not agree to her, otherwise..."

"I'll die in front of you."

Nie Yuqing was startled, "Brother Zheng..."

Shen Zheng's tone was so resolute that it was frightening. Nie Yuqingsi had no doubt that if she dared to agree, he would really be able to do it...

"I promise you...I promise."

Nie Yuqing shed tears, "I'm sorry..."

She wanted to relax today...

Shen Zheng suddenly laughed, cheerfully, "Don't blame you, we have stayed in the courtyard for too long, it is no longer suitable for us to interact with others."

"After the New Year, I will ask His Majesty to grant me an exile. It doesn't matter where I go, just the two of us."

Nie Yuqing's eyes sparkled with surprise, and the tears on his face lit up, "Really!"

"That's great."

She had long been fed up with the red tape of the capital city. For example, now, she was only a stick of incense away.

The servants came and urged the two to go out to entertain the guests.

Shen Zheng comforted Nie Yuqing softly, held her hand and led her out.

The birthday banquet was held in the back garden of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion.

Shen Zheng was successful when he was young, then disappeared for ten years. Now that he has come back again, he can be considered a half-upstart.

He is also the Queen's younger brother and the Crown Prince's uncle. The Empress attended the banquet and the Crown Prince accompanied him, and he was in the limelight for a while.

The Shen family gained power, and the imperial court, the imperial harem, and the noble families from all over the country came to congratulate them. The gifts were spread out, filling up the three large storerooms of the Duke of the State's mansion. The congratulatory letters were flying everywhere, stacked on the desk, as high as two double-layer treasure boxes.

A bright future and brilliant glory.

The huge back garden was packed with people drinking and chatting, and the sound of laughter could be heard everywhere.

Halfway through the banquet, Emperor Yuan An arrived with his carriage. As soon as he finished shouting "Long live the emperor", a slender figure followed, squeezed out the prince's seat, and sat on the emperor's right side.

"Xing Yu?" Emperor Yuan An was surprised. "Why are you here?"

"I entered the palace and found you not there."

The man was wearing a misty white brocade embroidered with gold-woven patterns of cranes and clouds, which was full of brilliance. He wore a jade crown tied high on his head, and had slanted eyebrows and raised eyes, which made him look bright and dazzling.

Those who did not know his identity at the banquet were amazed and eager to make a move; those who knew his identity lowered their heads and were silent.