After leaving the Qiandi and entering the palace, Hai Lan was summoned to the emperor's bedchamber for the first time. After returning to Jingren Palace, she went to the main hall where Qingying was confined, feeling uneasy.

"Sister, I didn't mean it."

Qingying looked at Hailan who was talking to her cautiously, and her heart was not too shaken.

Qingying has thought a lot since returning from the Yangxin Palace that day.

She knew she couldn't stay silent like this any longer, but every time she washed her hands and looked at her ten fingers she felt okay. But every time she compared them with Hai Lan she felt that Hongli was right.

Especially when bathing, she felt heartbroken when she looked at the face reflected in the water, which looked older than herself.

The sagging skin and the wrinkles on her neck reminded her all the time.

A reminder that she now looks no younger than the Queen Mother.

Although the three years of torture in the cold palace allowed her to eat better with the money she earned, she still had to do all the rough and tiring work such as washing clothes and cleaning the house herself.

After that, Hai Lan would go to the main hall to comfort her after each bedtime. However, every time she saw Hai Lan's delicate hands and tight skin, she would hate herself more.

When Hailan learned that she was pregnant with the royal heir, she first shared it with Qingying: "Sister, we are finally going to have a child. When the child is born, as the head of Jingren Palace, you will definitely raise the child under your lap."

Qingying was stunned for a long time before she looked at Hailan and said slowly: "Hailan, are you willing to let me raise this child?"

Hailan held Qingying's hand and said, "This child was originally conceived for me. With a child, I have someone to rely on. Whether it's a boy or a girl, they are our support."

Qingying shook Hailan's hand back: "Thank you, thank you, Hailan."

Naturally, the conversation between the two sisters could not be hidden from Zimu, who was always paying attention to every move in Jingren Palace.

After seeing Qingying working harder to take care of Hailan, Zimu smiled happily.

I don’t know if these two sisters will go crazy after they take the child in to raise.

As for the seventh princess Jing Xuan in the original drama... she was taught to hate her biological mother who always sided with her royal mother. So let's just take it one step at a time.

[Don't worry, dear. I will never let anyone else raise my own child. Just keep it by your side.]

[Empress Ying keeps talking about the 49 tribes of Mongolia all day long, but are the total population of the 49 tribes as many as that of a county? ]

[Eh, I don’t think so. ]

[In the drama, Concubine Ying is not a good person. Isn't she spoiled by that scumbag Long? Rongtuan, do you believe that if Concubine Ying said those words to Hongli now, he would be able to destroy the forty-nine tribes mentioned by Concubine Ying? ]

[What you said makes sense, nowadays, the scumbag dragon has no interest in being a son-in-law. ]

[I have created so many dreams for him to be an emperor. If he is still a hopeless case, I might as well kill him and overthrow him to become a queen mother who controls the government.]

【Kiss, domineering. 】

……

"The Lord, Concubine Hai of Jingren Palace has launched the movement. The Empress and Concubine Hui have already rushed over."

Zimu looked at Jinzhong, who was smiling and gloating, and rolled his eyes at him unhappily: "Where is the emperor?"

"The Emperor is still busy, but he asked me to tell the Empress that he will come to Yongshou Palace to see Master Ling and Prince when he is done."

"Let's go. After all, he is my son, and I should go and protect him."

Qingying, who was in the main hall of Jingren Palace, was confined to the main hall. Now she could only hear Hailan's screams of pain in the side hall and could only pray for Hailan anxiously in the main hall.

"Empress, Sister Noble Concubine."

"Zi Mu, you are here. Sit down and wait together."

Seeing Zimu's tense face, Empress Fucha smiled and comforted her, "Giving birth is like going through hell for a woman. If you're lucky, you can give birth overnight. If you're unlucky, it's not impossible to take a day or two."

Zimu looked around but couldn't find Qingying, so he asked in surprise, "Why didn't Concubine Xian come? Aren't they like sisters to Concubine Hai? Is she in the delivery room?"

"Have you forgotten that Concubine Xian was previously confined to the main hall by the Emperor?" Concubine Hui glanced at the main hall and chuckled.

"Didn't the Emperor say that the confinement would be lifted when she thinks things through?"

"That can't be helped. After all, Concubine Xian is from the Ulanara clan of the Phoenix clan. With her proud personality, how could she take the initiative to bow her head and say that she has figured it out?"

Sometimes Empress Fucha felt it was magical when she thought about Qingying’s actions.

In the past, when the emperor was still a prince, he was choosing a wife and the Ruyi was originally going to be handed over to him. However, because of Qingying's sudden appearance, the emperor directly gave it to Qingying.

She kept it in mind for many years afterwards, and as a result, Qingying made many stupid moves later on, and even she felt that it was a waste of time to be afraid of Qingying in the previous years.

Qingying's personality is just as the late emperor said, she is not fit to be the main wife.

"Zi Mu, are all the wet nurses in your palace ready?"

After hearing Empress Fucha's question, Zimu nodded: "I am ready."

Hailan's screams lasted for more than two hours, nearly three hours, and bursts of baby crying could be heard from the delivery room.

"It's born! It's born! Concubine Hai gave birth to a prince!" The nanny came out holding the child and reported to Empress Fucha and Concubine Hui.

Empress Fucha and Consort Hui looked at the baby in the nurse's arms, and said with a look of satisfaction on their faces: "Every nurse has done a great job in delivering babies, and each of you will be rewarded with an extra twenty taels."

"Zi Mu, come and see your child." Empress Fucha stretched out her hand and waved to Zi Mu.

Zimu also walked over and looked at the baby in the cradle. The baby was indeed white and chubby, and cuter than many newborn babies.

Zimu took off his armor and gently stroked the baby's face in the cradle.

"If everything is ready in Yongshou Palace, Zimu can take the child back."

Zimu was shocked. She didn't expect that Empress Fucha would ask her to take the child back to raise at this time.

"Thank you, Queen. I will take good care of this child."

Zimu quickly knelt down to express his gratitude.

Only after Empress Fucha and Concubine Hui left did Zimu prepare to take the child away.

"After Lan Cui returns, go to the storehouse to find a root of old ginseng and send it to Jingren Palace to nourish Lady Hai."

"Yes, Lord."

Zimu had just walked out of the side hall with the child when Qingying, who had been hiding in the main hall, suddenly appeared and blocked Zimu's way.

"Where are you taking the child, Concubine Ling?"

"Oh, it's Concubine Xian. It seems that Concubine Xian has figured it out."

"Wei Jiashi, don't be so cautious. Where are you taking the child?"

Zimu looked at Qingying who was like a mad lion at this moment, and said absentmindedly: "My child, of course, must go to Yongshou Palace with me."

"Empress Xian, this is the emperor's intention. The emperor also said that you and Concubine Hai should know the reason."

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