Raiders of His Royal Highness

The flickering candlelight in the room reflected on Qin Zhirong's delicate face, making her look more and more like an autumn moon, with all the charms.

It took Qin Zhirong a long time to realize that His Highness tonight seemed a little different from usual.

She approached Yu Ling and tilted her head: "Your Highness?"

Yu Ling was silent for a long time, and there was a little unnoticeable loneliness in her cold voice: "I am thinking that since Ronger embroidered the purse for me, I must wear it every day."

She is too lazy to care about other people's opinions, this is the first time Rong'er embroidered a purse for her...

However, Qin Zhirong also sensed that Yu Ling seemed to be a little unhappy at this moment, and even when he said coaxing words as usual, he no longer had the humorous and joking intentions of the past.

She didn't understand, why did His Highness go down to see the fifth prince once, and then come back like this?

Now she also knows that His Highness has contacts with the fifth prince, and their contacts are probably to discuss the battle for the throne.

So is Your Highness worried about this matter?

Qin Zhirong is a woman who has been trained by the court since childhood. Although she is intelligent, and sometimes her eyes are not as narrow as other boudoir women, but she also knows that women should not talk about government affairs indiscriminately.

So at this moment, she thought that Yu Ling was bored because of the court affairs, so she didn't ask any more questions.

She put down the unfinished purse, slowly undressed Yu Ling, and changed the topic: "I don't know what's going on today, but I haven't brought hot water in to wash up."

When there was only one obscene garment left on her upper body, Yu Ling held her soft and boneless little hand, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Does Rong'er want to consummate the house?"

Qin Zhirong: "...?"

Her small face was flushed instantly, and she looked at Yu Ling with twinkling eyes.

It seemed a little puzzled why Yu Ling asked this suddenly.

"...Does Rong'er want to have a child of her own?" Yu Ling hesitated for a long time before finally asking.

Qin Zhirong: "???"

It turned out that His Majesty was not worried about matters in the court.

She looked at Yu Ling's silent eyes that were shining with hope and determination.

His Highness didn't know that she already knew about her daughter's identity, so His Highness was worried that if her identity would be exposed in the future, would he still be with her?

Is it for the children?

She and His Highness are both women, even if they love each other, they will never have children.

Your Highness is trying to test her tone.

"So, what about Your Highness?" Qin Zhirong asked softly after being silent for a while.

Yu Ling could only see Qin Zhirong with his head down, his feather fan trembling like a butterfly.

She said in a low voice: "I fell into the water and was injured when I was young, and I have been sick all year round. I am afraid that there is no hope for my son."

"So if Rong'er loves children, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

In Qin Zhirong's ears, the words 'powerless' sounded softly like catkins fluttering in the wind, really powerless...

At this moment, she finally fully understood the worries in Yu Ling's heart.

She raised her head and looked at Yu Ling with a soft and lingering gaze.She gently stretched out her small hand to caress the back of Yu Ling's clenched hand.

"Well, in fact, I love children very much. I used to imagine the scene of harmonious husband and wife and children around their knees..."

Qin Zhirong's words gradually came out, and Yu Ling's face gradually turned pale.

"It's just that the concubine is married to His Highness now, and is His Highness's person. Since His Highness's heirs are difficult, the concubine can only follow His Highness..."

Yu Ling's already pale face was completely pale now.

She struggled in her heart.

"If in the future, I am willing to fulfill the wishes of Rong's sons and daughters around their knees..." Yu Ling opened his mouth and said word by word.

Qin Zhirong raised the corners of his mouth: "How to make it happen? Is it to let the concubine die in the name of the princess and marry someone else?"

Under Yu Ling's slightly red eyes, Qin Zhirong smiled softly and said, "But the other person is not His Highness."

"Your Highness is so good, how can I be willing to hand over His Highness to others? Even if I have no children in the future, so what?"

"The moon waxes and wanes, and there are always some things in this world that cannot be taken care of. If the result of having children and grandchildren is to abandon His Royal Highness in exchange, then such a blessing is not what I want."

"This concubine only wants to grow old with His Highness, Mu Xue...Your Highness, please don't push this concubine away..."

With a smile on his face, Qin Zhirong shyly put his arms around Yu Ling's thin waist, resting his head on her chest, listening to her steady and powerful heartbeat, he suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

Those words were meant to comfort Yu Ling, so why didn't they say what she heard?

She had already thought about it, since she couldn't do everything well, then she just needed to be quietly by Yu Ling's side.For the rest, he didn't think about it.

Yu Ling felt the warmth that rushed into her arms, and suddenly her whole body seemed to warm up a lot.

She stretched her brows and eyes, gently raised her hand, and hugged her treasure.

"That's what Ronger himself said, and I won't let you go in the future."

……

Time flies, and several months have passed in a flash.

As the end of the new year draws near, Beijing and China are gradually becoming lively.

In these days, what people are talking about is the concubine Shangguan's pettiness of the third prince who has just passed the family.