Quickly read: She became the boss’s favorite by giving birth to children!

Dabao: "You can't say that. When we leave this world, we can put it in the meson space and accumulate more wealth. Maybe it will be useful in the future world."

Tu Qingyu: "You are right."

She has lived for thousands of years, and in the early days, she also accumulated some human money and jewelry.

Unfortunately, her family and country were in turmoil later. She couldn't bear to see the war-torn land and the hungry people everywhere. She donated all her money when she couldn't directly intervene with magic.

This led to the establishment of New China, and she never had much money.

Dabao: "The prince just said that after the baby is born, he will designate you as Liang Di. It's a pity that you can't be the crown prince directly."

Tu Qingyu: "I am born as a palace maid, how can I be a crown princess?"

Dabao: "If the prince doesn't have a princess, can't you be a princess?"

Tu Qingyu: "If something happens to the prince's princess, the emperor will marry another princess. If I want to take the throne, I have to wait until Jiang Jingchuan becomes emperor, and the princess leaves in an accident, and he forcibly appoints me as his queen. My son ascends the throne.”

She prefers the latter.

Although the prince's heart towards her now, she does have a chance to ascend to power without the prince concubine.

But none of them knew how long the princess could live.

She will not take the initiative to kill someone. How long she can live depends entirely on the Crown Princess herself.

And the current crown princess is pretty good. Who knows if another one will be more difficult to deal with?

She lay on the bed and chatted with Dabao for a while, then got up and took out her diary to write in her diary before the sun completely set.

[Qianyuan 41, April 25.

So much happened today that I don’t even know where to start.

I was really disappointed when I learned that His Highness really wanted to search my palace. It was he who forced me to stay in this palace, and it was he who said he would protect me, but...

In this harem, His Highness' favor is the standard to judge whether a person's life is good or not, and it can also be a sharp knife that stabs a person.

My stomach was really hurting at that time, and I thought I might die from the pain.

I knew early on that the East Palace was not easy to treat, so I would rather be ridiculed for being ugly than be favored by His Highness.

I never thought that I still knew too little at the beginning.

The East Palace is more dangerous than imagined. If you are not careful, you will be in catastrophe.

Before I passed out, I had already thought about it. If I didn't die this time, I would fake my own death and escape from the palace.

I know it is difficult to survive outside, but where is it not difficult?

It's better than being on tenterhooks in this palace.

Outside the palace, you can still enshrine your mother's memorial tablet and offer incense to your mother, but inside the palace, you really can't do anything.

I can only pray that Your Highness will be kind-hearted next year and take me out of the palace to pay homage to my mother.

No matter how much I thought about it, it was useless now. I was actually pregnant.

So many people in the East Palace have not gotten pregnant for so many years, but I got pregnant not long after I entered the palace. Did God not want me to leave the palace?

I don’t know how to describe how I felt when I found out I was pregnant.

On the one hand, this child was indeed beyond my expectations.

On the other hand, I seemed to really feel his blood connection with me in my belly.

Ever since I lost my mother and was deceived by my aunt and cousin, I feel that I have no family in this world.

The world is so big that I am like a rootless duckweed.

But now, I am pregnant with a child, and this child will be the person closest to me.

After recovering from the shock, I gradually felt joy.

At that moment I realized that I might really want to take root in this harem. 】

An hour after she finished writing, the diary appeared on Jiang Jingchuan's desk.

He hadn't read much of her pamphlets lately.

Looking back now, I see that I have only written two articles in such a long time.

One article was about Wei Chenghui's abuse of a cat last time, and it only had two words - fear.

This article is this time. Every line is full of helplessness and panic. It contains nearly [-] words, and His Highness is mentioned twice in total.

Once he wanted to search the palace, and once he didn't know if he would be able to be kind enough to take her out of the palace in the coming year.

Sadness, disappointment, distrust.

Although I was prepared for it, when I actually saw it, I still felt tight in my chest.

It was also because he failed to protect her, so she should be distrustful.

When he went back in the evening, he hugged her and coaxed her for a long time.

The next day, I deliberately spared half a day to take people to the garden to enjoy the flowers.

Now in April, many flowers are already blooming.

He also specially asked people to set up a swing in the garden, and placed writing desks, pens, ink, paper and inkstones not far from the swing.

"My husband pushes you."

Tu Qingyu raised his head and said, "Okay."

The swing slowly started to swing, and she found the fun and shouted happily: "Higher!"

It's a pity that Jiang Jingchuan didn't dare to push up, considering that she was just pregnant and had fetal gas yesterday.

She curled her lips and said, "Your Highness won't let me play, so why did you bring me out?"

Jiang Jingchuan patiently coaxed: "It's not that I don't let you play, but you need to be more careful with your body now. Be good, Yu'er. When the child is born, your husband will take you out to have fun, okay?"

"Ok."

He turned around again, picked out a top-quality peony newly cultivated in the flower house, and inserted the flower into her hair.

"You play here, and my husband will draw you a picture."

"Ah."

She nodded and began to swing on the swing boredly.

After a while, she lazily asked: "Are you okay, Your Highness~"

Jiang Jingchuan: "Wait a moment."

After a while, "Your Highness, I am tired."

Jiang Jingchuan: "It'll be ready soon."

"Your Highness~"

"OK OK."

She stood up and ran over with her skirt in hand. Jiang Jingchuan reached out to catch her, "Why are you running so fast? You're not afraid of falling."

Tu Qingyu ignored his nagging and focused his gaze on the painting on the desk.

In the garden, she was sitting on the swing in a light-colored cloak, leaning lazily on the swing. She was more delicate than the flowers.

Jiang Jingchuan said, "It's just because of my poor skills that I failed to capture one-tenth of Yu'er's charm."

"Isn't this good?" Tu Qingyu raised his head in shock, "Your Highness, don't be too demanding as a person. This is already very good. If I were here, I wouldn't be able to paint this flower, let alone a painting."

She stretched out her hand and pointed to a flower on the side of the scroll.

"If Yu'er is willing, my husband can also teach you."

"Forget it. I have to practice Chinese calligraphy every day. I am already very tired. I have to learn painting again. Why should I study so much? I don't want to take the top prize."

"That's you." Jiang Jingchuan reached out and scratched her nose, "The prince himself said that he wanted to teach me, but you are not willing to do it."

She hummed softly, "Then your Highness, please find someone who is willing to learn."

"Why are you angry again?" Jiang Jingchuan lowered his head and looked at her with a smile, "A beautiful woman turned into a hottie who exploded at the drop of a hat."

"Humph."

The princess, who was standing not far from the garden, just watched them flirting and flirting, and felt like her heart was piercing.