[Quick Wear] Puhua Fairy is blessed with a long pregnancy

Sheng Huan and another princess, Wang, got off the sedan chair.

Because it was a special day, both of them wore pink clothes.

To be able to be appointed into the Prince's Mansion, both of them must be good-looking.

Especially Sheng Huan. When Nanny Sun saw her, her eyes couldn't help but light up.

This was a beauty completely different from their wives.

If their wife is the bright sun in summer, then this man is the soft warm sun in winter. He looks weak and fragile, as if he will fall down with a gust of wind. However, there seems to be a stubborn determination between his eyebrows, as if he would rather break than bend.

This mixture of contradictions is absolutely fatal to men.

When Nanny Sun thought about this, her heart sank. These two princesses were different from the three in the backyard. After all, these two were bestowed by the Emperor himself.

Moreover, from the moment the sedan chair came in, she already knew that the most beautiful woman was the princess of the prominent Niu Hulu family.

She immediately put up defenses in her heart.

As they walked along, Nanny Sun suddenly said:

"My surname is Sun, and I serve in the Fu Jin Courtyard. The two princesses can call me Madam Sun."

Nanny Sun had a long face, which looked very sullen and old-fashioned, as if someone owed her money.

"Madame Sun."

Sheng Huan and Wang walked side by side and spoke softly.

She behaved in a conventional manner and was not outstanding, and the same was true for Wang next to her.

But not long after they walked, Wang suddenly stumbled, her body went limp, and she fainted.

Sheng Huan was closest to her, and when she was about to fall, he supported her. It was at this moment that Sheng Huan discovered that this person was pretending to be unconscious.

A trace of doubt flashed through her mind. The original owner had never experienced this before in her life.

"What's wrong with Princess Wang?" Upon seeing this, Nanny Sun's face became even more sullen, and her eyes seemed to be filled with anger. She strode over.

With a few "pa pa" sounds, Sheng Huan saw her slap the "fainted" Wang Gege on the face several times, and then pinched her philtrum hard. Even so, Wang Gege still did not wake up.

Seeing this, Sheng Huan felt that the information conveyed by Puhua and the others was absolutely correct. As the Eighth Lady's thug, Nanny Sun was no pushover, so from the beginning, she had no intention of pretending to be unconscious to avoid the Hongmen Banquet.

"Is Princess Wang suffering from some hidden illness?" Nanny Sun's face became darker and darker. She increased her strength and hit the woman until her face was swollen. It looked like she was going to beat her to death.

Sheng Huan showed worry at the right moment. After all, if she did nothing, it would be considered too cold-blooded if she was known as someone who did not help someone in need. So she whispered,

"Madame Sun, the sun is strong today. Princess Wang might have suffered from heat stroke. Why don't we find a palace doctor to take a look?"

The gentle voice is soft and sticky, and it sounds very nice.

Nanny Sun suddenly looked up at her. She couldn't describe the sound because she couldn't read. But when she heard the sound, it sounded like the sound of rain falling on the ground on a rainy day, which made her feel peaceful and calm.

Nanny Sun's heart skipped a beat, and she stopped beating him. After all, it would be bad if she continued beating him. She could explain her impatience in the beginning, but it would be inappropriate to do so again. She was a servant after all, and even if Wang Gege was a concubine, she was still the concubine of the Eighth Master.

She glanced at Sheng Huan and felt that her previous actions should have frightened her.

She looked around and called three maids: "You guys, take Princess Wang to Yunshu Pavilion in Tinglan Courtyard."

She never mentioned the court doctor, and Sheng Huan pretended not to know.

After giving the order, she looked at Sheng Huan and said, "Gege Niu Hulu, let's go."

Sheng Huan nodded.

Soon, they arrived at the Eighth Lady's Xinxue Courtyard.

Qingyun came out quickly. When she saw Sheng Huan, her eyes moved slightly. Then she looked at Nanny Sun with some confusion and asked:

"Madame Sun, why is there only one princess?"

Nanny Sun was obviously very nice to Qingyun, and her tone was not harsh: "Maybe Princess Wang is not feeling well. She fainted on the way here. I asked a few maids to help her back to Yunshu Pavilion first."

Qingyun heard this and nodded in understanding, then bowed slightly towards Sheng Huan:

"I am Qingyun, the maidservant of the concubine, and Niu Hulu Gege'an."

After all, he had just arrived, so Sheng Huan nodded and smiled: "Miss Qingyun is polite."

Qingyun and Nanny Sun felt even more depressed when they saw this. They looked at each other. Princess Niu Hulu seemed to be quite patient and had a good complexion. After all, their master was a man, and this was their own woman bestowed by the Emperor, so it would be hard not to enjoy her.

Qingyun's expression turned cold. "Fujin hasn't woken up yet. Princess Niu Hulu has arrived early. Please wait here for a while. I will go in and inform her first."

Qingyun behaved very properly and could not find any fault with her. She did not think there was anything wrong with the Eighth Lady still sleeping in broad daylight.

"Then I'll have to trouble Miss Qingyun."

Sheng Huan was secretly sarcastic in his heart, how could he believe it? If that was true, why did he send Nanny Sun to pick her up? But he didn't show it on his face. After all, the situation was stronger than he was now, and it was not shameful to lie low.

After Qingyun left, Nanny Sun also followed.

inside the house

Nanny Sun immediately told the Eighth Lady about Wang Gege's matter, and finally said, "Lady, do you think there are any other arrangements for Wang Gege?"

The Eighth Lady raised her lips with an extremely cold smile: "You did a good job. Since she is sick, she is not suitable to serve the Master. I don't think she will recover in ten days or half a month."

She casually revealed a bit of malice: "Let her live in Yunshu Pavilion in peace these days. Her health is so poor, I think she will not be able to survive in a few years."

"What Fu Jin said is true. After all, I am a loser. Just don't blame me for acting on my own."

The Eighth Lady shook her head, her eyes dimmed, and she suddenly looked up at a staggering figure outside the window, and said casually:

"As for Princess Niu Hulu, she came here with Princess Wang, so I guess she doesn't want her to be alone..."

……

Sheng Huan knew the whole conversation in the room through Pu Hua's description.

She naturally knew that her standing here was a show of force from the Eighth Lady. After all, she had just entered the mansion and had no foundation. Now it would be best if she could have a good time and exhaust people's hearts.

Her move was not actually very clever, but her status naturally made her superior to everyone else. What's more, this was her yard and these were her people, so everyone would keep it secret for her.

In the previous life, the original owner and Princess Wang stood here for more than two hours, until the Eighth Prince was about to return from court, and then the Eighth Lady let them in.

After entering, when serving tea, the original owner's hand was scalded by the tea, and Wang Gege was no better, her face was directly scalded and disfigured. Later, the two of them stayed in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Thinking of how Wang Gege pretended to faint just now, a dark color flashed across Sheng Huan's eyes.

As time passed, no one came out of the house, and the sun was high in the sky, scorching the earth, and the temperature was rising higher and higher.

After all, Sheng Huan was not an ordinary person. He was not afraid of the scorching sun or standing for a long time. In fact, because of the sun's shining, the spiritual power in this body that had almost no spiritual power began to quietly become stronger.

She began to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon openly.

She was even trying to force out a few drops of spiritual blood. After all, everyone could see the murderous intent of the Eighth Concubine towards her. In other words, if the Eighth Concubine was in good health, it would be detrimental to her subsequent actions.

What she needs is an Eighth Concubine lying on the bed. After all, the original owner's wish made her angry to death. She cannot die now, and the Eighth Concubine cannot be replaced at the moment.

Sheng Huan thought that it would be more beneficial than harmful for the Eighth Lady to call her over this time. After all, she could take action immediately.

inside the house

The Eighth Lady had finished her breakfast. She rinsed her mouth, took the handkerchief handed to her by the maid, wiped her hands, and spoke lazily.

"How's that one out there?"

Qing Duo, who had just returned from the surveillance, immediately said, "Her legs are shaking. I don't think she can hold on for much longer."

The Eighth Lady was a little impatient: "Hasn't the commotion started yet?"

Qing Duo shook her head: "After all, she was selected from the palace, so she knows some rules."

The Eighth Lady sneered, "I thought she was a girl with a temper. If she doesn't make a scene, I won't be able to punish her."

Qingyun bowed and cautiously advised: "Fujin, after all, it was given by the palace. The emperor may be watching, so it is better to be modest. It will not be good if the master knows about it."

This is the first time that His Majesty has personally bestowed an appointment, so we have to give him face. It’s okay that Fu Jin doesn’t have to face His Majesty, but they have to face their master. What if they anger him and blame their master?

The Eighth Lady also understood this truth, and did not want her husband to be punished because of her, so she said calmly: "It's getting late, and the master will be back soon, let her in."

"Yes."

After Qingyun left, the Eighth Lady ordered directly: "Qingduo, have someone prepare the tea." She paused, a gloomy look flashed across her brows: "It's boiling hot."