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

In the Imperial Palace, Chengqian Palace

Concubine Tong was sitting on the couch embroidering. At this moment, a palace maid came in from outside and whispered something in her ear.

Imperial Concubine Tong's expression remained unchanged as she said calmly, "Your Majesty had originally planned to tour Mongolia this year, but was delayed by the beauty pageant a few days ago. Now that it's over, it will naturally be put on the agenda."

Seeing her master's calmness, the trusted maid became anxious: "Master, the emperor will be in Mongolia for several months. You have been in the palace for many years and have no child yet. If you follow him, wouldn't it be..."

Who would have thought that before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Concubine Tong: "Biyue, you are crossing the line."

"Master, please forgive me." Bi Yue shuddered and quickly knelt down, but she felt in her heart that this was a rare opportunity.

Little Imperial Concubine Tong looked at her and knew what she was thinking. She said indifferently, "Even if we have to go, it has to be the ones that His Majesty favors now. The palace still needs me to stay and take charge."

Concubine Tong thought that only when the Emperor passed away and the concubines followed him, would the harem be peaceful.

Sheng Huan also learned the news that Kangxi was about to tour Mongolia.

We even learned from Kangxi's decision that this time, the Eighth Prince might also go with him, but Kangxi has not made the final decision yet, but it is almost certain.

Thinking of this, she became thoughtful. The prince would bring female relatives with him when he traveled, so it seemed like a good idea for her to go with Yinsi.

Next, it depends on how she plans.

Thinking that the Eighth Lady would soon be bedridden, Sheng Huan thought that after she passed away, he would be even more free from blame.

……

forecourt

As soon as Yinsi arrived outside the courtyard, Qingduo, who had been waiting outside the door, rushed over and knelt down:

"My Lord, our wife is sick, really sick, please go see her."

Yinsi looked at the figure that suddenly rushed over and frowned slightly.

"Lord Baylor!"

Seeing that Yinsi didn't say anything, Qingduo kowtowed quickly.

Yinsi's gentle eyes became deep, with a hint of coolness seeping out, but Qingduo, who was kneeling down, did not see it.

"Go to Xinxueyuan."

It was not until Yinsi took a few steps forward that Qingduo reacted and quickly stood up and followed.

"Snapped!"

"My Lord Beile is trying to criticize me!"

"Bitch, that bitch from the Niu Hulu clan!"

"How dare she be so bold as to provoke Lord Beile to slap my wife in the face!"

The few of them walked all the way to Xinxue Courtyard. Before they entered, they heard the sound of porcelain falling to the ground. In addition, there was the Eighth Lady's angry and angry curses, which were hysterical and terrible.

Yinsi's expression remained unchanged, but his clear eyes narrowed slightly, and his gentle look gradually faded.

He walked straight in without pausing.

Qing Duo followed behind him and heard the noise in the room. She felt something was wrong. Wasn't Fu Jin still in a coma? When did she wake up? She was still like this after waking up. What should she do now that Prince Beile saw her?

"Is Fu Jin dissatisfied with me?"

In the room, the Eighth Concubine, who had gone crazy shortly after waking up, suddenly heard Yinsi's cold voice.

She looked up suddenly, and what caught her eye was a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Master..."

The Eighth Lady's heart trembled. She was still upset after waking up. She was furious because she knew that the prince had not returned after confirming the time with Qingyun. But now, she never expected that the prince would not only come back early, but also see her ugly appearance.

She was so panicked that she didn't even have time to scold the servants for not informing them that the prince was coming.

She hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Yinsi's hands, and explained hastily: "Master, you misunderstood me. I am not dissatisfied with you."

Yinsi lowered his eyes to look at her and saw that her face was not haggard at all. Her cheeks were even still healthy and rosy (because of her temper). Her strength was still very strong and she did not show any sign of weakness. Perhaps because he had seen her in such an ugly state, there was panic in her eyes, but she did not think that it was her fault at all.

Yinsi was not surprised at all. Then, he pried her fingers apart. His voice was still gentle, but it made people shudder:

"In my opinion, the lady is in good health and does not need to see the doctor. I am busy with my affairs in the court, so please do not bother me with these trivial matters in the future."

Having said that, he no longer looked at her and left.

"Master!"

When the Eighth Lady saw this, she was extremely confused and hurriedly chased after him, but unfortunately Yinsi was determined to leave.

……

At night, Yinsi went to Furong Pavilion again.

When Sheng Huan saw him, he was visibly delighted and hurried forward to greet him.

"Good luck to Lord Beile."

Yinsi lifted her hands and said, "No need to be polite."

The two of them entered the inner room and sat on the couch.

Sheng Huan glanced at his expression which was no different from usual, and approached cautiously, a little worried: "Lord Beile, are you unhappy?"

Hearing this, Yinsi lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Why do you think that the master is unhappy?"

Sheng Huan raised her head and slowly moved closer to him. Her eyes fell on his face and her eyebrows knitted in confusion: "I feel like it's a little different from yesterday."

There was genuine concern in her eyes, and her mind was clearly on him.

Seeing this, the depression in his heart inexplicably dissipated, and he asked her calmly, "What's the difference?"

"Here, it's wrinkled."

She thought for a moment, stretched out her hand, and placed her delicate fingertips on his brow, then gently stroked it, as if she was facing her favorite thing.

At that moment, the curve of Yinsi's lips froze, and he stared at the woman in front of him without blinking. He never thought that just the contact last night had made her aware of his emotions.

I don't know what was going on in his mind, maybe because he knew the pure joy the woman had for him, he stopped hiding his emotions and said directly:

"My Lord is indeed unhappy. What are you going to do, Youqing?"

Hearing this, the woman suddenly reached out and then put her arms around his waist.

Yinsi was stunned, and when he reacted, his arms were instantly filled with fragrance.

"Just a hug will do, Lord Beile, don't be sad."

Her voice was soft, gentle and sincere.

Her little hands behind her back were even patting rhythmically, which was very soothing, as if she was comforting a child.

Yinsi's body stiffened slightly. Only then did he realize that the person in his arms was really a very small and soft ball. Holding her like this, she seemed completely embedded in his arms.

Listening to her voice and smelling her fragrance, Yinsi's mood gradually relaxed without him noticing.

"When I was sad before, mother hugged me like this, and then I didn't feel so sad anymore."

"Ah."

Yinsi took the initiative to stretch out his hands and wrap them around the woman's soft and slender waist, turning from a passive position to an active one.

He just held her quietly like that. Sheng Huan didn't say anything. She just let him hold her, and was very obedient.

After a long while, he finally let go. The handsome young man softened his features and looked at her with a smile: "Youqing."

"My Lord." She smiled sweetly, and noticing his relaxed and tolerant attitude, she fell into his arms again the next second.

Yinsi did not stop him and even chuckled. He was truly a man as beautiful as jade and a peerless young man.

Seeing this, she seemed stunned.

"What's going on?" Yinsi laughed.

She grabbed the corner of his clothes, and her hot breath fell on his neck: "My Lord, you are so handsome..."

Yinsi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then inexplicably became dry. He lowered his voice, but still couldn't hide his charm: "Youqing, thank you for your praise. In my opinion, you are the most beautiful woman..."

As he spoke, he had already grasped the woman's small hand with his big hand and exerted some strength.

Now that I'm in a better mood, I naturally want to do something else.

At this time, Zhao Ruisheng, who was guarding outside the door, listened to the noise coming from inside in astonishment. For a long time, he didn't understand how his master was coaxed into submission.

He made a decision secretly. It seemed that he would have to observe Niu Hulu Gege more in the future to see what methods she used. Maybe he could learn from her in the future.