"Auntie, don't worry, the slave will definitely send your heart over. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The painting went down with the gift box, leaving Cheng Jingjing alone in her thoughts.

According to the past custom, everyone gathered in the main hall to have a family banquet on the night of the Double Ninth Festival, but this year there was no Long Yuer, and the banquet was even more deserted.

Cheng Jingjing sat in the position that belonged to Long Yu'er, but she didn't look abrupt at all. Now she is calm and calm, no one dares to talk about her behind her back, and no one dares to deliberately provoke and speak disrespectfully to her.

"Seeing my sister sitting there, I can't help but think of some people and things......"

When everyone was eating the banquet, Zhuang Hanxue suddenly put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and said such a seemingly unintentional sentence to Cheng Jingjing.

Cheng Jingjing was not afraid of her, and asked along with her words: "Did the princess think of someone, and the slave maid is willing to listen to her." ”

"It's not a big deal," Zhuang Hanxue picked up the handkerchief and wiped her mouth and said: "Last year's Double Ninth Festival, it was Long Yu'er who sat in that position, and now it has been replaced by your sister, who looks a little weird, and always feels that the two of you are a little similar between your eyebrows." But sister, I'm just talking about it, don't care. ”

The princess laughed, the slave maid was just a little maid, how could she dare to compare with the eldest lady of General Long's family. ”

Cheng Jingjing picked up her wine glass and drank it indifferently, she didn't hear that Zhuang Hanxue's words alluded to her bad luck, but she was too lazy to quarrel with her at such a time, which made Prince An unhappy.

Sure enough, Yang An, who was sitting in the middle, said: "Princess, today is the Double Ninth Festival, what do you mean by mentioning such irrelevant people, do you want to sweep away everyone's interest?"

"The prince is angry," Zhuang Hanxue said unhurriedly: "The concubine just touched the scene, and for a while felt that things were wrong." Now that King An's Mansion is about to usher in a happy event, the concubines are just waiting for Sister Cheng to hurry up and spread the branches for you. ”

Her words hit Cheng Jingjing's sore spot impartially, everyone knows that Aunt Cheng lost her six-month-old fetus not long ago, and now her body is not well, where is there any possibility of getting pregnant again.

Seeing that Cheng Jingjing's face became ugly, Yang An said: "This king asked you to come over tonight for a family banquet, so don't mention other things." ”

"Jingjing, don't care. Wen Miao patted Cheng Jingjing's hand under the table and quietly comforted her.

"I'm fine," Cheng Jingjing said lightly, "Let's eat." ”

At this time, Zhuang Hanxue said to Yang An: "Lord, the concubine doesn't know if she should talk about it here, in fact, it's not a big deal, if the prince feels annoyed, the concubine will go back and talk to you in person." ”

Yang An saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, frowned and said, "If there is anything to say here, is the princess blaming the king for not knowing things like this?"

"The concubine didn't mean that," Zhuang Hanxue pretended to blame herself: "Actually, the concubine didn't know when she was pregnant, and the concubine only found out when the imperial doctor came over yesterday." ”

"Click-" The spoon in Cheng Jingjing's hand slipped to the ground, and the painting hurriedly bent down to help her pick it up.

Zhuang Hanxue looked at her secretly proudly, and the evil breath in her heart decreased a lot. She has been in the Anwang Mansion for four years, and finally waited for this day of raising her eyebrows, and she also thanked Cheng Jingjing, a slut, for inadvertently helping her.

"Since the princess is pregnant, let's go back and rest early, and drink less wine. ”

However, Yang An didn't look very happy, and just told her a few words as usual. A trace of loss flashed in Zhuang Hanxue's eyes, but she pretended to be relieved and said: "Thank you for your concern, the concubine is just pregnant, and it doesn't matter if you sit for a while." As the princess of the palace, if the concubine is absent, it will be indecent. ”

"Slave maid congratulations to the princess for her noble son," at this time, Cheng Jingjing unexpectedly toasted her with a glass of wine: "Last year, Long Yu'er also found out that she was pregnant here, but I didn't expect that it would be your turn to be pregnant this year, it seems that this is really a treasure of feng shui." The slave maid drank this cup first, you are free. ”

"What are these words," Huaiyu on the other side couldn't help but whisper: "Are you cursing our princess and Long Yu'er to an end." ”

Zhuang Hanxue gave her a warning look, and then said to the other two with a pleasant face: "This princess is pregnant now, and the two younger sisters have to work harder to make this Anwang Mansion lively." ”

Cheng Jingjing sneered in her heart, whether this child can be born is still a mystery, let her be proud for a while.

The family banquet ended soon, Huaiyu helped her master back to Luofeng Courtyard, and seeing that there was no one else around, she said unabashedly: "That Cheng Jingjing really doesn't take you as the princess at all, and at the family banquet tonight, you will also call the princess a dragon concubine, which is simply ill-intentioned." ”

"Now she can only play tricks," Zhuang Hanxue sat down and said with a lonely expression: "What makes this princess care is the attitude of the princess, why is the prince not so happy when he hears the news of this princess's pregnancy......"

"The prince has always been a person who is not good at expressing joy and anger, you don't have to mind," Huaiyu said sweetly: "Maybe, the prince is happy in his heart." When your child, the princess, is born, the prince can finally have his own child. ”

"You are the best at talking," Zhuang Hanxue laughed, stroked her belly that had not yet bulged and said: "The first child in this palace must be born by this princess, as for those who are not important, it depends on the mood of this princess." But tonight, Cheng Jingjing's attitude really made this princess unable to see through, could it be that she knew something that she shouldn't know?"

Suspicious and sensitive, she thought for a moment, and instructed Huaiyu: "Call the slave named Wei Quan over, and this princess wants to ask if he has kept his mouth and not talking nonsense." ”

"Yes. Huaiyu answered.

Not long after, I saw her walk in in a panic. She looked nervous and leaned into Zhuang Hanxue's ear and said, "Princess, something is wrong, I heard that Wei Quan died a month ago!"

"What?" Zhuang Hanxue frowned and asked, "Dead? Why are you dead? This princess didn't order anyone to deal with him." ”

"I heard...... I heard that he was scolded to death by Cheng Jingjing's cane. After Huaiyu finished speaking, he timidly stepped aside.

Sure enough, Zhuang Hanxue scolded angrily: "What are you all doing, how could you let him fall into the hands of Cheng Jingjing! I don't know how many things that the dog slave said that shouldn't be said, you quickly call Wen Miao over, this princess has something to ask her!"

"The slave and maid are gone. ”

Huaiyu hurriedly ran out, and walked in with Wen Miao after a while.

"It's so late, what's the matter with my sister coming to me? You're pregnant, so you'd better go to bed early. ”

Seeing Wen Miao standing there like a nobody, the anger in Zhuang Hanxue's heart was even stronger, and she said coldly: "This princess asks you, does Cheng Jingjing already know about Wei Quan?"