Now that no one in this palace can move her a penny, Zhuang Hanxue is crazy, and Wen Miao can't make waves, but she is not worried about any accidents to the fetus. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Madame, are you going for a walk in the garden today?"

Just as Cheng Jingjing was sewing the small clothes in her hand, the painting walked in from outside.

"It's okay," Cheng Jingjing put down the needle and thread in her hand, stretched her waist and said, "Today, the prince finally stopped nagging in my ear, I want to go to the lotus pond and breathe fresh air." He has been pestering me in the house for the past few days, and my children and I are going to get moldy. ”

"Isn't the prince worried about your mother and son," Hua Pan put the cloak on her and said with a smile: "The princess's child is about to be born, and the princess is more nervous than anyone else now." ”

"He's not nervous, he's nervous." Cheng Jingjing complained slightly.

At this time, the painting said: "Although there is a big sun today, but the autumn wind is cold, the princess had better go out for a while and come back, otherwise it will be difficult for the slave to explain to the prince if she catches a cold." ”

"With you, it's hard for me to stay long."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked out of the house together.

The autumn sun really warmed people, and when Cheng Jingjing was walking in the corridor, she suddenly remembered that there was a path next to her that led to Jinting Garden.

"Painting, how is Zhuang Hanxue now?" She asked, looking over there.

"Why did the princess suddenly mention this person?" The painting replied cautiously: "Princess Zhuang is now confined in Jinting Yuan and can't enter at will, only a maid sends her three meals a day on weekdays, and the other things are not clear, I heard that the prince has never seen her since that day." ”

"An unkempt crazy woman, the prince naturally won't want to see her."

Cheng Jingjing snorted coldly and said: "Now Chen'er has regarded me as her own mother, and the prince also hates her to the core, this is the end of being unkind." Since you just happened to come here, you can come with me to take a look. ”

"The princess is about to give birth now, and the slave is afraid that Princess Zhuang will hurt you." The painting said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm in my own way."

Cheng Jingjing walked forward after speaking, ignoring the obstruction of the painting. When they walked to Jinting Garden, they found that the courtyard was covered with fallen leaves, as if no one had cleaned them for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that there was usually a maid to deliver food, Cheng Jingjing really thought that the woman would have died inside.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the house, and I saw Zhuang Hanxue running out in a frenzy. When she saw the two of them, her eyes rushed towards Cheng Jingjing fiercely.

"Princess, be careful!"

Huabian hurriedly blocked the front with his body, Zhuang Hanxue grabbed her arm, and shouted hoarsely: "Help me, help me, a ghost is coming to eat me!" ”

At this time, Cheng Jingjing noticed that there were blood marks on her wrists, and her body seemed to be blue and purple, so she frowned and asked, "What's going on, why does she have so many scars on her body?" ”

The painting also found an abnormality, she pushed Zhuang Hanxue to the ground, and said breathlessly: "The slave and maid don't know, you have to ask the maid who delivered the meal, maybe the enemy from the past came to seek revenge." ”

"Also, she used to do a lot of evil, even if she was crazy, others would not let her go."

Cheng Jingjing looked coldly at Zhuang Hanxue who was playing with fallen leaves on the ground, and suddenly she remembered someone in her mind, and then she suddenly realized.

"Heh, I know who it is," she sneered, "This kind of dark and dirty thing must have been done by that woman Wen Miao." On weekdays, she pretends to be weak and ignorant in front of people, but behind her back, she poisons a crazy woman, and there is no one else who can do this kind of thing except her. ”

"Princess, do you want to tell the prince about this?" The painting asked cautiously.

"If you say it without evidence, the prince won't believe it," Cheng Jingjing said angrily: "And that woman has won the favor of the prince recently, and the prince may not be able to listen to it." ”

"That'...... What is going to happen to this princess now? ”

"Let's go, whether she lives or dies this time depends on her own life."

Cheng Jingjing turned around and left ruthlessly, leaving Zhuang Hanxue alone in the crazy sprinkling of fallen leaves.

After Yang An came back from outside in the evening, the first thing he did was to go to Youlan Courtyard to visit the mother and son. According to the imperial doctor, Jingjing's day of labor is coming soon, and the fetus in her womb will fall to the ground at any time.

During the day, he kept this in his mind, and he didn't even want to stay longer when he was with his old friends. When he entered the house, he found Cheng Jingjing already lying on the bed and asleep.

"The prince is back?"

When Yang An wanted to leave lightly, he saw Cheng Jingjing sit up from the bed.

"Why did you wake up?" Yang An walked over and helped her and said softly; "Did this king wake you up? This king just came to see how you are doing, and then go back. ”

"Don't go," Cheng Jingjing grabbed Yang An's sleeve and said in a coquettish voice: "The concubine wants the prince to sleep with me tonight." ”

didn't expect her to make this request to herself, of course Yang An decisively agreed. After he took off his clothes, he lay down on the bed and hugged Cheng Jingjing.

"Lord Wang," Cheng Jingjing pillowed on Yang An's shoulder and asked softly, "What do you think of Sister Wen?" ”

"How do you mention her?" Yang An thought for a while and said to her: "Miao Miao is a quiet person, if it weren't for her indisputable character, this king would not have left her in the mansion." She and you are good sisters, and this king naturally wants to be kind to her. ”

Hearing the words good sister, Cheng Jingjing smiled bitterly in her heart, and sure enough, Yang An didn't know anything about those things.

"Does the prince have any plans to take Sister Wen as a concubine?"

Hearing her ask, Yang An said unhappily: "This king has promised you that there can only be one princess in this palace." Do you think this king is unfair to Miao? ”

"No," Cheng Jingjing explained: "I just see that there is no concubine in the palace now, and there is only one concubine like me, I'm afraid that the queen mother is ......not satisfied."

"Little fool, you've been messing around all day thinking about something."

Yang An turned over and carefully covered her, tapped her lips and said, "At this time, you don't have to think about others, you just need to take good care of the fetus for this king." After our child was born, we taught him to read and write, ride horses and dance swords, and when he grew up, he would be as good as his mother. ”

"It's really unaccustomed to the prince praising me like this," Cheng Jingjing stretched out her hand to caress his well-defined face, and muttered to herself: "I just hope that this child can live a safe life, brocade clothes and jade food are just a prosperous dream, and peace and security are the most important thing." ”

"Hehe," Yang An's eyes were full of smiles: "This king only hopes that this child will not have a strong temper like his mother." ”

"The prince is joking with me again!" Cheng Jingjing let out a strange sigh, and the whole person shrank into his arms.

Early the next morning, an old eunuch from the palace appeared at the gate of King An's mansion. After the maid brought him in, Yang An knew that he was the person next to the Queen Mother.