When Zhiying struggled on the delivery bed until the night, two more meals were added in the middle, and her voice was hoarse, and finally the child was born safely.

Wen Po picked up the child from a puddle of amniotic fluid and blood, and neatly wiped the filth from his mouth and nose, and the child let out a loud cry.

"Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the lady, you are a little county lord!" Wen Po said happily.

Zhiying fainted as early as the moment she heard the child's crying, and Cui Yi was even more frightened by her crooked head and her soul was almost gone, so neither of them heard what Wen Po said.

Wen Po looked lonely as snow, cut the umbilical cord with a knife in her hand, and tied it well, and silently took the child to take a bath.

Langyue called Xiaoqiu and asked her to send someone into the palace to report the good news to the emperor and queen and Concubine Duan, and stay in the room to clean the delivery bed. Cui Yi helped to hug people, but it was quickly cleaned up, but when the prince said that he wanted to carry people back to the main house, she stopped: "A woman can't blow the wind after giving birth, the prince takes people out like this, in case the wind blows a little cold, and the root of the illness can be a lifelong thing, so let the lady be confined in this house." ”

Cui Yi watched her clean up the bed, wiped Zhiying's body again, and said quite unpleasantly: "I wronged her, it's not good for this king." ”

Lang Yue said with a smile: "When the husband and wife inevitably have misunderstandings and quarrels, as long as they still have each other in their hearts, it doesn't matter, Mrs. will definitely not blame the prince in her heart." ”

Cui Yi nodded silently, still sitting down on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhiying intently, waiting for her to wake up.

Wen Po washed and wrapped the child and handed it to the wet nurse who was waiting outside.

When Zhiying woke up, it was already noon the next day, her stomach was grumbling with hunger, her whole body was sore when she moved, she couldn't even lift a finger, and she opened her mouth and made a hoarse sound: "Xiaoqiu......"

Cui Yi, who was sitting in a chair and napping, woke up instantly: "Zhiying!" ”

Zhiying couldn't help but smile: "What about Xiaoqiu? ”

Xiaoqiu happened to come in with ginseng soup, and when she saw Cui Yi by the bedside, she knew that Zhiying was awake, so she hurriedly stepped forward: "Madame is awake?" Drink this ginseng soup quickly, the hundred-year-old ginseng that Concubine Duan's mother specially asked someone to send. ”

Ho! Can you eat as much as you like? Holding profit subconsciously shrank away.

"Madame, don't worry, Mrs. Cheng checked it before letting the slave and maid send it to the kitchen." Xiaoqiu deserves to be a personal maid, and immediately guessed her worries and quickly explained.

This is about the same, Zhiying was relieved, and Cui Yi helped her to sit up and lean on the head of the bed: "Sister Cheng has been here?" ”

Cui Yi said: "I came here in the morning, and you haven't woken up yet, she cut your pulse, and told Langyue a few words before going back, saying that she would come to see you in two days." ”

Zhiying nodded, took a sip of the ginseng soup fed by Xiaoqiu, and asked, "What about the child?" ”

"The nurse fell asleep after feeding," Xiaoqiu turned around and pointed to the cradle at the foot of the bed, "The slave maid brought it over to show Madame?" ”

Xiaoqiu hugged the sleeping child to the bed, Zhiying took the swaddling clothes, looked at the child's red and wrinkled little face, and couldn't help bending her head to kiss it. Cui Yi suddenly asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?" ”

Zhiying looked at him in surprise: "I should ask this, right, didn't Wen Po say it?" ”

Xiao Qiu sneered and said: "It's the little county lord, after the lady fainted, the prince was frightened, probably didn't hear it." ”

Girls...... The two of them fell silent at the same time, so that the title of Princess Wu was bound to fall to another family, Zhiying shrugged her shoulders pretending to be indifferent, and rubbed her daughter's face with her fingers lovingly: "Daughter, my daughter is my father's little padded jacket." ”

"Give me a hug, you can drink soup first." Cui Yi stretched out his hand and gestured, as if he was hesitating how to hold it.

No one mentioned what Emperor Jianyuan said on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, as if there was no such thing, holding Ying obediently drinking ginseng soup, Cui Yi carefully holding his daughter to watch.

During the confinement period, Cheng Fengyi came to visit several times, and talked about the marriage contract with Zhiying, and when he talked about it, he talked about Emperor Jianyuan's decision, Cheng Fengyi sighed for a long time, and was unhappy for what happened to her, and Zhiying felt that it didn't matter - "The child is innocent, and no one can change the emperor's decision, so why think about this stubble every day." ”

Fortunately, Emperor Jianyuan was not so cold-blooded and ruthless as to marry Cui Yi when she was in confinement, or no matter how big the profit was, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Zhiying gave birth to a child here, and there was no movement on her mother's side, not to mention that she came to visit, and she didn't even mean to say hello, although the monks of Wuwangfu Temple did not lack a stick of incense from his eldest grandson, but as a father, he didn't care about it, not to mention that Cui Yi was unhappy, and even the people next to him couldn't stand it.

"Ling Zun has done such a desperate job, Madame still doesn't feel very comfortable in her heart," Bailizan came to visit, and when he sat outside and talked to her about it, his tone was quite regretful, "Even if it is to avoid suspicion, it is too unnatural, no matter what, Madame is also the biological daughter of the eldest grandson, and she is a young lady like the crown princess, and in the face of the struggle for imperial power, human nature is so cold." ”

Zhiying sat on the bed and teased the child, and said indifferently: "I just want to be worthy of my conscience, my parents gave birth to me for fifteen years, if you only treat me as a stepping stone to prosperity, then let them go, it is useless to say more." ”

Bailizan nodded with emotion, and asked again: "Madame gave birth to a little county lord, the emperor has made a promise, and he will definitely arrange family affairs for the prince after a while, what arrangements will Madame make next?" ”

Zhiying glanced at him through the bead curtain and said, "Sir, the person that Mr. is loyal to is the prince, so it doesn't sound appropriate to ask, right?" ”

Bailizan smiled disappreciatively.

Zhiying sighed, handed over the sleeping child to the nurse to take away, and said melancholy: "I don't know what to do, after my wife passes the door, I won't live in this courtyard, and the prince is not often at home on weekdays, and he can't see each other for three days, what will happen in the future...... It's hard to say. ”

"Madame doesn't believe in the prince?"

"Believe what? I believe that he will not pretend to be someone else in his heart? ”

Bailizan was silent, and smiled lightly: "It is common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, even if the prince likes other women, what am I qualified to say?" Believe it or not, think it or not, the result is the same. ”

After being silent for a long time, Bailizan said: "Actually, I came here today and wanted to say something to my wife. ”

"What?" When he asked, Zhiying also remembered, "Is it a rumor in the house?" Recently, I have not had enough energy, but I forgot about this stubble, and it should be a counter-plan. ”

Bailizan then told Cui Huan's conspiracy and the process of cracking it, and Zhiying listened and nodded constantly: "This plan is not strict, I am afraid that only the prince will be fooled, but why the prince suspects that there is something between Mr. and me, I don't understand." ”

"I suspect that this is not just a counter-plot, if it is just to make the prince suspect me, there is no need to involve Madame, and that day Miss Xie hurt people, and only the people in the house will know about sending Madame back."

Zhiying rubbed her temples: "Serial scheme? But why me? Although I have made a lot of suggestions on the big and small things in this house, it is the prince who makes the final decision, how can I attract hidden arrows for no reason? ”

"I'm afraid that there is a mole in the house, no matter how low-key the lady is, the one in the palace knows everything." Bailizan hit the nail on the head and pointed out the crux of the problem.

Zhiying frowned with a headache, and always felt that her head was a little insufficient recently: "The prince and the prince have never dealt with each other, and there have been no newcomers in the mansion recently, how can there be a traitor?" ”

Baili Zan said solemnly: "It may not be the recent, dark chess is always used at a critical time, and the lady is about to give birth a month ago, which is the best opportunity to separate the prince and his wife." ”

Zhiying nodded silently, slowly recalling the flow of people in the house before and after the day he was kicked, it seemed that there were no other newcomers except for Lang Yue and Yang Qiong.

One of the two of them is a mole? In terms of chance, both of them were present when they were kicked, and they both had the opportunity to see it, but Rongyue has never gone out since she entered the palace, and it seems unlikely that she wants to deliver the news to the queen, and she used to be the person of the concubine, and she was seen through by herself, unless she has a handle in the queen's hands, she will not be stupid enough to be a traitor.

So...... Is it Yang Qiong?

Although I don't believe that he will be a traitor, it is undeniable that Yang Qiong should have been the prince's person, and she was the first to dig it up, and Yang Qiong was blank for a long time between receiving her money and going to the barracks to report, what did he do? Could it be that he was bought by the crown prince and then took the opportunity to install it in the Wuwang Mansion?

Zhiying thought about it, and felt that it was wrong, if he wanted to be a traitor, then he shouldn't go to the barracks, he had already opened the door to him, and it was better to go directly to the palace to be a family than to go to the Huozi Camp as a recruit, maybe it would be faster to be discovered by Cui Yi in what year and month, right?

And he also risked losing one hand to block an arrow for Cui Yi, but if he was just undercover, there was no need to do this, right?

"Ma'am?"

Bailizan said apologetically: "I shouldn't have asked questions when my wife was confined, but I still have a doubt, and the prince also has it." ”

Zhiying exhaled tiredly, leaned back in the pillow and looked at the bed tent: "Say it." ”

"Madame really heard Ling Zun mention it before recommending me to the prince?"

When Zhiying heard this, she sat up straight instantly, opened her mouth several times and couldn't speak, and finally fell back back in a wilting manner: "Yes...... Yes, though...... Dad only mentioned it once, I just ...... Just passing by the atrium. ”

Bailizan frowned and pondered for a moment, then hesitated: "Madame, do you remember who Ling Zun talked to about me at that time?" ”

This nonsense, where is she going to find a scapegoat now? Zhiying wanted to cry without tears, secretly complaining that he shouldn't have had much to do in the first place, and it would be good to wait for Bailizan to come to the door by himself, but he couldn't end it now, and he really lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot.

"Since the third prince can use the name of my old friend to make a counter-plot, he should be familiar with him, and Mrs. has also said before that the third prince and the prince are in the same group, so the eldest grandson who is the prince is very likely to have seen my old friend, maybe he was the one who talked to Ling Zun and mentioned me that day." Bailizan didn't know what Zhiying was worried about, but she was trying to remember, so she reminded.

Hey, a ready-made scapegoat from the sky? Zhiying's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "What's that person's name?" ”

Bailizan replied, "He only said to me that he was a character, as for the name......"

Fuzhi!

Holding the breath of suffocation.

That is the word of the poison strategist under the command of the third prince Cui Huan, known as the ghost genius - Shan Jian!