Chapter 15: Deep Crisis

Jiuyu may never have thought that she would experience so many intrigues after getting married, she thought that she had experienced a lot in the past ten years in Murong Mansion, but she didn't expect that when she arrived in Changping Palace, she would also experience so much.

After returning to the palace, Jiuyu locked herself in her room, closed the door, and did not say a word. Red Sleeves and Bixiang were in a hurry at the door.

In desperation, I had to find the prince. King Changping stood at the door for a long time, and finally gently buckled the door. "Red Sleeves, I want to be quiet now, you guys should step back first." Such a sentence came from the room, and Su Zisheng sighed silently, "It's me." ”

Jiuyu was silent for a long time, and then opened the door, the moment the door opened, Jiuyu's eyes were still red and swollen, but her expression was as cold as ice. She made a regular salute, "Lord Jin'an." ”

"You and I don't have to be so polite."

"Etiquette is the most important thing." At this moment, although there was nothing wrong with Jiu Yu in front of him, his whole face showed sadness and conformity, which made Su Zisheng feel very guilty.

"When I entered the palace today, I heard that I saw a concubine. What can be said? ”

Jiuyu smiled slightly, invited King Changping into the room, and then sat respectfully on the chair next to her, "There is nothing to say about family life." ”

"Is it embarrassing for you?"

"It's embarrassing, at most it's just a joke and a mockery."

Su Zisheng sighed, and slowly stood up, "I know that you are still angry about Zhan Hongyan's matter, I have already told you the reason for the matter, if you feel uncomfortable, I won't go to see her." ”

Jiu Yu smiled lightly, "There must be a few side concubines on the side of the prince, there must be only the husband and princess, I really don't care too much, the prince doesn't have to worry too much, and I don't have to alienate the concubine because of my thoughts, she ...... After all, she is the cousin and niece of the Queen Mother. ”

Su Zisheng seemed to have understood what Jiuyu was bothering about, so he said, "No matter what, Murong Jiuyu will be the eternal concubine of my King Changping." Su Zisheng gently held Jiuyu's hands, and Jiuyu, who was already disheartened, suddenly felt a trace of warmth in his heart when he touched these warm hands.

She paused, and then swallowed her saliva obviously, "Why didn't the prince go out today?" ”

"I'm just going to go home, I want to rest for a few days, what do you want to play and eat today?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Take you out for a walk, stay in this house all day, I must be suffocating."

Seeing this, the hanging hearts of Red Sleeves and Bixiang were also put down, and Su Zisheng took Jiuyu to wander around the city every day for the past two days, buying what he liked, playing whatever he liked, and Jiuyu smiled like a flower like a child every day.

At this time, in Pei's Mansion, Xia Yuyan sat in front of the window, facing the sun, stitches and threads passed through the silk in her hand, and the maid came over from behind and put tea and snacks on the table.

"Yu'er, you said that the moment this silk thread passes through the silk, will the silk hurt?" After saying that, Xia Yuyan's big tears fell down and wet the handkerchief in her hand.

Yu'er sighed slightly, stood behind her and didn't say anything, the entire Pei Mansion knew that since Pei Qianhao returned to the mansion, he had never entered Xia Yuyan's room, and the unpleasant rumors in the mansion made Xia Yuyan a little overwhelmed, Pei Qianhao was obeying his father's orders on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was testing what Luo Yanqing's purpose was when he married, how could there be other people in his heart, all he was thinking about was the Murong Jiuyu who was in the Changping Palace, and was in crisis everywhere.

That day, Xia Yuyan was tidying up the poems and books in the room, and the sound of footsteps came from behind, thinking it was Yu'er, so she didn't look back, and said, "Just put the refreshments there." Then she was still sorting out the poetry books in her hands, only to hear a man's voice behind her, the voice was a little familiar but also a little unfamiliar, Xia Yuyan slowly turned around, Pei Qianhao who was standing in front of her really surprised her, and the poetry book in her hand fell to the ground with a snap. Pei Qianhao stepped forward and picked it up, "This is what you wrote?" ”

Among the many books, there are a few small letters written by Xia Yuyan.

Looking for a thousand bags, the remaining night, tonight the moon is lonely.

The moon is swaying, it is unintentional, the red makeup is intentional, and the wind blows away for a long time.

How to recall the meeting of gold and jade, when the love begins and ends.

Looking at the snow, the wind comes, Yi looks at each other, and when the moon bends, you have to return.

Pinning hope on the spring breeze to send warmth, if you meet, you have never met, and you will meet Lang.

Xia Yuyan hurriedly took the poetry book in Pei Qianhao's hand and the few immature small block letters. Then nodded pausely, lowered his head and didn't speak, Pei Qianhao smiled with his eyebrows, and sighed at the woman's perception of poetry and books. "Tell me, what is written in this poem?"

"Don't you know?"

"A book of poetry, 10,000 people read 10,000 solutions, but no one will know what kind of state of mind the person who wrote the poem is, so I want to hear from you."

Xia Yuyan poured a cup of tea for Pei Qianhao, and then sat at the table, "This poem, it's just when you can't sleep at night, you have nothing to do, and you feel it, Jin Naifujun, Yu Nai Yuyan, waiting for her husband's return on a moonlit night, but the red makeup is intentional, I don't know when, the moon is full and the moon is bent, and a few months have passed in the blink of an eye, I can only place hope on the spring breeze, and many words are just to see the husband who has never met." ”

Pei Qianhao, who said this, felt warm in his heart, and gently took a sip of tea, "Didn't you think that this Pei Mansion also has aged tea?" Xia Yuyan hurriedly saluted and said, "Yuyan didn't know that her husband was coming, so she didn't prepare." I ask for your forgiveness. ”

Pei Qianhao helped Yu Yan up, "I never said to blame you, I'm afraid that the person below will bully you if I have never been to your room." ”

"No one has ever bullied Yu Yan, husband, don't be careful."

Pei Qianhao smiled coldly, "I've been in Pei's Mansion for so many years, I've seen a lot, I know if you don't say it." I've wronged you during this time. ”

Just these few words spread throughout Pei's Mansion, and the maids and servants were all grass on the wall, and all the delicious and useful ones were sent to Yu Yan's room. There is no need to command, everyone will come to offer their hospitality, although Pei Qianhao still has never gone to Xia Yuyan's room to spend the night, but the two of them have been studying poetry and books together all day long, and everyone in Pei's Mansion is afraid that they can also see the direction of the wind, and they are all inclined to be inflammatory, disgusting and tight.

A few days later, when Pei Qianhao and Xia Yuyan were wandering around the market, they felt a little tired, so they came to the teahouse to rest for a while, and happened to meet Murong Jiuyu who walked in, Jiuyu's face had a hint of sickness, and when she saw Xia Yuyan and Pei Qianhao in front of her, she smiled slightly, "How can Pei Gongzi have time to hang out with his wife today?" ”

Xia Yuyan hurriedly asked Jiuyu to sit down.

Pei Qianhao just pursed her lips after seeing Jiu Yu, she didn't know what to say, she just nodded suddenly, Xia Yuyan smiled lightly, "Why does the princess look a little sick today?" ”

"I've been feeling unwell for more than half a month in recent days."

"My mother was born as a medical woman, so I have studied medicine since I was a child, and now if the princess can trust me, can you let me diagnose the princess's pulse?"

Jiu Yu nodded and stretched out her hand, Xia Yuyan's slender fingers lightly touched Jiu Yu's wrist, Pei Qianhao looked at the slightly sickly Jiu Yu in front of her with a nervous expression.

After diagnosing her pulse, the corners of Xia Yuyan's mouth rose slightly, and then she looked at Jiuyu, "Are you weak and lose your appetite these days?" ”

Jiuyu nodded and said, "Exactly. ”

"Congratulations to the princess, this pulse is a happy pulse."

At this moment, only Xia Yuyan was smiling, Pei Qianhao did not have half a smile on his face, I don't know why his heart was turning over at the moment, now that Murong Jiuyu is pregnant with the prince's child, in that Changping Palace, which is in crisis step by step, how should Jiuyu who is pregnant with a child deal with herself. His mind was full of worry now.

Xia Yuyan sensed that the atmosphere was wrong at this time, and turned her head slightly to look at Pei Qianhao, "Why is your face so ugly?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Pei Qianhao came back to his senses at this time, "No...... It's nothing. Congratulations to the princess. ”

How much courage does it take to say this congratulations, Jiu Yu lowered her eyes, she didn't know whether to be sad or happy at this moment, if she could have proposed that her sweetheart was Pei Qianhao earlier, if she hadn't poured the prince's sedan chair for Murong Wan back then, if she had been able to abandon her family back then. Could it be that the Mrs. Pei who is with Pei Qianhao now will be her?

Jiuyu let out a long sigh and gently touched her lower abdomen, the prince has not been in his room for a long time, the last time he was in his room was two months ago, that Zhanhong Aya is really very powerful, just because she blocked such a knife for the prince, Su Zisheng owes her in this life.

After returning to the house, Red Sleeves walked over, "Why has Miss Today been out for so long?" ”

"I'm pregnant, didn't you already know?" Jiuyu sat on the chair next to her with a low face. Bi Xiang sighed, "Pregnant? Red Sleeves bit her lip and didn't speak, just knelt down with a calm face.

"Why are you hiding it from Miss? Don't even tell me? Bi Xiang anxiously looked at the red sleeves who didn't speak

"I knew early that Miss was pregnant, and Red Sleeves was a doctor since childhood, how could I not notice it, but I didn't want Miss to be pregnant with the prince's child, if Miss married Pei Gongzi back then, she must have been cared for in the palm of her hand, but now? The prince has not stepped into the east room for almost two months, has he ever had a young lady in his heart? Hearing Red Sleeves' words, Jiuyu sighed slightly.

"My tonic has already added fetal herbs."

Red Sleeves nodded, and Jiuyu raised her head slightly to look at her, "I want to thank you for not making the decision to kill my child." Now the prince will not set foot in my room for a few months, and if I lose this child, I am afraid that there will really be nothing. Jiuyu gently stroked her flat lower abdomen.

Seeing Jiuyu's current appearance, the eyes of the red sleeves were full of distress, and Bixiang's tears were also rolling in her eyes, and she didn't speak for a long time, and the entire east room was full of tranquility for a moment. Jiuyu was still struggling with whether to tell the king of Changping that Zhan Hongyan had already visited.

"Sister welcomes my sister's uninvited guest?" Zhan Hongya's favorite thing is this bold and generous character, a pair of Danfeng eyes charming tight, which may have a lot to do with her often fighting on the battlefield, maybe a man who is used to seeing Miss Boudoir will be tempted by such a woman in military costume. Zhan Hongyan always wears a white dress in the house, never wears a Luo skirt, a white linen pants, and her hair is never tied into a bun, just tied up casually, like a man's heroism.