Chu Wanxiang smiled and nodded, and lay back on the bed obediently.

Chu Mohan leaned over and kissed Chu Wanxiang's lips, sucked hard, then let go of her lips, stood up and walked out the door.

Chu Wanxiang looked at Chu Mohan's slender and straight back, revealing a bit of loneliness, and an indescribable sour feeling suddenly rose in her heart.

"Mother, it's time to drink medicine." The palace man held the soup bowl and carefully placed it on the table.

"Well, stand down." Chu Wanxiang picked up the medicine bowl, took a sip of the bitter black medicinal juice, frowned and swallowed, then picked up the embroidery handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, looked at the empty table, and was stunned for a long time before slowly cleaning up her mind and continuing to embroider.

Chu Wanxiang embroidered the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, which is lifelike and very expressive. These days she embroiders the painting every three days, and although the craftsmanship is not too exquisite, she can already see the general shape.

Mrs. Lin walked into the dormitory with the freshly cooked bird's nest soup and saw Chu Wanxiang embroidering. She put down the tray, walked to the couch, and said kindly, "Xiang'er, let's rest quickly, don't embroider too much, hurt your eyes."

Chu Wanxiang raised her eyes and smiled, "Thank you, mother." She reached out and touched her bulging belly: "I've always been sleepy these days, so let's talk to Xiang'er."

Old Madam Lin smiled and agreed, "Okay."

Old Madam Lin sat on the soft floor, and Chu Wanxiang snuggled in her arms, "Mother, do you know where the emperor went?"

Old Madam Lin shook her head, "The emperor is usually very busy, where do you have time to talk to your mother. The emperor is a filial son, no, I heard that Xiang'er was sick, so he rushed over immediately."

"Really?" A layer of mist appeared in Chu Wanxiang's eyes, "I knew that the emperor loved me the most."

Mrs. Lin patted the back of her hand and comforted, "The emperor is good to Xiang'er, and my mother feels distressed when she looks at it."

"Imperial grandmother!"

A clear shout resounded throughout the Qianyuan Palace, and Chu Dulin stepped in quickly, his handsome face was full of surprise, "The imperial sister-in-law is sick, why didn't she tell the imperial brother, it made the imperial brother so worried that he didn't think about tea and dinner." He walked to the couch and held Chu Wanxiang's shoulder: "Imperial sister-in-law, how is it?" What's uncomfortable?"

"I ......" Chu Wanxiang looked at his worried expression, and a deep sense of guilt and apology welled up in her heart. She had been lying to him, pretending to be indifferent even though she was unwell.

Seeing that she was silent, Chu Dulin's heart jumped: "Why don't you speak?"

"No...... It's okay......

Chu Dulin carefully observed her expression, and really couldn't see anything abnormal, but he was still not at ease in his heart, "Sister-in-law, why don't you say something!"

Chu Wanxiang bit her lower lip and hesitated for a long time before she spoke: "Dulin, you...... Do you still like Wanyu?"

Chu Dulin was stunned for a moment, "Why did the imperial sister-in-law ask this? The royal brother has no feelings for Wan Yu, and of course Twilight has long forgotten her." He paused, and suddenly remembered what Chu Wanyu said to him when he was dying, and his heart was inexplicably irritable: "Imperial sister-in-law, why did you suddenly mention her, did the imperial brother tell you something?"

Chu Wanxiang lowered her eyes to hide the complicated emotions in her eyes: "I don't remember what Wan Yu said to me, so I just asked casually."

"Then the imperial sister-in-law will not talk about this person in the future, the imperial brother will definitely be unhappy when he hears it." Chu Dulin said.

Chu Wanxiang smiled slightly: "Okay, Dulin, I won't talk about it in the future."

When Chu Dulin heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Then the imperial sister-in-law has a good rest, and Dulin will come to visit you another day."

Chu Wanxiang whispered "um".

"You can stay and have dinner with me." Chu Dulin retained.

Chu Wanxiang refused.

"Okay, then I'll come back another day."

Sending Chu Dulin away, Chu Wanxiang returned to the bedroom, changed clothes and washed, and lay on the bed with her eyes closed. The images of Chu Mohan and Jiang Qiyun came to mind, Chu Mo's cold and serious expression, and Jiang Qiyun's delicate and beautiful face. Two similar faces appeared in my mind at the same time, alternating as if to occupy the whole heart. She snapped her eyes open, and a look of disgust faded away in her eyes.

She turned around and lay with her back to the wall, silently reciting the mantra in her heart, gradually calming down, and constantly telling herself: this body is just

An impostor, she has to learn to accept her fate.

"Knock~~" There was a knock on the door outside.

"Who?"

"It's a slave." The cowardly voice of the palace man came from outside the door, "The imperial doctor said that you need to drink the decoction on time after you wake up, you should drink the medicine while it is hot."

"Put it there." Chu Wanxiang's voice was a little tired, "I'll drink it myself later."

"Yes."

Chu Wanxiang closed her eyes, and Old Madam Lin and Chu Dulin appeared in her mind, and she was in a heavy mood.

Chu Wanxiang couldn't sleep, so she simply put on a thick fox fur cloak and went to the yard to relax.

The snow stopped, the leaves hung on the branches, and the cold wind rustled. Chu Wanxiang walked slowly towards the Imperial Garden, and saw from a distance that there were many guards in front of him surrounding Chu Mohan.

Chu Wanxiang frowned, quickened her pace, and walked over quickly.

When everyone saw the imperial concubine coming, they knelt down and saluted: "See the imperial concubine."

Chu Wanxiang looked at Chu Mohan, who was talking to Jiang Qiyun about something, and didn't notice her at all. Chu Wanxiang pursed her lips, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

Chu Mohan noticed a cold gaze shooting at him, he turned his head to look over, and happened to collide with Chu Wanxiang's gaze, Chu Mohan was stunned. His Xiang'er was watching him. new

"Your Majesty......" Jiang Qiyun called in a low voice, followed his gaze, and also saw Chu Wanxiang coming towards him. She felt uncomfortable for a while, and her eyes quickly turned red, "Xi'er, long time no see." She struggled to keep her smile smiling.

"Long time no see." Chu Wanxiang bowed slightly, her eyes fell on her bulging abdomen, and there was a faint pain in her heart, but she endured it without gaffes.

Chu Mohan gathered his thoughts: "You know?"

"I am an old friend of the Imperial Concubine." Jiang Qiyun explained with a smile.

Chu Wanxiang pulled the corners of her mouth and showed a bitter smile: "I thought you found an excuse to ask me out of the palace to relax, but it turned out that it wasn't."

Jiang Qiyun was slightly surprised: "It turns out that you also know, but ......."

"No, but." Chu Wanxiang interrupted her, "We all have our own positions. Since we are strangers now, we don't have to waste each other's precious time." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Xi'er!" Chu Mohan caught up and grabbed her wrist.

"Please let the emperor go!" Chu Wanxiang struggled hard.

Chu Dulin stood between the two: "Don't quarrel, say something slowly."

Chu Mohan clenched his fists, the blue tendons on his forehead swelled, and his eyes were red. Jiang Qiyun was frightened when he saw him like this, and hurriedly dissuaded, "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, you can't be impulsive."

Chu Mohan shook off Jiang Qiyun's hand and roared sharply, "I don't allow you to bully her anymore!" You dare to touch a hair of her!" He raised his head and glared at Chu Wanxiang: "You get out!" Go back to Fengluan Palace immediately!"