When Prince Yu came in, Zhao Xifang had just had someone take away the almost untouched dinner. Seeing Prince Yu coming in, she was lazy and didn't want to move. She asked coldly, "Why is the prince here?"
"Ms. Fang is pregnant." Prince Yu lifted his brocade robe and sat down opposite her.
"I already know, and I have even rewarded her. Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will have someone take good care of her and make sure she gives birth to a son for Your Majesty smoothly."
Prince Yu had a hint of doubt in his eyes. He didn't believe that Zhao Xifang would be so open-minded. "This is Fang's first pregnancy. Mother is worried, so she asked the old maid to take care of her. You don't need to send anyone."
This mother and son are on guard against her!
Zhao Xifang was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she didn't show it on her face. She clenched her fists tightly with her hands hanging by her side. Her nails dug into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain. "I have my mother's people to take care of me, so I won't bother with that."
If anything happens to that bitch in the future, it can't be blamed on her.
Prince Yu saw that she looked a little haggard and not dressed up, and looked much weaker than usual. He couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, "Don't worry, even if she gives birth to a son, he can't surpass you."
"Your Highness, there is no need to comfort me. I was possessed by a demon before and lost the dignity of a princess and a legitimate wife. I won't do that again in the future." Zhao Xifang lowered her head, hiding the hatred in her eyes.
Prince Yu smiled, "It's best if you think so."
"Your Highness, please play a game of chess with me." Zhao Xifang didn't want to talk to him more.
"Okay." Prince Yu readily agreed. When they were newlyweds, they often played chess and relived the old times, which was great.
That night, Prince Yu stayed in the main courtyard and had a great time with Zhao Xifang.
After Fang Youting knew about this, she just smiled. She couldn't stop Prince Yu from sleeping with his princess, nor would she stop him. As a concubine, she should abide by her duties.
But will the princess really let her give birth to the baby smoothly
Fang Youting touched her still flat belly. She couldn't be careless. She had to plan well for the child.
Another person who made plans for the child was Zhuang Qingchan.
The baby in her belly was already seven or eight months old, and she would be born in two or three months. The nanny who served her looked at her with more sympathy, "Madam, it's getting late, take a break, and stop working."
Even if you make it, it may not be able to be worn by the child.
"I rested for a long time in the afternoon. I'm not sleepy now. Don't worry, nanny. I'm not tired." Zhuang Qingchan continued embroidering.
She knew what the nanny was worried about, and she also knew that after she gave birth to the child, the Ningxia Queen Mother would take the child away and would not let her, a concubine of illegitimate origin, raise the child personally.
She admitted that she was not as knowledgeable as the Ningxia Queen Mother in all aspects. Raised by her grandmother, the child had a higher status and a better reputation.
But the child is her own, and she wants to raise him herself, not let anyone else do it.
There was only one person who could stop the concubine from holding the child, and that was Princess Song Yirou of Ningxia.
Zhuang Qingchan was waiting for Song Yirou to make a fuss, and Song Yirou did as she wished. A few days later, after learning from the maid that the imperial concubine would adopt Zhuang Qingchan's child, she rushed into the imperial concubine's yard.
"Do you want to adopt Zhuang's child?" Song Yirou asked directly without any politeness.
"Song, you are so rude." The concubine put the teacup in her hand on the table unhappily.
This Song Yirou is really a hopeless case. Once you discipline her, she will be quiet for a few days, but then she will make trouble again. She has been married for two years, but she still refuses to consummate the marriage with her son, making it hopeless for her to have a legitimate grandson.
"Pa" Song Yirou slapped the table with such force that the cup lid bounced up.
"Let me ask you a question. Do you want to adopt Zhuang's child? Do you want to register Zhuang's child under my name? Do you want to pass off a concubine as the legitimate wife?"
"No." The Toffee denied.
"You'd better not have it. If you dare, don't blame me for turning against you and killing that bastard." Song Yirou said viciously.
The Toffee was also annoyed, "Are you threatening me?"
"You refuse to consummate the marriage with my son, and you have no legitimate grandson. Why can't I promote a concubine's child?" The concubine was not the kind of person who could not distinguish between legitimate and illegitimate children. It was really that Song Yirou had gone too far, and she had no choice.
Song Yirou smiled, "You want a legitimate grandson? It's easy. I'll help you give birth."
The concubine looked at her in astonishment, "Are you willing to consummate your marriage with Won Jae?"
"We all have the surname Helian and share the same blood." Song Yirou said with a smile.
The concubine didn't understand at first, but then she understood and cursed: "You are shameless!"
"Prince Jin is much more capable and heroic than Helian Yuanzai. You should be happy to have such a legitimate grandson," Song Yirou said.
The Toffee sneered, "Wishful thinking."
"Then you just wait." Song Yirou looked up, "I will definitely get what I want."
"Don't even think about going out." The concubine said sternly.
Song Yirou laughed, "I can go out whenever I want, your people can't stop me, I just didn't want to do it before."
"Don't bother with your tricks. Even if you go out and meet the King of Jin, he won't have sex with you. The King of Jin's wife is as beautiful as a fairy and is deeply loved by the King of Jin. She is pregnant now."
Song Yirou's eyes widened, "That woman is pregnant? When did it happen?"
"According to the calculation, Princess Jin's belly should be about five or six months old." The concubine said with a smile.
Song Yirou ran away like a gust of wind. The concubine was stunned for a moment and was shocked. Would this evil creature go to Prince Jin's Mansion and cause trouble for the Princess of Jin
"Stop the princess quickly." The concubine shouted.
The servants in the courtyard immediately went to stop her, but as Song Yirou said, if she really wanted to go out, the people in the mansion could not stop her.
After a round of punches and kicks, Song Yirou left the concubine's yard and headed straight for the stable.
She had a wild temperament and liked to ride a horse when she went out. She didn't like riding in a car. She asked someone to put a saddle on the horse, then she jumped on the horse and rushed out, heading straight for Prince Jin's Mansion.
Although Jiang Changning's pregnancy was not widely publicized, everyone in the government who should know about it knew about it.
She also exchanged notes with the Crown Princess of Prince De, who was also pregnant, and talked about matters related to her pregnancy.
The Changshan Prince's Consort and other people who were on good terms with her had come to congratulate her. The Changshan Prince's Consort even asked her fiercely, "When a couple is together, what position is best for pregnancy?"
So Song Yirou came to Prince Jin's Mansion to meet Jiang Changning. Although the doorman thought it was strange that she came here alone on horseback, he still passed the news to the mansion.
When Jiang Changning heard that Princess Ningxia was visiting, he looked up at the sky and asked, "Did the sun rise from the west today?"
Fu Cui replied foolishly, "No, it rises from the east."
Xiulan and the others were amused by her and burst out laughing.
"Go tell the Concubine Dowager and let her go see her." Jiang Changning remembered that Zhao Xifang said that Song Yirou had learned martial arts.
Besides, Song Yirou is rude and vicious. She is not feeling well now, so it is better for her not to meet Song Yirou.
(End of this chapter)