"Shameless," Zhao Jingting turned around to face Xie Lun's belly, put her arms around Xie Lun's waist, and said sullenly, "Don't comfort others like that in the future, no one can do it."
"You can't do it either?" Xie Lun couldn't help laughing.
"Of course I'm different from them," Zhao Jingting nuzzled into his arms, feeling better, and then asked, "What happened to Nanshan?"
"Alas! It's really a hurdle." Xie Lun sighed, and then told Zhao Jingting the cause and effect.
"What did you say? Princess Duanhui and Shuo are actually pregnant with Mu Yuante's child?" As expected, Zhao Jingting was also shocked and sat up suddenly, "This... how is this possible?"
Xie Lun took a sip of tea and sighed: "Princess Duanhui and Shuo have always said that they want to stay with Mu Yuante for half their lives and are willing to have children for him. Of course they can't go wrong."
"Then how are the princess and Nanshan going to get along?" Zhao Jingting frowned, "The princess is fine. With Yongzhan here, naturally no one dares to say a word about her, but what about Nanshan? He has been dormant for many years, enduring humiliation and heavy burdens, just to return Beidi, now that Princess Duanhui and Shuo are going to give birth to a child for Mu Yuante, how can he return to Beidi? The whole world will laugh at him, let alone a native of Beidi."
"Yes, I feel sorry for him too," Xie Lun sighed softly, while adding, "He has been focusing on Princess Duanhui and Princess Duanhui for half his life. It can be said that he lives for this mother. Who would have thought, Now that my mother is abandoning him, what will he do in the future? How can he use the skills he has acquired over the years? "It's really pitiful."
"Does the prince already know about this matter?" Zhao Jingting asked after a while.
"You should already know," Xie Lun said, "Of course we can't hide this from Song Tong."
"Then let's see what the prince and princess want first," Zhao Jingting said, sighing softly, "But this matter is also embarrassing. If Nanshan is allowed to return to Beidi, it will naturally kill Princess Duanhui and Shuo. But if Nanshan is allowed to just tolerate it, his life will be wasted. It would be a pity for such a good child. "
Xie Lun also sighed: "Who says it's not the case? I'm afraid the prince will be in trouble too."
"The prince should follow the princess's wishes, and the princess loves Nanshan so much, so this matter should have to follow Nanshan's own wishes," Zhao Jingting said slowly, "In the end, this matter will probably depend on Nanshan's own wishes. "
"Do you think... he will return to Beidi?" After a long silence, Xie Lun suddenly said, "Do you think he will kill Mu Yuante with his own hands?"
Zhao Jingting did not answer, but sighed heavily.
Early October of the 28th year of Jiasheng
Dali Capital.
Long live the illness worsened, the pregnant prince Lu Zhiyue and Huijun Wang Lu Zhicheng wrote a letter begging Long Live to appoint his eldest brother as the heir apparent.
Prince Ning's Mansion.
Lu Zhishan had just returned to the backyard when Mu Nanzhi rushed out to greet him: "Cousin!"
"Why did you come out without putting on any clothes?" Lu Zhishan said softly, while extending his hand to Mu Nanzhi, "You're not afraid of freezing either."
Mu Nanzhi was so busy that he held Lu Zhishan's hand and asked in a low voice: "Why did I hear that Long Live Lord is not well?"
Lu Zhishan held Mu Nanzhi's hand and felt that Mu Nanzhi's hand was not cold. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, shook off his cloak, covered Mu Nanzhi in it, and hugged her as he walked inside. On the other hand, he said: "It's not very good."