After Jiao Niang and Ying Che left, the old lady and Hua Jintang came out of the side room. The word "chuan" with Hua Jintang folded on her eyebrows seemed to be engraved on it. "Jiao Niang is really willful. Fortunately, the prince did not blame him. When I come back next time, I will talk about her."

The old lady gave him a blank look, full of disgust, "What do you know? This is called husband and wife's interest. Did you not look angry at King Rui at all, but looked happy instead? Girl, I have always been relieved, she knows the right way."

Hua Jintang was still frowning, "You still praised her. I am afraid that if you continue to be willful like this, King Rui will lose his patience one day."

The old lady looked at him, snorted, and said, "It's only a matter of time before King Rui loses patience, but I believe that before this, Jiao Niang knows how to get the most benefits and benefit our Hua family, that's enough."

Hua Jintang couldn't help but pursed the corner of his lips. He did not agree with the old lady's statement. He never thought about any benefits he had gained from his daughter. He only hoped that King Rui could treat his daughter well, not ask her to be rich and noble, but only hoped that she would be prosperous and safe in her life. He was satisfied.

However, he was really relieved to see King Rui's doting on Jiao Niang today. No matter what, now looking at King Rui's feelings for his daughter are still there.

Hua Jintang said nothing. The old lady thought he agreed with her words and continued: "Your daughter will definitely be extremely precious in the future. The glory and wealth of our family depend on her."

"Mother is so proud of her." Hua Jintang said modestly.

The old lady smiled, "I'm not polite her. I believe in my own vision. Now she is the only one in the Rui Palace. The Princess Rui will be abandoned by King Rui's divorce at some point. In short, it's a matter of time. Then wait for our sweet girl to give birth to a child..."

The old lady had a good imagination, and Hua Jintang interrupted in a low voice, "But the sweet girl is a concubine."

The old lady smiled, "Yes, Jiao Niang is just a bad person." After thinking again, she raised her lips, and even the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were a little proud. "But it's nothing. In the future, King Rui will inherit the throne. After all, our Jiao Niang is also a concubine. If Jiao Niang's child is made the crown prince, then she will be truly unparalleled."

Looking at Hua Jintang, he smiled happily, "You will be the father-in-law by then."

Hua Jintang was alert and hurriedly lowered his voice: "Mother, you can't say this nonsense."

The old lady said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I understand. Didn't I tell you privately?" After yawning, Gao Qishou, Madam Mao had already stepped forward to support her, "It's too late, I'll say anything tomorrow."

"Yes." Hua Jintang respectfully sent the old lady out.

Jiao Niang got on the carriage from Yongchang Bo Mansion, and then returned to the room from the carriage.

When she returned to the room, Jiao Niang lay on the bed with her back on her back, "Oh, I'm so tired, my feet are swollen." Now that the month is getting older, Jiao Niang's feet are always swollen, and sometimes she presses a hole.

He looked downward and said coquettishly: "Look at how hard I have to give birth to a son for you. Not only is it thick and ugly, but it also has to suffer these injuries. You must love it well."

Ying Che smiled and pinched her nose, "I don't love you enough, you are spoiled and you are no longer as good as you. You said, you are giving me a slut in front of so many people at your parents' home today, should you beat me?"

The girl smiled embarrassedly, and put her arms up and hugged Ying Che's neck, "Your Highness is still skeptical about these things with me? You know, women are pregnant and make trouble. Besides, I'm angry because I care about Your Highness."

Ying Che said "hmm" and smiled and kissed her lips, "Is that king still happy, right?"

The girl raised her chin and looked excited, "That's it."

"You little girl." Ying Che couldn't love her like this. She kissed her hard for a few times. The sweet girl laughed Lingling, "Hate, your beard is so stubborn."

Ying Che smiled and said, "Just prick you, a heartless person."

While playing, Shui Xiang brought in hot water, "Master, soak your feet. Just soak the hot water to relieve some swelling."

He suddenly looked up and saw the two of them being intimate. His face turned red and he turned his back.

The sweet girl pushed Ying Che away shyly. Ying Che pinched her face and walked over to take the basin of water, "Come on, I."

He rolled up his sleeves and squatted on the ground. The girl looked at him in surprise. He smiled and said, "Don't you tell me to come back and wash your feet? Why are you still standing there? Hurry up, the water will be cold in a while."

"You really wash me?" Jiao Niang was just a joke.

Ying Che directly carried her down, pressed her hands and feet into the basin, and washed her while saying, "I have always said one thing, when did I eat what I said?"

The sweet girl in her heart was like cans of honey poured juice on her heart. Under the candlelight, Ying Che's cold face was softened by the soft wax fire. The girl looked at him quietly, and the corners of her eyes slowly became wet. This man she once resisted finally walked into her heart.

How could he not go in? He has a prominent position that has attracted countless women to it. He is high above him, but he gave her all kinds of tenderness. Even if it is a stone, it should be covered with it now, let alone her as a woman.

Ying Che took a hand towel to wipe her feet and raised her head, "Okay, my feet are fragrant now."

The girl glared at him, "Where has it smelled?" She smiled badly, her toes hooked into the water, and she raised them and splashed them all over.

Ying Che pretended to be angry and threw the towel on the ground, "You stinky girl, I will wash your feet with kindness, and you will also make me covered in water. It seems that if you don't clean up you well today, you will be almost in a state of chaos."

Shui Xiang silently took the water basin and closed the door. The moment the door closed, she heard the girl screaming, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I never dared again."

Ying Che held her hands and scratched her armpits, "It's too late to beg for mercy now." Ying Che's laughter was pleasant, like the clear sound of water hitting the rock.

Gradually, the begging for mercy became smaller, and then a whisper. After a while, the moan of the beautiful lady from small to large, Qinghuan and others looked at each other, and they were shy. Madam Fan raised her ears and heard it, walked to the door and coughed heavily, and said loudly: "Prince, where is the concubine still pregnant?"

After saying that, there was no movement inside, and Madam Fan left with satisfaction.

The girl stuck out her tongue at Ying Che and whispered: "It's all your fault, I've been told by the nanny again."

Madam Fan was very strict with their sex affairs. She always watched, for fear that the two of them would hurt the child by shooting and causing some signs to be killed in the cradle. At several critical moments, she almost went in and pulled Yingche out.

Ying Cheyi was unhappy, touched the girl's belly, and said aggrievedly: "The father is all for you."

After a while, my hands were not honest again, "Let's keep your voice down."

The girl smiled shyly, "Okay."
Chapter completed!