"I went to mother's place today and stayed for most of the day..." Ma Wan showed a smile and said: "Mother looks better today and can sit and talk to others. She also asked me to remind the prince not to work too hard on weekdays.

"

Li Lu smiled.

He was obviously asking her what she was doing, but she answered with the incident of going to her mother today...

She was originally a careful person, and she didn't have the temperament to answer other people's questions. However, because she always subconsciously did not want to deceive him with words, she would reveal flaws that she could not detect in subtle ways.

This is what a woman will do after she gives her whole heart to her.

He said with loving eyes: "Wan'er, thank you for taking care of my mother for me."

"Since you and I are husband and wife, how could the Crown Prince say such unscrupulous words?" Ma Wan said softly: "Speaking of hard work, these days are the hardest for the Crown Prince. He is busy with affairs inside and outside the palace every day..."

Nowadays, everything is not peaceful. There are also forces gathering to cause chaos near Yizhou. And because it is close to the western border defense line, Prince Rong's Mansion is shouldering both internal and external worries, so it cannot relax for a moment.

She sent back to the capital a letter from her family about the major and minor chaos during these days, as well as how Prince Rong's Mansion dealt with it.

However, today she received a reply from her grandfather. The letter actually said that what the saint wanted to know was not these trivial things. Next, I am afraid she needs to be "more attentive".

Be more attentive...

What is she going to do?

Her brief trance did not escape Li Lu's eyes. He raised his hand with a smile and gently touched her cheek: "What are Wan'er thinking about?"

Ma Wan came back to her senses, her cheeks slightly reddened by his affectionate gestures: "It's nothing... I'm thinking that the prince has been really hard these days, and he needs to take more supplements in his diet."

As he spoke, he noticed that the hand gently stroking his cheek had almost no warmth. He couldn't help but asked with concern: "Why is the prince's hand so cold?"

Li Lu looked at her with a pair of smiling eyes: "I'm fine, Wan'er doesn't have to worry about me like this."

Seeing this atmosphere, the female envoy who had just followed Li Lu said hurriedly: "By the way, there is a tonic soup that is being warmed for the prince in the kitchen. The maids will go and take a look."

As he said that, he lightly poked Lan Ying beside him.

Lanying didn't seem to notice it and didn't move for a moment.

Seeing her expressionless expression, the female servant simply stretched out her hand and pulled it.

Lan Ying wanted to pretend to be stupid, so she had no choice but to retreat together.

After leaving the door, the female maid gently closed the door and took Lan Ying to the corridor.

Lan Ying felt annoyed: "Don't you want to bring the soup? I'll bring it right away."

She wished she could run as fast as she could, bring a whole can of soup, and drink it all for Prince Rong. She would make him confused and dizzy. It would be best if he could never give it to his daughter again.

Drink the ecstasy soup!

"What kind of soup are you serving..." The female envoy pulled Lan Ying a few steps away: "The prince and his concubine finally have time to get close to each other. Does Sister Lan Ying really don't understand or..."

Hearing these harsh words, Lan Ying wished she could cover her ears.

"Or..." The female envoy pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Lan Ying with a teasing look: "If Sister Lan Ying is interested in treating the prince, I will also be happy to help."

The orchid warbler is as if struck by lightning.

Does she care about the prince?

She is crazy to treat a vixen who seduces her girl here!

If you have to say that you have intention, it must be murderous intention!

Seeing her dazed expression, the maid thought she was right, her eyes flashed, and she whispered some advice into Lan Ying's ear.

"..." Lan Ying's eyes almost fell out: "Are you asking me to crawl into bed?"

Although she had the intention to break up Prince Rong and the girl, she definitely didn't want to join them!

At this moment, the envoy seemed to have been struck by lightning: "How... how could Sister Lan Ying speak so harshly? You are the dowry envoy of the Crown Princess. It is reasonable to take care of the Crown Princess's worries."

Lan Ying resisted the turmoil in her heart, laughed dryly, and maintained her last dignity: "...I think we should think more about the prince's health."

What if you struggle too much and end up making ends meet, running out of gas, or even dying?

"..." Hearing these overly frank words, the female envoy was speechless for a moment.

Lan Ying excused herself to tidy up the study room and got rid of him.

As soon as she left the sight of the female envoy, Lan Ying's face immediately dropped.

I think she disapproved of this marriage before she got married, and how she disliked Prince Rong, but the girl insisted on going her own way, and almost fell out with her because of this...

They had grown up together, but she couldn't let go of the girl. After begging for several days, the girl agreed to take her with her again.

The girl said that Prince Rong was a close friend who was hard to find in his life. His music contained a loneliness far away from the world. The girl was attracted by this loneliness. Even though he had her in his heart, he said that he would eventually have one.

I will put it down one day——

When she talked about this at that time, the girl's eyes were full of fascination, and there was even a hint of vague distress, which made her have a splitting headache and frantically wanted to pinch the person. Whether it was the girl's or her own, she felt that she needed to be cruel.

Give it a firm pinch.

Thinking that her girl is the direct daughter of the prime minister's house and is as talented as the man, why would she be willing to marry such a sick man, and treat this sick man with distress and guilt at the same time——

As for where this feeling of guilt comes from, it is naturally because the girl thinks that she is burdened with an impure "mission" and cannot be completely honest when facing Prince Rong...

This "task", as a son of the prime minister's family, Lan Ying naturally knew about this dowry girl.

Because of this knowledge, he realized that the girl who took the initiative to agree to the marriage was really confused. It is no exaggeration to say that her girl was clearly risking her life to pity the man!

She really wanted to ask God, which marriage god led this bloody marriage?

She dreamed of finding this red thread, tearing it off, biting it into pieces, and setting it on fire!

However, she had no evidence to prove that Crown Prince Rong had ulterior motives. She was just prejudiced against Crown Prince Rong. She was just an ordinary and protective female envoy. Faced with someone who dragged a good girl from her family into such a bad situation, she

Of course there is a big prejudice!

But now that people are under the roof, we have to be cautious in everything. No matter how much dissatisfaction there is, we can only swallow it with force.

After spending these days together, Lan Ying felt that everyone in Prince Rong's Mansion had eight hundred thoughts. Normally, she didn't dare to open her mouth too big when speaking. She only felt that when she opened her mouth, the thoughts were denser than sand.

It could choke her to death; she would not dare to go out and walk around at night, for fear that if she were not careful, she would be tripped up by those sneaky eyes that were leaking everywhere and all over the floor.

For example, I don't know who the female servant who encouraged her to crawl into bed just now was, and what she had in mind.

Lan Ying sighed, tidying up her girl's desk to distract her thoughts, and stopped herself from thinking about what her girl and the sick man were doing at the moment. Just thinking about that scene made her feel heartbroken.

…

At this moment, Li Lu came from behind Ma Wan and gently hugged her.

Ma Wan was a little at a loss: "Your Majesty..."

"Wan'er." The man's gentle whisper sounded in his ears: "We should have a child."

Ma Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this, and her heart burst into uncontrollable joy.

Although he treated her impeccably in their daily interactions, due to his poor health and being busy with palace affairs, the two of them had only a handful of affairs in the house in the past six months.

Should have a child...

This is the first time that he has taken the initiative to say such words. He has a lonely heart. He is like this at this moment. Does he finally accept her as his wife from the bottom of his heart?

Ma Wan tremblingly closed her red eyes and nodded gently.

Li Lu lowered his head and buried it on the back of her fragrant neck: "Wan'er, thank you."

This was the wife he chose for himself when he settled for the next best thing... She treated him so sincerely, so easily controlled by him, and everything was just right.

But at this moment, he closed his eyes, and what flashed through his mind was that face that was completely out of his control.

Thinking of the marriage letter that was returned by a sharp arrow, and the figure standing on the boat under the moon that night, slowly moving away, Li Lu opened his mouth slightly and bit the incense neck lightly.

Ma Wan's cheeks turned red and she mustered up the courage to turn around and hug him, burying her face in his arms.

…

When Ma Wan woke up the next morning, she still had a faint smile on her lips.

She turned her head to look at the peaceful sleeping face of the person beside her pillow, feeling satisfied.

Last night, she could clearly sense that he had truly accepted her and taken her to his heart... She had made the right choice, and her sincerity was indeed right.

Li Lu's "acceptance" was gradual and traceable, so Ma Wan's heart became more and more stable, and there was no doubt at all.

She quietly stared at the sleeping face for a long time before she gently stood up, got off the bed, and carefully arranged the bed curtains.

Without alerting the female servant outside, she first walked lightly to the window, and then carefully looked at the quietly hanging bed curtains. She didn't see any movement, and then she stuffed yesterday's wine from the jade bottle.

Take out the letter paper.

Inside the bed tent, Li Lu had a faint smile in his sober eyes.

Ma Wan hid the letter close to her body before starting to get dressed.

Soon a female envoy heard the commotion and came in to wait on her. Ma Wan reminded her softly: "...it's still early, so don't disturb the prince."

After she washed and dressed, she went to the study.

The servants in the courtyard all knew that the imperial concubine was born in the prime minister's palace, was a scholar, and had the habit of reading and practicing calligraphy alone every morning.
To be continued...