As she spoke, Qinglan picked up the scissors and started sewing with ease. Wang Yanru sat quietly and said, "He is so lucky to have such a good aunt like you. Thank you Qinglan!"
"There is no need to say thank you between you and me, your child is my child." Qinglan said from the bottom of her heart.
From the moment Wang Yanru fought for her, she regarded her as a biological sister. She liked her straightforward, sometimes confused, sometimes smart character, and her full sense of justice.
Day after day, year after year. A woman in the Xicui Palace, Jianli, said: "Cousin, it's been three months. Look at that bitch who is pregnant and still occupying the emperor. You were so majestic and doting in the past.
Life, now that bitch is sitting on your head. When she gives birth to the child, I am afraid that we will all become her prey and be slaughtered by her. Now that you are like this, you are still indifferent. If I can mobilize Wu Ying, I
Get rid of that bitch now." Concubine Xi was able to be so favored by Longmo City in the past, and her arrogance was all because Wuying was secretly helping her remove all obstacles. Wuying was the protective shield given to her by her father when she entered the palace.
This man has average martial arts but excellent light work. He comes and goes without a trace. A cunning look flashed in Xi Fei's eyes, and her brain thought quickly: "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. The more anxious you are, the more bad things you do. The emperor likes it very much."
That bitch, you can’t touch that bitch just yet, the time is not yet ripe, and when the time comes, it will be the anniversary of that bitch’s death.”
The scorpion-like look in Concubine Xi's eyes when she spoke was enough to make people fearful. "Every time I mention this to you, you always say that the time is not yet ripe. It has been three months. Do you want to wait until that bitch?"
The time will be right when you give birth to the child." Xiang Tao said impatiently and left Xicui Palace angrily.
In the Wanru Palace, a beautiful and refined woman wearing a light blue skirt stood elegantly at the door looking at the blooming chrysanthemums, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums came with the wind.
The branches and leaves of other flowers in the courtyard have long fallen off, leaving only bare branches. Wang Yanru touched her slightly protruding belly with her hands, and there was a little life growing there. Today next year, this little life will be as strong as the chrysanthemum.
Time flies by like running water and will never return. The hot summer has quietly slipped away, and the cool autumn has sneaked in again.
"Mom, you may catch a cold when you go inside or outside the house. Be careful of affecting the child." Qingping put a cloak on her and said with concern.
Wang Yanru obediently walked into the house and picked up the baby clothes made by Qinglan. She had made many baby clothes for boys and girls. Each petite dress was very delicate, and it must be said that she did needlework.
The baby is indeed beautiful. Qinglan made all the baby clothes into baby clothes until yesterday. Wang Yanru advised her to do less, saying that the baby would grow faster and would not be able to wear as many clothes. She said: "She wants her baby clothes to be made."
My little niece, my wife, wears different styles every day, and I have to dress them up beautifully, so that her hard work will not be in vain."
Wang Yanru has been staying in the house with Qinglan for three months. Dr. An comes regularly every day to check her fetal status. She just checked this morning and everything is normal. Qinglan made three months of clothes and went back to Yanlanxuan to rest today.
It was already morning, and Longmo City was also having its morning court. Wang Yanru was bored and went to her and Qinglan's secret base alone. The lake was still so clear, and the green lake was surrounded by rows of golden maple trees.