Man'er is a mystery. In the process of getting along with her, Yuan Qingling felt that sometimes she suddenly understood a lot, and sometimes she was confused. She had a tenacity in her that made her never give up in the face of any difficulties.
And she also has kindness in her body, which is much more valuable than intelligence. When she followed Chu Mingyang, she faced Chu Mingyang's high pressure and power, but she finally followed her heart and resisted Chu Mingyang's viciousness.
Yuan Qingling thought of Chu Mingyang and asked, "By the way, has Chu Mingyang given birth to a child?"
"Who knows?" Yu Wenhao doesn't care about Yu Wenjun's affairs at all now, especially because Chu Mingyang's stomach makes him feel sick, as if he has swallowed a fly. "However, I haven't heard that the boss is having a baby, so I don't know if the child can be born.
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"Who is going to have a baby again?" Tangyuan came up to her with great interest, "Is it Aunt Seven?"
"Aunt Seven is about to give birth." Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
"Uncle Qi said that if he gives birth to a sister, he will take her back to me." Tangyuan said happily.
Yuan Qing Ling laughed, "What? Can't the baby in my mother's belly be my sister? I miss her so much."
"Mom, but Nuomi said she wants a younger brother." Tangyuan obediently rested her head on Yuan Qingling's lap, her eyes sparkling, "Then I'll follow Nuomi's advice."
"Oh, you still know how to love your younger brother?" Yuan Qingling was a little surprised.
Tangyuan clung to Yuan Qingling's sleeve, her eyes filled with laughter, "Am I a good boy?"
"Very well behaved!" Yuan Qingling stroked his little face and said happily.
"Then ask your brother to go to grandma's house for me." Tangyuan glanced at Baozi secretly and whispered.
When Baozi heard this, he immediately bared his teeth and said, "We have agreed that everyone will compete fairly, and you are not allowed to pressure your mother, you little brat, you are so dishonest!"
"No quarreling, whoever makes the quarrel will get off the car!" Yu Wenhao glared angrily. He had been wanting to deal with the three of them for a long time. Before Lao Yuan woke up, he was pretending to be a wolf one by one. Now he doesn't want to beg them anymore.
Can't clean it up?
Seeing their father showing off his power, the three of them shrunk their heads and did not dare to speak anymore. They only escalated the fight with their eyes and went back to fight again.
Seeing that Yu Wenhao had calmed down, he casually glanced at Yuan Qingling's belly and said, "This belly is a bit big."
"What? Are you scared?" Yuan Qingling laughed.
"To be honest, I'm a little scared. It won't be...three more, right?" Yu Wenhao reached out and touched it, feeling a little frightened.
Yuan Qingling leaned back slightly and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, it won't happen."
Yu Wenhao also breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Fortunately, I had a normal pregnancy, otherwise I would be really scared to death."
After a pause, he showed a loving smile like an old father, "We have been making all our wishes come true over the years, and this baby must be a daughter."
Yuan Qingling said: "I don't care if it is a son or a daughter, as long as it is born safely."
Yu Wenhao thought of his first child and his heart went crazy. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "Yes, you are right. Nothing matters. Safety is the most important thing."
When Yuan Qingling woke up after falling asleep this time, the people in the house regarded her as a treasure. Aunt Xi carefully cooked some delicacies for her to eat every day. Man'er and Ah Si almost stayed together, just for fear that she would cause trouble again.
After all, everyone has learned that without the Crown Princess, the Prince of Chu's Mansion seems to have lost its soul.
Yu Wenhao returned to Jingzhao Mansion, and the governor of King Qi finally stepped down. He was very happy because he could finally have some free time and spend more time with Yuan Yongyi.
The spies sent by Yu Wenhao gradually came back. After all, the Hong Lie regime had completely collapsed, and Master Hongye had also withdrawn, leaving the spies unfriendly in Xianbei.
Grandma Yuan took the time to go to the palace with Yuan Qingling and performed acupuncture for Eunuch Chang, and then told the imperial doctor to do it every day. The imperial doctor actually understood everything, but Grandma Yuan added a few more acupuncture points, saying it could speed up the process.
Effective.
Yu Wentian's palace will be moved into soon, and the queen did not come to trouble him, which made him gradually relax.
That day, when Yuan Qingling went in to accompany the Supreme Emperor, the imperial concubine ordered someone to invite her over, saying that she had found Aunt Qing.
Yuan Qingling immediately went over and saw Aunt Qing in the imperial concubine's palace.
She couldn't tell her age. Her hair was gray and she had many dark spots on her face. Especially there was a large patch under her left eye, which extended from the bottom of her eye to her cheek and then behind her ears. Her eyes were dull. She was wearing coarse clothes and had her hands folded.
He stood there with rough hands and cracked flesh on his finger bones. He was a man who had been working hard all year round.
Yuan Qingling couldn't see any similarity between her and Man'er. There was almost no similarity in temperament, eyes, and facial features.
"Are you Aunt Qing who used to serve Luo Guibin?" Yuan Qingling asked.
She didn't raise her head and whispered: "As for the Crown Princess, I used to serve the noble concubine."
"How old are you this year?" Yuan Qingling asked.
She hesitated and said, "This slave is forty years old."
Yuan Qingling was shocked, forty years old? She was only forty years old? But looking at her like this, she was more than sixty years old.
The imperial concubine was also surprised, "You are only forty? Why do you look so much older than me?"
Aunt Qing twisted her hands and said, "Your Majesty is naturally beautiful and has a noble status. She cannot be compared to this slave."
"There are many rough girls and women in the palace..." The imperial concubine hesitated for a moment and did not continue. It seemed that she was struggling with this matter with a slave.
Yuan Qingling asked: "You are from southern Xinjiang, right?"
"As for the Crown Princess, I am a slave from Southern Xinjiang."
"Do you know a girl named Man'er?" Yuan Qingling felt that it was inappropriate to ask, but since he had met her and Lao Wu said that she was similar to Man'er, he decided to ask.
Aunt Qing's eyes were blank, "Miss Man'er? I don't know you."
"I don't know you," Yuan Qingling looked at her, not as if she was lying, "Then I guess you recognized the wrong person. You should go back and clean up first. His Highness the Ninth Prince said that he would take you out of the palace to serve you, so you don't have to work in the palace anymore.
It’s rough work.”
When Aunt Qing heard this, she raised her head suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, "Princess, I want to stay here, please have mercy."
Yuan Qingling and the imperial concubine looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. She did the most tiring menial work in the palace. After leaving the palace, she could at least be more comfortable and not restricted by so many rules. She didn't want to
Leave?
"Why don't you want to leave the palace?" the imperial concubine asked.
Aunt Qing knelt down with panic in her eyes, "My dear, my servant is used to being in the palace. Apart from doing some menial work, I don't know how to do anything else. I'm afraid that I can't serve His Highness Ninth Prince well. Please allow me to stay in the palace and call you slave."
You can do anything.”
"It's His Highness Ninth Prince who cares about you, you should be grateful!" The imperial concubine was a little angry at her disrespectful compliment.
Aunt Qing knelt on the ground and cried out: "Your Majesty the Ninth Prince has a kind heart and never forgets the old man. He is so kind and kind. I will repay you by working as a cow or a horse in my next life. I just want to serve you in the palace until I die. I beg your empress."
Yes!"
Seeing her crying, the imperial concubine couldn't help frowning, "Okay, no need to thank you, you can go!"
If Aunt Qing was granted amnesty, she would kowtow to express her gratitude and immediately retreat. Her expression seemed to be that she was avoiding some serious disaster. She was obviously allowed to enjoy the blessings, but she was unwilling. Yuan Qingling found it really strange.