He had also thought that even if she could not give birth to a child, she would never let another woman give birth to his child!
It was a blessing to have her in this life. He had never asked for more! Now that he knew that she had his child, it was like a great joy from heaven. How could he sleep at this time?!
Seeing that the prince insisted on staying here to guard the princess, Qiao Xiang and Huan'er could not persuade her any more, but they were deeply moved by the prince's move.
They all accompanied the princess when they left the Shangshu Mansion and returned to the General Mansion, and witnessed with their own eyes the process of the princess and the princess getting to know each other and falling in love...
They have long been impressed by the princess's intelligence and courage. And such a princess has received the wholehearted love of the prince, which also makes them feel happy for the princess!
Just when Xiao Jingyao silently looked at Wei Zijin's sleeping face in a daze, and Qiao Xiang and Huan'er sighed inwardly, the maid Qiu Yue pushed the door in, took a look at the sleeping princess on the couch, and whispered to Xiao Jingyao: "Your Majesty, there is something wrong with this slave.
Report!"
Xiao Jingyao nodded and glanced at Qiao Xiang and Huan'er. The two of them knew what was going on and quickly retreated, not forgetting to close the door.
After Qiaoxiang and Huan'er retreated, Qiuyue said: "Mr. Fan came with a sealed letter and asked the prince to find ways to resign from the emperor, leave the imperial capital, and return to the fiefdom of Luoyang!"
The Mr. Fan mentioned by Qiu Yue is none other than one of Xiao Jingyao’s most valued disciples, counselor Fan Yan!
Ever since Xiao Jingyao asked Fan Yan to come out and work for him, Fan Yan has been staying in the Luoyang fiefdom. Later, when Xiao Jingyao returned to the imperial capital, Fan Yan did not follow him, not only to avoid being noticed, but also to help him stabilize Luoyang and the
The power of the surrounding cities!
Although Fan Yan is not by Xiao Jingyao's side, he often makes suggestions for Xiao Jingyao, and maid Qiu Yue sometimes becomes the intermediary between the two!
Seeing Xiao Jinyao frowning and saying nothing, Qiu Yue said again: "Your Majesty, Mr. Fan said that Fan Yanglu's murder of the prince has made Xiao Heng more suspicious. In addition, the prince passed away and the heir to the throne is still in doubt. Xiao Heng will not
It will make other people covet the right to inherit the throne... The prince previously acted as regent, and now Xiao Heng has taken back the power of regent from the prince. I am afraid that the next step will be to take action against the prince!"
This is why Fan Yan so eagerly advised Xiao Jingyao to leave the Imperial Capital and return to Luoyang!
Xiao Jingyao also knew that Xiao Heng would never trust him as before. Even if he found out the murderer of the prince, Xiao Heng's fear of him would only grow day by day!
"I understand his intentions, but there must be a reasonable reason for resigning and leaving the Imperial Capital!" Xiao Jingyao said thoughtfully.
"Your Majesty, I think of an excuse..." Qiuyue's eyes wandered over Wei Zijin for a moment, then she cupped her hands and said.
"you say--"
"The princess is pregnant and depressed. The prince can use this opportunity to ask the emperor to resign and take the princess away from the imperial capital to relax. I believe he will not have any doubts about the prince leaving the imperial capital..."
When Xiao Jingyao heard this, his eyes turned to Wei Zijin's face unconsciously, and he fell into deep thought. As Qiuyue said, this was indeed a good excuse, but he was also worried!
"It is good to use this excuse to leave, but I am worried that she is weak and pregnant, so she may not be able to bear the fatigue of the journey..." Xiao Jamyao sighed, his words full of worry.
Qiuyue also fell silent. Although it was important for the prince to leave, the princess finally became pregnant with the prince's son. If something went wrong along the way...