wear it lord god

Chapter 2445 Waste Princess 33

The Queen Mother breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Prince of Liang and she were not close in appearance, he was still respectful to her. If she died, the Crown Prince would succeed her, but he might not respect her as a grandmother who was not related by blood.

Xining breathed a sigh of relief. She had made the meatballs. If the King of Liang choked to death, he might ask her for punishment. Now she would really have to be buried alive to pay for her crime.

He didn't want to eat the remaining meatballs, so he gave them to the servants. Xining and the Queen Mother just sat there, feeling exhausted.

I don't know how long I sat there, Zi Ling came in and said softly to the Queen Mother: "Ling Ji is still with the King, it seems she won't be back for a while. The chief eunuch beside him also asked him to boil water and wait for it."

The Queen Mother was a little surprised, and turned to look at Xining: "Have you already..."

Xining immediately understood what the Queen Mother meant: "No, no, Grandma, that's not true. Mo'er was also a little surprised. I guess my father Wang Zheng was worried about family affairs these days, and seeing Ling Ji's gentleness, she must have liked her."

Calculating the time, Prince Chong died before his birth, and Madam Jiang Shu had been making a fuss for so long. She had lost her only son, and she had once dreamed of having him replace the crown prince and inherit the throne. Now that she had lost everything, it was natural that she couldn't bear it.

The King of Liang was considerate of Madam Jiang Shu, so he did not favor his concubines and went to visit her. But he was unhappy every time he went, so he simply stopped going because he was angry. Yesterday, he thought that he should be able to calm down after not going for a few days, so he went again. But he stayed for less than half an incense stick, and came out with a sullen face again.

When I got here today, I met Ling Ji, who was obedient and as shy as a girl, so I naturally felt less depressed.

The Queen Mother thought about it and then became a little worried: "If she gets pregnant, it will harm Lingji. This girl is really good at making silk flowers."

Xining smiled proudly: "Ling Ji was given a cold medicine that would kill her offspring earlier. Although she has recovered for a while, she has also been recuperating for a month. But she has not fully recovered and it is difficult for her to get pregnant. If she does, it will be a good thing. Grandmother, if you have a grandchild you have raised since childhood, won't you enjoy the blessing of a grandchild?"

The Queen Mother understood after she chewed on the words. Princess Mo would be ten years old after the New Year. Although she was still young, it would only take a blink of an eye for her to reach the age of fifteen and become a marriageable woman.

When a girl reaches the age of fifteen, she can be betrothed. Although the King of Liang has many princesses, there are even more princesses from other vassal states, so there is no guarantee that they will be given away as concubines of Teng.

By then, if Lingji has a child, who will be five years old, no matter if it is a boy or a girl, it can make her old age more lively, and if the child is ambitious and smart, he can also be a support.

The Queen Mother's heart softened immediately. She waved to Princess Mo, called her over, put her arm around her, and patted her head: "Child, you think too much. Grandmother will definitely not let you marry far away."

Prince Liang slept directly at the Queen Mother's place, and Xining prepared food for him.

At night, the side hall asked for water three or four times. Xining was really impressed by King Liang, who was almost forty years old and still didn't take it easy.

The next day, the King of Liang had to go to court. When he left, his face was rosy and he looked refreshed.

As soon as King Liang left, Xining quickly asked Ling Ji to lie down.

"Princess, this is useless." Ling Ji wanted to get up.

"Whether it works or not, just lie down for a day." Xining took her pulse and said that the palace doctor was treating Ling Ji, but in fact, it was all her prescriptions. So she knew that these two days were Ling Ji's ovulation period.

"So what even if she is pregnant? The birth won't go smoothly, even Madam Jiang Shu..." Ling Ji was about to cry as she spoke.

"If you are pregnant, the Queen Mother would like you and the child to live in this palace." She smiled.

"Really?" Ling Ji was overjoyed. Just as she was about to stand up and kneel down to thank him, she was stopped by Xining.

She helped Lingji cover herself with the quilt and said, "Lie down for two days. I don't know if it will work. Anyway, we should make the best of it. If it is destined to happen, it will happen. If it is not destined to happen, don't force it."

After King Liang left, there was no news and he never came. The news was that Madam Jiang Shu had made a scene again, questioning King Liang for being worthy of her and her son who had died in infancy, smashing the Jinxiu Palace again, and crying while holding the spirit tablet of Master Zhong.

Prince Liang was so upset that he left in a huff. He stayed in the place where he reviewed memorials, refusing to see any woman.

As a result, Ling Ji, who could have been promoted, had to be stranded.

Half a month later, while making bird's nest porridge for the Queen Mother in the small kitchen, Xining took Ling Ji's pulse and found that her pulse had changed a little: "Be careful these days and don't eat cold things."

Ling Ji asked nervously, "Are you pregnant?" She smiled and comforted, "Don't be nervous. Even if you are pregnant, it has only been a short time and your pulse is not obvious. If your period has not come this time, you should be more careful."

Lingji nodded, added a piece of charcoal to the stove, and continued to watch the fire. Xining also stood up and went to the side to see how Chun'er was doing. Chun'er was slicing a piece of frozen mutton into thin slices for the sauce. The meat should be sliced ​​as thin as the size of a fingernail, so that the fried sauce would be fragrant.

As they were doing their own things, a maid who was sweeping the floor came over and whispered that someone was looking for her outside.

"You guys continue, I'll be back soon." Xining walked out of the kitchen. A cold wind blew, bringing with it goose-feather-like snowflakes.

It was already deep winter, and the ground was covered with snow. Even thick animal-skin boots could not keep out the cold of the snow on the ground.

When he reached the door, Xining was shivering with cold. He put his hands in the sleeves of the person opposite him and looked at the person clearly. "Why are you here?"

It was Ying Fan, he was wearing a fur coat, probably made of rabbit skin, after all, mink and fox skin were not something a proton like him could enjoy. I haven't seen him for two months, he has grown a lot taller.

"Are you cold?" Seeing that she was cold, he quickly took off his cloak and covered her with it.

The clothes underneath were revealed. They were Gongzi Wen's old clothes, but at least he could have enough food and warm clothes. Madam Yinglan was still nice to him.

"Go ahead, nothing's wrong." Don't try to please me, I don't buy into that. No one comes to see you for no reason. They either come to borrow money or to do favors. They are either traitors or thieves.

Ying Fan hesitated and asked, "Can you lend me some money?"

Sure enough, although it is said to be a loan, it is very likely that it will not be returned.

Xining raised an eyebrow.

Ying Fan struggled for a moment and spoke in a low voice: "I heard that my father is dying, I think..."

"You want to escape..." Xining pretended to be surprised and raised a finger at Yingfan.

"Shh~" Ying Fan was so scared that he wanted to cover her mouth.

All right, Xining took Yingfan's hand and looked him up and down: "In this weather, how far can you go by yourself?"

Ying Fan took a deep breath and said, "My father has no legitimate son. Even if he cannot become the King of Qin, as long as I bet right, I will be credited to the new king and at least be granted the title of Senior Doctor. If I don't go back, I won't even have a chance."

At this age, he has such a plan. I really don't know whether the ancients have a higher IQ or the future humans do.

Xining frowned: "Why don't you ask Gongzi Wen?" Any piece of the dowry of Gongzi Wen's mother, Madam Ying Lan, would be enough for a family to live on for three years.

Ying Fan shook his head: "After all, he is the son of King Liang. I can't let King Liang know when I go back."

  Isn’t she the daughter of King Liang?

Seeing her rolling her eyes, Ying Fan quickly explained: "Young Master Wen has understood the situation. If he doesn't report me, King Liang will be angry. And you..."

With embarrassment: "You are still young, so just say you were cheated by me. Don't worry, I will pay you back double in the future!"

Unable to extinguish the youth's passion and hope, Xining asked directly: "How much do you want?"

Ying Fan's eyes lit up: "How much do you have?"

Xining took off the cloak and gave it back to Yingfan: "Wait outside the backyard door at this time tomorrow."

"Okay." Yingfan nodded.