Chapter 8

"Of course I'm talking about your raising a baby, sister. It's what I said on the carriage before, returning to Suzhou to raise your baby."

Li Jiaying breathed a sigh of relief, then hesitated: "It is unreasonable for a married woman to suddenly return to her parents' home to raise a child."

Li Baojia advised: "But when the child is born, and the newborn child is fragile, we must not go back to see it. No matter what, we have to wait until the child is one year old."

"Just think about how long it has been since you went back. My second uncle and second aunt miss you. Suzhou is beautiful and beautiful, and it is also suitable for raising a baby. Why not take this opportunity to go back for a while? I will also accompany my sister to raise a baby." of."

What Li Baojia said was clear and logical, and it seemed to be a somewhat absurd and naive suggestion, but because of Zhang Jian and the Heping family, Li Jiaying was actually a little moved.

But she was still a little worried: "Then I will discuss it with him when he comes back."

Li Baojia said: "Pregnant women are inherently sentimental. It's not a big deal to think about your parents' family when you're pregnant. Who can say it's not the case? He will definitely agree to my sister's going."

This kills two birds with one stone, not only can it protect her fetus and allow her to start the journey back to Suzhou in advance, but it can also legitimately go to Suzhou with her.

This time, she wanted to try whether she could solve the disaster a year later on her own.

Li Jiaying finally agreed to the matter. Li Baojia patted her chest and promised that he would take good care of her, and went back with a full belly.

When I got home, Mother Lin was already waiting at the door.

Seeing her getting off the carriage, he went up to her and said, "Girl, Madam asked me to come over and ask if the Lantern Festival veil has been embroidered?"

Seeing Mother Lin at the door, Li Baojia felt bad. Sure enough, that was what she said.

She said vaguely: "Well... it's coming soon."

Mother Lin's face was filled with joy: "I have told my wife that after the Lantern Festival, when the girl and His Highness confirm their feelings, I will go to the Holy One to ask for a favor and grant the girl a marriage."

Li Baojia was shocked: "Is this serious?"

Why did it happen faster than in the previous life? Could it be that the incident of taking the purse last time changed the trajectory of the marriage in the previous life?
Mother Lin smiled and said: "Of course my old lady would not dare to deceive the girl. Madam is so happy today. It is said that Madam Qin smashed several lamps in the courtyard."

Li Baojia, who was happy for his success in persuading Li Jiaying to return to Suzhou just now, suddenly became depressed.

Is this unavoidable?

Then she comforted herself: It's okay, the prince will definitely not interact with her during the Lantern Festival, and her father will understand by then.

In the previous Lantern Festival, she also handed the prince a handkerchief, and he took it too.

But she guessed he was not so willing.

After all, he has to maintain his persona of being like the breeze and the moon, and he also has to be grateful for the face of his mentor, Taifu Li.

After all, she forced him once.

He didn't look very good at that time, and he didn't give her any beads or flowers in return.

This time, if she doesn't take the initiative to provoke him, she will be fine.

Li Baojia's thoughts turned a thousand times, but finally she put on a smile and said, "I know, Mom, it's been a hard walk, and it's getting late, so let's go back and rest."

Mother Lin said yes repeatedly and stayed there with a loving look on her face until Li Baojia had gone far, then turned around and went back.

Xiao Tao chirped on the road: "Oh, I almost forgot, it's the Lantern Festival soon, and you haven't even started embroidering the handkerchief yet!"

Li Baojia said: "There is no need to prepare this year."

Xiao Tao was stunned for a moment: "This...don't you need to send it to His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Li Baojia turned around and said to Xiaotao in a rather serious tone: "Don't get between me and His Highness the Crown Prince. I don't like him, and he doesn't like me either. There won't be any good results if we force ourselves to be together."

Seeing her disgust, Xiao Tao said in a daze, "But if you don't marry His Highness the Crown Prince, who will you marry?"

Li Baojia thought for a while and finally decided to arrange the choreography for His Highness the Crown Prince: "Do you still remember the last time I went to the East Palace?"

Xiaotao nodded.

She continued: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince told me at that time that he liked Su Ruhui's type and hoped that I would stop humiliating myself."

Xiaotao was simple-minded. In her heart, her young lady was naturally the best in the capital. His Highness the Crown Prince was so disgusted with her. She immediately became angry: "I didn't expect His Highness the Crown Prince to be such a person! He was so disrespectful of the young lady's face and humiliated her." Miss!"

Li Baojia was afraid that she would say something outrageous again, so he had to cover her mouth and said: "It can't be said that it is His Highness the Crown Prince's fault. He just doesn't like me."

Su Ruhui has a reputation as a talented girl among the noble girls in the capital. Except for her family background, which is a bit ordinary among the noble girls, she can't fault her for anything else.

She told Xiaotao this because she also wanted her to stop trying so hard to bring her and the prince together.At least you have to be on the same side as her.

When the two of them entered the inner room, Xiao Tao was still angry, and Li Baojia, somewhat dumbfounded, ordered Xiao Tao to order hot water.

She must have been tired from a trip to the Minister's Mansion today. She fell asleep quickly after taking a bath and lying on the bed.

That night.

East Palace.

Eunuch Huang outside heard the commotion and quickly ordered hot water and went in with a basin.

After entering, Zhao Yi was still sitting with his clothes open, his strong chest glistening with sweat stains, his eyes reddish, and his whole person exuding an evil spirit.

Huang Gao didn't dare to look at it. He put the gold basin on the wash stand, soaked the towel and lowered his head.

He thought to himself: No wonder it is often said that His Highness is the real number one son in the capital. If those ladies saw the scene just now, wouldn't they be even more crazy about His Highness?

The literati in the capital were very bored, wondering whether to choose the first or second son among the young talents in the capital or the young men from aristocratic families.

In fact, they are ranked according to appearance. These rankings are widely circulated in various story books. There are also many people who say that His Highness the Crown Prince is the number one son in the capital. However, because of His Royal Highness' status, they only dare to tease and show off in secret. It is absolutely impossible to do so.

(End of this chapter)

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