Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Grandma Yuan looked at his back and didn't know what to say. She held it in for a long time before she finally managed to say, "Now that you are back in Beijing, do you still have an official position?"

Meng Suzhou found it funny and said in a low voice, "I have handed over the military power, so how can I have any official positions? I only have a reputation, so it is quite easy."

"I am happy to be an idle prince." Meng Suzhou chuckled twice and slowly exhaled, "Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Suzhou walked away. Granny Yuan was the only one left in the huge hall, looking at his back in a daze.

When Fang Xuxun came over, he saw her sitting alone at the table, "Mother, my dear... why are your eyes red?"

Grandma Yuan suddenly came back to her senses, touched the corners of her eyes with trembling fingertips, and said softly, "It's nothing, you saw it wrong."

Fang Xu Ding looked at her, and after a while, he asked in a low voice, "Did mother start a quarrel with Prince Rong?"

"There's no need to quarrel." Granny Yuan laughed dryly and looked in the direction of the door in a daze, "He and I are not even qualified to quarrel now."

Fang Xu sat next to her, with worried eyes, and began to persuade, "If there is a misunderstanding, just resolve it. If you put it off again and again, you will waste several years on it. At this age, why bother?"

Granny Yuan didn't answer, still looking in the direction outside the door.

Fang Xu sighed lightly and closed his mouth, just staying with her quietly.
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Jingyuan
At noon, when the food was put on the table, Bi Luo trotted into the room and called softly, "Miss, it's time to eat."

Song Huixin was standing in the room, wiping his sword, and responded to the words without much interest.

After about a stick of incense, Song Huixin came belatedly. Seeing only Biluo in the courtyard, he frowned and said softly, "Where's Xie Li?"

"My uncle has been summoned to the palace, but he hasn't come back yet." Bi Luo put down the bowls and chopsticks and replied in a low voice, "My uncle has given instructions. The young lady doesn't have to wait for him, just eat first."

Song Huixin curled his lips and said in a displeased tone, "I ran to the palace all the time. Those who didn't know thought he lived there."

"My uncle is now a worker in front of the emperor, so he naturally deserves more attention." Bi Luo responded to her words while placing the food on the table in front of her and opening the lid.

In an instant, the garden was filled with fragrance.

After just one sniff, Song Huixin suddenly changed his face, covered his mouth, endured the discomfort, rushed to the tree in the backyard, and vomited.

"Miss!" Bi Luo exclaimed and rushed over to help her.

Song Huixin had no time to pay attention to her. He supported the tree with his arms and kept vomiting.

She got up late in the morning and hadn't eaten much. Now she was almost vomiting out all the bile.

"Miss..." Bi Luo was frightened, her eyes were red and her voice was choked, "What's going on?"

Song Huixin finally stopped vomiting and stood up straight, holding on to the tree. His face was sallow and he waved his hands repeatedly, "I won't eat...I have no appetite..."

"Miss, you haven't eaten since you got up early, and if you don't eat lunch..." Biluo pursed her lips and discussed with her, "Why don't you go tell the kitchen to make you a bowl of shrimp porridge?"

Not to mention it was okay, but when the name of the dish was mentioned, Song Huixin reacted again, buried himself and vomited again.

Bi Luo's face turned pale with fright, she raised her hand and slapped her mouth, muttering, "I'll let you owe me!"

Suddenly, Bi Luo seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes lit up, "Miss, are you happy?"

Song Huixin pulled out the handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the corners of his mouth, glared at her and said softly, "Nonsense, isn't this vomiting thin?"

"Oh, what I mean is either rare, happy, or pregnant!" Bi Luo jumped to her feet anxiously and said bluntly, "The way I look at you, it looks very much like the pregnancy mentioned in the book! Song Huixin looked at her with suspicion in his tone, "Are you still reading? What books are you reading?"

Bi Luo chuckled and said a little sheepishly, "The storybook."

Song Huixin rolled his eyes at her and said in a low voice, "Tell me, why do you know how to read serious books?"

"Is this the point?" Bi Luo pouted in dissatisfaction and frowned, "The most urgent thing is to find a doctor to show the lady. If she is really pregnant, the general has a spirit in heaven, and he will definitely You will be pleased!"

Song Huixin waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Please clear the table before you go. You can take it down and eat it. I really can't eat it."

Bi Luo nodded and directed the servants in the yard to clear the table, while she quickly rushed out of the yard and ran towards the gate.

After a while, Bi Luo rushed in carrying an old man with a white beard and shouted, "Miss, I'm here with the doctor!"

Seeing that she was behaving rudely, Song Huixin hurriedly scolded her, "Let go of your hand quickly, or you'll scare the doctor!"

Bi Luo turned around and saw that the old man he was holding in his hand was pale and his pupils were dilated, as if he had been severely rubbed.

Bi Luo was startled, and quickly let go of her hand, smiling bitterly, "I'm sorry, doctor, it's my fault for being impatient..."

The old doctor waved his hand, stabilized his body, and forced a smile, "Young girl is very good at martial arts. This light kung fu is extremely powerful."

Bi Luo was a little embarrassed and urged in a low voice, "Doctor, my young lady is not feeling well. Could you please take a good look at her?"

The old doctor nodded, raised his hand to straighten the hat on his head and whispered, "Don't worry, I will do my best."

After saying this, the old doctor walked to the table, put a handkerchief on Song Huixin's wrist, lowered his fingertips, and carefully felt the pulse.

Feeling his pulse, the old doctor frowned at first, then relaxed his brows, making Song Huixin and Bi Luo also become nervous.

Bi Luo clasped her hands together and kept praying, murmuring, "General bless you...general bless you..."

"It's done." The old doctor retracted his hand and took away the handkerchief, his eyes full of smiles, "Madam is indeed happy, but the month is a little shallow, so you need to pay more attention to it on weekdays, and you must not be careless."

Song Huixin only heard the first words, but she couldn't hear anything the old doctor said next.

Good news...

Song Huixin was dumbfounded and sat on the stool, his fingertips subconsciously touching his lower abdomen.

My belly is still very flat, so why is there a child inside?
There was a crisp sound at the door, and Song Huixin raised his head slightly slowly, raised his eyes, and met Xie Li's eyes outside the door.

Xie Li stood at the door and didn't know what to say. His face turned pale, which was exactly the same as Song Huixin's expression.

"Xie Li..."

Song Huixin moved her lips and called softly, "Why are you back at this hour?"

Xie Li was stunned for a moment before he remembered to reply, "I'm afraid you won't want to eat at home alone, so I'll come back and take a look."

The old doctor looked at the two of them and guessed Xie Li's identity, and immediately congratulated him, "Congratulations, this lady is already one month pregnant, but the month is shorter. I will prescribe some anti-fetal medicine later and take it on time." Come on, absolutely no problem.”

Xie Li's eyes flashed, looking at Song Huixin with an unpredictable look.