Raiders of His Royal Highness

He naively thought that because of Yu Ling's body, it might be difficult for the heir. So after hearing what he was happy to blurt out just now, he became a little anxious.

Seeing Yu Ling's coughing badly at this moment, he was so anxious to ask the imperial doctor to come.

Yu Ling waved his hand and coughed for a while before he recovered.

"Mr. Zhang, cough... It's not urgent... Don't worry about it... Others say that Ben Gong can't survive Double Ten, and I'm afraid that in the case of children, Ben Gong is powerless..."

If she wants to have children, she can only have children with other men. But as long as she thinks about this, she only feels uncomfortable all over her body, and she only has Rong'er in her heart, so she won't have anything to do with other men.

Moreover, after she confessed her identity to Rong Er, if Rong Er also accepted her, there would be no children between them...

Thinking of the child, Yu Ling suddenly became a little nervous.

She looked at the stone road in front of her, raised her feet and walked forward quickly.

Seeing this, Eunuch Zhang, who was behind him, wondered why His Royal Highness left in a panic while talking.

But seeing the dim lanterns on both sides of the road ahead, he hurriedly followed: "His Royal Highness, slow down and step carefully..."

After a while, Yu Ling, who had rushed all the way to the main hall, saw the bright lights in the house, and suddenly stopped.

Yu Ling stood in the dark corner of the corner, looking at the upright figure in the room, seeing her bowing her head as if she was doing something.

After a while, a petite figure approached her, bent over to look at it, and said to the upright figure, "Niangniang, no matter how bright the candles are in the house, your needlework will hurt your eyes. Why don't you do it tomorrow."

"No hurry, His Highness hasn't come back yet, I'll embroider for a while."

No choice but to light another candle and place it on the desk in front of Qin Zhirong.

Yu Ling stood by the window in the corner, quietly watching the figure reflected in the window.

Just now, he was anxious to ask Qin Zhirong, but when he walked outside the house, he was a little afraid to go in.

If the answer she gets is unbearable, what should she do?

Whether to hold her back and drag her to sink in this world... Or let it go and wait until the big event in the future to choose a good son-in-law for Rong Er, so that she can live longer and live longer, and have many children and grandchildren...

Yu Ling hesitated and hesitated for a long time in his heart.

"Your Highness, why didn't you go in?"

Eunuch Zhang trotted along with the lantern, and saw Yu Ling standing in the dark with a bit of disappointment, staring at the house for a moment.

He moved the lantern in front of Yu Ling and said, "I'm afraid the Crown Princess has been waiting for His Highness for a long time."

When he came back to his senses, Yu Ling looked at the disturbed figure in the room and said, "Director Zhang, let's go back and rest."

After he finished speaking, he saw the figure in the house hurried to the door and opened the door.

She looked at Nao Nao who turned her head to look over, smiled, and walked over: "Has the Crown Princess rested yet?"

Nao Nao nodded his head in surprise: "The maiden is still waiting for Her Highness."

She looked at Yu Ling, who had already entered the room, and withdrew from Eunuch Zhang's eyes.

"Little girl, go to the small kitchen and watch, let's heat some hot water." Eunuch Zhang said with a smile that could not see his teeth.

Seeing the noise, he was a little dazed, so he pretended to cough and explained, "Your Highness hasn't washed yet."

Then he stopped the noise who was going to the small kitchen: "Don't worry now, don't disturb Your Highness before your Highness calls for water, do you understand?"

Nodding confusedly.

In this way, Eunuch Zhang walked away leisurely with a childish and teachable look.

...

Inside, the candles flickered.

Yu Ling looked at Qin Zhirong who came to her and took off her big cloak for her, opened her hand in cooperation with her, lowered her head and asked softly, "What was Rong'er doing just now?"

Qin Zhirong hugged Yu Ling's snow-colored big cloak, put it on the shelf, turned around and started taking off her coat for her.

"The concubine was just idle and had nothing to do, and I fought with Nao Nao for a while. What, has your Highness now asked clearly what the concubine does?"

Qin Zhirong took off her clothes for Yu Ling and glanced at Yu Ling jokingly.

Yu Ling's open arms wrapped around Qin Zhirong's waist involuntarily, and lowered her head to look at her, who was charming and charming even with an angry face.

After a while, he said, "Ben Gong is just asking casually, Rong'er, don't worry about it."

Hearing this, Qin Zhirong, who was taken into Yu Ling's arms, tilted her head and smiled softly: "Actually, the concubine was embroidering a purse just now."

Then she gently left Yu Ling's embrace and dragged her to the side of the bed.

Yu Ling saw Qin Zhirong with a smile on his face and took out a purse embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks from under the pillow, and handed it to her with shining eyes: "Look at your Highness, do you still like it?"

With Qin Zhirong's eyes full of anticipation, she slowly took over the delicately embroidered purse, looked at it carefully, and nodded, "I like it."

"As long as your highness likes it, when the concubine's body is embroidered, it will be worn by your highness."

"However, this purse is worn in the East Palace, and it will be taken off when you go out."

Yu Ling tilted her head: "Why?"

Qin Zhirong replied with a smile: "If Your Highness wants others to think that His Highness is a loving person, then you can wear it."

"The relationship between mandarin ducks is long, so if others see it, I'm afraid it will damage the majesty of His Highness..."

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, little cuties! Refill!