Raiders of His Royal Highness

The flickering candlelight in the house reflected on Qin Zhirong's delicate little face, making her look more and more like an autumn moon, with all her splendor.

After a long time, Qin Zhirong realized that tonight's Highness seemed to be a little different than usual.

She leaned closer to Yu Ling and tilted her head: "Your Highness?"

Yu Ling was silent for a long time, and there was a hint of loneliness in his cold voice: "Bengong is thinking, since it is the purse that Rong'er embroidered for me, I will wear it on my body every day."

She is too lazy to take care of other people's opinions. This is the first time Rong Er has embroidered a purse for her...

However, Qin Zhirong also felt that Yu Ling felt a little gloomy at the moment. Even if he was talking about coaxing people as usual, he was no longer entertaining and joking.

She didn't understand a little, why did His Highness meet the Fifth Prince once, and it was like this after he came back?

Now she also knows that His Royal Highness has contacts with the Fifth Prince, and their contacts are probably also discussing the battle for the throne.

So is your Highness worried about this?

Qin Zhirong is a young woman who follows court instructions. Although she is smart, and sometimes not as good as other boudoir girls, she only narrows her eyes to the corner of the backyard of her house, but she also knows that women should not arbitrarily discuss government affairs.

So at this moment, she thought that Yu Ling was bored because of the court affairs, so she didn't ask any more questions.

She put down the unfinished purse, slowly undressed Yu Ling, and changed the subject: "I don't know what's going on with the trouble today, but I haven't sent hot water in to wash."

When there was only one obscene garment left on her upper body, Yu Ling held her soft and boneless hand, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Does Rong'er want to consummate the house?"

Qin Zhirong: "...?"

Her little face turned crimson instantly, and she looked at Yu Ling with gleaming eyes.

She seemed a little puzzled why Yu Ling suddenly asked such a question.

"...Does Rong'er want to have a child of her own?" Yu Ling hesitated for a long time, and finally asked.

Qin Zhirong: "???"

It turned out that what bothered His Majesty was not the matter in the courtroom.

She looked at Yu Ling's silent eyes flashing with hope and determination.

His Highness did not know that she already knew her daughter's body, so His Highness was worried that her identity would be exposed in the future, would he still be with her?

Is it for the kids?

She and His Royal Highness are both women, even if they love each other, they will never have children in their lifetime.

Your Highness is testing her tone.

"So, what about Your Highness?" Qin Zhirong asked softly after being silent for a while.

Yu Ling saw Qin Zhirong lowered his head, his feather fan trembling like a butterfly.

She said in a low voice: "Bengong fell into the water and was injured when he was a child, and he was lingering on the bed all year round. I am afraid that there is no hope for the heir."

"So if Rong'er loves children, I'm afraid Ben Gong can't do anything."

The words 'powerless' were heard in Qin Zhirong's ears, softly like catkins swaying in the wind, really powerless...

At this moment, she finally fully understood the worry in Yu Ling's heart.

She raised her head and looked at Yu Ling, who had a calm face, with a soft and lingering gaze. She gently stretched out her little hand and caressed the back of Yu Ling's clenched hand.

"Oh, in fact, the concubine really likes children, and I used to imagine the scene of a harmonious husband and wife and children around their knees..."

Qin Zhirong's words gradually came out, and Yu Ling's face gradually turned pale.

"It's just that the concubine is now married to His Highness and belongs to His Highness. Since His Highness's children are difficult, then the concubine can only follow His Highness..."

Yu Ling's originally pale face turned completely pale now.

Her heart struggled.

"If in the future, Ben Gong is willing to fulfill the wishes of the children around their knees..." Yu Ling opened his mouth and said word by word.

Qin Zhirong raised the corners of his mouth: "How to make it happen? Is it to let the concubine die in the name of the princess and get out of the world, and then marry someone else?"

Under Yu Ling's reddish eyes, Qin Zhirong smiled softly and said, "But others are not His Highness."

"His Royal Highness is so good, why is the concubine willing to hand over His Highness? Even if there are no children or daughters in the future?"

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, and there are always some things that can't be done in this world. If the result is that children and grandchildren are full of children and grandchildren, they have to abandon the Highness in exchange, then such a blessing is not what the concubine wants."

"My concubine just wants to have a white head with His Highness Mu Xue... Your Highness, please don't push your concubine away..."

Qin Zhirong smiled and shyly wrapped around Yu Ling's thin waist, resting her head on her chest, listening to her steady and powerful heartbeat, she felt a lot of peace of mind.

Since those words were to comfort Yu Ling, why didn't she tell her what she was listening to?

She had already thought about it, since she couldn't do everything comprehensively, she just needed to stay by Yu Ling's side quietly. The rest, he did not think about it.

Yu Ling felt the warmth rushing into her arms, and it seemed that her whole body suddenly became a lot warmer.

She stretched her brows and raised her hand gently, hugging her treasure.

"This is what Rong'er said, and Ben Gong will not let it go in the future."

...

Time flies, and months pass in a flash.

As the end of the year approaches, Beijing is also becoming more and more lively.

In these days, what people are talking about is the arrogance of the concubine Shangguan, who has just passed the third prince.