Good luck in pregnancy: The lucky child is loved by the group

Chapter 61: The Marquis's Child-Raised Little Wife
After returning to the mansion, Fan An first washed and changed his clothes, and then went to Qiming Palace to visit the old marquis.

She explained to the princess that she had made a vow before the Bodhisattva and needed to go there to pray every day.

The princess was moved by her filial piety and naturally agreed happily.

The next day, before it was fully light, Fanan got up, packed his things, and prepared to go to the temple.

In the next few days, she went to Minguang Temple every day and did not return to the Marquis' Mansion until the evening.

The reason why he came back so late was of course because Fanan would hang out outside every afternoon.

When Nanny Wang saw Fan'an walking around, she kept urging her to return home as soon as possible. Although her persuasion was ineffective, Nanny Wang did not dare to tell the princess.

Finally, the temple fair ended, Fan'an no longer went out and stayed quietly in Langyueju. Only then did Nanny Wang breathe a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps the prayers really worked. Two days later, the old marquis, who had been unconscious for many years, woke up and was in good mental condition. He was even able to speak slowly. It was simply a miracle.

Vanan went to visit and took care of her together with the princess.

She took out the Buddhist scriptures she brought from the temple, copied them when she had time, then prayed and burned them.

The old marquis saw her writing seriously and nodded with satisfaction: "This child is really filial."

The prince and princess also appreciated her behavior.

Fan An wrote a line of words and brought it to the old marquis: "Can you read it clearly?"

The old marquis squinted his eyes for a while, looked a little surprised, then returned to normal and nodded slightly.

Fan An raised his eyebrows, confirming her guess.

In the past few days, Fan An heard many rumors about Jiang Lanyue when he was out. They were all about him hanging around brothels and spending money on pleasure. He was not as notorious as his brother said.

Obviously, the rumors in the capital exaggerated the power of the Southwestern Marquisate.

After observing for a period of time, Fan An was sure that Jiang Lanyue was deliberately pretending to be a playboy.

My brother once said that the emperor had long been wary of the power of the Southwest Marquisate.

Therefore, the Marquis' Mansion spent every day in vigilance, and even the servants had to be careful with their words and actions.

So, who is the court's spy and where is he hiding?
Fan An suddenly remembered that Jiang Lanyue always kept to himself and never had any servants around him.

Perhaps, they themselves don't know who is the enemy and who is the friend.

Fan An frowned, and finally decided to pick up the pen again and write another line: Old Marquis, I want to contact A Yue more. I believe I can help this family.

Fan An stood up, walked towards the old marquis with a smile on his face, and handed him the paper.

The old marquis squinted his eyes for a moment, nodded slightly, and smiled gently.

"Good boy."

Fan An secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to burn the paper.

She continued to copy Buddhist scriptures and then burned them all.

Two days later, the old marquis told the princess that he hoped the young couple would consummate their marriage as soon as possible and have children for the Jiang family, and that there should be no delay.

The princess' smile was a little stiff, and she asked, "Didn't you agree before that they could consummate their marriage in a few years? An An is still young."

The old marquis shook his head and replied, "I don't have much time left... I still want to hug my great-grandson before I die..."

Seeing how persistent he was, the princess did not dare to persuade him anymore and nodded in agreement.

"My daughter-in-law will make arrangements immediately."

The princess walked towards Langyueju anxiously. Before she could figure out how to start talking, she saw Fan'an walking out of the room.

Fan An said with a smile: "Mother, I want to move to Qingfeng Pavilion today." The princess was a little surprised and asked curiously: "Isn't Langyueju a good place to live? Why do you suddenly want to move to Qingfeng Pavilion?"

Fan An seemed a little angry, but after being angry, he felt a little scared. "Mother, Langyue Residence is no longer habitable. The prince said he sent a small pet to my room. I asked him what it was, and he said it was a bamboo leaf green snake!"

After hearing this, the princess was stunned for a moment, severely condemned Jiang Lanyue's behavior, and then agreed to Fan'an's request.

She was originally worried about how to start the conversation, but now she can solve the problem naturally and then teach her son well.

However, the so-called Bamboo Leaf Green Snake was just a lie made up by Fan'an.

The princess has an innocent character and her inner thoughts are written on her face, so she can only find a reasonable excuse to give both parties a way out.

When all the items were packed up and moved to Qingfeng Pavilion, it was already dark.

Fan An said to Chunxiang and others, "You all go down and have a rest. I will call you if there is anything."

As he said this, Fanan yawned, climbed onto the bed and slept on the inside.

The furnishings in Jiang Lanyue's room are as neat and clean as he is.

His quilt also had the same faint scent of ambergris as he did.

Fan An gently lifted the quilt to let the smell dissipate a little, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it was before the quilt moved slightly. Someone lay down, and the heavy weight caused the spacious bed to shake slightly.

Fanan opened his eyes drowsily from his sleep and looked out unconsciously.

In the dim light, she could only see a dark shadow with a vague outline, and in that shadow, a pair of black eyes flashed with an unknown light in the darkness.

"Ah!" Fan An, who was unprepared, turned pale with fright.

Jiang Lanyue just smiled lightly, his voice gentle and bright.

"Little Fatty, you had the audacity to climb into my bed when I wasn't around and sleep so soundly. Isn't it a little late to panic now?"

Fan An rolled his eyes at him and tried to make his voice sound calm.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to help you."

In the darkness, he was silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on her fair and tender face, but he showed no intention of moving.

"I have already asked the old marquis, and he has agreed that I can live with you temporarily. This way, we will have the opportunity to have more contact in the future, and I can find a chance to help you."

She paused for a moment, but he seemed to have made up his mind. He pulled the quilt up by himself, closed his eyes, and seemed to fall asleep.

Fan An was stunned and waited for a long time. He didn't want to talk anymore, so he couldn't help but gently push his strong arm.

"Hey, I really want to help you..."

He didn't respond and continued to sleep soundly.

Fan An couldn't help but move closer and repeated in a low voice: "I really..."

Suddenly, his hand stretched out from the darkness and quickly pulled her towards him, followed by a force pressing her against his chest.

"Got it, go to sleep."

The next day, both of them woke up unexpectedly late, and were naturally late for the greetings.

The princess didn't mind it at all, instead she seemed very happy.

She patted Fan's hand gently and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we are all family, there is no need to come and greet on time every day."

Afterwards, the princess rewarded all the maids and servants, and everyone in Langyueju and Qingfengge received rewards.

Fan An accompanied the old marquis as usual, and went to learn chess from a female teacher in the afternoon, and returned to Qingfeng Pavilion in the evening.