I am happy to be a mother in a famine year, I have a system to farm the land

"Greetings to the prince..."

Xuanyuan Jin raised his hand to support the person, "Prime Minister, you are not above the court, so why should you be so formal."

Sima Lian is a cautious person. He even has his own considerations about the number of steps he takes to go to court and where he stands every day.

Day after day, year after year, it never changes.

Only such a cautious person deserves Xuanyuan Jin's trust.

"How is it?"

Xuanyuan Jin is most worried about Rong Jiao now.

If it were before, Xuanyuan Jin might not be so worried, after all, Rong Jiao no longer has the help of Prince Rong.

Keeping her by his side can only be regarded as a drag.

He had even thought about how to settle Rong Jiao in the future. But who would have thought that Rong Jiao would overestimate her ability to attack Sun Ningsi.

Xuanyuan Jin is not stupid. When he came into contact with Sun Ningsi, he knew that Sun Ningsi was not a simple person.

But it was such a person in the backyard that kept the backyard from becoming chaotic.

But if this backyard is really controlled by Rong Jiao, then the backyard of their Eighth Prince's Mansion will be in chaos.

Thinking that the princess had been bullied by Rong Jiao and even lost her child, Xuanyuan Jin didn't have any shame.

However, thinking that Rong Jiao still had some use, this child was left to him after all.

Thinking of the child in Rong Jiao's belly, Xuanyuan Jin felt excited.

If he is a prince, then he can be considered to have a wife.

You know, the reason why many people in this court have not expressed their support for him is because he still has children.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Jin couldn't help but sigh.

He never thought that one day he would worry about his child.

He used to worry that the child would be born too early, which would hinder him.

Unexpectedly, in the end, there was no child left.

Thinking of his younger brothers and how many children there were in the backyard, Xuanyuan Jin felt anxious.

Now that Rong Jiao is pregnant, it has given him an added boost.

Although Rong Jiao is stupid, if the child is raised by Sun Ningsi's side in the future, he will not be like his mother.

"My lord, would you like to go in and take a look?"

The doctor just said that Rong Jiao has been given anti-fetal pills, and now Rong Jiao is resting.

Going in at this time will not disturb Rong Jiao.

When Xuanyuan Jin heard this, he nodded impatiently.

"I, the king, will go and take a look."

When he saw Rong Jiao's fair face, Xuanyuan Jin was in a trance for a while.

Once when he saw Rong Jiao in the poetry circle, Rong Jiao looked as white as snow.

At that time, he only thought that it was a fairy descending to earth, but he never imagined that such a fairy would actually land next to him.

If Rong Jiao hadn't been as smart as before, she would have looked a bit like her before.

For a moment, Xuanyuan Jin lost his mind when he looked at Rong Jiao's face.

Sima Lian didn't want to go in and disturb the two of them, but seeing that it was getting later and later, Sima Lian was also worried about how Xuanyuan Jin would go back and explain to Sun Ningsi.

This Sun Ningsi is not only Xuanyuan Jin's concubine, but also Sun Mingda's daughter.

Who is this Sun Mingda? He is now the Minister of War in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Nowadays, apart from the generals who hold military power, the Minister of War is the person who knows the most about the army.

Most of those who supported Xuanyuan Jin were civil servants.

Although Sima Lian didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that now was the time when Great Zhou needed generals.

If Xuanyuan Jin does not take the opportunity to win over the generals at this time, it will be even more difficult to win over the generals in the future.

Thinking of this, Sima Lian sighed.

He winked at the maid beside him and said, "Go in and remind the prince, just say it's getting late."

Sure enough, with the maid's reminder, Xuanyuan Jin helped Rong Jiao out in a moment.

Rong Jiao's expression was full of joy, especially when she saw Xuanyuan Jin personally supporting her, Rong Jiao finally raised her head high.

Sure enough, the one Xuanyuan Jin couldn't live without was her Rong Jiao, not Wang Zhen or that bitch in the front yard!

Thinking of this, Rong Jiao couldn't help but tighten her grip on Xuanyuan Jin's arm.

As long as she persists, the position of the eighth princess will definitely be hers in the future.

Rong Jiao originally planned to leave, but thinking of the danger she was in this time, she looked at Sima Lian coldly.

"Prime Minister Sima, the family rules in your mansion don't seem to be that strict."

Sima Lian naturally knew what Rong Jiao was talking about.

Nowadays, Rong Jiao is the person that Xuanyuan Jin wants to support, so he naturally has to be courteous.

What's more, his son has to test Rongjiao to find her back. If something happens to Rongjiao, his son may also...

Thinking of this, Sima Lian's face couldn't help but turn pale.

"Thank you, Auntie Rong, for reminding me. I'll note it down."

Although Rong Jiao hated Murong Ting, she also knew about Sima Lian's difficulties.

Maybe she didn't know Sima Lian's situation in the mansion before, let alone how domineering Murong Ting was.

But after staying in this Sima Mansion for two days, Rong Jiao knew what kind of wolf den this Sima Mansion was.

Thinking of this, Rong Jiao looked at Sima Lian with sympathy.

She never thought that Sima Lian, a dignified prime minister, would be forced to come here by a woman.

But Rong Jiao didn't have a good impression of Murong Ting, especially when she heard that Murong Ting was still staying in the backyard, she felt a little unhappy.

Just wait, one day she will pay back all the grievances she suffered from Murong Ting.

Thinking of what she had experienced in Sima Mansion these days, Rong Jiao's fingers couldn't help but tighten a bit.

If Sima Lian hadn't appeared in time, she might not have been able to save her child.

And all this is thanks to Murong Ting!

That poisonous woman!

"Okay, it's getting late, we should go back."

Although he didn't know what Rong Jiao had suffered in the Sima Mansion these days, Xuanyuan Jin now wanted to protect Rong Jiao from the bottom of his heart.

For no other reason than for the sake of the child in Rong Jiao's belly, he had to protect her.

I just don’t know what Rong Jiao is thinking now. If she still wants the position of concubine...

Xuanyuan Jin thought for a moment and thought that it wouldn't hurt to give it to Rong Jiao.

The current head of their Eighth Prince's Mansion is Sun Ningsi.

And with Sun Ningsi here, he could feel more at ease.

Thinking of Sun Ningsi, Xuanyuan Jin's face showed a touch of softness.

Although Sun Ningsi had her own thoughts, she had to admit that she did manage the Eighth Prince's Mansion very well.

Based on this alone, Xuanyuan Jin sincerely thanked Sun Ningsi.

"I haven't thanked the Prime Minister yet. If I were not the Prime Minister's person, I am afraid that both I and the child in my belly would be..."

Thinking of this, Rong Jiao couldn't help but blush.