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

"Why... why can't you wait for me a little longer? When I sit in that position, you will be the one who can do more than ten thousand people. Why don't you wait for me..."

Xuanyuan Jin's voice was choked, and he didn't know whether he was asking himself or others.

"Why did you never tell me that I was pregnant? I am your husband, am I really not worthy of your trust?"

Xuanyuan Jin stayed alone in the house for a long time, which made the people waiting outside the courtyard anxious.

Ever since the former Eighth Princess left, the Eighth Prince has ordered no one to come here, and no one has even been sent to clean it.

Now there was no prepared clothing inside, and the weather was getting colder. Wang Shun was really worried that something would happen to his master inside.

But he also knew that since it was confirmed that Aunt Rong had framed the eighth princess, the Eighth Prince had never been to Aunt Rong's place again.

Although Aunt Rong was spared her life, it seemed that Aunt Rong had also fallen out of favor.

Wang Shun felt sad, feeling sorry for the former eighth princess.

She was a good concubine and a legitimate son, but she was framed by a side concubine and got into such a situation.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time for you to rest."

Seeing the sky getting darker and darker, Wang Shun could no longer bear it and stepped into the main courtyard.

Wang Shun was also shocked when he saw the depressed scene in the main courtyard.

He quickly walked towards the house and saw that the Eighth Prince was asleep on a bed that didn't even have a bed.

Wang Shun couldn't explain how he felt. This was the bedroom of the eighth princess.

Hearing Wang Shun's voice, Xuanyuan Jin slowly woke up.

"What time is it?"

"Go back to your lord, it's almost time to give birth."

Xuanyuan Jin came back to his senses and hummed softly.

He looked at the bare bed board beneath him with a sad expression.

Seeing Xuanyuan Jin like this, Wang Shun felt bad.

Just when he was about to persuade him again, Xuanyuan Jin got up on his own.

"Let's go."

Wang Shun received the master's order and did not dare to hesitate. He quickly picked up the lantern and followed Xuanyuan Jin back to the study.

And Rong Jiao waited in the hospital for a whole day, without any news from Biyun or any movement from Xuanyuan Jin, which made her inexplicably restless.

Looking at the maid serving beside her, Rong Jiao felt very irritable.

But she can no longer drive people away like before. Now there are not many people around her to serve.

If she drives people away again, I am afraid that the Eighth Prince will not be happy to send people to her again.

Although the power of running the Eighth Prince's Palace is still in her hands, Rong Jiao feels that she will not stay for long.

When she was demoted to a commoner, she knew that the power of the family had nothing to do with her.

She thought that the Eighth Prince knew about this and would come to her to accuse her.

She had even thought about how to explain herself.

After all, she was once the one who conceived a child for the Eighth Prince. She thought that the Eighth Prince would not be so ruthless.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't see the Eighth Prince, which made Rong Jiao feel inexplicably panicked.

"You, go find Wang San."

Although the maid didn't know what Rong Jiao wanted to do, she still responded respectfully and hurried to find someone.

When Wang San heard that Rong Jiao was looking for him, he immediately smiled.

Although Rong Jiao is no longer a concubine, she is indeed the only mistress of the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Besides, the Eighth Prince had no intention of coming to accuse Rong Jiao when something like this happened. Isn't this just the Eighth Prince's preference for Rong Jiao?

Because of this, many people hurriedly left Rong Jiao's yard after experiencing this incident.

Only Wang San still insisted that Rong Jiao would be able to regain her former identity in the future.

"Auntie, are you looking for a slave?"

Seeing Wang San's usual respectful attitude, the expression on Rong Jiao's face couldn't help but soften a lot.

"It's really tiring to come to you so late."

Rong Jiao said and gave Wang San a money bag beside her.

Wang San was flattered and took it. Feeling the weight on his hand, Wang San couldn't help but smile.

"If my aunt needs anything, just tell the servant directly. There is no need to spend so much money."

Seeing Wang San like this, Rong Jiao was in a good mood.

"Take it, you don't need it yourself, your family still has to live, right?"

Wang San then thanked you respectfully, "Thank you so much, my aunt."

"That's all, get up. Doing good things for me in the future will definitely benefit you."

Wang San knew that it was time for him to show his loyalty, and immediately said: "Auntie, please rest assured, I will definitely not do anything like betraying my aunt."

Wang San's attitude made Rong Jiao very satisfied.

"That's good, help me go to the front to inquire and see what's going on with Biyun? Why is there suddenly no one there?"

"Where is the prince..."

Rong Jiao hesitated to speak, but the Eighth Prince understood what she meant.

"Auntie, please don't worry, I will help you find out."

Seeing Wang San go out, Rong Jiao picked up the tea cup.

Sure enough, money can make all the difference.These Central Plains people are greedy by nature, how can they be compared with their sons from Baiyue?

But what Rong Jiao didn't know was that Wuyou not only sent it to Baiyue, but also wrote a letter to inform Wuyou about the things she did in the capital.

Wuyou looked at the heart in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sir, my sister has returned to Baiyue. I'm afraid something happened to Rong Jiao."

Hearing this, Rong Xiuyun couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Although he also heard that Rong Jiao was restless in the capital, he heard that the eighth prince was quite fond of her.

I don't know what happened, but something happened to Rong Jiao who had received the blessing of the Eighth Prince.

Seeing the letter from Wuyou, Rong Xiuyun guessed that it was probably written by Wuyou.

"When did Wuyou go back?"

"Three days ago."

Rong Xiuyun didn't ask any more questions, but opened the letter in his hand.

When he saw that Rong Jiao not only had a false pregnancy, but also framed the eighth princess who fell into the water and lost her child...

After Rong Xiuyun read the letter completely, he immediately sent someone to find Xuanyuan Ke.

"Your Highness, our young master has invited me to discuss something important with you."

Wu Wu was Rong Xiuyun's personal bodyguard. Looking at Wu Wu's anxious expression, Xuanyuan Ke also knew that something else might have happened.

Seeing Zheng Jinyu still making small clothes for the child, her expression couldn't help but soften a lot.

"It's getting cold. You go back and rest. I'll be back soon."

Zheng Jinyu hugged the hand warmer Zhu Qiuqi made for her a little tighter. After hearing Xuanyuan Ke's instructions, she knew that he was worried about her, so she didn't ask any more questions.

He just nodded and told her to be careful before getting up and going back to the house.

After sending Zheng Jinyu back, Xuanyuan Ke asked someone to guard the door again, and then followed Wuyou to the front yard.