A concubine's daughter is reborn and I want to enter the palace!

At night, neither of them could see each other's face clearly.

Concubine Qing asked quietly, "Is the emperor talking about Concubine Yu?"

After a moment's hesitation, Xiao Rui said, "Yes and no, there is more than just Noble Lady Yu in the palace. The same goes for other concubines. They should not be treated differently just because of my favor or indifference."

Concubine Qing said, "Yes, your Majesty is right."

Concubine Qing pretended to be casual and asked, "But the emperor has always been thinking about the former court, why did he think about the harem as well?"

Xiao Rui turned over and said, "Whether it's the front court or the harem, isn't it all my kingdom? I can't just focus on the front court and let the back court start a fire."

Concubine Qing did not argue any further, but simply said, "Yes, I understand."

Xiao Rui said, "Well, it's good that you understand. I know you do things properly and never let me down. Go to bed early."

Do things properly and never let him down? Is this tying myself up? Does it mean that if he says this, I must take good care of Concubine Yu?

Concubine Qing bit her lip helplessly. "Okay, let's go to sleep."

But I didn't close my eyes. It turned out that the beautiful atmosphere I thought was just a fantasy I was immersed in.

It turned out that from the very beginning, the emperor asked the palace servants to pass on the message that he would come to the Yanx Palace at night for a purpose. After hearing this, he was really happy for a long time and even went to the kitchen to cook his favorite dishes himself.

But he didn't take more bites. It turned out that he no longer liked the old dishes, just like the old people...

He even went to great lengths for Song Qingwan, and came to the Yanxi Palace under the pretext of visiting his daughter, just to remind himself of these words, but how long have they been together?

What are these years of my life worth?

Taiping Palace

In addition to worrying about her son, Zuo Wenyi had another worry in her mind. She vaguely wondered if Ling Xiangxiang was really pregnant.

Zuo Wenyi asked, "Have you seen the girl next to you show any signs of menstruation these days?"

The maid Liu Er shook her head and said, "My lady, no, I went to the backyard to check on the laundry area, and I didn't see them washing any bloody clothes or anything like that."

Zuo Wenyi frowned and said, "Does this mean that her period is still coming?"

Liu Er suggested, "My lady, instead of guessing here, why not go and ask in person? Ling Changzai is a carefree and heartless person, he probably won't think too much about it."

Zuo Wenyi clapped her hands and cheered after hearing this, "Yes! Why didn't I think of that! She is such a fool, and she asked the question in just two sentences. Come on, you accompany me to the East Side Hall!"

Liu Er: "Yes."

The two of them set off as soon as they said they would, and immediately arrived at the east wing hall where Ling Xiangxiang lived.

Ling Xiangxiang saw Zuo Wenyi coming and said, "Huh? You're here, sit down."

Zuo Wenyi sat down after hearing that and looked at Ling Xiangxiang, trying to see if there was anything wrong with her body, but she didn't see anything.

Her gaze was noticed by Ling Xiangxiang, who asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

Zuo Wenyi laughed and said, "Hehe, it's nothing. Why do I think you look a little plump?"

Ling Xiangxiang said depressedly, "Ah, don't mention it. I am bound to gain weight in the summer. You see, the more I cover myself in the winter, the thinner I am. But in the summer when I wear thin clothes, I gain weight instead."

Zuo Wenyi smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better if it were a little rounder? The Emperor would like it more!"

Ling Xiangxiang thought, "Well... I think it's better to be thinner, like Song Qingwan, she's the best looking!"

Zuo Wenyi flattered, "She can't do that. She's a little too thin. You're the best like this. You have a round face, so cute. Give birth to a fat baby, who will be as cute as you~"

Ling Xiangxiang couldn't help but blush after hearing this.

"Oh! What are you talking about in broad daylight? You are not ashamed of talking about life or death!"

Zuo Wenyi said, "What's the big deal? You and I are not unmarried girls. We have both served the emperor. What's more, I have even given birth to a child. You should hurry up!"

Ling Xiangxiang said casually, "Tsk, I'm not in a hurry. I'm just a little concubine. Even if I give birth to a child, it will be the same as you. I can't raise the child by my side, and I have to suffer the pain of separation from mother and child. In this case, I might as well not give birth to a child!"

Zuo Wenyi's face changed when he heard this.

When Ling Xiangxiang saw Zuo Wenyi's bad face, she quickly said, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I just said... I'm not in a hurry to have a child with my current status!"

Zuo Wenyi nodded. "Well, it's okay. You don't have to explain. I understand."

“But speaking of it, giving birth is not an easy task. To be honest, my menstruation has become irregular since I gave birth to the fifth prince... Alas.” Zuo Wenyi couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Ling Xiangxiang was surprised after hearing this, "Ah? There are still these sequelae! You scared me so much that I don't dare to have children anymore!"

Zuo Wenyi forced a smile and said, "But not everyone is like me. Maybe some people won't, and some people who have never given birth will also be like this!"

Ling Xiangxiang asked doubtfully, "Really? Would it be like this even if you haven't given birth to a child?"

Zuo Wenyi nodded and said, "Yes, there are all kinds of women. How about you? Is your period still on time? Will you be late or leave early?"

After so much preparation, Zuo Wenyi finally asked what she wanted to say.

Ling Xiangxiang thought for a moment and said, "Mine? Ah, it seems to be okay. You know, my brain is not very good, and I usually don't remember these things."

Zuo Wenyi continued to ask, "You don't remember the previous ones, but you remember last month, right? When did you come last month? Did you come this month?"

Ling Xiangxiang looked up and thought, "Last month... When was last month? Oh, I don't even remember these things myself. Persimmon remembers them for me!"

The palace maid Persimmon lowered her head silently, thinking to herself that as long as her master didn't tell her explicitly, she would not speak.

But at this time, Zuo Wenyi said, "Persimmon, come here. Do you still remember when your mistress's period came last month?"

Persimmon raised his head and looked at Zuo Wenyi, then looked at his mistress...

The naive Ling Xiangxiang turned around to help Zuo Wenyi ask, "Yes, Persimmon, you help me remember these. When was I last month?"

Zuo Wenyi looked at Persimmon eagerly, wanting to find an answer!