I made the villain right.

A moment later, three more boxes were brought in.

King Shengqing's eyes lit up and he immediately opened the boxes.

In a box, there was a set of baby swaddling clothes embroidered with exquisite patterns, as well as clothes made of soft and silky satin fabrics.

In another box, there is a row of small and exquisite tiger-head shoes, with extremely fine embroidery and lifelike appearance.

There are also rattles, longevity locks, and wishful pendants...

He said with a smile on his face: "Everything here is prepared for my future grandson."

After saying this, he glanced back and forth between Fan Hua and Shi Jin, his face full of confusion, and he couldn't help but ask, "You have been married for quite some time, why is there no movement?"

When King Shengqing thought of how proud Minister Zhao of the Ministry of Justice was when he showed off his grandson in front of him today, his heart was filled with sourness and he was extremely envious.

When Fan Hua and Shi Jin heard this, they felt extremely embarrassed.

She hasn't consummated her marriage yet, so how can she have a child?

Shi Jin's face flushed slightly, and Fan Hua was a little at a loss.

After hesitating for a moment, Fan Hua said with gritted teeth: "Father, this matter cannot be rushed."

The Holy King frowned: "What? Is there something hidden?"

Shi Jin saw that the situation was not good, and hurried forward to explain: "Father, that's not the case. Having a child is a matter of fate. How can we have one right away if we want to?"

After hearing this, the Holy King could only helplessly mutter, "That's right."

Shi Jin secretly looked at Fan Hua, his eyes showing some doubt, and his mind was full of thoughts.

At this time, Shi Jin secretly glanced at Fan Hua, his eyes full of confusion.

She really couldn't understand why she and Fanhua slept in the same bed almost every day and yet everything was fine.

what is this?

Is it because I'm not charming enough to attract his attention?

Suddenly, a bold idea flashed through her mind, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes when she looked at Fan Hua.

Could it be that he has a problem in that area...

I'll have to find Guer when I have time to see if it can be cured.

However, at this time Fan Hua lowered his eyes and thought.

In fact, holding the tender beauty in my arms every day brings both happiness and unspeakable torment.

Especially at night, when the two of them slept on the same bed and Shi Jin's scent lingered around him, he always longed and couldn't help wanting to possess her.

But reason pulled him back.

This way he wouldn't touch her without her consent.

Secondly, he has his own plans.

It seems that his plan needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

At the time of Shen, Fan Hua entered the palace.

He followed Eunuch Hong to the imperial study and walked in after being informed.

Xu Wusheng was sitting at his desk, concentrating on handling government affairs.

Seeing Fan Hua, he smiled and said, "Prince, you are here."

Fan Hua bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty."

Xu Wusheng put down the pen in his hand, leaned back in his chair, and asked calmly, "What do you think, Prince?"

"I am deeply grateful for your kindness, Your Majesty. However, the people in Fengyun Pavilion are from the Jianghu. They are free and unrestrained. Their style of doing things is inconsistent with the rules of the court. I am afraid that it will cause trouble to the court. It is really not suitable for us to serve as officials in the court. I hope Your Majesty will understand."

Fan Hua spoke earnestly, with determination and sincerity in his eyes.

Xu Wusheng listened to the words, frowned slightly, and revealed a trace of disappointment. He sighed and said, "It seems that my sincerity is not enough."

The reason why he was so eager to recruit Fengyun Pavilion was because he had just ascended the throne and was in urgent need of consolidating his rule.

He longed for a strong organization that was absolutely loyal to him and worked only for him.

Fan Hua's Fengyun Pavilion is full of talented people who excel in all aspects, even far surpassing some ministers in the court.

It would be a pity if such an outstanding organization could not serve the court.

"That is not the case. Your Majesty is sincere. I ..."

Fan Hua was about to explain but was interrupted silently by Xu.

"Compared to the others in Fengyun Pavilion, I value the prince more. What is the prince's wish?"

Xu Wusheng stared at Fan Hua with burning eyes, with eager expectation in his eyes.

He truly admired Fan Hua, so he once again extended an olive branch to him.

Fan Hua was silent for a moment and said, "I do not aspire to be a high official in the imperial court. I only wish to travel around the world with my wife, see all the beautiful sights in the world, and live a carefree life."

After hearing about Fan Hua's ambition, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

As a person who values ​​talent, seeing Fan Hua's ambitions, I can't help but feel sorry for him because his talent was buried because of his romantic relationship.

"What a pity." Xu sighed helplessly with regret on his face.

"Forget it, since the prince has made up his mind, I will not force it."

Fan Hua knew very well that even if he did not want to serve as an official in the court, his identity as the prince of the Holy Lord meant that it would be difficult for him to completely distance himself from the court.

Moreover, he was concerned about the Shengqing Palace, the General's Palace and the Yunbohou Palace. If they were in trouble, he would certainly not be able to stay out of it.

If his country is in trouble, he will step forward and do his duty.

Fan Hua bowed and said, "Your Majesty, although Fengyun Pavilion does not serve as an official in the court, we are still your people. If Your Majesty is in trouble and needs Fengyun Pavilion's help, Fengyun Pavilion will of course be obliged to do so."

Seeing Fan Hua make a promise, Xu listened silently and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"I will remember what you said, my lord. I will not deny it when the time comes."

"Your Majesty, you are joking." Fan Hua bowed slightly.

Xu Wusheng also made a promise: "My prince, my promise is always valid. If you are interested one day, please feel free to find me."

After expressing his gratitude, Fan Hua left the imperial study.

In the quiet courtyard of Fan Mansion, all the surrounding plants and trees withered.

Zhilu paced back and forth in the slightly cold courtyard, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

From time to time, he looked towards the gate, as if waiting for something.

After a while, she heard footsteps approaching. She looked up and saw Du Xuan rushing over.

He usually looks calm and composed, but at this moment he seemed a little flustered. His hair was messy from the wind and he was holding a few things in his hands.

Zhilu asked softly, "Du Xuan, what do you want from me? Why are you in such a hurry?"