Zhen Huan Reborn as Langya to Cure Yi Syndrome

Chapter 12 Chu Yingyi recovered from her illness

Chu Ying looked at the dark fragrant soup in front of her and felt nauseous. Qingying pouted when she saw her acting so hypocritical that she disliked her own soup.

This is Hongli's first child. Hongli felt that his heart was filled with joy, and his mind was full of thoughts about this child. He even forgot that today was the first day that Qingying's sister was released from house arrest. He only planned to finish his official business and then go to Langya to arrange everything for Chu Ying.

After the two retreated, they walked side by side. Chu Ying was not familiar with Qingying, but the joy of pregnancy made her much more cheerful, and she was willing to talk to Qingying.

Chu Ying was a bright and beautiful woman with a strong complexion. Her cheerful smile fully displayed her beauty, just like the brilliant morning glow.

The beautiful face and bright smile stung Qingying's eyes. There were too many seductive people in the palace. "Chu Ying is now pregnant with the prince's eldest son, so she must be more low-key, lest the concubine be displeased."

"Fujin comes from a truly great family. Her bearing and vision are incomparable to those of ordinary women. She will definitely not be unable to tolerate concubines and illegitimate children."

"I'm afraid that Madam Fu can tolerate a concubine's son, but not the eldest concubine's son. The prince disliked her when she was selected, and she became a laughing stock among the ladies in the capital. Now, the concubine's son was born before the legitimate son, and I'm afraid that Madam Fu will make the wrong decision for a moment." Qingying pouted and smiled faintly.

Chu Ying's face turned grim and he left Qingying alone.

"The Fucha family's first wife is not from a legitimate family, and she doesn't get the love and respect of Brother Hongli after entering the mansion. She will naturally be jealous of me for having Brother Hongli's love, and she will also be jealous of Chu Ying's child. I hope what I said today can wake her up and be careful."

"The princess is smart." While praising Qingying, Suo Xin thought to herself that this Qinggege was really wicked. The other person just didn't drink her soup, but she made alarmist remarks to scare a pregnant woman.

"We looked at each other from afar on the wall and on horseback. I was heartbroken when I saw you. Brother Hongli and I have been childhood sweethearts. He has temporarily ignored me because he is afraid of the power of the Fucha family and is afraid that his wife will confine me again."

"The princess is smart." While praising Qingying, Rong Xin thought to herself, this Princess Qing really has hypochondria. She is the only fake master in the mansion who is not favored, and she is really good at comforting herself.

Perhaps because of the excessive thoughts during pregnancy, Chu Ying, who had just gotten over her worries, fell ill again, and dreamed every day that someone was harming her and her child. Although Zhen Huan took care of her in every detail of her life, her worries were incurable.

This day, Zhen Huan sorted out her thoughts and came to Chu Ying's Fuqiu Garden. Zhen Huan exempted her from the formalities and went straight to the point: "Is Sister Chu Ying's restlessness because of me?"

Chu Ying struggled to get up from the bed and was about to kneel down, but Zhen Huan supported her. After not seeing her for a few days, Chu Ying had become skinny and her big eyes stood out. "I dare not."

"I don't dare, but I don't. My sister is now a twin, but she is getting thinner day by day. This is not a long-term solution. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Chu Ying broke free from Zhen Huan's hand, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Zhen Huan and said, "Fujin, I sincerely apologize to you. I am humble, but I gave birth to my eldest son before the wife. If Fujin becomes the laughing stock of the ladies in the capital because of me, I really don't know how my child and I will deal with it."

"Sister Chu Ying, it's not your fault that the emperor gave you to the prince. It's not your fault that you got pregnant because of the emperor's favor. It's not your fault that you got pregnant before me because of your deeper mother-son bond. It's not your fault. None of these are your faults, and none of them are your choice. Why are you apologizing?"

"The Qing Dynasty has strict laws and the emperor governs strictly. Which woman dares to discuss the royal family's privacy? Why would you think so, sister?"

Chu Ying didn't know why he was like this. He clearly sneered when he heard Qing Gege say these things, but after coming back, he couldn't get rid of that negative emotion.

Zhen Huan: Qingying and hysteria. If Chu Ying can't get rid of this inner demon, I'm afraid she will have a difficult birth. It's so easy to take a life.

Zhen Huan held Chu Ying's hand, and her warm palm wrapped around her cold fingers, warming her heart. For some reason, when she was with Fu Jin, she always felt like a kind elder who was helping her see the world.

Chu Ying could feel the sense of security that only a mother could give her as long as she was close to Langya. So when Fu Jin told her to tell her about any difficulties, she believed him.

Zhen Huan added, "Chu Ying, you must take good care of yourself. Xiyue and I can't bear to leave you. The prince and I are also really looking forward to the arrival of this little life. The prince has already imagined its future with me."

Chu Ying took Langya's hand and rubbed it on his face, feeling the power up close, and his mind became clearer and clearer. "Fujin, if I don't show courtesy to Qing Gege in the future and just run around, you can't say I don't follow the rules."

"Okay, even if I have to run away with my clothes on, I must stay away from her. In this palace, when the prince is not around, I will follow the rules and etiquette."

Chu Ying burst into laughter and secretly swore in his heart that he would never speak a word to Qingying in private again. This person was too scary.

Chu Ying, who had untied her heart knot, entered the mode of taking care of the fetus, following the doctor's advice conscientiously, in order to reduce her own pain and for the health of her child. Her own blessing was yet to come.

Chu Ying was peacefully taking care of her pregnancy, and here, the New Year was approaching, and Zhen Huan was already very busy. This was her first Spring Festival after marrying into the palace, and she had to do everything herself to avoid making mistakes.

Zhen Huan, who was too busy to handle everything, could only turn to Gao Xiyue and ask her to help her share the chores in the mansion. In her previous life, she thought Gao was stupid, but after getting to know her, she found that Xiyue was not stupid at all, she just didn't have any ideas. Not only did she understand the chores in the mansion quickly, but she could also draw inferences from one example, which helped her a lot.

Langya Xiyue was too busy, Chu Ying was pregnant and taking care of the baby, which resulted in Hongli, who had a conflict with Qingying, having nowhere to go. It just so happened that these two people were always at loggerheads and quarreled with each other.

Gao Xiyue also secretly asked Zhen Huan, "Girl Qing is even more vicious to the prince than Concubine Xi, and the two of them quarrel all the time, so why does the prince like her so much?"

Zhen Huan only answered with five words: Men are just cheap.

Gao Xiyue was shocked, and then it suddenly dawned on her. It was another day that Gao Xiyue admired Sister Langya. Her sister's insight was something she could never catch up with in several lifetimes.

Hongli was irritated by Qingying every day, and Langya could do nothing about it. On this day, Hongli went to look for Xiyue but failed, so he came to Langya Tonghua Garden. The window frame, against the background of the warm yellow candlelight, cast the silhouettes of two women.

Hongli could not bear to interrupt such a beautiful scene, so he stood by the window and watched silently. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms wafted in, and Hongli followed the scent. Suqi, wearing a green coat, was standing in the corridor doing her duty. Her face looked whiter than snow under the cold moonlight.

It has been a long time since I have had someone I love around me. Someone close to Langya should be as gentle and considerate as her, and not like that Ulanara Qingying, who is sharp-tongued and makes me angry.

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