Raiders of His Royal Highness

He naively thought that it was because of Yu Ling's body that it might be difficult for his heirs.So after hearing what he blurted out on the spur of the moment, he became a little anxious.

Seeing that Yu Ling was coughing badly at this moment, she was anxious to invite the imperial physician.

Yu Ling waved her hand and coughed for a while before recovering.

"Boss Zhang, cough cough...the matter is not urgent...you don't need to worry about it...People around you say that I won't survive Double Ten, and I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for my son..."

If she wants to have children, she can only have children with other men.But as long as she thinks about it, she just feels uncomfortable all over, and she only has Rong'er in her heart, so she won't have anything to do with other men.

Besides, after she and Rong'er confessed their identities, if Rong'er also accepted her, there would be no children between them...

Thinking of the child, Yu Ling suddenly became a little nervous.

Looking at the gravel road in front of her, she raised her feet and walked forward quickly.

Seeing this, Eunuch Zhang behind him wondered why His Highness walked away in a panic while talking.

But seeing the dim lanterns on both sides of the road ahead, he hurriedly followed: "Your Highness, slow down, watch your steps..."

After a while, Yu Ling, who rushed all the way to the main hall, looked at the brightly lit room, and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Yu Ling stood in the dark corner, looked at the upright figure in the room, and saw her lowering her head as if she was doing something.

After a while, a petite figure approached her, bent over to look at her, and said to the upright figure: "Your Majesty, no matter how bright the candles are in the house, your needlework will hurt your eyes. Why don't you do it tomorrow."

"Don't worry, His Highness hasn't come back yet, I'll embroider for a while."

Nao Nao had no choice but to light another candle and put it on the desk in front of Qin Zhirong.

Yu Ling was standing by the window at the corner, quietly watching the figure reflected on the window.

Just now he was impatient and wanted to ask Qin Zhirong, but now that he was outside the house, he was afraid to go in.

What should she do if she gets an answer she can't bear?

Is it persevering, dragging her to perish in this world... Or just let it go, and when the big event is done in the future, choose a good son-in-law for Rong'er, so that she can live longer and have more children and grandchildren...

Yu Ling hesitated, and hesitated for a long time in her heart.

"Your Highness, why didn't you go in?"

Eunuch Zhang trotted along carrying the lantern, and saw Yu Ling standing in the dark frustrated, looking at the room for a moment.

He moved the lantern to the front of Yu Ling, and said: "I'm afraid the Crown Princess has been waiting for Your Highness for a long time."

After recovering, Yu Ling looked at the disturbed figures in the room and said, "Boss Zhang, go back and rest too."

After speaking, he saw the figure in the room walking to the door quickly, and opened the door.

She looked at Nao Nao who turned her head to look over, smiled, and walked over: "Has the princess not rested yet?"

Nao Nao nodded in surprise: "Your Majesty is still waiting for Your Highness."

She looked at Yu Ling who had already entered the room, and retreated out under the gesture of Eunuch Zhang's eyes.

"Little girl, go and watch in the small kitchen. Let's boil some hot water." Eunuch Zhang instructed with a smile that could see his teeth.

Seeing that Nao Nao was at a loss, he pretended to cough and explained, "Your Highness hasn't washed yet."

Then he stopped Nao Nao who was about to run to the small kitchen: "Don't worry now, don't bother His Highness until His Highness calls for water, do you understand?"

Nodding confusedly.

In this way, Eunuch Zhang left leisurely with a childish and teachable appearance.

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Inside, candles flickered.

Yu Ling looked at Qin Zhirong who came up to her and took off the cloak for her, opened his hand in cooperation with her, lowered his head and asked softly: "What was Rong'er doing just now?"

Qin Zhirong held Yu Ling's snow-colored cloak to straighten it out, put it on the shelf, and turned around to help her start to take off the cloak again.

"The concubine was free and had nothing to do, and had a chat with Nao Nao for a while. Why, does Your Highness even ask clearly what the concubine is doing now?"

While undressing Yu Ling, Qin Zhirong gave Yu Ling a playful look.

Yu Ling's outstretched hands involuntarily wrapped around Qin Zhirong's willow waist, and lowered her head to look at her who was charming and charming even with a face of reproach.

It took a while before he said: "I'm just asking casually, Rong'er don't worry too much."

Hearing this, Qin Zhirong, who was embraced by Yu Ling, tilted his head and smiled tenderly: "Actually, I was just embroidering a purse."

Then she gently left Yu Ling's embrace, and pulled her towards the bed.

Yu Ling saw the smiling Qin Zhirong take out a purse embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks from under the pillow, and handed it to her with shining eyes: "Look, Your Highness, do you still like it?"

With Qin Zhirong's eyes full of anticipation, she slowly took the exquisitely embroidered purse, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "I like it."

"As long as His Highness likes it, I will wear it for His Highness when the concubine's body is embroidered."

"However, this purse is worn in the East Palace, but it must be taken off when going out."

Yu Ling tilted her head: "Why?"

Qin Zhirong replied with a smile: "If your highness wants others to think that your highness is a loving person, then you can wear it out."

"Mandarin ducks love each other, so if someone else sees it, I'm afraid it will damage His Majesty's majesty..."

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, cuties!Refill!