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Mrs. Miao inside was pale, her lips were bitten bloody, and she felt the pain in her body becoming more and more unbearable.

"Madam, it's almost out. Please bear with it and don't shout. Save your energy so that the young master can be born easily when the time comes." The nanny brought by Miao Xue gave the instructions seriously.

However, he secretly did some tricks to help Madam Miao, ensuring that the little boy born would be weak and sickly, and that Madam Miao would never be able to sleep with him again in the future, thus achieving his goal.

Coupled with the little tricks arranged by Concubine Zhu, Madam Miao had a difficult delivery and did not give birth until midnight.

"Your Highness, you still have to go to court tomorrow, I'll just watch from here," Jiuli maintained her virtuous image and said softly, "It would be bad if you looked tired tomorrow."

"Thank you for your hard work, my dear." King Jing's eyes became more and more doting, "Father gave me a coral headpiece that is perfect for you."

After saying this, King Jing left amid the farewells of the crowd.

"Chun Tao, bring a chair to Concubine Zhu and Concubine Li, and serve a pot of strong tea." Jiuli glanced at Chun Tao who was leaning on the ground, and then said to An Xiang, "An Xiang, go and help her."

"Thank you, Princess, for your consideration." Sitting on the chair, she bent over and pounded her legs. "Mrs. Miao is a little slow in life."

Concubine Li, who was speaking, looked at Jiuli with gratitude, and looked at the concubine in confusion. It was not so difficult for her to give birth to a girl. Was it because she was fed too much and ate too much?

"It's normal to give birth slowly," Mrs. Song looked at the concubine and her face turned pale. When she gave birth to her second daughter, it took her a day and a night, and it took more than half a year to recover.

Jiuli drank a sip of hot tea and listened to the witticisms of several people.

It was not until dawn that a scream was heard from inside, followed by a faint baby cry.

Chunya ran out holding a big red quilt, knelt down and shouted loudly, "Congratulations, Princess! Madam Miao has given birth to a little boy." Everyone could hear it clearly.

Concubine Zhu curled her lips slightly. She was crying like a kitten, and she was afraid that the boy would not live long. She had a smile on her face.

"Shou, go to the front yard and tell the prince." Jiuli put down the teacup, rubbed his forehead, and pretended to have a headache. "It's getting late, let's all go."

"Farewell, Princess." They knelt in unison and left one by one, supported by their maids. The next day, the court physician was invited, and the bitter smell of pregnancy-maintaining medicine wafted through the palace again.

There was a constant flow of various soups sent to the front yard, and Su Hua gained a lot of weight. However, King Jing was very annoyed by this crazy behavior and he issued an order prohibiting the sending of soup to the front yard!

After greeting each other, Jiuli ran into Prince Ming who was hurrying in at the gate of Zhuohua Palace. Both of them subconsciously paused.

"Qing, you," Prince Ming opened his mouth. He refused to admit that she was the Fourth Princess and changed the subject abruptly. "You seem to have lost some weight. Is someone bullying you?"

"No, the prince is worrying too much." Jiuli lowered her eyebrows and looked at her toes, with bitterness in her eyes. She restrained her emotions and smiled, "Does the prince want to pay respects to my mother?"

Prince Ming turned his head away, but looked back again.

"Yes, you," Prince Ming looked around, but since he was at the gate of Zhuohua Palace, he had no right to care about her. He couldn't do it too obviously, because even the stones in this palace could talk.

"I'm fine, you go in quickly. Mother must have been waiting for a long time." Jiuli glanced at Prince Ming and looked away.

"Will you come to my birthday?" The two passed each other and Prince Ming suddenly spoke. In the past, she would accompany him every year.

"Yes." Jiuli nodded, her eyes showing fatigue, "On your birthday, the prince will go, so I will go too."

"It's great that the fourth brother has another son." Prince Ming had a smile on his face, but he was actually heartbroken. The fourth brother, whom he pampered and loved so much, was so unkind!

It's fine to let Qingqing watch over the concubine and give birth to a child, but the two girls born earlier will be able to call me mother in a few days!

"The prince should get married soon. His Majesty is also looking forward to having a grandchild." Jiuli answered the question irrelevantly with her eyebrows lowered.

"Princess, take care." Prince Ming's face darkened. Did she have no feelings at all? He spoke through gritted teeth and entered Zhuohua Palace.

Jiuli paused for a moment, barely noticeable, and then was escorted towards the palace gate.

"It's getting late, let's go back." After stepping onto the carriage, Jiuli bent down and gave Anxiang an instruction, then sat in.

"Go back to the mansion." Anxiang said to the driver, gave him the reward, opened the curtain and went in, "Master."

If you feel uncomfortable, go out for a walk. But she didn't say this. She grew up with her master and witnessed their childhood sweethearts, but she didn't expect this to be the ending.

"Let's go to Shangshan Temple to burn incense tomorrow," Jiuli moved the teacup with her fingertips, leaning on the soft pillow, with a cool look between her brows.

"Yes," Anxiang held the dried fruits and placed them on the small table.

The only sound left was the sound of the wheels rolling on the road. The car stopped at the second gate, and Yingxiu was already waiting beside it for Jiuli to get off.

"What happened?" Jiuli came down with the help of Anxiang.

"Master," Yingxiu bent her knees and walked on the other side, with a look of disdain and disgust on her face.

"How?" Jiuli raised her eyebrows and walked towards the main courtyard.

"Miss Zhu had an accident in the inner house," Yingxiu lowered her voice, her tone revealing disdain.

"Oh?" Jiuli chuckled. It was indeed good news.

King Jing must be very happy that his beloved has thrown herself into his arms. It seems that the relationship between Concubine Zhu and the Zhu family is not very good, otherwise, haha, using Zhu Shuyue as a chess piece would be a good choice.

"The prince came back early today and had sex with Miss Zhu not far from the main courtyard," Yingxiu said in a serious tone, not forgetting to look up at Jiuli's reaction.

"It seems that there will be another favorite concubine in the mansion," Jiuli turned the bracelet on her hand disapprovingly, "Is it resolved?"

"Ms. Zhu doesn't want to be my concubine," Yingxiu pursed her lips and said the information she had found out, "and she still talks about the love between husband and wife."

"You don't want to be my concubine?" Jiuli tilted her head, smiling so much that her eyes could not see the bottom of her smile. It seemed that this person was coming for her. "Naive."

"She has been sent back to the Zhu family by the prince," Yingxiu's eyes flashed with stars. It seems that the prince still has the princess in his heart.

"Let's wait and see what happens, and add fuel to the fire," Jiuli's eyes flickered, "If the prince doesn't say anything, we'll just pretend we don't know. Besides, everyone in the palace should have a tongue, don't you think?"

"My master is absolutely right," Yingxiu chuckled.

"The second young master didn't have a grand ceremony for his third birthday, and he's weak, so let the palace doctor take care of him," Jiuli said gently, like a mistress who cared about her illegitimate son. "How's the second young lady?"

"The second girl didn't take good care of herself in the womb. She has been sick for more than ten days. I'm afraid she won't make it." A ruthless look flashed in Yingxiu's eyes.