Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

In a blink of an eye, a month passed. King Jing had been in the backyard for only fourteen days. Jiuli had it all to herself for seven days, and the remaining seven days were equally shared by everyone, including rain and dew.

That day, the little maid sent by the Duke Ping's mansion came in and went straight to Qiaoguang Garden, bringing an extremely shocking news: the Duke Ping's legitimate daughter Zhu Shuyue was one month pregnant!

This news once again muddied the waters in Prince Jing's mansion.

King Jing, who was having lunch at Qiaoguang Garden, was stunned at first and then laughed even more happily. Then he thought of something and became cold. How could someone who behaved unruly in front of the emperor be his concubine?

"Happy event, this is a great happy event," Concubine Zhu was surprised at first, and then smiled, "Your Highness, your offspring cannot be left alone outside, so?"

"You are right," King Jing put away his thoughts. Now is the critical moment, and a child is also a plus point in the fight for the throne. "You may not have returned to the Duke of Ping's Mansion."

As he spoke, Prince Jing looked at Concubine Zhu who was sitting next to him.

"Your Highness has a very good memory. It is true that I have not seen my mother for a long time." Concubine Zhu was stunned, then smiled.

"Then take some time to go back and take a look," King Jing said with hidden meaning.

"My sister is pregnant, what is her status?" Concubine Zhu obviously knew what King Jing meant, and asked.

"Change your name and become a maid," King Jing almost said explicitly, "and enjoy the share of a lady," he added.

Concubine Zhu almost laughed out loud. Her arrogant and self-righteous sister must be regretting her decision to death, right?

He couldn't even get a wife, what a shame. He tried hard to suppress the smile on his face and took a sip of tea to calm down.

"The prince is naturally very affectionate to my sister," Concubine Zhu smiled, and she was glad that another chess piece had been put in place. "But should I inform the princess about this? After all,"

"I will go to the main courtyard tonight and tell you in person," King Jing handed the bowl in his hand to Zhenzhu who was serving beside him, "The soup is good."

Zhenzhu decisively added another bowl for King Jing.

"The sour bamboo shoots and old duck soup that has been simmered over low heat for two hours is the most delicious. Your Highness, please eat more." Concubine Zhu did not stop him, and her smile became more sincere.

"Very good," King Jing raised his eyes, "You have taken good care of the eldest son. You should give him a nickname first."

Concubine Zhu's eyes welled up with tears when she heard this. "Does the prince still remember?" She thought so and looked at Prince Jing with joy.

"Thinking of the vastness of the Nine Provinces, there is also a saying among the people that every meal is hard-earned, so let's call him Zhou Zhou. I hope he eats well and grows up quickly," King Jing pondered for a moment.

"Zhouzhou? It's a good name. I like it very much." Concubine Zhu smiled from the bottom of her heart. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name."

"Well, the court physician said that you are feeling better now?" Prince Jing put down his bowl and chopsticks, looked at Concubine Zhu, and asked seriously.

"Yes," Concubine Zhu said in a low, shy voice.

"I will come to see you tomorrow." King Jing patted Concubine Zhu on the shoulder, stood up, and left Qiaoguang Garden with Su Hua and others.

In the main courtyard, Jiuli sat under the corridor, looking at the account book of last month in her hand. The wind wheel beside her was spinning, bringing gusts of cool air. On the table were various chilled fruits, and a faint fragrance filled her sleeves and accompanied her on both sides.

"Master," Yuelan ran over quickly to deliver the message, "The prince is coming this way," her eyes sparkling.

"Hmm?" Jiuli's eyes flashed with surprise. Shouldn't they just rest in Qiaoguang Garden? "Anxiang, go down and make arrangements."

"Yes." Anxiang squatted down and saluted, then left briskly.

King Jing came in and stopped everyone in the yard from making any noise. He entered the main room like a thief and saw his own princess sitting there looking at the account book, occasionally lowering her head to write something down.

"What are you doing? Is there any problem?" King Jing came closer from behind and took a look at the numbers on it.

"No problem," Jiuli replied, then turned around, revealing just the right amount of surprise, "Isn't the prince at Concubine Zhu's place today? Why is he here?"

"I can go wherever I want," King Jing said, and then he sat down opposite Jiuli and drank a sip of the tea served by Anxiang. "Your tea is still more fragrant," he said, glancing at Anxiang.

"This year's new tea is naturally more fragrant." Jiuli glanced at Anxiang, who had become more charming as she aged, with a deep look in her eyes, "I'm afraid the prince has some good news to tell me?"

King Jing inexplicably felt a little guilty.

"It is naturally a happy event that the maid Shu in the mansion is pregnant." King Jing spoke, lowered his head to drink tea and did not dare to test Jiuli's expression.

During this period, he was still very satisfied with the princess, and there was nothing wrong with her background, character and behavior.

"You don't have to worry. The children in the mansion are all your children and they all call you mother." King Jing comforted her.

"Of course I'm not in a hurry. Instead, I would like to congratulate the prince on having another son." Jiuli pretended to be a little lonely.

"You are still young and will have children." King Jing leaned closer to Jiuli, "I will come to your place more often in the next few days."

"But who is Maid Shu?" Jiuli looked at King Jing with a puzzled look, as if she really didn't know.

In fact, she knew very well in her heart that this was the sweetheart of King Jing. If it weren't for Cui behind her and her good looks, as well as His Majesty's strong marriage arrangement, it is hard to imagine what the situation would be like now!

Of course you have to come in to enter the mansion, otherwise, haha.

"How can a person from a small family be compared with the princess?" King Jing's eyes wandered over Jiuli's face, with an infatuated look in his eyes, but also sober. "The princess is becoming more and more beautiful."

"The beauty of a queen is usually dignified. That's what the prince said," Jiuli lowered her head shyly, with a calm look in her eyes.

Asking Cui to help him fight for the throne? How could it be so easy?

"I will rest at your place for the next few days. My maid Shu is pregnant, so please arrange a better courtyard for her." King Jing couldn't help but remind her.

"I will make the arrangements." Jiuli looked a little dejected, "Your Highness, please go and rest first. I will go after I finish reading this."

“Princess, please hurry up and don’t keep me waiting too long.” Prince Jing entered the inner room first.

The servants in the room all retreated.

The next morning, the vermilion carriage carrying Concubine Zhu left Prince Jing's Mansion and headed straight for Duke Ping's Mansion.

Jiuli stood up, and there was no trace of King Jing beside her.

"Master, are you awake? Have a cup of milk to moisten your throat." Anxiang walked beside the bed with a cup in her hand and said softly.

"Which courtyard in the mansion is empty?" Jiuli finished drinking the milk, stood up and sat on the dressing table, fixing her hair.

"There is still room in Mei'anju where the maids live, but Weixinju, Weiningju and Weixiju where the madam lives are all empty." Yingxiu said as she stood nearby and recalled.

"Weixinju is close to the front yard and is quite big. I think it is suitable for Shu Maid to live in. Order someone to clean it up," Jiuli closed her eyes, "Send some suitable flowers to the newlyweds to add to the festive atmosphere."

"Yes." Yingxiu wondered what other junk there was in the warehouse?