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Looking at Jiuli's red eyes, Prince Ming felt sour in his heart. Fourth brother was born with a good appearance, but how long has it been since Qingqing was so willing to be the housekeeper?

If I don't take action now, she will probably forget about it.

It doesn't matter if she hates him, at least she can still remember who she is, right?

"Sister-in-law, you have to be a good boy," Prince Ming thought clearly in a flash, grabbed Jiuli's wrist with one hand, and pulled it above his head, "I promise I won't hurt you."

Shuying outside kept looking up at the study room, her hands clenched, and she kept praying that Prince Ming would come out quickly. This is Prince Jing's Mansion, not Prince Ming's Mansion.

This is going to kill you!!! But I only saw the lights in the study go out, and occasionally heard a few coaxing sounds. My heart finally died, and I looked miserable, as if I had lost my parents.

After all, they are young, and their physical strength and endurance are excellent.

Before dawn, Prince Ming kissed Jiuli on the forehead, put on the eunuch's clothes he wore when he came, and went out contentedly.

"Take good care of Qingqing," he casually took out a piece of silver and threw it to Shuying who was guarding the door, "Give her more nourishment later, I will come back."

"Yes," Shuying still felt guilty. She should have rushed in last night instead of waiting outside.

"I don't need to teach you how to talk about yesterday, do I?" Prince Ming's eyes were sharp, "Remember not to say anything you shouldn't."

"Yes," Shuying lowered her head. If you have the ability, go bully others. What's the point of bullying her?

Jiuli woke up at noon and took a bath and changed clothes with the help of Yingxiu and Qingqian.

"Wear that sunset-colored long dress," Jiuli opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse, and one could imagine how much she had been tortured.

"Yes." Yingxiu took out the matching deep-collared gown from the closet.

"Tell them not to come and pay their respects today," Jiuli looked at herself in the mirror and saw a clear red mark on her neck.

The collar couldn't cover it, and even with makeup, there were still some traces, so she simply chose to lie down.

"I'll ask someone to tell them," Qing Qian stood up.

"I'm a little sleepy. Come and call me if you need anything." After breakfast, Jiuli raised her hand and yawned delicately.

"Master, please take a rest. I will take care of things outside." Qing Qian considerately covered Jiuli with a thin silk scarf.

Soon, the sound of even breathing could be heard. Shuying and Qingqian left with the maid, and the yard fell into complete silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiuli woke up. The sun was scorching the earth, and the lotus in the pot outside had wilted.

Hearing the sound, Shuying and Qingqian came in, followed by the maids who came in one after another. They quickly moved around Jiuli, washed, changed clothes, and put on new dresses.

"Master, someone in the palace just sent a message that Concubine Heng will have her birthday in half a month, and the prince and master are invited to the banquet." Shuying took out an extremely exquisite invitation from the side and handed it to Jiuli.

The invitation was emblazoned with gold-plated plum blossom characters in small calligraphy, and was obviously written by Concubine Heng herself. Jiuli took a look at it, threw the invitation on the table, and leaned back on the chaise longue.

"Prepare a gift and go together when the time comes." Jiuli played with the double-sided round fan embroidered with a magpie on a tree in her hand, covered her nose with it, and raised her face. "Are the two people brought out from the palace still behaving well?"

"He's been relatively well behaved. He hasn't gone anywhere and had no contact with anyone in the past few days. But we still need to observe him more closely." Shuying stood behind Jiuli, and if you didn't pay attention you would think there was no one there.

My presence is so low that if I don't speak up I will just be ignored.

"Well, is there anything big happening today?" Jiuli leaned back, forked a piece of watermelon, and took a big bite.

"On the surface, everything is calm," Shuying stepped forward to give Jiuli a leg massage, her tone slightly heavy, "They are just trivial matters."

"Undercurrents?" Jiuli chuckled without even raising her eyelids, "Wei Xinju, are you looking for trouble again?"

"Yesterday, the prince should have gone to the newlyweds to sit with him, but Maid Shu used her stomach discomfort to seek favor," Shuying muttered as she sat on the footstool, "and she even went to the front yard at noon today."

"Send the rules of this mansion over," Jiuli leaned back, "It's okay for concubines to fight over each other, but they can't cross the line."

"Yanyu, Yan Yan gave me two pieces of unwanted fabric. The little girl should dress herself up nicely," Jiuli tapped the table with her fingertips. She just had to sit tight and wait for the next day.

However, thinking of Ming Prince Yin Zhen, his eyes changed slightly. He thought he was a reserved person, but he turned out to be a lunatic.

In this case, we have to change our approach.

"I understand. Concubine Li and Madam Song want to bring the two girls to pay respects to the master." Shuying paused before continuing, "Madam Miao also wants to see the master."

Jiuli waved her round fan, looking nonchalant, with one hand on her lower abdomen, and raised her eyebrows with a hint of evil understanding.

"Are you not interested in the bar? Madam Miao's health is about to fail if no one takes care of her," he said bluntly.

"My master is right. The children without mothers in the backyard are the most pitiful. Madam Miao is also considering the Second Young Master." Shuying's eyes were filled with respect.

However, if the master takes up half of the title of legitimate heir to the child, it will be very unfriendly to the future young master.

"Let the court doctor take a good look. I don't want to raise someone else's child." Jiuli lowered her eyebrows and looked at her fingers. "It's not bad to live with a sickly life like this, don't you think?"

"Master is right." Shuying understood.

This is to protect Madam Miao. The positions of the four ladies are full and Shu Shinu cannot be promoted. Once she is promoted beyond her level, she will become a thorn in the eyes and muscles of the other ladies. There is no need to do anything about it.

"Leave the door open today, in case there are uninvited guests." Jiuli lowered her voice and spoke to Shuying.

"I understand, your servant." Shuying blushed.

That night, even the rain did not stop Prince Ming's enthusiasm. He even washed himself before coming.

"My dear, I brought you a new hairpin, one in the shape of a jadeite Clivia flower inlaid with the finest mutton-fat jade," after entering the room, Prince Ming went straight to the inner room with a happy face and said softly.

His heart was filled with joy. Qingqing must still like him. Look, she even holds the door open for him now. Isn't that right?

"Keep your voice down. Was anyone seeing you when you came here?" Jiuli sat up and gave Prince Ming a blank look.

"No one saw me. I was very careful when I came here," Ming County Prince Yin Zhen sat on the bed and handed over the jade hairpin like a treasure. "See if you like it. I went to order it myself."

"Not bad, the material is also very good." Jiuli played with the jade hairpin. The craftsmanship was three times better than those in the palace.

"As long as you like it, can I ask for a reward?" Yin Zhen smiled and approached Jiuli.

"Reward?" Jiuli raised an eyebrow, "What reward do you want?"

"You're asking even though you know the answer. Of course it is," Yin Zhen whispered something in Jiuli's ear, "Don't you think so?"