After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

Although Kangxi issued an order that the matter should not continue to spread in the palace, how could it be possible to suppress the rumors?

What's more... the fact that the Crown Prince has an affair with a woman has long been quietly circulating in the palace, but no one dared to bring it up in front of His Majesty.

The news spread quietly in the palace, and soon everyone knew the real reason why the prince was confined to his house, and also knew that the Yuqing Palace was flooded with blood that day.

Something happened to the prince, and everyone in the court was talking about it.

The happiest among them were the eldest prince Yinzhi and Concubine Hui.

Without any effort on their part, the two of them already saw their biggest rival in the fight for the throne begin to fall.

"Mother, during the morning court session today, the Emperor praised me."

The eldest prince and Concubine Hui conspired in Zhongcui Palace for half a day, and no one knew what they said.

In the East Three Houses, Yinzhen issued a death order that Fu Jin's pregnancy was unstable and she was not allowed to hear any bloody incident.

Therefore, Xiyu only knew the reasons and consequences of the prince's house arrest, but did not know the details.

Xiyu supported her chin and looked out the window, seemingly in a daze, or perhaps looking at the scenery outside the window.

"Fujin, lunch is ready for today. Please come and have your meal."

Harutoki called her softly, feeling somewhat worried.

By mid-May, the weather was getting hotter. Fu Jin felt listless all day long, and her appetite was not as good as before.

There were six dishes on the table for lunch today, three meat dishes and three vegetarian dishes, plus a carefully prepared soup.

As soon as Xiyu sat down, she smelled a particularly obvious fishy smell. This smell immediately made her stomach surge with a strong discomfort, as if the sea was turning upside down.

"Ugh~"

She immediately took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, then stood up and walked aside to retch.

She hadn't eaten much in the morning, and she vomited for a long time but couldn't vomit anything.

"Fu Jin."

Chun Shi's tone revealed worry, and then he handed over a cup of scented tea at the right time. Xiyu took it, rinsed her mouth, and then hid aside as if she could not avoid the food on the table.

"What have you prepared for today?"

Xiyu frowned, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and looked at the dishes on the table with disgust.

Qiu Xu answered honestly: "Today we have lamb's trotters, bamboo shoots, five-flavored pigeon, honey-pickled tofu, and five-treasure fresh vegetables..."

A pregnant woman's sense of taste and smell is very sensitive. She asked tentatively:

"The lady loved to eat mutton, so the chef prepared this dish. But does this dish make you feel uncomfortable?"

Xiyu nodded slightly, "Take away the lamb's trotter bamboo shoots."

After the dish was removed, there was still some lingering flavor, but it had become much lighter, so she was able to continue sitting down.

But at first glance, the dishes on the table looked very light and unappetizing.

Chunshi helped her serve the food, picking out the things she usually liked to eat and putting them in her bowl.

But Xiyu's chewing speed was much slower than in the previous few days. She was not so happy even when the food entered her mouth. It felt tasteless.

If there is a table full of red, spicy dishes, she will definitely eat a big bowl of them.

There was no one else here, Xiyu slightly tilted his body, supported his chin with his palm, and ate bite by bite.

"If Fu Jin doesn't like it, I'll ask someone to change some dishes for you?"

Seeing her like this, Harutoki couldn't help but ask.

Xiyu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Do you have spicy chicken and mapo tofu?"

"Fujin, eating spicy food in such hot weather will easily cause internal heat, which is not good for your health."

Qiu Xu hesitated and stepped forward to persuade him.

Although servants are not allowed to interfere in their masters' affairs, she still reminded him for the sake of his wife's health.

Just know...

Xiyu became listless again and continued chewing the tasteless vegetables.

As expected, there are more restrictions after pregnancy.

"Hey……"

After she sighed countless times, Yinzhen finally resigned and returned.

When she stepped into the main gate of Danruoju, several palace maids immediately told him that the lady had a poor appetite today.

Everything was fine a few days ago, what happened today?

Yinzhen's brows furrowed instantly, and he walked straight into the bedroom with his long legs. With a wave of his long arm, he pulled the little concubine who was painting into his arms.

He sat down on the couch and let the young lady sit on his lap.

"Lack of appetite today?"

Yinzhen's lips rubbed gently against her ear, and from time to time he opened his lips to cover the tender white earlobe.

Xiyu nodded perfunctorily, and at the same time turned her head slightly to avoid continuing to draw smooth lines.

Today Yun Ran brought her a picture album. The scenery on it was lifelike and it was perfect for copying. She liked it very much. At this moment, her passion for painting could be said to have reached its peak.

However, Yinzhen was not satisfied with her attitude.

When she entered the room today, it would have been fine if she didn't look at him with sparkling eyes, but now she is not even shy when he approaches her.

He felt a lump in his chest and a hint of danger flashed across his eyes.

The next moment, he nodded slightly and held the young lady's earlobe in his mouth.

Xiyu only felt a sudden warm breath on her sensitive earlobe, followed by someone sucking it wetly, and the numbing feeling instantly spread from that place to her whole body.

She shook her wrist, and the straight line turned into a dark, curved line, which looked very abrupt in this painting full of birdsong and flowers.

Xiyu clenched her fist and punched his chest lightly. She pouted her lips and said to him in a slightly arrogant manner, "Master! This is too much! I spent an entire afternoon on this painting and now it's ruined!"

Yinzhen saw this, but instead of being angry, a tender smile unconsciously flashed across his eyes.

The tip of my heart felt like it was gently scratched by the pink paw of a kitten. It didn't hurt, and it even felt a little cute.

Being looked at like this by Xiao Fu Jin, he slowly blinked his eyelashes, "Sorry, I didn't mean it, please continue painting."

There was a hint of innocence in his low, hoarse voice.

Having never seen Yinzhen like this before, Xiyu couldn't help but feel soft-hearted and tried hard to make up for that shortcoming.

However, her own painting skills were not very good, and the flower branches she filled in individually looked a little uncoordinated. She sighed out of habit.

The person behind her straightened up a little from her lazy sitting posture, put his big hands around her waist and gently pulled her back.

Then she held her fingers and pen in her right hand and began to redraw the lines there, stroke by stroke.

A vivid ink lotus appeared on the paper. Xiyu was slightly amazed and subconsciously looked back at him.

The man's eyes were still fixed on the scroll on the table, his expression very serious.

She withdrew her gaze and looked carefully at the extra lines on the paper. Each stroke was so casual, yet just right.

I had known of his superb painting skills when I had seen the majestic momentum in the landscape painting he had sent back, but I had not expected that he was just as good at painting delicate and exquisite flowers and plants.