As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

Ning Rushong didn't even take off his dragon robe. When he wasn't smiling, he looked majestic. But when he raised his eyes and looked at He Yue, all his majesty turned into a gentle spring breeze.

No matter how many times he has seen this scene, Xiao Guanzi still sighs with emotion. At the end of the plain, you can see the spring mountain. The Queen is that spring mountain. She is the way home for Your Majesty's trek and the place where your heart can return.

"Yueyue." Ning Rushong put the exquisite wooden box in his hand aside, stood up and helped He Yue sit down.

Ning Rusong's words gradually became more frequent. "The ministers come to me for all the trivial matters. Today, the Ministry of Rites is arguing endlessly. Should the beams and pillars of Yongrou's princess's mansion on the West River Road be made of nanmu or pine?"

"One minister said that nanmu trees only show the princess's nobility, and the other minister countered that Yongshan's princess mansion had just been built and there was really not enough nanmu trees to give to Yongrou. After all, they were both grandfathers, and they were still arguing with each other."

He Yue held her waist with her hands and slowly sat down on the couch. Ning Rushong might want to relieve her anxiety before delivery, so he tried his best to find something interesting to say every day, but he should obviously relieve himself first.

As time went by, he woke up more and more frequently at night. He was given medicine and tea to drink, but now even the medicine didn't work. Sometimes he vomited so much that he half-knelt on the ground, but he held on and refused to let the imperial physician treat him.

As an emperor born into a royal family, even if he was willing to bear the pain for He Yue, he would never let others laugh at him.

"What was the result?" He Yue looked curious and took the initiative to extend her hand to shake his. "Which minister won?"

Ning Rusong's health has indeed not been good recently. Even in the midsummer, his hands are still as warm as cold jade. "In the end, we decided to use pine wood, but we converted the price difference into cash for Yongrou, and Yongrou readily agreed."

If converted into cash, it would be a huge fortune visible to the naked eye. How could Yongrou refuse just for a few pillars? After all, she was a princess, and no one in Xihe Road dared to ridicule her. Why not exchange nanmu for silver?

He Yue agreed with Yongrou, "I would be willing to do that too. I can use the money for anything."

Before the princesses got married, the palace would send a maid to teach them about the marriage. Empress Dowager He really didn't like Yongrou and Yongshan at all. She just said that all matters were decided by the queen, and she happily became a hands-off boss.

Empress Dowager He, who was no longer entangled in love, was really free and easy. She raised He Xiaocainv like her own daughter, and provided her with everything from food to clothing. People who didn't know the truth thought that He Xiaocainv was a princess.

Therefore, He Yue had to handle the nanny's affairs. Yongshan was fine, but Yongrou's nanny had been replaced once. The nanny who came back earlier came to the Queen to complain, saying that Princess Yongrou had searched for handsome guards on a large scale before her marriage, which was not a good woman and a disgrace to the royal family!

Well, He Yue finally understood why Yong Rou chose the philandering Duan Zan. It turned out that she wanted to be a local king. Her husband had a good family and her lover was good-looking. She had everything.

Ning Rushong didn't care, and He Yue didn't want to care either. Princess Shang was not a princess getting married. As long as Yongrou could keep the matter secret and settle it herself, the royal family's reputation would not be damaged in public.

"I really can't tell." He Yue played with Ning Rushong's bony fingers. There were calluses on his fingertips. When she rubbed them slightly, he couldn't help but bend his fingers, making the blue veins on the back of his hand look particularly beautiful.

"I originally thought Yongshan was bolder and more lively than Yongrou." He Yue said with surprise, her beautiful and elegant face showing amusement, "Who would have thought that Yongrou was the one who was truly daring and reckless? You don't even know how the nanny looked when she came to complain. She looked so angry that it seemed as if the sky had fallen."

Ning Rusong nonchalantly shook He Yue's hand and said calmly, "The only two who could live to adulthood safely without their biological mothers are Yongrou and Yongshan. Neither of them is truly simple."

What's more, their biological mother was sentenced to death by Emperor Jingmu for murdering other concubines.

At the beginning, they had no backing in the palace. Their stepmother looked down on them, their father ignored them, and their stepbrother Ning Rushong was a cold and indifferent person. You can imagine how difficult their situation was.

Ning Rushong's eyes rested on He Yue's face, "Our child will be different from them. He is born to have everything."

Whether it is the Crown Prince or the Crown Princess, there will definitely not be half brothers and half sisters. Ning Rushong truly feels that half brothers and half sisters cannot be considered real siblings. They are just an eyesore.

A considerable number of Emperor Jingmu's illegitimate sons and daughters died in childhood, not to mention those who did not give birth. Given Concubine Liu's family background, she was unable to keep the baby in her womb, so one can imagine how badly it would affect others.

He Yue put herself in the shoes of Yongrou and Yongshan's devastating beginning and felt that there was no way she would be able to survive it. She could only admire their scheming.

Ning Rushong hated Emperor Jingmu, but his attitude towards his offspring was also inherited from Emperor Jingmu.

Ning Rushong was just as ruthless and cold as him. Although he said nice things to her, she could actually sense that he had never truly loved his legitimate son, let alone a bastard's son. His cold and indifferent nature had long been like this and could not be reversed.

"Yueyue, do you like the birthday gift I sent Xiao Guanzi to deliver?" Ning Rushong saw that she was distracted, so he changed the subject.

"I like it." He Yue thought of the exquisite and elegant jewelry and nodded in response.

"As long as you like it." Ning Rushong opened the small wooden box beside him and handed it to her.

It was a jade and gold necklace to match the dress, decorated with silver tassels. The three colors were cleverly interwoven together. It was chic and elegant, a style He Yue had never seen before.

"Chi Jue, did you make this?" He Yue took the jade and gold chain in her hand and looked at it carefully. It perfectly hit her favorite spot, and for a moment she couldn't let it go.

If it wasn't made by Ning Rushong herself, it would not have been given to her separately, but together with the previous jewelry.

It seems that she does some handicrafts every day, and Ning Rushong has been influenced by her. This aesthetic is quite to her taste, He Yue thought shamelessly.

"Yes, I always feel that no matter how valuable those things are, they are not as good as the ones made by hand." Ning Rushong took the jade and gold chain from He Yue and put it on her.

The luster of emerald, gold and silver was hidden on the white neck and fell on the hibiscus pattern of the dress. His heart was boiling with heat and could not stop.

Her jade pendant and flowery bun were as beautiful as a crabapple blossom in the sun, and he could never get tired of looking at her.

But it was not just out of praise for her appearance, it was more because of He Yue, and only this person.

Flowers will always wither after a season, and no one can remain beautiful forever, so even today there are always people who want to put people in his harem. They reasonably guess that he will accept new people one day.

But when He Yue grew old, he also grew old and had even less thoughts about her. He could not deny that his love for He Yue was partly due to her outstanding appearance, but as time passed, this no longer mattered.

He Yue is the flower blooming in his chest. He waters it with his blood and sweat, so it will never wither or fade.