The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

As for Nan Chu, he sat in his seat with a heavy heart.

Haha, it’s good enough that you don’t drive your love rival away, but you still let him meet your wife?

Why am I daydreaming in broad daylight?

Prince Yu: “…”

Hey, he still didn't believe it until he really saw Lady Zhalute.

—

In the whole afternoon, Prince Yu really didn't see Qingyin, except for his two nieces who came out on time.

Ma Liqi pulled Xinyu and said to the Fifteenth Uncle, who looked a little unhappy, "Fifteenth Uncle, let's go back to the palace."

Prince Yu tried hard to suppress his anger at not seeing Qingyin: "Why don't you stay a little longer? Or let your mother see you off."

"No need, Fifteenth Uncle, my mother is not feeling well and has just rested."

Xinyu answered obediently.

Prince Yu: Is this what he meant?

He just wanted to see Qingyin, but looking at the innocent eyes of his little niece, Prince Yu let go of his anger. She was his niece and her daughter, so how could he be angry? Forget it.

"Then go back. I'll take you back to the palace."

Nan Chu almost laughed out loud when he saw Prince Yu's dejected back as he sent the two little princesses away.

She is really his good daughter. Well, why is the daughter of the concubine not considered his daughter?

After the person finally disappeared from the mansion, he anxiously asked Chen Si, "Did Fu Jin really fall asleep again?"

Chen Si shook his head, "The princess is smart and is deliberately making excuses. Fu Jin is talking to Miss Maya now."

"Okay, I'll go see Fu Jin right away."

—

East courtyard.

"Fu Jin."

Nan Chu couldn't wait to walk to Qingyin's side and hugged Qingyin, "You have suffered."

Maya looked at her master, smiled secretly with her hands covering her lips, and quietly retreated.

Only Qingyin and Nanchu were left in the room.

Qingyin punched Nan Chu's chest helplessly and said shyly, "There was someone there just now."

"What's there to be afraid of? You are my wife anyway."

Nan Chu carefully held Qingyin's face, checking if there was anything uncomfortable on her face, "Is there anything else that hurts?"

Qingyin shook her head: "I was just tired earlier, I wasn't injured anywhere else."

Nan Chu frowned, "That won't do. Let's go get a witch doctor to take a look."

Qingyin looked at Nanchu's anxious expression, but after two days, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, he still didn't refuse.

The witch doctor came, and it was the skinny old man from the mansion.

The witch doctor took Qingyin's pulse. At first, his face looked normal, but after a while, his face suddenly changed.

Nan Chu was startled and asked the witch doctor excitedly: "Is there really a problem?"

The witch doctor hesitated for a moment, felt Qingyin's pulse, and then looked at Nanchu's anxious expression and said, "Master, Fu Jin is fine. I just want to ask if Fu Jin has been feeling sleepy lately."

Qingyin and Nanchu looked at each other and said hesitantly, "Yes."

The witch doctor's heavy expression turned into joy, and he knelt on the ground. "That's right, then. Congratulations, Master, and congratulations to the wife. The wife should be pregnant. Her pulse is not noticeable, so it should be before her period. If the master is worried, you can ask the imperial physician in the palace to take a look."

Nan Chu was shocked and couldn't suppress the complicated emotions in his heart. He couldn't help but hug Qingyin.

"Fujin, we have a child?" he asked cautiously, his tone sounding somewhat incredulous.

He looked nervous, happy, and a little pitiful.

Looking at Nan Chu's expression, Qing Yin couldn't help but pull his hand and said affirmatively: "Yes, we have a child."

She couldn't help but touch her still flat belly.

I didn't expect that she was already pregnant.

Her child with Nan Chu.