The Self-cultivation of a Salted Fish Concubine

When the princess saw him about to leave, she suddenly remembered something.

"Your Highness, you may be relieved, but the two newborns in the hospital are still pregnant and haven't settled down yet. Your Highness, please be patient."

"Even if you are sitting firmly on the tire, you still have to be careful..."

King Jing's complexion darkened visibly.

"Is this how dissolute I am in the eyes of the princess?!"

Is he so horny that he has to sleep with a pregnant concubine?!

The princess remained calm and said, "I know that the prince has always valued an heir and would not indulge in anything. It's just that some concubines, in their efforts to secure his favor, inevitably lose their sense of propriety. That's why I've given you these two warnings."

"If Your Majesty doesn't like it, I won't say anything."

The princess had finished speaking, and King Jing was successfully disgusted. The next sentence was purely perfunctory.

King Jing's face darkened as he turned and left Qingsong Courtyard.

Eunuch Shi'an led the way and led a group of people out of the gate of Qingsong Courtyard.

After sending King Jing away, the princess wondered, "I knew he was upset, so I asked him to go to the other concubines to comfort himself. But he's being so mean to me instead. Why is that?"

Mother Li hesitated to speak.

The princess glanced at her and said, "Mom, please don't say anything. Since you hesitated, it must be something I don't like to hear."

"Forget it, the weather is so cold, let's rest early."

Mother Li had so much to say that it got stuck in her throat that she almost suffocated herself.

After a while, Mother Li couldn't help but say, "Princess, why did you say those things? The prince has never been one for women and knows his limits when it comes to that matter."

"Even if there were some restless and deliberate seduction, they would be the ones to bear the consequences if anything happened. The princess's words have only made the prince unhappy for no reason."

Didn’t you see that King Jing’s face was darker than charcoal just now?

The princess said calmly, "Mother doesn't understand. I'm only thinking about the prince's offspring, so even if it makes him unhappy, I still have to say what I have to say."

Mother Li: “…”

How come she doesn't know that her princess is so virtuous and lovely?

The princess didn't explain.

Her advice was certainly not out of virtuousness, nor was it in vain.

On the contrary, she was setting a trap for Han's concubine.

If Concubine Han's pregnancy was fake and King Jing didn't touch her, she wouldn't be able to turn the fake pregnancy into reality in a short period of time, which would also make it easier for Concubine Li to take action.

Since the princess is planning to take in Concubine Li, she should do something.

King Jing has always been very concerned about his reputation and he is indeed very protective of the pregnant women.

After hearing the princess's "heartfelt words", he would definitely not have sex with a pregnant concubine casually.

The princess is looking forward to seeing how Concubine Han will turn the fake into the real.

King Jing paused after leaving Qingsong Courtyard.

Eunuch Shi'an asked considerately, "Your Highness, do you want to go to Chunshan Courtyard or Qiufeng Courtyard?"

According to Eunuch Shi'an's understanding, Concubine Yun is King Jing's confidant, and Concubine Xie is King Jing's heart-warming sweetheart.

When King Jing was bored, he loved to go to these two places.

However, Concubine Yun has shown some signs of falling out of favor recently, and this sweet-talking girl has not been so sweet anymore.

As expected, King Jing chose Chunshanyuan.

Eunuch Shi'an sighed: It seems that warming soup is more practical.

"I don't know if she's asleep yet."

King Jing muttered to himself.

He remembered that after Xie Run became pregnant, she went to bed early.

Just now, when the princess asked him to find someone who could comfort him, Xie Run's appearance subconsciously appeared in his mind.

When Xie Run was found to have been poisoned, his hair was half loose, he was not wearing any hairpins or jewelry, and his eyes were full of beauty and charm. He was gentle, elegant and alluring, which left a particularly deep impression on King Jing.

Whenever I feel depressed, I think of her appearance, and the depression in my chest seems to be relieved a lot.

Eunuch Shi'an smiled and said, "Not necessarily."

"I heard that Master Xie specially prepared a table of delicious food for the festival, and even called in a few singing girls, and brought the people from Chunshan Court to join in the fun."

"I guess it's not over yet." Shi'an said, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

It is hard for a servant not to envy such a good master.

When King Jing heard this, he became interested.

The palace naturally maintains a troupe of opera performers.

But since it was just a festival, Xie Run didn't dare to make a fuss and only asked three maids to sing songs to join in the fun.

When King Jing brought his men there, Xie Run had just finished burning paper money and a candle was still burning in the corner of the yard.

These paper money and candles are not burned for the Xie family, but for the original body Xie Run.

Regardless of whether her original body was a good person or a bad person, Xie Run had to remember her kindness since he took possession of her body.

I just hope she has a smooth journey on the road of reincarnation, and doesn't meet a scumbag again after reincarnation.

After burning the paper, she turned around and saw a small stage in the yard. A little actor was singing softly accompanied by music, and the eunuchs and maids were watching him intently.

In the distance, a tall figure emerged from the snow.

Xie Rundun stayed where he was.

Snow started falling from the sky at some point, and a tall figure in a cloak came through the snow and approached in the night.

The purple gold jade crown on his head had two ribbons hanging down, making the man look even more graceful and handsome.

The sharp-eyed maids saw King Jing coming and stood up to greet him.

"Meet the prince!"

Xie Run finally came back to his senses, "My Lord, why are you here?"

She was really surprised.

Firstly, today is a festival, and secondly, I heard that King Jing and the Queen went to the palace to attend a sacrificial banquet and just came back now.

Normally, King Jing would have rested in the main courtyard long ago, so why did he run all the way to Chunshan Courtyard?

King Jing walked closer and raised his hand to cover Xie Run's hand, "Your hand... is quite warm."

He originally wanted to warm Xie Run's hands, but Xie Run was in good health and his hands were still warm outside in the middle of winter.

This left King Jing with nowhere to display his abilities.

Xie Run pulled his hand out, gently patted Prince Jing's hand, and said coquettishly, "Your Highness's hands are so cold!"

Then he whispered, "The maids are still here!"

Her little face, illuminated by the white snow-orange light, looked delicate and lively, with a hint of warmth.

Especially those peach blossom eyes, so affectionate... King Jing's heart softened.

"The princess is virtuous and advised me to visit the pregnant concubines in the backyard more often, so I thought of coming to see you."

I don’t know if it was Xie Run’s illusion.

She always felt that King Jing's words about the princess being virtuous were a bit sarcastic.

Xie Run didn't like discussing the princess with King Jing.

In other words, in her courtyard, she didn't like to discuss any other women with King Jing.

"Your Highness, you must have been exhausted from the journey. I'm afraid you haven't had your meal yet?"

King Jing: "I miss the fragrant pigeon soup in your courtyard. It's so late, I can't digest it if I eat too much. Just have a bowl of noodles and it will be fine."

"What a coincidence." Xie Run and King Jing walked into the courtyard together, chatting casually. "There's been soup simmering on the fire in the small kitchen today. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to drink it for a while."

It is quite troublesome to make fragrant pigeon soup.

Every time Xie Run wanted to drink it, he had to order the dish a day in advance and wait for the small kitchen to simmer it on the fire for half a day before it could be served.

As they walked, King Jing held Xie Run's hand with his big palm.

Covered by the cloak, no clue can be seen from the back. Such secret closeness really warms people's hearts.

Xie Run was also keenly aware that King Jing was in a bad mood.

She doesn't like to be a talkative girl and never asks too many questions.

When they got into the house, Xie Run helped King Jing untie his cloak and handed it to Dan Tao beside him.

He also instructed, "Tell the kitchen to prepare a bowl of noodles with winter bamboo shoot chicken soup, a bowl of white dew pigeon soup, and a few refreshing side dishes."

Dan Tao took the cloak and said, "Yes. There are some new fruits. Master, would you like to try some?"

Xie Run nodded, "Okay."

Have some fruit after the meal.

There was a charcoal stove burning in the room, and it felt warm as soon as he entered, which also relieved a lot of King Jing's boredom.

As soon as he sat down beside her, a maid brought him tea.

King Jing took a sip and caught a glimpse of the white inner garment beside him. He smiled and said, "When can I wear this?"

Xie Run said without blushing or panting, "Almost there."

King Jing teased her, "How fast is fast?"

Xie Run: "...maybe three to five months, maybe a year or two."

King Jing: "..."

The two looked at each other in silence, and suddenly they both laughed.

As Xie Run was laughing, he suddenly cried out in pain.

King Jing raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"