Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

Seya looked at Xinrong's belly curiously, wanting to touch it but not daring to.

"You can touch it." Xinrong took the initiative to hold Seya's hand, with a maternal glow on her face.

"No, Fifth Lady, I'm afraid it will disturb the baby in your belly and make it uncomfortable." Seya smiled sweetly and asked, "What shall we eat? Ertai, I want something spicy."

Ertai patted Seya's head, his eyes full of doting as he smiled. He said to Lu Yixinrong, "Saya and I have been to all the banquets in the palaces these days. We've been to the Cining Palace five times. Seya complained to me so much that she almost swallowed a bird."

"It's just too bland. I want to have it spicy enough today, and you can't stop me!"

"That's easy. Huibinlou has several signature dishes that are both spicy and delicious, as well as the braised sour duck with gold and silver. Order them all in a minute."

"Thank you, Fifth Prince! Thank you, Fifth Lady!" Seya grinned happily.

After the dishes were served, she concentrated on eating. Ertai and Lu Yi occasionally picked up some food for their wives. Lu Yi said, "Did you visit your father and mother at the mansion during your time back in Beijing?"

"I went there on the first day I came back. My room has been cleaned. I have been living in the mansion for the past few days. The mansion awarded by the emperor is still being taken care of. It will probably take another four or five days for Seya and I to move in."

Ertai picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Lu Yi, saying, "I heard about Xiaoyanzi's story. Fortunately, the Fifth Lady is fine, otherwise Ertai would not be able to see you."

"Xiaoyanzi has nothing to do with you, you don't have to take it to heart."

Ertai said seriously, "But Xiaoyanzi is my brother's woman. I have a connection with her, and I always feel sorry for the Fifth Prince and his wife."

Lu Yi picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Ertai's. "Erkang is Erkang, and you are you. As long as you do your job well in the future, the Emperor and I will not have any prejudice against you."

"We serve the Qing together."

A gleam of light flashed in Ertai's eyes. He cleared his throat and said, "Yes, Ertai will follow the Fifth Prince's lead!"

Lu Yi also smiled and moved his hand to rub Xinrong's other waist. "Let's eat. We have to enjoy ourselves tonight."

"Yes, Fifth Prince."

Four months later.

Xinrong felt stomach pains and was soon sent to a clean room to give birth. Several imperial doctors were waiting to prevent any accidents. Lu Yi and Concubine Yu, who were guarding outside the door, had worried expressions on their faces, especially Concubine Yu, who was so upset that she didn't even have the mood to eat dinner.

"Go away, I have no appetite."

Concubine Yu didn't even look at the silver noodles in front of her. Her face was full of anxiety. When she looked up and down, a pimple appeared on her face.

Lu Yi advised, "Mother, this morning, when the Emperor's decree came down, you were so happy you drank all the wine and barely ate lunch. How can you skip dinner?"

"Yongqi, I can't eat anymore. Xinrong is in so much pain inside. I'm worried."

Lu Yi saw the red pimple on her chin and believed it in his heart. He paused and said, "It's okay if you don't want to eat it. When the baby is born, I will be the only one who can hold it."

"What? You've been named Prince Rong by your royal father, but mother can't hold your child? I want to hold him, I want to be the first one to hold him. That's the grandson I've been waiting for for so long!"

Concubine Yu slammed the table and confronted Lu Yi.

Concubine Yu suddenly lost her temper. Lu Yi was stunned for a moment, then picked up the bowl of noodles and walked up to Concubine Yu to reason with her.

"How can you have the strength if you don't eat? A newborn baby must weigh more than five or six kilograms. If you don't eat well for a whole day, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to hold your grandson?"

Concubine Yu was silent for a moment before taking the bowl and chopsticks. She said stiffly, "I'll eat. Don't sit idle. Go and look after Xinrong. Otherwise, mother will be worried. Go quickly."

"Hey, I'm going, don't push me."

Early in the morning, Xinrong opened his eyes and subconsciously went to look for the child.

Lu Yi stood up, picked up the kettle and poured water, then said, "Mother said that as soon as you opened your eyes, you would miss the child, so she asked the wet nurse to wait until you woke up before taking the child away."

"Mother is good to me, I know."

Xinrong half-raised herself, her hands resting lightly on the bright yellow swaddling cloth. Her gentle gaze drifted over the sleeping baby's face, "What's the child's name?"

Lu Yi helped her up to drink water and said, "Mian Yi, let's name this child Mian Yi."

"Mian Yi, what a nice name." Xinrong finished drinking the water, looked at the baby with gentle eyes, and gently touched his cheek.

Lu Yi said: "He is a blessed child. He was born at night, and during the day his father was conferred the title of prince. Mian Yi was born with blessings."

"Don't laugh like that. These are my mother's exact words. I must repeat them to you."

Xinrong's eyes were almost filled with laughter. He gently pressed his face against Mianyi's cheek and whispered, "Mianyi is Prince Rong's son. Mother was right. Our Mianyi is very lucky."

Ever since Lu Yi became Prince Rong and her legitimate son turned one year old, the Queen completely gave up the idea of ​​causing trouble.

Like the Empress Dowager, he began to take an interest in Buddhism and spent all day in the small Buddhist temple in Jingren Palace. He didn't even care much about his own biological prince, the Twelfth Prince.

Qing'er and Xinrong chatted, "The Empress Dowager complained to me, saying that at her age, she just wanted some peace and quiet, and to play with the children occasionally. She never imagined that the Empress was going to just throw the Twelfth Prince into the Cining Palace and leave him there."

"Doesn't the Empress love the Twelfth Prince like the apple of her eye? Why did she suddenly become obsessed with Buddhist scriptures and abandon the Twelfth Prince to the Empress Dowager?"

"That's what I mean. The Empress Dowager also told the Empress that one should raise one's own children. But guess what the Empress said?"

Xinrong became interested and asked curiously, "What did you say?"

Qing'er covered her mouth and laughed, "The Empress said that if the Empress Dowager doesn't want to take care of him, she will send the 12th Prince to Prince Rong's mansion. An elder brother has the responsibility to discipline his younger brother. Anyway, she has to chant Buddhist scriptures, so her energy is limited, so she can't take care of the 12th Prince."

Xinrong had never thought that this matter could be related to her family. She sighed, "I didn't expect the Queen to change so much."

Qing'er walked to the crib, picked up the little tiger and made Mian Yi laugh, "Yeah, if it was a few years ago, I wouldn't have believed it if you told me."

As they were talking, a maid came in lightly, "Fujin, there's news from the northwest."

Xinrong glanced at Qing'er, who was teasing the child with her back to him, and said, "Go ahead."

"The one in the northwest has passed away."

At the same time, Lu Yi, who was practicing calligraphy in the study, paused for a moment on the paper, and put down the brush after writing the word "自".

"Host, aren't you excited? The progress is already 99%!"

Xiao Fan danced in Lu Yi's mind and rolled around happily for many times.