The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

No one expected that Qingying, who has always disliked others using their talents to win favor, would come out to perform.

After all, everyone knows that Princess Qingying, who came from the Ulanara family, has a very noble character and disdains to condescend to associate with the people in the backyard.

Hongli frowned as his train of thought and interest were interrupted. He thought Qingying was so rude. Didn't she see that he hadn't finished writing the poem yet?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qingying fell silent.

Facing everyone's gaze, Qingying felt a burning sensation on her face.

It wasn't that she was deliberately keeping people in suspense, but she had just stood up a little suddenly, and she clearly felt the sound of cloth tearing.

Now that everyone was quiet, she didn't dare to move anymore. She didn't dare to gamble whether the torn fabric was from her dress. After all, it cost her all her dignity.

Before she could figure out a solution, Hongli became impatient after being interrupted for no reason and caught in an inexplicably awkward atmosphere.

"Qingying, what program have you prepared? Why don't you come forward and show it?"

Qingying blinked innocently at her brother Hongli, trying to use the telepathy between the two to convey her current predicament.

But unfortunately, Hongli had no other thoughts except wondering if Qingying was making faces because her eyes were uncomfortable.

Seeing that she still stood there motionless even after he spoke, Hongli felt a little embarrassed.

Fucha Langya also found it strange.

Could it be that Qingying has developed a new problem?

In public, Qingying didn't dare to move anymore, feeling really embarrassed.

Just when she was secretly praying that someone could give her a way out, she heard a "hiss" sound, perhaps because she was nervous and breathing too heavily or what.

Even though惢心 was loyal to her master, she rushed to Qingying at the first moment.

But her thin body could not completely cover the green cherry blossoms behind her.

There was silence at the table.

Gao Xiyue lost control of her facial expression and her eyes widened.

The robe Qingying was wearing today was already very old-fashioned, and she thought Qingying just had an unusual aesthetic taste and liked it that way.

I didn’t expect it to be such an old item!

This must be an old piece of clothing, how could it tear in public?

Looking at Qingying's hurriedly running figure, everyone fell into silence for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Kim Yu-yeon, who loves to watch the fun and enjoy the trouble, took advantage of this opportunity to add insult to injury in order to establish herself as an upright person.

"Pfft—Qinggege's show is really amazing."

Jin Yuyan's imagination was very beautiful, but Hongli, who felt embarrassed, did not follow her script.

"If you can't speak, no one will tell you to speak!"

"I think you haven't attended enough classes. Starting tomorrow, I'll add two more hours of classes. If you can't learn, don't come out!"

After venting his anger on Jin Yuyan, Hongli felt that the congestion in his chest was relieved a lot, but he still lost the interest to sit down, so he got up and went back to the front yard.

The rest of the people looked up at the sky and picked their fingers, each busy with their own things. No one dared to speak easily, for fear of being struck by lightning like Jin Yuyan.

The family dinner ended in such an anticlimactic way.

The one who finished the show at the front of the line was fine. After returning home, she concentrated on finding Qingying's clothes that had come undone.

But those who are waiting in the back and haven’t gotten their turn yet are very upset.

For example, A Ruo, who was supposed to be the finale, was not given a chance to appear on stage.

She held a grudge against this little thing for several months, and would talk about it for a long time whenever she thought of it.

Hearing her bringing up the past again, Fu Cha Langya was just about to reach out to peel an orange and use it to block A Ruo's mouth, but suddenly she felt something wet between her legs.

A Ruo, who was halfway through her speech, saw that Fu Jin's expression was becoming more and more serious, and her voice gradually became lower.

"Aruo, I should be giving birth."

Fu Cha Langya said this very naturally, so calmly that there was not even a trembling in her voice.

But when A Ruo heard this, she was stunned.

"If you ask me, it's all Qing's fault... Oh, giving birth... Huh?! Giving birth?? Now?!"

Seeing A Ruo standing up all of a sudden and looking very unstable, Fu Cha Langya sighed and turned to look at Su Lian behind her.

Su Lian, who was well prepared, nodded and went to call the midwife and doctor who had been prepared in an orderly manner.

When Hongli hurried to the main courtyard, he saw the well-trained servants busy outside the delivery room.

When he turned around again, he saw his concubine A Ruo and Gao Xiyue huddled together tightly, their faces pale and covered in cold sweat. If one didn't know, one would think they were going to be sent to the delivery room.

"Why did Fu Jin suddenly give birth prematurely?"

Hongli asked with a sullen look on his face, and A Ruo shuddered subconsciously.

What should I do? Could it be that I was nagging too much and caused Fu Jin to give birth prematurely?

Fu Cha Zhuying, who was about to walk to the gate of the main courtyard with a big belly, happened to hear Hongli's question and held her belly reflexively.

Yes, it is obvious that my period is earlier than Fu Jin’s, so how could Fu Jin come first? Could it be that someone is causing trouble?

In the delivery room, Fu Cha Langya, who had already taken the birthing pill, was acting in unbearable pain and didn't care about anything else.

Just when Hongli was so anxious that he turned around for the 26th time and A Ruo couldn't help but want to "surrender", a baby cried.

Not long after that, the midwife came out with a smile on her face and announced the good news.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! Your Majesty has given birth to a little prince!"

Before Hongli could get excited enough to regain his ability to speak, another burst of crying began.

"There is still one!"

"It's a princess!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Your Majesty has given birth to twins, a boy and a girl!"

The immense happiness hit Hongli so hard that he didn't have time to speak for a moment, and his mouth was so wide open that his back teeth could almost be seen.