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"You little girl, you even dare to slander your mother." The old lady scolded with a smile, and asked impatiently: "When did you get it?" She leaned forward unconsciously and put her ear to Jing Chunxi's mouth, as if she wanted to hear every word clearly.

"At the end of November, when I returned from Jian'an County, the military doctor said I was pregnant," Jing Chunxi counted on her fingers and answered seriously. The silk ribbons tied to her twin buns swayed gently with her nods, like two fluttering butterflies.

"Amitabha, good, good, this is all right. Now your father will have an heir." The old lady clasped her hands together, the jade bracelets on her wrists jingling. She bowed respectfully three times towards the east, the hairpins in her graying bun swaying gracefully.

This happy event caused everyone to congratulate the old lady, and Nanny Wang and Mrs. Lin praised her profusely.

Nanny Wang was standing close to me, clasping her hands together and bowing repeatedly, her face wrinkled with laughter. "Oh my goodness! This is such a great joy! A new baby brings wealth! A new baby brings wealth!" She clapped her thigh as she spoke. "Madam, just wait to hold your grandson. I guarantee it'll be a chubby little boy!"

Lin was wearing a crimson-purple jacket, looking particularly energetic. Holding Xiaonan in her arms, she felt no need to show weakness. "Old Madam, no wonder you always say that Sister Xi is blessed. Doesn't this bring great news to our family?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a sachet embroidered with a picture of a hundred children from his sleeve. "I specially went to Daxiangguo Temple to get this. It contains a peace amulet that was once offered to the Guanyin of Childbirth. I'll bring it back to Sister Xi tomorrow."

Lin turned her head and winked at Si, "Now it's our turn to prepare some clothes for the baby."

She also winked at Jing Chunxi and said, "Sister Xi is going to be a sister, are you happy?"

After the call, Jing Chunxi just remembered smiling and nodding, and didn't know how to respond to them.

After everyone finished speaking in kind, the old lady wanted to ask more questions, but the old general gently pushed her, and the strength of his calloused hand was just right.

"Okay, since you're asking like this, does Sister Xi still need to eat? Why are you making everyone stand like this? I have nothing to ask. Let Sister Xi sleep with you tonight." The old general's loud voice was filled with a smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were like blooming chrysanthemums. It was obvious that he was in a very good mood.

"Yes, yes, the food is ready. Everyone, unload your things and go to the backyard quickly." The old lady finally woke up from her dream and hurriedly called out. Zhuang also squeezed out and was busy greeting people.

Only then did Jing Chunxi notice Xu Zize and Prince Yan standing at the threshold behind the crowd. They were both dressed in casual clothes. Xu Zize wore an indigo-colored robe with a jade belt around his waist; Prince Yan wore a dark brocade robe with dark patterns embroidered on the collar. It was obvious at first glance that they were wealthy and idle people.

The two men were also looking at her. Xu Zize had a faint smile on his face, while King Yan looked thoughtful.

"Sister Xi is with us in the front yard." Hearing her grandfather's words, Jing Chunxi hurriedly said, "Grandfather, I have to go back to the house to wash my face first." She pointed to the tray still held by the icing sugar, let them look at the mountain of red envelopes, and smiled slyly.

"I have to hide all these red envelopes, otherwise they will be lost." As she said this, she made a face and stuck out her pink tongue playfully.

This caused everyone to burst into laughter again. The old lady laughed so hard that she kept wiping away tears. Nanny Wang hurried forward to help her calm down.

Xu Zize, who was always serious, smiled and shook his head, his stern face thawing like the spring breeze.

It was the first time he had seen Jing Chunxi so lively and unrestrained. His agile appearance was like a deer jumping in the woods, making people unable to take their eyes off him.

There was only one table of food in the main hall. Because of their arrival, the meal was even more sumptuous than during the Chinese New Year. Except for seafood, the rest were northern dishes.

The steamed sea bass is shiny with oil, the braised lion's head is fragrant, and several plates of seasonal side dishes are green and juicy.

The old general, the old lady, Jing Changning and Jing Chunxi who were having dinner, then Prince Yan and Xu Zize, and the most rare thing was Zhou Wei who looked exhausted and had just returned from somewhere.

"Uncle Zhou Wei, where have you been? I haven't seen you since we first arrived in Yamen Village." Jing Chunxi's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion. Seeing Zhou Wei was such a surprise. She couldn't help but have wild thoughts these days. If she didn't see him again this time, she would almost doubt he was gone.

"Haha! Miss, just ask the old general and the third master and you will know." Zhou Wei's eyes were wrinkled with deep smile, but he lightly kicked the question to the two masters.

His eyes moved between the old general and Jing Changning, obviously waiting for their response.

Jing Yongcheng picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then said meaningfully, "If your uncle Zhou Wei is so comfortable, we won't be so comfortable." His voice was deep and deep, and every word seemed to vibrate from his chest.

"Okay!" He said it as if he hadn't said anything, but it said everything. Jing Chunxi shook his head helplessly, knowing that asking further questions would be futile. In short, he just had to obey orders.

"Xi'er, ignore those men and eat!" The old lady placed a piece of crystal-clear shrimp in Jing Chunxi's bowl, her eyes full of love. She always did this, expressing her concern in the simplest way.

This meal was originally cooked specially for Jing Chunxi, but I didn't expect so many people would come as a "drop-in" today.

At the dinner table, a few grown men occasionally clinked glasses, discussing military and national affairs. The old general's brow furrowed as he spoke of the war in the west; the Prince of Yan's gaze was sharp as he analyzed the situation in the north; Jing Changning occasionally interjected with unique insights; and although Zhou Wei was quiet, his occasional remarks were always to the point.

Jing Chunxi and the old lady turned a deaf ear to these topics and concentrated on enjoying the food.

"Sister Xi, this is delicious!" The old lady picked up another piece of honey ham and put it in Jing Chunxi's bowl.

"Brother Xiaokang, you have one too." Jing Chunxi reciprocated the favor and offered a piece of fish to Xu Zize, who was sitting on the other side of the old lady. Xu Zize nodded slightly in thanks, maintaining his elegant dining manners.

Although he didn't speak, his ears were perked up and he listened to every word of everyone's conversation.

"Sister Xi, think again and see if there is anything you missed in what you told Prince Yan." The old general suddenly changed the subject and cast a sharp gaze at Jing Chunxi.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire table fell silent. It was obvious that Prince Yan and Xu Zize had arrived half a day earlier and had already reported everything she knew to the old general.

Jing Chunxi chewed on the tip of her chopsticks and thought for a moment. She wasn't sure how much they knew about the inner workings of the palace, so she steeled her resolve and spoke bluntly, "The bastard emperor won't live long. The Fourth Prince is dead, and the Seventh and Eighth Princes are likely useless too. He's completely alone. Would it be difficult to replace him?"

Before she finished speaking, the old lady's face changed drastically, and she looked at King Yan, fearing that he would shout, "How dare you!"