The abandoned concubine who transmigrated woke up shouting "Long live the widow!"

The baby in Jingzhiyuan's arms started crying, so he quickly handed the baby to Xiaoman's mother and asked her to take the baby back to the bedroom.

“Zhiyuan, I will not let you stay here forever. Beiye still needs you!” the Emperor Emeritus said.

Jing Zhiyuan turned his head away from the direction where the child was taken away, and gave a bitter smile. "Your Majesty, this sinful subject does not want to make things difficult for you. If you still remember the little bit of hard work this sinful subject has done, then please let this third son not be imprisoned here with my wife and me forever!"

The Emperor Emeritus sighed, "Zhiyuan, it's not difficult to let you out. It's true that I saved you before, but you're imprisoned here because of your daughter."

"Xue'er?"

"Absolutely! Your precious daughter wanted a divorce from Mu Chen. If you weren't here, she would have flown away long ago!" The Emperor Emeritus said what he had been holding in his heart, and immediately felt extremely relieved.

Jing Zhiyuan became anxious, "Why does Xue'er want a divorce? Did the War King do something?"

The retired emperor glared at him and said, "You're asking me? Who am I asking?"

"Why would Xue'er want a divorce? It must be because the War King wronged her!"

“It might have been as you said before, but now it seems to be the other way around. In front of your daughter, Mu Chen has turned from a leopard into a cat!” the Emperor Emeritus said.

"Did you and His Majesty already know that Xue'er wanted a divorce when I was in trouble? Is that why you imprisoned this criminal here to keep Xue'er here?" Jing Zhiyuan seemed to be talking to himself, but also to the Emperor Emeritus. He remembered what Jing Xue had told him: that the Emperor Emeritus was a very wicked old man.

For a moment, Jing Zhiyuan was at a loss for what to do.

"Jingxue must have already found the person who framed you. Wait, was your daughter this capable before?" the Emperor Emeritus asked curiously.

“Xue’er has indeed changed a bit, but she says it’s all just life-saving skills!” Jing Zhiyuan stood there the whole time.

"Hmph! Save your life? You believe her? She and Mu Chen can kill a tiger together, she... never mind, she's too capable!"

“Your Majesty, the royal family has never lacked outstanding women. Since Xue’er wants a divorce, Your Majesty and the Emperor should agree! This humble subject is willing to remain imprisoned here indefinitely.”

After Jing Zhiyuan finished speaking, the retired emperor was so angry that he raised his hand to slam the table, but then thought about it and put it down.

"She's dreaming. Divorce? She shouldn't even think about it." The Emperor Emeritus himself felt a lack of confidence after saying this! He subconsciously straightened his back.

"So what exactly do you want?"

“I want her to live a good life with Mu Chen. Mu Chen has completely changed his opinion of her now. He has also said more than once that he was wrong before and neglected her. But your daughter still insists on divorce.”

“Jingxue is a capable woman. As a citizen of Beiye, shouldn’t she serve her country? I won’t go into the details, but if you can persuade her to give up the idea of ​​divorce, I guarantee I will let your whole family go.”

Jing Zhiyuan shook his head, "This sinful subject cannot do it!"

"You..." Just as the Emperor Emeritus was about to get angry, Baili Zhan came out of his bedchamber.

"How is Zhan?" Jing Zhiyuan asked.

Baili Zhan picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said, "It's a bit troublesome. My sister-in-law's meridians are a bit blocked. I diagnosed it before, but she was pregnant at the time and couldn't take any medicine. Now, if she doesn't want to breastfeed, she can take medicine; otherwise... she still can't take any medicine!"

Jing Zhiyuan wanted to say that there was no need to feed it, since the Emperor Emeritus had already promised to give him a ewe.

“Isolate her, that means sending someone to find Jingxue and bring her back. If she can’t do anything about it, then we can talk to her again,” the Emperor Emeritus said.

Jing Zhiyuan also remembered that Jingxue knew medicine, and Baili Zhan nodded and said, "That's fine, I can also learn from Princess Zhan."

Jing Zhiyuan could hardly believe his ears. Ah Zhan was a miracle doctor! He had saved the lives of soldiers back in the day, so why would he need to learn from Xue'er?

Meanwhile, Jingxue and the others rushed back without stopping, and Qin Jing returned to the Duke's Mansion as soon as he entered the city.

They arrived at the palace after lunchtime.

After getting off the carriage, Jingxue disregarded Ye Muchen's presence and took out two large packages from the carriage.

"Do you want to go back to the Prince's Mansion or to the East Palace first?" Jingxue asked Ye Muchen.

“I will go to the Cold Smoke Palace with you.”

Jingxue: Your mother-in-law is giving birth, what are you going to do there?

"I should also go visit my parents-in-law!"

Jingxue didn't dawdle and handed the two packages to Gao Chi. The four of them headed towards Lengyan Palace.

To be honest, this was the first time Ye Muchen had formally met Jingxue's parents since they had been married for so long. He hadn't even exchanged a single word with Jing Zhiyuan at the Dali Temple.

When his father arranged the marriage, he didn't even bother to talk to Jing Zhiyuan.

Upon arriving at Lengyan Palace, General Wei made things difficult for them without giving them any trouble. After a routine check, he let them pass.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard the sound of a child crying.

Jingxue entered the main hall, carrying the hem of her fox fur coat. There was no one inside, but the sound of a child crying came from the bedroom.

Ye Muchen and Gao Chi could not go any further, so they handed the package to Runyue.

Perhaps having heard their voices, Jing Zhiyuan came out of his bedchamber. Upon seeing the newcomers, he instinctively tried to kneel down.

“Father, you don’t need to do this. Ye Muchen is your junior!” Jingxue helped him up.

Jing Zhiyuan felt quite uncomfortable seeing Ye Muchen, especially after last night's conversation with the Emperor Emeritus, not this morning. However, he still said, "Xue'er, etiquette must not be neglected!"

Ye Muchen stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Father-in-law, it is your son-in-law who should pay his respects!"

Jingxue smiled and said, "That's right, Father. You two talk here! I'll go in and see Mother and my brother."

Jing Zhiyuan nodded.

Jingxue led Runyue into the bedchamber.

Li was leaning against the quilt. The hall was quite warm. Xiaoman's mother was pacing back and forth on the floor, holding the baby and coaxing, "Good boy, little master! You'll have milk to drink soon!"

"Mother!" Jingxue called out with a smile.

Seeing them enter, Madam Li sat up straight, a smile spreading across her face. "Xue'er's here! I heard from your father that you went to the estate; you're back quite quickly!"

Jingxue asked Runyue to put down her things, and took off her fox fur coat, saying...

"Mother, let's warm ourselves up first, Leap Month, come on!"

“Yes, let’s grill it first, it’s cold outside, isn’t it?” Li asked.

"good!"

Xiaoman's mother, holding the child, bowed to Jingxue, saying, "Young Miss, you've finally arrived! Madam has been talking about you ever since she woke up!"

"No need for formalities, Granny!"

Jingxue looked at Madam Li and asked, "Mother, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, but Qi'er must be hungry. The nanny fed him some rice porridge, but he doesn't seem to need it."

“Qi’er, Jingqi, it’s a nice name!” Jingxue said.

"It was a name bestowed upon me by the Emperor Emeritus!"

Jingxue: That old man is actually quite literate!

Finally warmed up, Jingxue stepped forward and took the child, saying to Xiaoman's mother, "Granny, please get some boiled water and some cooled boiled water so I can make milk for the child!"