Chapter 661

"Your Majesty, is Lin Bao'er dead?" Yun Xiyue became angrier the more she thought about it, wishing she could tear Lin Bao'er to pieces.

"There is no news about the couple for the time being. Zhou Yan wants to bring them back and have Wan Jiaojiao execute them personally."

“My master also said that she seems to have postpartum depression.”

Zhou Yan went to the palace immediately to apologize.

Wan Jiaojiao's condition is indeed not quite normal right now.

"The Zhou family will keep a close eye on people and will not let her come to the palace to see you again."

Yun Xiyue said, "Her illness is psychological..."

“Ah Yue, you don’t need to blame yourself.”

Although she didn't say it, Murong Yu guessed it in his heart and quickly hugged her, "This is not your fault. Lin Bao'er came to her herself, and her miscarriage was also because of the scheming of the Xu family's daughter."

Yun Xiyue was surprised, "The Xu family's daughter?"

"Yes, she's Madam Zhou's niece. She's from the same clan as Xu Lan, but they've separated their households. The Xu family is still in the capital."

"Xu Yan is Zhou Yan's cousin. She has always liked Zhou Yan and wanted to marry him. Madam Zhou also liked her and originally wanted to bring her into the mansion as a concubine, but because Zhou Yan did not agree, that woman blamed Wan Jiaojiao."

Ultimately, it's their own business and has nothing to do with you.

Yun Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief. "Mm."

She always felt guilty, thinking that she had dragged Wan Jiaojiao down with her.

"Does Jiaojiao know?"

Murong Yu said, "The Zhou family is intentionally concealing this; it's a matter between the two families."

"Since Zhou Yan promised to explain things clearly to Wan Jiaojiao, let's leave it alone for now."

Yun Xiyue nodded. "Yes, how are things on your end? What's the purpose of Prince Liang's return this time?"

"Hmm, they won't show their true colors now!" Murong Yu's eyes darkened slightly as he placed his hand on her lower abdomen. "Don't be afraid, your father will protect you."

"Do you think it's a daughter or a son?" Yun Xiyue asked with a smile, looking into his arms.

"Let's have a son! If it's a son, we won't have to go through so much hardship. It doesn't matter whether we have more children later," Murong Yu said.

“That won’t do. One won’t do. My family needs an heir, otherwise I won’t be able to explain to my parents,” Yun Xiyue said immediately.

Murong Yu was both amused and exasperated. "A-Yue, ten months of pregnancy is very hard. If you have two children, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"With Master here, there's nothing to be afraid of." Yun Xiyue quite liked children.

It would be too lonely for just one child.

Besides, in the Murong family, one child is enough?

Murong Yu laughed and said, "Let's have one child first and then talk about it."

"Oh, right, Jiaojiao said she wants her younger sister to enter the palace as Consort De."

"Or should we just let her enter the palace?"

Murong Yu frowned. "What can a little girl do? I don't think she's suitable."

I'm afraid someone like Pei Fang will come along.

"Then how do we refuse the Wan family?"

The Wan family must have done it intentionally, otherwise Wan Jiaojiao wouldn't have come to the palace to find her.

"I will grant her a marriage."

"The marriage is arranged for the second son of the Jiang family."

By then, he had already made up his mind. Just then, Lord Wan went to the palace to plead guilty on behalf of his eldest daughter. He had asked him and had already agreed.

The Jiang family were affiliated with Murong Yu, and the two families formed a marriage alliance.

The relationship was binding, and the Wan family thought it was for the best, as entering the palace was indeed not the only option.

Gaining Murong Yu's favor was the goal of the Wan family.

When the imperial edict arrived at the Wan family, Wan Mei cried and looked for her sister.

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