Bu Yaolian was good to her, had a good heart and had helped her out.
But Gu Bailu certainly had to discuss this matter with Feng Qingtian. After all, communication was part of married life.
She couldn’t do whatever she wanted just because he pampered her.
Feng Qingtian kissed her forehead. “You can give it to her if you want, as long as you don’t give yourself away.”
Gu Bailu kissed his chin. “As if I’ll do that. I’m yours, I won’t give myself to anyone else.”
Feng Qingtian grabbed her hips tightly and said in a low voice, “The consequences of flirting with me are severe.”
Ah Luo brought over the maid who was delivering dinner, and they heard the embarrassing sounds as soon as they entered the courtyard.
Ah Luo was naive, but she knew that this was her lady’s happiest moment, and she couldn’t enter.
She looked at the food that the maid was carrying. “Send it to the room next door. I’ll eat it.”
The food would get cold, and Prince Zi didn’t eat cold food, which would be a waste.
How could stir-fried pork go to waste?
Ah Luo finished the meat and two bowls of chicken soup. Before the sounds from the master bedroom stopped, Ah Luo yawned and fell asleep.
On the side, the maid felt envious.
They were both maids, but Ah Luo lived like a master.
She could eat whatever she wanted and sleep whenever she wanted.
Wasn’t it just because of the trash who had bewitched Prince Zi?
But who knew if Prince Zi would still be like this after the lady gave birth.
Many people in Pale Emperor City were waiting for Gu Bailu to be kicked out.
The second-ranked maid, Furong, gave the other maids a meaningful look, and they withdrew; she would tell the kitchen to make new dishes later.
Qian’er wasn’t in good health, and Lu Fenying hadn’t been to her northern courtyard in the last few days.
Qian’er was relieved when he didn’t come. She was satisfied as long as the baby was safe and he didn’t bully her.
Freedom… was an extravagant hope.
But sometimes, when she lay in bed to sleep, she would remember what Gu Bailu said. It was best for her that Lu Fenying didn’t marry.
She wondered why Lu Fenying wouldn’t marry.
What was he thinking?
Lu Fenying had a lot of state affairs to attend to. Even the emperor of Heavenly Wind Empire had sent him two letters telling him to hurry back.
On the surface, Lu Fenying had gone to Southern Glory Empire to make contact with Prince Zi, but the emperor and the noble families weren’t idiots. Lu Fenying and Feng Qingtian didn’t have such a profound friendship.
They just left, and you went after.
Chasing a wife?
But suspicions were just that, and they didn’t know Lu Fenying’s real reason for going to Southern Glory Empire, which was even more frightening. The emperor, in particular, wrote him letter after letter, telling him to hurry up and come back.
Of course, there genuinely were a lot of state matters to attend to in Heavenly Wind Empire.
It was almost the end of the year, and before the ministers could take a break, a huge pile of things had to be sorted out first.
Lu Fenying stayed in Southern Glory Empire, and the memorials flew over like paper.
Lu Fenying put down his brush and looked at the frozen lake outside the window. The sky was gloomy; it was probably going to snow again.
“How’s Xiao Xiao?” He was in a hurry to go back, so he was in a hurry for Xiao Xiao to examine Qian’er.
“Your Highness, Xiao Xiao can get out of bed now. It won’t be a problem for him to examine Miss Qian’er, but his strength hasn’t recovered enough yet for him to refine pills.”
Lu Fenying frowned. His coronation was in ten days. In fact, he should be in Heavenly Wind Empire right now.