Chapter 145 What if...she is not doing well?
Chapter 145 What if...she is not doing well?
Cheng Fengqi completely ignored Pei Chen's gaze.
He turned around and went back to the next room feeling a little lost.
Not bad.
Although he is now the young marquis of Changning Marquisate, he does not live in Changning Marquisate, but chooses to live next door to the Zhao family.
Maybe this way...
Can I see her from afar when she comes, even just for a glance?
As soon as Cheng Fengqi returned, the housekeeper of the mansion came forward to greet him, "My Lord, the old lady and the eldest princess are here."
Cheng Fengqi frowned and looked up.
The eldest princess, Xiao Ning?
Just as Zhao Ying said today, he felt that there was something wrong with the eldest princess' sudden invitation to him to the other courtyard last time, which was why he decided to get off his horse.
Now...what does the eldest princess want to do?
"Wind blows."
The voice of the Marquis' wife came from inside the house. She called out and beckoned, "Come in and see the princess."
Xiao Ning was sitting at the head of the table, smiling. Upon hearing this, she said, "Madam, you don't have to be so polite. It's just that the Marquis was injured last time while attending my appointment, so I had to come and see him."
Cheng Fengqi collected his thoughts and lowered his eyes respectfully. "Greetings, Your Highness. Thank you for your concern. I am fine."
"It's good that nothing happened." Xiao Ning seemed to have let out a sigh of relief, "It's just that last time, I saw that the Marquis was a little distracted when he saw my sister-in-law."
"Could it be that we knew each other before?"
This was what she wanted to ask Xie Yao at the palace banquet on New Year's Eve that day, but was interrupted by Xiao Ji.
Before Cheng Fengqi could reply, the Marquis's sharp eyes immediately fell on her son. She forced a smile, "Your Highness must have misunderstood..."
"We have indeed met a few times."
The two voices rang out at the same time, and Xiao Ning raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh?"
The Marquis's wife looked extremely unhappy.
Cheng Fengqi's voice was distant and cold, his eyes slightly lowered, and his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, which made his voice sound flat and calm, as if he was talking about someone he didn't know at all.
"When I was young, my mother and I lived in this house, next door to the Zhao family. The Crown Princess lived in the Zhao family for several years when she was young."
Xiao Ning sighed softly, "The Marquis is truly nostalgic, he still lives here."
Cheng Fengqi said, "The Spring Examination is coming soon. This place is quiet and peaceful, perfect for me to read."
Impeccable.
Xiao Ning sneered in her heart. If she hadn't found out everything, she would have believed it.
Sit for a while.
Xiao Ning found an excuse to send the Marquis’ wife away, and then said to Cheng Fengqi, “Marquis Changning, your long-cherished wish…I can fulfill it for you.”
Cheng Fengqi's eyelashes trembled slightly, the pain in his palm kept him awake, "I only wish to serve the court."
"Heh." Xiao Ning picked up the teacup, looked at Cheng Fengqi leisurely, and said slowly: "If I tell you..."
"She's not doing well?"
……
When Xiao Ning was leaving Cheng's house, she ran into Pei Chen.
Pei Chen was still riding on his horse, with no intention of dismounting. He glanced at the Cheng family behind him, then at Xiao Ning, clasping his fists and saying, "Princess."
Xiao Ning looked at Pei Chen with burning eyes and a bright smile on her face, "Brother Pei Chen."
Pei Chen: “…”
He forced a smile and quickly fled the place.
Then he told Xiao Ji about this.
Xiao Ji had just finished listening to Si Nan's story about Cheng Fengqi when he tapped the table with his fingers and said, "This guy isn't very good."
Cheng Fengqi is well-educated, but not as good as him.
He comes from a good family, but not as good as him.
Not bad looking, but not as good as him.
I don’t know martial arts yet…
...In short, no one is as good as him.
"Your Highness." Pei Chen sat opposite Xiao Ji. "Xiao Ning has set his sights on Cheng Fengqi again? I think he's just a pretty boy, and he seems very unreliable..."
Xiao Ji glanced at Pei Chen and nodded in agreement, "It's indeed not possible."
"Is that so?" Pei Chen leaned closer to Xiao Ji. "Then could you ask the Crown Princess to talk to Zhao Ying for me?"
"You might as well choose me."
Xiao Ji: "..."
He glanced at Pei Chen and felt that Pei Chen... wasn't very good either.
Not very smart.
……
After Xie Yao coaxed Xiao Ji, she went to the guest house to accompany the old lady.
As soon as I walked in the door.
I saw the old lady embroidering with needle and thread in her hands.
"Grandma."
Xie Yao hurried over and said distressedly, "Embroidery hurts my eyes. Why do you still want to do these things by hand?"
The old lady has not been in good health since she was worried about Zhao Ying fainting last time, and she has been taking good care of herself.
The old lady smiled and put down the needle and thread in her hand.
Taking out the finished ones from the side, he said, "I'm old and can't do much, so I just want to make one for each of the two little ones."
She has already made a bellyband.
It is made of brocade that is worth thousands of gold pieces and is extremely soft and comfortable.
"Grandma."
Xie Yao was touched and said, "You need to keep your eyes open."
"I understand." The old lady gently patted the back of Xie Yao's hand, her eyes full of love and care.
"That's you. I'm afraid if it's Ying'er and Hao'er's child... I can't do it."
Xie Yao smiled, "Then Sister Ying and Brother Hao must be so envious of me."
Old Madam Zhao reached out and hugged her granddaughter in her arms, smoothed the hair around her ears, and sighed, "My Yaoyao... now you are going to be a mother too."
Xie Yao's eyes were slightly warm, and she reached out to hug Old Madam Zhao, "That will always be my grandmother's Yaoyao."
The grandparents and grandchildren were intimate for a while.
Old Madam Zhao asked Xie Yao to call the person in the Prince's Mansion who was responsible for her delivery.
Old Madam Zhao asked about the situation one by one, but did not make any adjustments. She just recognized the person and gave him a reward, and then let him leave.
The prince is a man after all.
When Xie Yao was giving birth, Old Madam Zhao was in charge of the overall situation. If she were not old, she would have done it herself to feel at ease.
Xie Yao felt the care from Old Lady Zhao and felt her heart warm.
She accompanied the old lady to drink the calming soup, and then left the guest house and returned to the main courtyard.
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it was early February.
The Prince's Mansion was very peaceful during this month. Even if there were some issues, they were dealt with directly by Xiao Ji before they reached Xie Yao.
"Princess."
Zhu Qing walked in and said, "Master Song went to the Xie family to pick up the second young lady today, but he didn't pick her up yet."
Xie Yujiao lived in the Xie family for this month.
In the past, Song Wenbo kept a very strict watch on Xie Yujiao. It was obvious that it was because Xie Yujiao could predict the future through dreams, and Song Wenbo was worried.
But during this month, no one knew what method Zhang had used, but Song Wenbo actually agreed to let Xie Yujiao live in the Xie family.
"Oh?"
Xie Yao asked, "She's about to give birth, right? Does she want to give birth at the Xie family?"
If this is really the case, then Xie Yujiao has finally been smart. If Xie Yujiao insists on giving birth at the Song family...
Even if it doesn’t end well!
"Yes." Zhu Qing nodded, "These days, there are always doctors coming in and out of the Xie family."
"Today, Lord Song took Mrs. Song Li to the Xie family. Afterwards, he had a private conversation with Mrs. Zhang about something and then returned."
"Is Xie Yujiao willing to leave Song Wenbo?" Xie Yao asked.
Xie Yujiao was almost fooled by Song Wenbo, could she agree?
Zhu Qing thought for a moment and said, "Come to think of it... I haven't seen the Second Young Lady show up in the past few days."
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