He must be getting back at her!
Pan'er was angry in her heart, but was a bit abashed when she thought of the soup she had given him earlier. Since he hadn't said anything and had just told her to practise her writing, so be it. Maybe if he was happy and forgot what she had done, wouldn't she have managed to clear the hurdle?
Although Pan'er had been quite firm when she had asked for the soup to be delivered, she was more or less afraid that he would be angry with her, but now that he had taken it lightly, Pan'er was willing to go along with it.
After writing a few large letters, it was getting late.
The prince read them, but did not say anything, although he had a few criticisms. Today, Pan'er was surprisingly honest and attentive, and when the prince washed up, she was busy, just about doing it herself.
The two of them changed into their bedclothes and went up to the bed.
Pan'er lay quietly, extraordinarily well-behaved.
The Prince was amused by her and sat up to look at her, "Why are you so honest today?"
She blinked and said shyly, "I have always been a good girl."
"Honest?" The Prince murmured, pulling her over.
Pan'er's bedclothes were newly made, with a waist-hugging blouse on top and a pair of thin silk, wide-legged trousers underneath. It was nice and cool, but when it was cold, it was inevitably chilly. The waist of the trousers was so low that they hung precariously over the hips, revealing a small waist, which made the small breasts bulge and the small buttocks stand out.
The Prince smacked his hand smoothly on the buttocks, "And what was the meaning of that soup you brought me today?"
It wasn't as if Pan'er didn't have a way of responding, blinking innocently, "What's wrong with that soup? It is said to be most nourishing and good for men in particular."
"Good for men?" The prince murmured, exasperated, and struck again.
Pan covered her buttocks with a look of grievance.
He rubbed his hand smoothly over it and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Aren't you saying that I've been suffering a loss by not coming to your courtyard these past few days, with the meat cistanche and the lamb loin, what do you intend to do?"
Well, that was what Pan'er meant.
But she didn't dare to say that, she just hung her head and didn't say anything.
The prince had no choice but to pull her to him and said softly, "Didn't you say you didn't want to be a target?"
Yes, she said so and thought so in her heart, but in her heart she did not want to feel that way, so she was being reckless. In her previous life she had never been so reckless, but also when she saw that he treated her differently, she also just wanted to be a little reckless ......
"I won't dare to do it again."
The prince had the intention of pursuing punishment, but when he saw her delicate and timid appearance, he thought to himself that such a young girl, who was not yet mature, did not have the willfulness and recklessness expected of her age, and that she actually understood things very well.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are doing.
She asked, suddenly energized and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She asked, suddenly energized and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Could I have lied to you?"
Pan'er was delighted, knowing what the Prince's words meant, and she couldn't help but smile when she was happy. Pressing her cheek lovingly against his, she pouted, "Then what if I miss you every day?"
This really stumped the Prince.
When Pan'er saw that he didn't say anything, he knew the logic of taking what he could get.
"Actually, I don't want Master to come and spend the night with me every day, it's just that I occasionally think of Master during the day. Okay, okay, then I won't think about it every day, can I think about it every two days?"
Such a small, delicate, soft and charming girl said she wanted to think of him, but was afraid of embarrassing herself by saying that she would not think of him every day, but once every two days. The prince's heart was stirred, aching and happy, all in all, it was very complicated.
In response to this remark, Pan'er really acted as a real tease afterwards.
Although the Prince had made great progress, he was still no match for her. The two of them tossed and turned until midnight, when they rested.
It seemed that the stewed lamb's loin with cistanches was indeed a great tonic, and it had made His Highness's virility flourish.
If the prince knew that the young brat dared to think so, he would have kicked the brat into the sea.
A man who had not intended to come, came.
A man who didn't want to say anything, but did.
Something seemed to be different, and the next morning when he woke up, Pan'er was extra clingy. This was evident in the way she hooked onto the Prince's belt, unable to let go of it for half a day, her watery eyes looking at him, wanting to say something.
When the prince said he would stay for breakfast, Pan'er burst into smiles and went in and out to arrange for the breakfast to be prepared.
After the meal was finished, it was getting late and even if the Prince didn't leave, Pan'er had to go to Jidetang to pay her respects.
"Well, I'll come over at noon to dine with you." Rubbing her hand, the Crown Prince said.
With this promise, Pan'er finally stopped tugging and holding onto him, and after sending the Crown Prince away, she busied herself with dressing up to go to Jidetang.
When she arrived, there were already people standing outside the door, He Liangyuan, and Liu Chenghui and Ma Chenghui. Xu Liangyuan was not there, but her personal palace maid, Jinping, was standing outside. Only later did Pan'er learn that the Crown Princess had vomited so much early in the morning that Xu Liangyuan had gone in to serve her in the morning.
The palace maids and eunuchs went in and out, and there was no one to greet them, so several of them could only continue to stand.
The first time she came out, she went in again, carrying a basin of hot water and a handkerchief.
But the Crown Princess is unusual in the first three months of pregnancy, so maybe it's delayed?
He Liangyuan seemed a bit annoyed during this period, looking inside from time to time, and then at Pan'er and Liu and Ma, but mostly at Pan'er, seemingly condemning her for being able to stand still.
Pan'er smiled bitterly in her heart. Whether the Crown Princess was really pregnant or faking it, or whether she was deliberately trying to hang her out to dry, this was no justification for her to throw her face away and leave.
She didn't have that kind of status either. Just a little low-ranked fengyi.
At that moment, Fuqiu walked out with Xu Liangyuan.
Xu Liangyuan's face was a little pale, and she seemed to be very tired, He Liangyuan sneered at her but didn't say anything.
Fu Qiu said, "The Crown Princess is not feeling well, so I will not keep you all today." With that, she nodded to Xu Liangyuan and walked back inside.
On the way back, Pan'er was still thinking, could it be that the Crown Princess was really not feeling well?
Soon Xiao De Zi brought the latest news that Jidetang had invited the Imperial Doctor.
It seemed that she was really not well.
There was an air of depression in the Hall of Virtue.
It wasn't really the vomiting that was serious for the Crown Princess, but the blood she had seen the other day. The day the Prince turned his head and went to Pan'er's courtyard, the Crown Princess didn't say anything at the time, but in the middle of the night she started to bleed.
Chen-mama said she wanted to call the Imperial physician.
The next day, the bleeding stopped, and the Crown Princess did not feel any pain, so the matter of asking for a doctor was dropped.
The Crown Princess is very proud, so how could she reveal her weakness in front of everyone? What would it be if word got out? One feared that the Crown Prince would not believe it, but would think that the Crown Princess had done it deliberately.
Chen-mama was so distressed that she wanted to eat Pan'er's flesh and blood, so it appeared to Pan'er that the Crown Princess had been leaving them to sit on the chairs in the reception hall for a while on purpose, but in fact the Crown Princess was in bed to nurse her baby.
But the weather is already hot, the Crown Princess has a poor appetite and was vomiting, so this pregnancy is not well, and instead the Crown Princess is getting worse and worse. The two times she bled, she had a night of tossing and turning last night, and she couldn't take it anymore, so she called the doctor.
But all this was not known to Pan'er, she only heard Xiao Dezi say that Jidetang seemed to have burned moxa, and was in shock.
In her previous life, nothing like this had happened, the Crown Princess had been safe and sound until she went into labour.
Because of this, the Crown Prince had promised to come over for dinner, and Pan'er didn't think much of it. The Prince Consort was in such a state, how could the Prince be so preoccupied with his concubine and not with his wife?
In his mind, Pan'er thought that after this incident, the conflict between the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess could not go on, and in any case, the Crown Princess was the Crown Prince's wife.
In the Hall of Virtue, the Crown Princess is lying on a couch with a pale face.
The room was filled with the strong smell of mugwort leaves, which did not smell good and could even be said to be smoky.
The prince sat in front of the couch, his eyes deep in thought as he looked at her.
How could this be the case when they were supposed to be husband and wife? The prince thought and thought, but could not come up with an answer.
The Crown Princess at this moment was undoubtedly vulnerable, having shed her usual mask, she was in fact nothing more than a pale and haggard woman.
"Your Highness, I don't know what I have done wrong, if I have done wrong, will you tell me? Instead of this ......" said the Crown Princess, somewhat agitated.
The crown prince held her down and patted her arm, "Don't think too much, take care of your body."
"You heard what the doctor said, if you continue like this, it is likely that this baby cannot be kept. Don't think too much, take care of your health, I will visit you when I have time."
It seemed that this last sentence soothed the Crown Princess and she finally calmed down and lay back down again. She seemed extremely tired, and her half-closed eyes gradually closed as she went to sleep.
Chen-mama wiped her tears at her side, and the Prince sat there with a frown on his face for a while, then got up and left.
In the west courtyard, Hu Liangdi, who is pregnant, is tending to a pot of gardenias.
The leaves are green and densely packed in one place, dotted with a few flower buds, and although they are only in bud, they already have a fresh fragrance.
Hu Liangdi was holding a pair of sharp scissors, cutting the excess green leaves with a click, and after hearing the report from the people below, she snorted, her red lips slightly hooked: "What a bargain for her."
"No, let the servant say that the Crown Princess is pretending, this is because she cannot find a step to step down and is finding a step for herself, showing weakness to the Crown Prince in different ways." The palace maid Ruyan said, seemingly quite unashamed of commenting on the Crown Princess's matters.
Hu Liangdi only laughed and did not say anything, her eyes were dark and one could not tell what she was thinking.
In a short time, the pot of flowers was trimmed, Hu Liangdi moved her feet and looked around, seeing the symmetry of the flower branches, the gardenia that was not elegant was trimmed by her to create a taste of elegance, so she nodded in satisfaction.
"All right, whether she's faking it or is truly really not well, it is all smoked up and obviously making a lot of noise. If that's the case, what's the chance," she said, plucking a bud from the slender fingers of her burning cardamom and resting it on the tip of her nose to sniff it. Hu Liangdi's eyes twinkled and she smiled, "Go and ask Liu Chenghui to tell her that she gave the Third Princess that set of clothes last time and that the Third Princess liked it very much.