PFC Chapter 273 The Moonlight is Bright
Chapter 273 The Moonlight is Bright
Mu Jiaojiao watched Li Jiangmo leave in a hurry, then turned to look at her man beside her, her face full of confusion.
"What gift would you like to give to King Yi?"
Mu Jiaojiao really didn't know what the two were talking about. The main reason was that Jiang Jin was afraid that she would worry recently, so he would not talk to her about things that had nothing to do with her.
"Just wait and see, my lady."
Jiang Jin looked at his wife's puzzled eyes, then his eyes turned and a fox-like smile appeared on his gentle face.
"Daddy, Zhao'er wants to know too!"
At this moment, Jiang Mingzhao also spoke at the right time. He knew the general situation from the side, and naturally wanted to know how his father calculated, cough cough... planned and laid out the plan.
"Go to the study."
Jiang Jin did not give his son a perfunctory answer after hearing this. Jiang Mingzhao would have to learn these things sooner or later, so the sooner he learned them, the better.
The father and son left one after the other. Mu Jiaojiao was speechless. Now her own man would even play dumb with her!
That's it!
Anyway, Jiang Jin, the scheming fox, would not suffer any loss, so she just followed the father and son's wishes and took care of her pregnancy peacefully.
Thinking of this, Mu Jiaojiao couldn't help but touch her belly. With her four-month-old baby in hand, her belly was already slightly bulging, and her once slender waist had become a little rounder.
When Mu Jiaojiao was almost three months old, Prince Jin couldn't wait to inform the entire palace. He didn't want to keep the news secret, so everyone in Yudu knew about it within a few days.
Ever since He Zhouyun found out that Mu Jiaojiao was pregnant from taking her pulse that day, the couple was still fooling around, especially their precious daughter, who didn't care at all that she was pregnant. So he sent a message back to the Valley of Divine Doctors, stating that he would stay in Prince Jin's Mansion until Mu Jiaojiao gave birth.
So these days, he kept an eye on Mu Jiaojiao every day, and gave her a steady stream of tonics and decoctions. Mu Jiaojiao had no way of refusing, so she could only follow her father's medical advice to take care of the baby.
Mu Jiaojiao felt a headache when she thought that she would have to live like this for several more months. She sighed, stood up and walked around the room several times until she was covered in sweat.
Walking and exercising more will help your body withstand labor, which will help with natural delivery. As a doctor, Mu Jiaojiao knows this.
So even though I felt lazy after getting pregnant, I still persisted every day.
**
In the small garden in front of Fu Yu Pavilion, Chang Le sat by the pond full of lotus flowers, staring at the bright moon in the sky, lost in thought.
Wen Xingchu, who had been pestered by Jiang Mingxiao to teach him the skills of pitching pots, finally got away. He walked slowly through the small garden under the silver moonlight and saw this scene.
Chang Le, who was not far away, was wearing a warm yellow dress today. She supported her chin with her hands and stared at the crescent moon in the sky with a dazed look. The breeze was blowing gently, and her hair was dancing in the wind in the night.
This scene was like a tiny stone, hitting the calm lake of his heart that had only remembered revenge for many years, creating ripples and making him feel unfamiliar and confused.
Perhaps he was looking too intently and his gaze was too direct, Chang Le came back to his senses from his daze.
Turning around, he saw Xi's figure in dark green clothes standing under the white moonlight. The moonlight was too bright, casting Wen Xingchu's shadow on the ground, but it was still as straight as a pine tree.
Chang Le looked at this scene, his eyelashes fluttering slightly, and then he seemed to have thought of something, suppressing the unnecessary ripples that had just arisen in his heart, and spoke in a normal tone.
"Brother Wen, why don't you rest at this late hour?"
When Wen Xingchu heard Chang Le's voice, which was capable yet gentle, he came back to his senses from the scene just now. He stammered and didn't know what to say for a moment, but the tips of his ears turned slightly red under the cover of the night.
"Miss Chang Le, I...I'm going back to rest!"
Chang Le didn't notice anything unusual about him, because Wen Xingchu was a quiet man who didn't talk much. This quiet and introverted man seemed to be uninterested in anything. He always sat in one place silently, unspeakably quiet.
But in recent days, after teaching the two young princes martial arts, he seemed to have become a lot more lively and more down-to-earth.
Chang Le took care of the two children's meals, and often watched him teach Jiang Mingzhao and Jiang Mingxiao. Jiang Mingzhao was a sensible and serious person, but Wen Xingchu was often seen being very angry with Jiang Mingxiao.
But our little Prince Mingxiao is a spoiled child, and he often makes Wen Xingchu really angry.
Whenever Chang Le saw this, he couldn't help laughing, and there was unconcealable admiration in his eyes when he looked at Wen Xingchu.
But the sober Chang Le knew that she, Liu Yulan, was not worthy of such a good man like Wen Xingchu!
Although Jiaojiao gave her the name Chang Le, she knew that this could not hide the fact that she was Liu Yulan, nor could it erase her past experiences as Liu Yulan.
Chang Le came back to his senses and looked at Wen Xingchu who was feeling uneasy not far away. He didn't think much about it and just thought that Wen Xingchu paid attention to the distinction between men and women.
"Then Brother Wen should go to bed early. It's getting late. Chang Le has also gone back to his room."
After Chang Le finished speaking, he put away those inappropriate thoughts, nodded to Wen Xingchu, stood up, and was about to return to Fu Yu Pavilion.
"Miss Changle!"
Wen Xingchu looked at Chang Le's back as he turned around, and for some unknown reason he called out to him from behind.
Upon hearing this, Chang Le paused, his eyes flickered, and he turned around to look at Wen Xingchu with a polite smile on his face.
"Brother Wen, is there anything else?"
"Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask what Miss Chang Le seemed to be missing just now."
Wen Xingchu still wasn't very good at chatting with a delicate girl, after all these years. He always spoke with the sword in his hand, and those he disliked were the souls of his sword, so he didn't need to say anything more.
When Chang Le heard Wen Xingchu's question, she paused. She really didn't expect Wen Xingchu to ask this question, and she didn't expect Wen Xingchu to see what she was missing.
"It's nothing, actually. I just miss my parents at home!"
Chang Le said this calmly, as if he felt that this longing was insignificant, or as if he was speaking of someone else's emotions.
"Then, Miss Chang Le, would you mind talking to me?"
When Wen Xingchu heard this, his eyes were blank for a moment, and then he asked someone not far away.
**
The moonlight is as white as silk, and the lotus shadows sway in the evening breeze.
Two figures sat side by side by the lotus pond, and the music of Changle slowly sounded, which was particularly beautiful in the quiet night.
"The princess and I are from the same place. For some reason, I haven't been back to see my parents for a long time. Mainly because I don't have the face to go back and visit them."
"Miss Changle's parents must love you very much!"
Wen Xingchu said this with great certainty. He knew it by looking at Chang Le and seeing the smile in his eyes and eyebrows when he talked about his parents.