"What?" Tang Zhuyun stopped in the middle of the road in shock after hearing Lüzhu's whispered words.
No, she must have misheard.
Lüzhu blushed, but a hint of joy flickered in her eyes. "Auntie's period has been going on for a few days now, so I'm guessing it's probably true; but when I asked you to come and see her, Auntie absolutely refused..."
"No," Tang Zhuyun was still confused, "She and my older brother, they're together?"
Lüzhu was stunned. "Grandma, you... the concubine was originally the master's woman, isn't it normal for them to be together?"
Tang Zhuyun: Sure enough, there are no honest men!
She had previously thought Tang Baixin stance and would wait until they developed feelings for each other before... but a few days later, she couldn't resist and they ended up in bed together.
However, when she went to see Meng Yulan, she saw that she was shy yet delighted, and immediately realized that they were mutually in love.
Indeed, the best way to heal from heartbreak is to start a new relationship.
Unfortunately, she never experienced love in either of her two lifetimes, nor even the chance to experience heartbreak. The old aunt burst into tears.
"She's probably pregnant, but it's too early. I'll come back to check in ten days," Tang Zhuyun said with a smile to Meng Yulan after taking her pulse. "Just be careful lately, try to avoid sexual intercourse..."
Meng Yulan's face instantly turned bright red.
She dismissed Lüzhu and stammered, "A-Yun, do you think I'm... I'm not good enough, that I seduced your older brother, and that I've forgotten the past so quickly? I..."
"No, I just think my brother is too mean, not letting you get to know me better; but seeing you happy makes me very happy." Tang Zhuyun said with a smile, "You haven't done anything wrong, you haven't let anyone down, so why can't you and my brother be a harmonious couple and have children?"
Meng Yulan breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew you'd comfort me. Come to think of it, it was all a series of unexpected events..."
Tang Baixin his colleague's daughter's first birthday party, drank a few too many drinks, and went to the wrong room on his way back.
Tang Zhuyun didn't believe such nonsense. It was clearly her elder brother testing Meng Yulan under the influence of alcohol, and seeing that the latter didn't object much, he took the opportunity to back down.
Tsk tsk, how cunning.
Regardless of the circumstances, Meng Yulan is carrying the Tang Family's child, which is cause for celebration, and we should raise a toast to her.
Meng Yulan herself was too embarrassed to say it, but after Tang Zhuyun announced the good news, seeing that her father and brothers were so happy they wanted to order a feast, she went back.
However, when she saw Linlin following Prince of Jin, she suddenly thought of a serious problem facing her.
--Linlin, occupying the position of Tang Baixin's eldest son.
If Meng Yulan were born of the legitimate wife, that would be one thing, at least she would have the title of legitimate daughter, but she isn't... which is quite awkward.
What should we do now?
Tang Zhuyun was preoccupied with this matter, and she was distracted when Prince of Jin spoke to her.
"Hmm?" The Prince of Jin's voice trailed off, clearly indicating his displeasure.
"Oh, Your Highness, what did you say?" Tang Zhuyun snapped out of her daze.
No matter what she wants to do, she needs the support of the Prince of Jin, so she still needs to maintain a good relationship with him.
"I'm talking about Yanran," said the Prince of Jin, "Yanran's personality..."
"Your Highness, do you want her to be like Linlin?" Tang Zhuyun finally asked.
The Prince of Jin nodded.
"That's impossible. You can only blame yourself for not giving Yanran that kind of personality."
Genetics is very important!
"This is what I think," she said, unusually serious, "Men and women are inherently different; girls are all different too. When you can't understand this, just think about me and Xiu'er..."
"You two, master and servant, do look quite alike," the Prince of Jin sneered.
That scoundrel, he looks all respectable, but all he has is that mouth!
"So, do you think of me Nanxing as the same?" Tang Zhuyun said, "Besides, Yanran is only five years old. When I was five, I was still playing in the mud in the countryside! If you interact with more children, you'll understand. She's just not as good as Linlin, but she's very good."
"And if she really is a competitive and ambitious child, then we can nurture her; but if she is easily satisfied and wants to be like everyone else, there's nothing wrong with that either. Let her grow up happily and peacefully, knowing what she can and cannot do, developing an independent personality, being content with what she has, being able to rely on herself, and believing in love... Isn't that wonderful?"
She has never raised a daughter, but she has imagined what it would be like to have one. Regardless of her personality, the most important thing would be her ability to be happy.
"Your Highness, my thoughts may not be correct, but since you are so devoted to Linlin, I will do my best for Yanran as well," Tang Zhuyun said earnestly.
Moreover, Yanran herself is a lovable child, fulfilling almost all of her fantasies about having a daughter.
The conversation seemed to have a good effect. In the following days, Tang Zhuyun felt that the Prince of Jin's gaze towards her had softened a bit, but his deadpan expression would never change, hmph!
Most importantly, he seemed to have stopped thinking about Ji Yanran, and Yanran also relaxed a lot.
Tang Zhuyun was timid and afraid of death. Knowing that things were not safe outside, she stayed at home as she had said before.
"Sister, it's snowing! It's snowing!" Yanran's excited shouts came from outside.
Tang Zhuyun opened the window and saw that the first snow of the winter was falling in large, fluffy flakes...
This weather is perfect for hot pot!
Tang Zhuyun asked Xiu'er to buy fresh mutton, and also prepared vegetables such as tofu, lettuce, lotus root slices, wood ear fungus, and dried bean curd. She led everyone to eat hot pot around the table in a lively atmosphere.
Thin slices of bright red mutton, dipped in boiling water for a few seconds with chopsticks, then dipped in her secret sauce, and put into your mouth—spicy, numbing, and fragrant, absolutely delicious.
Tang Zhuyun ate while taking care of the two children. Xiu'er Nanxing were engrossed in their food, but one was chattering away while the other remained silent.
"I'll make this for Father when he returns," Yanran said.
Tang Zhuyun: "Okay."
Prince of Jin, look how filial your daughter is! What more could you ask for! No matter how successful you are, can anyone be as considerate Yanran?
"Wait." Nanxing suddenly put down his chopsticks, picked up Yanran, and backed away.
A moment later, the bewildered Tang Zhuyun heard the sounds of fighting.
But the sound came from the roof?
She cleverly pulled Linlin and Xiu'er back a few steps, then looked at Nanxing.
What's wrong?
Her cooking was so delicious that it attracted the assassin?
Nanxing said, "We have our own people here, so don't be afraid. Please come here."
Tang Zhuyun, with two tails, came to her side and asked timidly, "Aren't we going to run away?"
"No need to run."
"Shall we continue eating?"
If you don't need to run, it means everything's okay. Just make sure the pot doesn't boil dry...
"No, I'm afraid the roof isn't sturdy enough..."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a person fell from the rooftop, crashing headfirst into the pot, and then let out a bloodcurdling scream.
Nanxing, what a jinx!
Immediately afterwards, another person, sword in hand, leaped down, his movements much more graceful and composed.
The warrior is skilled and brave.
However, doesn't this strong man look familiar?
Tang Zhuyun recognized him. This... this... wasn't this Linlin's Linlin father?