Tang Zhuyun was somewhat worried.
After all, Wu Zhenhai is too familiar with Mingzhu. His face can be changed, but there are many other things that cannot be changed immediately.
"Let's not go," she said.
"Come on, come on, why wouldn't you go!" Ren Yingying said, seemingly always eager to stir up trouble. "Yuanyang just made me a new outfit that I haven't worn yet, I'll find it for you!"
That dress took Yuanyang two months to embroider.
Mingzhu lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Sister-in-law, it's alright. He knows me well, and I know him well too. I know how to dispel his doubts."
From this day forward, she belongs to the Prince's household.
What's the point of running away?
"Then I'll inform the Prince."
Upon hearing this, the Prince of Jin hurriedly returned to his inner courtyard.
"Ren Yingying!" Tang Zhuyun was cursing, "Wearing such bright red clothes to the mourning hall, are you sure you don't want Mingzhu to be chased and beaten up?"
Ren Yingying shook her new clothes, saying with a hint of regret, "I forgot, I forgot!"
She was so focused on how this embroidered gold and red dress would look incredibly powerful on Mingzhu that she forgot about the occasion.
What a pity.
Xiu'er, despite her stomachache, refused to go inside, leaning against the door and saying, "Mainly, I don't think I can fit into it anyway; Mingzhu is fuller-figured than Yingying."
Ren Yingying, hands on hips: Who are you calling younger?
However, with Prince of Jin in front of her, she restrained herself somewhat and muttered, "Then I'll alter it and wear it later."
Tang Zhuyun told Prince of Jin about Xiu'er's actions and asked, "Mingzhu wants to go, what do you think?"
The Prince of Jin looked at Mingzhu, whose gaze was firm.
The Prince of Jin then looked at Xiu'er.
Xiu'er: "Your Highness, you see, I'm useless. I can't go."
The Prince of Jin remained silent.
What he was really thinking was that Song Jingyang hadn't had time to return yet, and Xiu'er had started labor prematurely; he wondered if she was in any danger.
Logically, he should have stayed in the mansion to await news.
However, he was indeed worried about Mingzhu going to the Wu residence, so he was in a dilemma.
Tang Zhuyun, understanding his unspoken thoughts, said, "You go with Mingzhu, I'll watch over Gu Xiu'er."
The Prince of Jin then nodded in agreement.
Xiu'er: "It's alright, I don't need any care. It's just having a baby, right? If others can do it, so can I. Your Majesty, please find some clothes and jewelry for Mingzhu. She must outshine everyone else!"
She insisted on watching the show until the very last moment.
Everyone was speechless.
Tang Zhuyun took Mingzhu to her room to choose clothes and jewelry, and after dressing her up, she saw her out.
"Wow!" Ren Yingying exclaimed excitedly, "I'm even impressed with myself!"
Absolutely amazing!
Qu Nian: Can you be a little more careful?
a shame.
Fortunately, the Prince of Jin was also looking at Mingzhu and didn't have time to laugh at him.
Mingzhu herself was a little embarrassed, her face flushed slightly, which only made her look more beautiful.
"Let's go," Tang Zhuyun said with a smile. "The sooner you go, the sooner you'll come back. If you don't leave, Xiu'er won't be able to give birth properly."
Ren Yingying: "Let's go, let's go! Today we're going to outshine everyone!"
Qu Nian: What's it to you?
You don't even change your clothes or dress up properly. When you go there, people will think you're Mingzhu's maid!
That's really beneath us.
Unexpectedly, Ren Yingying bent down, picked him up, and stroked his head, saying, "Today, I am Mingzhu's dog-carrying maid!"
Qu Nian almost fainted!
You are the Crown Prince's consort!
You represent the dignity of the Prince of Min's Residence's Mansion!
This woman will drive him crazy sooner or later.
Fortunately, the Prince of Jin acted magnanimously today, saying, "That's not quite appropriate."
Tang Zhuyun said directly, "Hurry up and change your clothes, don't waste time! If you don't come back, I don't think Xiu'er will be willing to give birth! Go and come back quickly! Don't cause any trouble."
After they left, Xiu'er, supporting her aching back, muttered, "They really gave Wu Zhenhai face today, the Prince himself went! Bah, he got off easy."
Tang Zhuyun asked irritably, "How are you?"
"My stomach is cramping," Xiu'er said, "But it's alright. Your Majesty, am I about to give birth?"
"Okay," Tang Zhuyun said, "Go inside and lie down, I'll check you out."
Xiu'er said regretfully, "I was originally planning to give birth at the same time as the Empress, but I didn't expect to be born first."
"You got pregnant earlier than me," Tang Zhuyun said.
She checked Xiu'er's baby's position and breathed a sigh of relief, "Although it's half a month early, it's still a natural birth, so don't worry."
"I'm not worried. With you here, what would I be worried about?" Xiu'er said. "I'm just anxious."
I'm so upset that I didn't get to eat any melon.
She was hoping to see Wu Zhenhai's crying scene, but alas, what a waste.
Tang Zhuyun: "You'd better hurry up and give birth to the child. Song Jingyang will be here in a few days."
"What?" Xiu'er's eyes widened.
"The prince probably originally planned to have Song Jingyang come back to be with you based on your due date; but he didn't expect you to go into labor early, so he probably won't be able to make it in time."
Xiu'er said happily, "As long as you can come back, it doesn't matter when!"
She was even happier when she heard it would be three months.
"If the round trip takes a month and a half, then there's still another month and a half to go!"
Tang Zhuyun felt a pang of sadness, but Xiu'er was only happy, her eyes Jingjing with genuine anticipation and joy.
The thought of reuniting makes the pain I'm feeling seem insignificant.
Nanny Jing also rushed over upon hearing the news. Holding Xiu'er's hand, she was so distressed that tears streamed down her face.
Xiu'er said nonchalantly, "Mom, it's alright, Jingyang will be back soon!"
Tang Zhuyun said, "I'll go ask the kitchen to make you something to eat. You need to conserve your energy so we can have a smooth delivery and give Song Jingyang a surprise!"
"It can't be too ugly, otherwise it'll be a surprise," Xiu'er said. "Even if it's a boy, he can't be too ugly."
May all the gods bless me so that I may give birth to a smart, handsome, healthy, and positive son.
Tang Zhuyun laughed and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense. You two are both good-looking, how could you give birth to an ugly child?"
Nanny Jing said, "Regardless of gender or appearance, it's best that you two are safe and sound."
Xiu'er couldn't stay in bed any longer, so after a while she got out of bed and wandered around.
Although the contractions were getting stronger in waves, she sometimes craved melon seeds and sometimes thought about Song Jingyang's imminent return, which made the pain seem less unbearable.
Meanwhile, at the Wu residence.
Two luxurious carriages stopped one after the other at the second gate.
Upon recognizing the insignia of the Prince's residence, everyone immediately composed themselves and held their breath, waiting to pay their respects.
The curtain was lifted, and the first person to step down was the Prince of Jin.
Then, from the carriage behind, came Ren Yingying's voice. "Have we arrived?"
She jumped off the carriage, still holding the dog.
Everyone: "..."
However, their attention was quickly drawn to the Prince of Jin's group.
Because the Prince of Jin was standing beside the carriage, watching as the horse saddle was set up, he then gestured and said, "Get down."
Everyone was shocked. Wasn't the Princess Consort pregnant and unable to come?
Their Zidu nearly popped out of their sockets.
A near-perfect face was revealed, with delicate features, bright and beautiful, and slightly upturned eyes, carrying a hint of sharpness and charm.
She smiled slightly, her gaze sweeping over the crowd, before giving Prince Jin a graceful smile.
That smile was breathtakingly beautiful, leaving everyone stunned.