In the study, the incense was scattering white smoke. Fu Yun sat behind the desk. When he heard the movement, he lowered his pen and raised his head.

Zhang Chong pushed open the door and walked in with slight hands.

He shouted softly: "Master."

Zhang Chong's face was a little embarrassed and he carefully looked at Fu Yun's face.

Seeing his expression like this, Fu Yun's heart sank suddenly, and suddenly, he pulled the corner of his mouth.

He said that since he got the crown, there were very few people in the mansion who were pregnant. Why did the princess just happen to be so coincidental that news of her pregnancy was heard at this time.

Just as Zhou Yun said, it seemed as if God was partial to her.

After a moment, Fu Yun closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and said coldly:

"Tell me."

Zhang Chong shrank his neck a little, and then he was just hoarse:

"I found out that I often boiled medicine in the main courtyard, saying it was for body conditioning, but in fact..."

He paused, and then he said the remaining words with difficulty: "Those medicines are folk remedies for seeking children."

Begging for a child?

Fu Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

Zhuang Yisui was only as old as the hairpin, and even only one year after entering the mansion, so why are you anxious to ask for a child?

Speaking of this, Zhang Chong did not say anything further, but raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Seeing this, some bad guesses flashed through Fu Yun's heart, and he calmly said: "Why?"

Zhang Chong had a bitter face.

He complained in his heart, how could he find out about this?

But he dared not not say anything, and Zhang Chong stammered: "Yes, do you still remember that when the princess was filial to the imperial concubine, the princess fell into the water?"

Fu Yun nodded.

How could you not remember?

Zhou Yun almost had a miscarriage that day, but the princess and Luo Qiushi were suspected, but the princess happened to fall into the water suddenly, avoiding the suspicion.

Zhang Chong buried his head:

"After that time, the imperial physician found out that the princess was afraid of her offspring... would be injuring!"

He finally said the last two words with difficulty.

As soon as he finished speaking, the study room suddenly fell into silence.

Zhang Chong sighed in his heart, what's the matter?

A few days ago, the princess was found pregnant. Before the master was happy, she told her master again that the princess had already had trouble with her offspring.

Isn’t this a clear way to tell the master that something is wrong with the princess’ fetus in her belly?

Zhang Chong secretly glanced at the face of his master and couldn't help but say to the princess, what kind of evil does this have to be done?

Fu Yun closed his eyes tightly, and he pressed his hand on the desk with a little force, and a burst of energy surged in his heart.

Suddenly, he pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered a little.

First there was the Liangdi Xu and then the Princess Zhuang. What do they regard the royal descendants as?!

He stood up, and his sleeves accidentally swept over the cups on the desk table. The cups fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, which made Zhang Chongxin suddenly clatter.

Zhang Chong looked up and saw Fu Yun’s face coldly, without any warmth in his words: “Check the main hospital again!”

Zhang Chong nodded, and he was a little hesitant:

"Then, what should Princess do if she takes it seriously?"

He swallowed the word "fake pregnancy". No matter what, the princess is the master, it is not his turn to discuss it.

Fu Yun glanced at him, his eyes were cold and a little sarcastic: "No need to make a statement."

He wanted to see what his good princess wanted to do!

Zhang Chong was a little scared. After knowing this, the master must have had an opinion on the princess, and then recalled the past attitude of the master to Jinheyuan...

Zhang Chong shook his head in his heart.

Ruojin Heyuan gave birth to a man, and the sky in the backyard may change again.

As soon as Doctor Qiu was investigated by the front yard, he hijacked the news and entered Jinheyuan.

Zhou Yun said nothing about this.

As mid-August approaches, Zhou Yun occasionally wakes up in the middle of the night, and always feels pain in the lower abdomen. After waking up the baby's mother repeatedly, she is just a false alarm.

But even so, it was enough for the people in Jinheyuan to be worried.

Even Fu Yun has been in Jinheyuan for a while, except for going to court, and has almost been back home, for fear that she will give birth from time to time.

On this day, Fu Yun had just left the court and had not left the palace, he was blocked by the people of Qiulianggu's palace: "Your Highness, the master wants to invite you to come."

Fu Yun wanted to refuse, but standing at the intersection where the scattered court was always the court officials. King Zhuang also looked at this side. Fu Yun had a cold eyebrows but had to agree.

In Qiuliang Palace, before Fu Yun stepped in, he heard laughter and joy.

A sweet daughter's voice came: "Auntie, don't talk, I'm so embarrassed and happy."

"What's so ashamed of being a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when he gets a man when

Fu Yun paused, and even though he didn't see anyone, he could hear that this was Meng Zhaoyi's voice.

In just a few short sentences, he almost guessed Meng Zhaoyi’s intention.

Fu Yun's eyes were a little cold.

The palace maid who brought him here went in to report as soon as he arrived at Qiuliang Palace. The movement inside paused, and then Fu Yun heard Meng Zhaoyi say, "Yun'er, why haven't you come in yet?"

Fu Yun frowned and a little sarcastic.

Every time Meng Zhaoyi calls "Yun'er", it means she has some plans.

He stepped in, and the woman who was lying on Meng Zhaoyi's knees stood up shyly, took a step back, hid behind Meng Zhaoyi, looked at him timidly, and shouted softly: "Am I, the cousin of the wise king."

Fu Yun frowned immediately after hearing this.

What an inappropriate name?

The woman opened her eyes wide, stuck her head out, and looked at Fu Yun quietly. After a moment, her cheeks were dyed with bright redness, and she became a little more shy.

She and Meng Anyou are five-point similar in appearance.

But he was less delicate than Meng Anyou, and more innocent and quiet than Meng Anyou.

Meng Lerou is the only daughter of the third son of the Meng family and is often with the old lady in the Meng family. She rarely comes to Chang'an and only occasionally hears the reputation of the wise king.

Most of his impression of Fu Yun was the kind of murderous reputation he had come from the battlefield.

Maybe some people love this kind of man only, but for Meng Lerou, she likes that kind of gentlemanly man even more.

When Meng Zhaoyi summoned her to Chang'an, she was a little unhappy, but her grandmother told her that she was the real nobleman after entering Chang'an.

She doesn't like the wise king, but she loves the identity of a noble man very much.

So, she followed the people sent by Meng Zhaoyi to Chang'an.

She thought that those who went to the battlefield were all those big and powerful men. Now that she saw Fu Yun, she realized that someone could integrate nobleness and coldness.

Meng Lerou's face gradually turned brighter, and she thought to herself, if she was a wise king, she would be willing to be a concubine.

Meng Zhaoyi obviously had a good impression of Meng Lerou. She stroked her hand and even smiled at Fu Yun: "This is Lerou's cousin from your third uncle's family. She rarely goes to Chang'an. Now that I know that I am not feeling well, I have entered the palace to accompany me. Don't bully her."

Fu Yun didn't look at Meng Lerou much, but just said lightly:

"My mother is worried too much. Cousin Meng rarely meets her son in the palace and will not bully her."

He rarely says so much to Meng Zhaoyi, and now he says so clearly is just for refusal.

Meng Zhaoyi paused on her face.

Even Meng Lerou was stunned and looked at Fu Yun in a daze. After a moment, she looked at Meng Zhaoyi again, and was vaguely clear that it was Meng Zhaoyi's idea to summon her to Chang'an, and even the wise king did not know about this.

She felt a little confused, a little slutty, and a little annoyed.

What did my aunt do?

She traveled thousands of miles to Chang'an, but she didn't send the face of a woman's house to others.

Fu Yun turned a blind eye to their expressions. He lowered the impatientness in his eyes. Zhou Yun in the mansion was about to have a child, so he had no intention of talking too much with Meng Zhaoyi and wanted to rush back to the mansion earlier.

Meng Zhaoyi paused and came to her senses, as if she didn't hear what Fu Yun said: "I am not feeling well. Your cousin can rarely go back to Chang'an. Do you have to take her to have a tour? It's so inconvenient to live in the palace. Mother's mother thought about it and let her stay in your mansion."

Fu Yun raised his eyes and looked at Meng Zhaoyi, almost laughing in anger.

How inconvenient is it to live in the palace?

So would it be convenient to live in his mansion?
To be continued...