"Thank you for taking care of things in the capital. If you have the opportunity, you can help me convey my gratitude to Prince Chen and the young master." Yang Ruoqing said.

He raised his hand and stroked his belly: "Feng Tang and I probably won't go to the capital within half a year, but we will still go in the future!"

King Yu, Minister of War, all of you, please wait for me!

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years!

Mu Zichuan nodded, his eyes falling on Yang Ruoqing's belly, a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, but then he returned to normal.

"Are you about to give birth?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and nodded: "Well, counting the days, it will be two months at most."

Two months at most?

Mu Zichuan did a quick calculation in his mind.

It is now the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, which should be the time when the New Year is over and spring flowers are blooming.

"I'm going back to Beijing after the Lantern Festival. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back when you give birth..." he blurted out.

Hearing Mu Zichuan's words and seeing the guilty look on his face, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh.

"You are not the father of the child, there is no need to rush back!" She also blurted out.

Mu Zichuan was slightly embarrassed, sitting there not knowing how to continue this topic.

Next to him, Yan Huaian had been drinking tea in silence. He almost laughed when he heard the two people chatting.

Seeing Mu Zichuan being so embarrassed, Yan Huaian smoothed things over and said, "Tan Hua Lang, I'm afraid you won't be able to take a break today. Are the squires and dignitaries in the town and county coming to visit today to congratulate you?"

Hearing Yan Huaian's question, Mu Zichuan raised his eyes and smiled slightly.

"Thanks to them for giving me Muzichuan face, the post has been delivered." He said.

"At noon later, I'd like to ask Mr. Yan to show his respect and come over to have a few glasses of wine together," he invited.

Yan Huai'an smiled and nodded: "You don't need to invite me, I will definitely have a few drinks on this special day!"

Mu Zichuan smiled: "Okay!"

His eyes then fell on Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, I have to trouble the third and fifth aunts again today..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Just concentrate on greeting the guests. Don't worry about the kitchen. My mother and the others will take care of it."

Mu Zichuan pursed his lips, his face full of emotion.

Suddenly thinking of something, he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took it in her hand, glanced at Uncle Wu's familiar font on the letter, and was surprised.

Mu Zichuan hurriedly explained: "Two days after you left last time, the innkeeper handed this family letter to me."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized, no wonder Mrs. Sun said that she had sent a letter to her family, saying that she was asking for advice about Yang Ruolan and Yang Yongbai...

But when she lowered her head, she saw that there was a gap in the letterhead, so she raised an eyebrow.

Muzichuan hurriedly explained, "It wasn't the innkeeper who tore it open, it was me."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to peek at the letter. I was worried about something urgent."

"After reading it, it turned out that it was something else, so I didn't go out of the city to chase you," he said.

After hearing his explanation, Yang Ruoqing smiled heartily.

"It's okay, thank you for bringing it back to me," she said.

Mu Zichuan read the letter and knew what happened to Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruoqing believed in Mu Zichuan's character. He would not spread this matter outside, and it was even impossible for him to talk to Widow Liu about it.

Things in the capital were discussed, the letter was handed over, and those who should be invited were invited.

Mu Zichuan then didn't know how to continue the topic.

He then stood up and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."

Yang Ruoqing also stood up, "Well, you've been very busy lately. Just focus on your work. If you can use us, just give me a shout."

Mu Zichuan nodded, said hello to Yan Huai'an again, and left the main room.

At the door of the hall, I happened to meet Tuoba Xian face to face.

"Has Tan Hwa Lang had breakfast? If you don't mind, let's stay and have some together!"

Tuoba Xian greeted Mu Zichuan warmly.

Mu Zichuan bowed and said, "Thank you, madam, for leaving the meal. My mother has prepared the meal at home and is waiting for me. I'll bother you again another day."

Tuoba Xian nodded: "Okay, then go and do your work!"

After watching Mu Zichuan leave, Tuoba Xian turned around and entered the main room.

Here, Yang Ruoqing was talking to Yan Huai'an. When she saw Tuoba Xian coming in with a tray, Yang Ruoqing quickly stopped mid-sentence and hurried towards Tuoba Xian to greet her.

"Mom, you just shouted and it was done, why did you bring this to me?" she asked.

Tuoba Xian smiled and said, "I saw that you and Tanhua Lang were talking about something, so I sent it over. Anyway, I don't have anything else to do."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, took the tray and put it on the table.

For breakfast, my mother-in-law made healthy red bean porridge and two fried eggs.

Seeing the poached eggs that are fried to golden brown on both sides, it is obvious that they have put a lot of thought into it.

Thinking about her mother-in-law's true identity, Yang Ruoqing felt very complicated in her heart.

"Mom, I'll buy some maids and come back to serve you. From now on, don't do these things yourself..."

Yang Ruoqing said, her eyes filled with distress.

Tuoba Xian was setting her chopsticks there and was surprised when she heard this.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Mom, what Tang Yazi and I promised you has never been fulfilled."

"You are the eldest princess, but now you have to serve your pregnant daughter-in-law like an ordinary country woman."

"Qing'er, I feel very touched, but also feel even more guilty."

"Mom, just let me buy some maids and come back to serve you, okay?"

Yang Ruoqing looked pleading.

She had mentioned this matter a long time ago, but Tuoba Xian did not allow it.

She now has to do everything herself, cooking, washing, and making shoes and clothes for her grandson who is about to be born...

When she told her, no one else could believe that she was the eldest princess of Daliao!

After patiently listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Tuoba Xian smiled slightly.

She glanced at Yan Huaian who was aside, and Yan Huaian stepped back knowingly.

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were the only ones left in the hall, Tuoba Xian pressed Yang Ruoqing's shoulders and asked her to sit down.

"What a silly Qing'er." Tuoba Xian said with a smile, and she also sat down opposite Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, I know that you feel sorry for me and feel guilty for not leading troops back to Daliao to take back everything that originally belonged to me."

"You and Feng Tang are both strong, mother knows that."

"Mom also knows that you went to the capital to open Haitangxuan and make friends with Prince Chen and the young prince of the Zhenguo Mansion. On the one hand, you wanted to strengthen the strength of Fengtang and the Luo family army."

"On the other hand, it is also to accumulate strength for the future fight back to Daliao."

"My mother can actually see clearly all the efforts you have made."
Chapter completed!