Any woman would feel unhappy if she heard the words "you are so old", let alone Concubine Rong, who is serving others in color.

No, the imperial concubine's face suddenly darkened, but because all the rich ladies from the military generals' family were there, it was difficult to get angry, but Fang Anren made a note of it in her heart.

Mrs. Yi Wang pretended to be angry and scolded Fang Anren, "Shut up, who taught you to speak like this in front of the imperial concubine?"

After saying that, he turned to look at the imperial concubine, "Don't be surprised, my concubine. I have scolded this son who doesn't know etiquette. Just pretend you didn't hear me. I still remember that the emperor also said that he liked my son's cheerful temperament."

On the surface, it was a reprimand, but inside and outside the words were the other party's support, Anren.

Murong Qingfu said, "My dear, my poor concubine will go over first."

The imperial concubine could only give up and let her go with a smile on her face.

Walking through the corridor, Fang Anren said with a playful smile, "Mrs. Sister-in-law must be tired of staying there. Brother Pei asked me to find a reason to call Madam-in-law out to relieve her boredom. How about I take Madam-in-law to meet my father."

Fang Anren didn't tell the story about the second prince secretly staring at her. Pregnant women were already worried, so telling it would only increase worries, so it was better not to tell it.

Murong Qing smiled slightly, she was still looking for a chance to sneak out, "Okay, thank you so much, General Fang."

As soon as Murong Qing left, the imperial concubine took the opportunity to leave the table and take a breather to meet the second prince.

"Yu'er, my mother-in-law has no chance to get close to the general's wife."

The second prince just wanted to get things done quickly, and said anxiously, "Concubine, please think of a way, otherwise the birthday banquet will be over, so you have to seize the opportunity."

It's not that the imperial concubine is unwilling to help her son, but scratching herself means there may be scars. If scars are left, what if the emperor doesn't like it?

The imperial concubine hesitated and said, "Yu'er, how about we think of other ways?"

The second prince's temples twitched and he said sternly, "Concubine, we are really running out of time, so don't hesitate."

"Yu'er, this is Prince Yi's Mansion. If something goes wrong, Princess Yi will not be fooled."

When the imperial concubine was sitting at the table, every time she met Princess Yi's eyes, she always felt that Princess Yi's eyes could penetrate into her heart and make her feel guilty.

"Concubine, please think about your position as a prince!"

The two people stood behind the artificial stones in the garden of Prince Yi's Mansion, their swords were at war and they were about to quarrel.

Murong Qing here was dragged to see King Yi by Fang Anren. She was originally worried that King Yi would be serious, but when she actually met King Yi, she realized that King Yi, who had always been cold-faced, was actually very kind in private.

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"Are you Zilu's wife? The girl from the Nanjing Hou Mansion?"

King Yi looked Murong Qing up and down, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. His appearance was upright and his eyes were clear, showing that he was a man with a clear conscience.

"Zilu is Brother Pei's name." Fang Anren said.

Murong Qing suddenly realized that the general still had a word.

"Yes, I have met King Yi." She replied and gave a standard courtesy.

King Yi smiled boldly and said, "Okay, please come and seat the general's wife!"

"If you don't mind, follow Zilu and call me Uncle Shi in private from now on!"

Murong Qing was relieved. It turned out that King Yi was still an informal person. He said with a smile, "Then it is better to obey orders than to be respectful. I have met Uncle Shi."

Fang Anren ran to report to Pei Mo, telling him not to worry about Murong Qing.

Here, King Yi and Murong Qing were chatting. King Yi asked her, "What books does your nephew-in-law read on weekdays?"

"I have read some history books, but I don't like reading other literary books. I usually like to read travel notes and miscellaneous books."

Murong Qing was a little embarrassed. She didn't like to study since she was a child, let alone being pregnant now. She felt tired even after reading for a while.

But it was her frank answer that impressed King Yi. King Yi smiled and said, "It's not that the whole family doesn't live in the same house. When Zilu was a child, he didn't like to read serious classics, but he loved to read travel notes."

"Niece-in-law, you don't know that once I asked him to read "The Art of War", and he lay under the tree and read it with gusto. I was puzzled, when did this kid start reading so seriously? I went around behind the tree to take a look,

This kid has actually learned how to cheat and cheat. He has a travel diary hidden under the cover of "The Art of War", which makes me very angry..."

King Yi told Murong Qing interesting stories about Pei Mo's childhood, which made her laugh repeatedly.

After chatting for a while, Pei Mo came in and said, "Uncle Shi, An Ren said that the theater troupe invited by aunt will start performing soon. Let me invite you."

"Okay, let's go then."

Murong Qing stared at Pei Mo with a smile. It turned out that the general would be beaten by his master if he didn't study when he was a child.

Pei Mo's eyebrows softened, and he took her hand and rubbed it back and forth.

Wang Yi, who deliberately fell behind, looked at the beautiful couple in front of him and felt deeply in his heart.

The sky was getting dark, and lanterns were hung up early in Prince Yi's Mansion. A stage was set up in the open space of the garden, and the invited opera troupe was singing the play "Lady Li Guards Niangziguan".

King Yi didn't like to watch plays, but Mrs. Yi Wang did. Now Mrs. Yi was sitting down, shaking her head and watching.

He saw that his niece-in-law was accompanied by his nephew, and his son was also surrounded by a group of little girls. After a little thought, he squeezed over to his wife's side.

The second prince kept staring at Pei Mo, and when he saw Murong Qing appear, he winked at the imperial concubine.

The imperial concubine also saw Murong Qing, gritted her teeth, and decided to give it a go for her son's future. Just as she was about to stand up, the actor on the stage happened to be performing wonderfully, and the wealthy ladies below all applauded, "Okay! Okay!"

The imperial concubine was so frightened that she sat back on the stool. She worked hard, then failed, and then exhausted.

Pei Mo sat far away with Murong Qing. If the imperial concubine wanted to leave, it would definitely attract the attention of the audience, so she had no choice but to give up.

The second prince on the side clenched his fists hidden under his sleeves and glanced at the two people in the distance with obscure eyes, thinking that sooner or later they would stop laughing.

Mrs. Li on the stage, with her eyebrows raised and six flags behind her, sang a monologue majestically. Murong Qing could vaguely understand it, and felt that the play was really wonderful, and she was engrossed in watching it.

But he didn't notice that a suspicious black figure came out from the fake rocks in the garden and was about to touch Pei Mo.

"ah--"

There was a rapid exclamation, and chaos suddenly broke out.

"There's an assassin!"

Not only did a woman's screams sound, but people also realized that there were a few more people wearing night clothes in the garden.

Most of the theatergoers were women. Even if they came from a family of military commanders, there were not necessarily a few women who were not afraid.

The garden suddenly became chaotic, and the troupe who was playing and beating on the stage were frightened and fled in all directions.

Murong Qing was startled, but in the blink of an eye he saw someone attacking Pei Mo. Without caring about himself, he pulled Pei Mo away and said, "Be careful!"
Chapter completed!