“Let’s go.” Lu Lingyun said no more.
Back at the Houfu, Lu Lingyun immediately inquired about Xing Dai Rong and Cheng Yunshuo. “How is Miss Xing?” “She has stayed in the Leisure Pavilion all day.” “What about the Young Master?” “He went to the Duwei Mansion for duty early this morning.” “They haven’t made up yet?” “No.”
Lu Lingyun furrowed her brow slightly upon hearing this. They hadn’t made up. It’s understandable. This time, they had a major falling out. In the past, when they had small disagreements, Xing Dai Rong could coax him with a bit of charm. This time, she truly hurt Cheng Yunshuo’s feelings. He doesn’t want to coddle her like before, and a cold war is inevitable. But… what about the child?
The Houfu’s lineage is thin. After much investigation, Lu Lingyun was sure that the old Houye’s descendants had a difficult time producing offspring. Even though he had numerous mistresses, none of them had any children. Having been reborn, she was a believer in destiny. If the child is meant to be in this period, it will come. For example, Lu Han Yi was conceived around this time in her previous life.
If Cheng Yunshuo and Xing Dai Rong continued to be at odds, what would happen to the child? The Houfu must have an heir. It didn’t matter if it was her child or not. It’s her child regardless.
After much contemplation, Lu Lingyun said, “Send for Concubine Qiu.”
Soon, Concubine Qiu walked in with grace and elegance. Lu Lingyun exchanged a few pleasantries with her before asking, “How is your health?”
“I’m well.” Concubine Qiu beamed. Ever since Xing Dai Rong’s setback, she was becoming happier by the day.
“I went to Xiangji Temple a few days ago to seek fortune. The divination said there will be a blessed child born in our house.” Lu Lingyun subtly hinted.
“Really?” Concubine Qiu’s eyes lit up.
“You have to hurry.” Lu Lingyun said with meaning.
Concubine Qiu looked overjoyed. “I understand!”
Before leaving, Lu Lingyun gave Concubine Qiu all the charms and trinkets that Lady Qin had given her for conceiving.
That night, Cheng Yunshuo returned to Concubine Qiu’s Qiuxiang Courtyard. Concubine Qiu changed into her old servant girl attire. Every look, every smile reminded Cheng Yunshuo of the past, evoking a sense of nostalgia. Just as Concubine Qiu was about to persuade Cheng Yunshuo to stay, there was a frantic pounding on the door outside the courtyard.
“Young Master! Young Master! It’s urgent!”
Qiuling heard Qiu Kui’s voice and was fuming. For the first time, she regretted choosing a courtyard next to the Leisure Pavilion.
“What is it?”
“Miss Xing is ill!”
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