Chapter 51 Tea with Xing Dairong

Chapter 51 Tea with Xing Dairong

Lu Lingyun looked at the gifts of genuine silver and gold sent by Qin's family and smiled once again.

Her mother-in-law was truly a perceptive and generous person.

She did not just talk; she genuinely provided support.

Working with such a mother-in-law made life much easier.

Lingyun picked through the items, selecting three bolts of silk, half the ginseng and deer antlers, along with some less valuable pearl and jade jewelry from her dowry box that her aunts and maternal relatives had given her. She packed these into a box to send to Xing Dairong.

She instructed Shuang Hong to put away the rest of the items.

Meanwhile, in the Houfu's backyard, in the new courtyard, Yuerong Pavilion.

In the afternoon, Xing Dairong eagerly chose a courtyard.

Initially, she wanted to return directly to Yaoguang Pavilion, but Qiu Kui persuaded her. Xing Dairong, now more sensible, understood that to stay in the Houfu, she needed a legitimate identity.

Even if it was a position she previously despised, as a concubine.

Only by becoming a concubine with her own courtyard and stipend could she truly live in this era.

After considering this, she quickly found the second-closest courtyard to Yaoguang Pavilion.

The closest one was Autumn Fragrance Courtyard, where Qiu Ling resided.

This was actually better, allowing her to intercept him before he reached Yaoguang Pavilion.

After moving in, she immediately asked, "Has the Prince returned yet?"

"Not yet."

"I'll go greet him at the gate."

"Miss Xing, you're pregnant now, don't move around carelessly!" Qiu Kui chased after her, frowning.

Just as she reached the gate, Xing Dairong saw Cheng Yunshuo returning. Like a butterfly fluttering among flowers, she rushed to Cheng Yunshuo and threw herself onto him.

"Yunshuo!"

Cheng Yunshuo, who had just returned from his mission, frowned upon seeing Xing Dairong still there. "Who allowed you to be here!"

"Yunshuo!" Xing Dairong pouted, tears streaming down her face before she could speak.

"I didn't really do anything with Luo Heng. I didn't sleep with him; I'm still clean. I just wanted to upset you. Now I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"

"Haha." Cheng Yunshuo couldn't help but sneer, pushing Xing Dairong away and striding inside.

"Miss Xing!" Qiu Kui quickly supported Xing Dairong. "You're pregnant, be careful!"

Upon hearing "pregnant," Cheng Yunshuo stopped abruptly.

Xing Dairong took the opportunity to push Qiu Kui aside, her eyes red, and clung to Cheng Yunshuo's arm. "Hit me, hit me, hit our child too!"

Cheng Yunshuo looked at Xing Dairong in disbelief. "You're pregnant?"

"Yes."

At that moment, a light and calm voice sounded. Lu Lingyun, leading the people delivering the gifts, approached and greeted Cheng Yunshuo with a smile. "Prince, I was about to inform you about this matter."

"She is really pregnant?"

"Yes." Lu Lingyun nodded. "Over a month, but less than two months. Calculating the time, it happened within the Houfu."

"Yunshuo, we have our child now." Xing Dairong tightened her grip on his arm. "Can we start over?"

In the next instant, she was pushed away again.

"I don't want this child!" Cheng Yunshuo said coldly.

No man, regardless of the era, can easily tolerate betrayal.

When love was deep, the pain of betrayal was equally profound.

Xing Dairong had left without hesitation, even embracing Luo Heng in front of him, humiliating and provoking him. Who could bear such an act?

Cheng Yunshuo still cared for her, still loved her, but precisely because of this love, he could not overcome the hurt.

"Yunshuo!"

Seeing that Cheng Yunshuo truly ignored her, Xing Dairong panicked, her head injury worsening. With a sob, she closed her eyes and fainted again.

"Miss Xing!"

Qiu Kui hurriedly supported Xing Dairong, but she couldn't hold her. In the critical moment, Cheng Yunshuo grabbed her arm and caught her.

"Dairong!"

Watching the chaotic scene, Lu Lingyun remained calm. "Quick, fetch the doctor."

Soon, the doctor arrived to examine Xing Dairong again.

"The patient fainted due to sudden emotional distress. She will recover soon, but with her injuries and pregnancy, excessive emotional agitation must be avoided. She needs complete rest, or there is a risk of miscarriage."

Upon hearing "miscarriage," both Lu Lingyun and Cheng Yunshuo furrowed their brows tightly.

"We understand." Lu Lingyun glanced at the silent Cheng Yunshuo and asked the doctor to prescribe an herbal medicine for stabilizing the pregnancy, instructing Shuang Hong to fetch the medicine.

After everyone left, she said to Cheng Yunshuo, "Prince, I know you're angry, but after all, Miss Xing is carrying the Cheng family's child. I think it's best for her to give birth safely."

She spoke softly, but Cheng Yunshuo remained silent.

"Let me handle Miss Xing's affairs. I'll elevate her to a concubine," Lu Lingyun continued.

Cheng Yunshuo stood by the bed and looked at Xing Dairong, who was still unconscious and murmuring his name. He turned to Lu Lingyun, "Lingyun, if she had even a fraction of your understanding, things wouldn't have come to this."

Hearing this, Lu Lingyun's lips curved slightly. "Prince, you must be tired. Go back and rest. I'll take care of everything here."

Cheng Yunshuo nodded and left without another word.

After he left, Lu Lingyun looked at the woman lying on the bed. "Stop pretending. Open your eyes."

As she spoke, Xing Dairong, who had been feigning unconsciousness, opened her eyes with trembling lashes. She met Lu Lingyun's calm and composed gaze, as if everything had already been seen through.

Xing Dairong felt a sudden pang of guilt. She clutched the quilt and said, "I'm pregnant. What do you want?"

Lu Lingyun looked at her with a hint of understanding. "Enough. Tomorrow morning, come to my place and offer me a cup of tea."

Xing Dairong immediately lifted her head.

Lu Lingyun glanced at her. "Take good care of yourself and the baby. This child is your only hope for survival in the mansion. If anything happens to the child, no one can protect you!"

With that, she turned and left.

Xing Dairong bit her lip, watching her back, her eyes filled with confusion and complexity.

The next morning.

Xing Dairong arrived at Lu Lingyun's courtyard.

For the first time, she properly knocked on the door, waited for an announcement, and stood respectfully in the courtyard for a while before entering Lu Lingyun's quarters.

"Have you learned the proper etiquette?" Lu Lingyun asked, looking at Xing Dairong offering tea.

Xing Dairong nodded. At this moment, there was no trace of her previous arrogance and pride on her face.

"I offer tea to the mistress."

Kneeling on a cushion, Xing Dairong respectfully presented a cup of tea to Lu Lingyun.

Seeing this, Lu Lingyun did not prolong the moment. She took the tea cup, looked at the changed Xing Dairong, and sipped the tea. She then instructed, "In the future, serve the Prince well and behave properly in the household, and I will ensure the safety of you and your child."

A last flicker of reluctance flashed in Xing Dairong's eyes, but she bowed her head and said, "Yes, Mistress."