She has a bright temperament and has always been carefree. Unlike Xia He, who can hide her emotions, Zhong Li can see if she behaves abnormally on weekdays, not to mention that this time, her performance was so obvious that Zhong Li realized that, She was actually interested in Qin Xing.

Qin Xing is now in command of the Imperial Ar. If he leaves the capital this time, if he is to make merit again, he must be named a marquis. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is Pei Xing's right-hand man. Now don't know how many noble ladies from aristocratic families are attacking him.

Qiuyue was actually pleased with him.

Zhong Li was somewhat worried for her. If she had a crush on others, Zhong Li could still use her status as a queen to match her, but it was Qin Xing, who followed Pei Xing to death and made a lot of credit, so Zhong Li naturally couldn't force him.

When Qiuyue came in to serve, Zhong Li couldn't help sighing, and her eyes fell on Qiuyue's face.

In terms of appearance alone, Qiuyue is actually not much worse than Xia He. She has a straightforward temperament and a strong mouth. Although she is not as gentle and beautiful as Xia He, she is also charming and charming.

Zhong Li didn't expect that she also had a sweetheart.

Qiuyue said with a smile: "What is the maiden sighing for? Your body is tired again? But the little prince is making a fuss again?"

Her belly has been more than eight months old, and her body is now very heavy. The child moves from time to time and gets tired easily.

Zhong Li was worried for her. Seeing that she could still laugh, Zhong Li sighed again. When she sighed like that, Qiuyue was really worried. She blinked a pair of almond eyes, got closer, and boldly touched the clock. Li's stomach, "I'm not making a fuss. Does the niangniang think that the emperor is too busy and has less time to spend with you?"

That's why she dared to say anything, and was surprisingly courageous.

During this period of time, Pei Xing was really busy, so she naturally had a lot less time with her, and Zhong Li didn't have a chance to find out about it, she just pretended she didn't know.

In the evening, when Pei Xing came back, she tried it out and asked Qin Xing if he had a sweetheart. Pei Xing and the minister had been dealing with each other for a day, and there was a trace of tiredness in the eyebrows. What is this asking?"

Qin Xing is several years older than Pei Xing, and now he is thirty-five years old. At his age, it is naturally impossible for him to have no sweetheart.

Seeing his saucy expression, Zhong Li was a little amused, "What can I do? I'm just curious."

Pei Xing wrapped her in his arms, the tip of his nose pressed against hers, and threatened: "I can't be curious, just be curious about me alone."

He is sometimes domineering and cute, Zhong Li is a little funny, bit his lip, "I can't ask for others?"

Pei Xing took a heavy breath and kissed her lips, which was not so tasty, "For whom?"

Pei Xing really hadn't guessed it for a while. She had experienced praying for blessings. She knew many ladies, and maybe one of them looked at Qin Xing.

Zhong Li didn't say anything. Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, he couldn't help pinching his palm urgingly, "I'm not asking you about any important court affairs, it's just Qin Xing's private affairs. You won't tell me about it?"

Her tone was somewhat aggrieved. Pei Xing naturally couldn't see her like this, and naturally she said everything. Only then did Zhong Li learn that Qin Xing originally had a fiancée, and the two were childhood sweethearts. On the eve of their marriage, she died of illness.

When she left, Qin Xing was only nineteen years old. His childhood feelings were the most sincere and unforgettable. Over the years, Qin Xing had been obsessed with her, so he didn't mean to marry her.

Pei Xingdao: "He is the most affectionate. Even if he is willing to get married in the future, he will definitely not forget his fiancee. In my opinion, he may not be willing to get married. Don't mess around with the mandarin ducks, save yourself a lot of busywork and fight with bamboo baskets. The water is empty."

Hearing this, Zhong Li gave him a sideways look, "Am I the one who messes with the mandarin ducks?"

Pei Xing laughed lazily, "Isn't this afraid that you will be bored and worry about it?"

Zhong Li rolled his eyes. In front of him, she became more and more casual, and she had long since lost her previous cautiousness. Pei Xing was also happy to see her change, and he couldn't help but add a smile to her lips, and would tease her from time to time.

Zhong Li lay down and didn't bother to care about him. Her belly was very big now, and her body was unusually heavy. Sitting for a long time would make her tired.

In the late pregnancy, the discomfort of the body appeared. Although the number of leg cramps was not too many, Zhong Li's legs were a little swollen. Seeing that Pei Xing wanted to massage her again, she couldn't help pulling on the quilt and whispered: "Don't Press it, rest early."

Now that there are only ten days left before her due date, she feels that her legs are a bit ugly, so she doesn't want him to see them.

Pei Xing didn't listen, and said in a low voice, "The imperial doctor didn't say that, massaging more can promote blood circulation and relieve edema."

Since the cramps appeared in her legs, he developed the habit of massaging her. He was obviously such a proud and unruly person, but he was willing to do trivial things for her. Zhong Li was naturally moved.

Some time ago, her legs weren't swollen, so he pressed them as he wanted, but now Zhong Li didn't want him to press them, so she stretched her legs into the bed again, "It's ugly, third uncle, don't look at it."

Pei Xing was a little funny, reached out and scratched the tip of her nose, "What are you like, I haven't seen it before?"

When she wanted to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, it was difficult for her to get up by herself. Pei Xing would pull her up. She was too bulky to take a bath by herself. He was with him most of the time.

His tone was friendly, and he didn't have the slightest disgust. Zhong Li didn't know why, and the end of his nose was a little sore, inexplicably thinking of Qin Xing's deceased fiancee.

She bit her lip and couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Third uncle, if something happens to me... will you establish another queen?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the man's brows furrowed, his expression a little serious, "What nonsense are you talking about! You will never be in trouble unless it happens."

His jaw line was tight and his voice was a little cold.

Zhong Li pursed her lips, "I'm just assuming."

"Neither hypothetical."

His expression was too cold, and his face became stiff, which reminded Zhong Li of his often cold face in the past.

Compared with before, he has changed a lot now, so big that Zhong Li often feels sorry for him, maybe because the delivery period is approaching, she is a little uneasy, or it may be influenced by Qin Xing's fiancee.