After kicking the scumbag husband, the prince hugged my thigh and begged me to marry him

Chapter 469 Do You Really Want to Kill Her?
No matter how bitter it is, you have to swallow the bitter fruit you sow. Pan Jingchen had nothing to say about being treated so coldly by the old prince.

Mrs. Pan was very dissatisfied. She always felt that her family had suffered a great loss, and her master had become the biggest joke in the court.

"Even if the family is divided, the master is still the eldest son of the Pan family, so you should ask about the things that need to be asked."

"What are you asking? Are you asking about the medicinal fields and grain fields under Pan Sisheng's name? Those are not his, they belong to His Majesty! Anyone who dares to interfere at this time is seeking death!" Pan Jingchen could only keep his anger to himself, "Today is the 100th day of the Queen Mother's memorial service, and you are not allowed to say a word of nonsense!"

Mrs. Pan had no choice but to listen to Pan Jingchen.

Before getting off the car, Pan Jingchen specifically asked her to stay with the female relatives and protect Ye Qingyou, as Ye Qingyou was not feeling well.

Mrs. Pan had no choice but to obey. When they arrived at the palace gate, men and women separated into two groups, ready to go to different palaces to offer sacrifices.

After the old prince gave a few instructions, Madam Pan took on the responsibility of taking care of her. "Yuer and I will go there too, and Qingyou can follow us. We are all family, so don't be polite. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately. This kind of thing is exhausting, especially in this month of your life, you must pay more attention!"

Ye Qingyou looked at Mrs. Pan's hypocritical face and just nodded and smiled, "Thank you for your trouble." The polite words were particularly awkward.

"It's not a big deal. After all, father has adopted you as his daughter, which means you are our sister. It's only right and reasonable that we should protect you." Mrs. Pan was speaking to the old prince.

Ye Qingyou didn't want to say anything more. She wished she had nothing to do with the Pan family.
The weather was a bit cold, and the heater in her hands was a bit cold.

Nanny Chang immediately helped her put on the cloak and helped Ye Qingyou move her feet. Although the snow had been swept in the palace, the bluestone floor was still cold.

Ye Qingyou can no longer wear thick-soled boots, and even with a wool pad under her feet it is not warm.

"We will walk to Baokun Palace later. It's not far, so don't be in a hurry to catch up with us. You can walk slowly. Don't rush." ​​Mrs. Pan gave another reminder, and her words were neither positive nor negative.

Before Ye Qingyou could say anything else, he saw Nan Chuyin rushing over from a distance.

Behind her there was a soft little sedan chair carried by the eunuchs. "Mother knows that your health is not good, so she specifically ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to prepare it. You don't have to go with them. It will make you tired. We will come up first and carry you directly to the place of sacrifice. Look at your belly. Ouch..." She was really afraid that Ye Qingyou would not be able to give birth!

Ye Qingyou didn't expect Concubine Xian to be so thoughtful? It seems that eating by one's ability is the right way.

"I didn't expect it to be so cold all of a sudden. My feet are really a little cold."

"There's a heater under the sedan for you to warm your feet. Do you think I've thought it through?" Nan Chuyin was particularly warm-hearted after getting Ye Qingyou's help.

Ye Qingyou stepped on it directly, "When it comes to being spoiled and enjoying life, no one in Daliang can compare to you!"

The two of them chatted casually, and were particularly intimate.

Madam Pan looked embarrassed. She had just said something like "We are one family, take good care of each other", but she didn't expect that the palace had already made preparations for Ye Qingyou?

Madam Pan couldn't understand why the palace was still so kind to Ye Qingyou when Yuwen Yan was wanted by the whole Daliang?
"I didn't expect that the Third Imperial Concubine had prepared so well for you. She is so thoughtful. Qingyou is so lucky." She could only add one sentence in a neutral tone.

Ye Qingyou warmed up her body and feet, and her whole body was no longer tense. "That's right, otherwise I would slow you down and maybe even delay the time. I can't let the servants follow the team, after all, the palace is busy today. I will go to the back hall of Baokun Palace to wait for you, you can walk slowly, don't worry."

Ye Qingyou almost returned Mrs. Pan's words exactly as they were. Nan Chuyin noticed Mrs. Pan when she saw Ye Qingyou talking, "Why? You want to follow Qingyou?" She really didn't know that Ye Qingyou and Mrs. Pan were so close?
Ye Qingyou shook her head. "It's just that I'm in bad shape and want to help, but I have you, so I won't bother Madam Pan."

Her refusal was extremely tactful, which made it difficult for Mrs. Pan to say anything.

Nan Chuyin was born into a wealthy family and married well, so she naturally wouldn't care whether Mrs. Pan was happy or not. "Then you don't have to worry about it, Mrs. Pan. I'm here for Qingyou."

"Okay, let's go quickly. If too many people see the two of us riding in a sedan chair later, they will start to complain about the rules." Ye Qingyou didn't want to be in the spotlight.

Nan Chuyin also got on the sedan chair and muttered, "I really don't understand, how can the rules be more important than the sky and cost people's lives..."

Nan Chuyin had long forgotten that this Madam Pan was the wife of the Minister of Rites. Moreover, she had been really spoiled since she was a child, and what she hated most was rules.

Mrs. Pan's face turned pale and blue, as if she was being targeted.

The ladies who came and went pretended to be deaf and kept silent when they heard it. They just sighed and wondered what was wrong with Mrs. Pan? How could she actually make trouble in front of Ye Qingyou?

No matter what, she is still the daughter-in-law of His Majesty, the consort of the Fourth Prince. And she is pregnant with royal blood. Anyone with a bit of brains should worship her!

Mrs. Pan was so angry that her chest felt stuffy. She could only blame it on the cloudy weather today, which made her feel unhappy.

The little incident at the door seemed insignificant, but it soon reached the ears of the harem, including Emperor Liang who was burning incense for the empress dowager.

The eldest princess and Princess Xi are also here. They have not left since last night and have been guarding here the whole time.

Hearing that Concubine Xian had gone to pick him up, the eldest princess nodded in agreement, "After all, he is your brother's grandson, so he must be well protected. Even though Yan'er is missing and has a blood debt, a child is still a child. Your brother should not confuse the two things in a fit of anger."

Emperor Liang did not respond, and it was unknown whether he really heard it.

Princess Xi, who was standing by, kowtowed to the Queen Mother and slowly got up from the ground.

"I feel a little dizzy. Your Majesty, please forgive me. Xier, go and rest for a while. I'll come back when I feel better." Her voice was weak and her face was a little pale.

Emperor Liang just nodded and said, "Go ahead. It's good to be filial, but don't force yourself."

Princess Xi immediately thanked him and then left quietly.

The eldest princess glanced at Emperor Liang and said, "Royal brother, do you really want to kill Ye Qingyou..."
The princess didn't dare to say the last few words and could only stare at him eagerly.

But Emperor Liang still said nothing. He held incense in his hands and prayed for the Queen Mother.

Princess Xi did not go to rest either, but went around to the back hall of Baokun Palace and watched Ye Qingyou and Nan Chuyin get off the sedan chair from the corner.

Especially when they saw her bulging belly, there was a group of people coming to support her.