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Is Yu Chan pregnant?

Song Qingning never expected that Yu Chan's pregnancy would come so quickly in this life.

In his previous life, Song Mingtang married Miss Yan Si, kept mistresses and concubines, and did not miss a single one. Both mistresses and concubines were carefully selected by Liu Shi.

Yu Chan secretly climbed into Song Mingtang's bed.

However, Lady Liu looked down on Yu Chan. In her eyes, even if Song Mingtang were to take a concubine, she would have to come from a respectable family, either as the illegitimate daughter of an official or the legitimate daughter of a merchant.

Yu Chan, a mere maid, is not worthy of Song Mingtang.

The night Liu discovered that Yu Chan had climbed into Song Mingtang's bed, she was so angry that her face twisted in rage.

She dared not make a scene, so she secretly tied up Yu Chan, intending to beat her to death.

Yu Chan screamed desperately, alarming everyone in the mansion. Song Mingtang rushed over, and Yu Chan was saved, but she was still just a maid.

A few months later, Yu Chan became pregnant and was finally promoted to concubine.

Liu did not stop it, but a month later, Yu Chan accidentally fell into the water, resulting in the deaths of both herself and her unborn child.

That was Liu's method.

"Pay close attention to her regularly, and help cover for her if necessary," Song Qingning said.

Yu Chan is not a kind person, but she will be a useful knife.

Liu was concerned about Song Mingtang's marriage, but in this life, the Yan family she had her eye on broke off the engagement. Song Mingtang did not have the identity of Mingyue Xian and had his hands crippled, so he could forget about finding a better marriage.

Song Qingning went to the East Courtyard.

Her father, mother, and brother were waiting for her.

"Father, Mother, Brother," Song Qingning bowed to the three of them.

This is the first time our family of four has celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival like this.

Lu specially bought a rabbit lantern for Song Qingning.

Song Shiyin also gave the finished rabbit lantern to Song Qingning.

The two rabbits are different, but both are lively and agile.

Marquis Yongning prepared a bow and arrow for Song Qingning, saying, "I heard that in the Battle of Youcheng, you shot an enemy general through the head with an arrow. This bow is just right for Ning'er."

Song Qingning took the bow, touched the string, and knew it was a good bow. "Thank you, Father."

The four men drank wine and admired the moon.

Song Qingning brought up the story of how Liu had switched babies back then.

"Liu is ruthless. Back then, she plotted to switch me and my brother. Those who knew the truth, she either sold them off or killed them. But I don't believe that she could have kept a secret for so many years. Liu Mama has been with Liu for many years, and she is the key."

Tonight, Liu's abandonment and threats have already helped them pry open a hole in Liu's mother's defenses.

Marquis Yongning held his teacup, understanding Ning'er's meaning. "When Liu Mama was transferred to the Jingzhao Yin, I managed to get her out and announced to the public that she had committed suicide in prison."

Song Shiyin thought of Liu Mama's son.

"Liu threatened her with Liu's son. Liu cared a lot about her son, so he could be used to control Liu."

Based on Song Qingning's understanding of Liu Shi, she would not let Liu Mama's son go.

Liu Shi was no longer mentioned.

The family of four continued drinking and admiring the moon, as if trying to make up for all the Mid-Autumn Festivals they had missed in the past.

It was midnight when Marquis Yongning and Song Shiyin returned to their respective courtyards.

Madam Lu kept Song Qingning and let her rest in the East Courtyard.

Madam Lu took out a box containing some land deeds, as well as deeds for several estates and shops, and gave them all to Song Qingning.

"Mother, this..."

"Ning'er, this is all for you. These estates are my dowry. They are all managed by dedicated people and generate considerable income every year," said Madam Lu.

Thinking of Song Qingyan, Madam Lu gritted her teeth, "Luckily, no one else took them. These are all yours, and we must not let anyone else take them away."

Lu placed the box in Song Qingning's hands, her expression resolute.

It seemed as if they were risking their lives to protect everything that belonged to their daughter.

Song Qingning understood her mother's intentions and no longer refused.

Holding the box, she leaned on Mrs. Lu's shoulder and said, "Thank you, Mother."

"What are you thanking me for? It's your mother who owes you something." Madam Lu raised her head slightly, trying not to let the tears in her eyes fall.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she said, "Ning'er, let me show you something else."

Song Qingning was curious.

Lu went to the side room in a very mysterious manner and then took out several scrolls.

Song Qingning unfolded them one by one, seeing a series of handsome men on them.

"..." What does Mother mean by this?

Madam Lu gazed at her lovingly, "Song Qingyan is already married, and you've reached the age to discuss marriage."

"These are portraits of eligible men from various families in the capital. I had someone inquire about them and selected some with good character. At today's palace banquet, I saw some of them and, after screening them one by one, chose these few who also looked good."

The Lu family put a lot of effort into it.

Song Qingning: "..."

Is her mother choosing a husband for her?

Song Qingning had seen most of the men in the portraits.

He comes from a good family, has good looks, and is of good character.

Her mother was carefully choosing the item for her.

Song Qingning thought of the Prince of Huai and pondered how to tell her mother that she and the Prince of Huai were engaged.

She couldn't let her mother know that her future marriage was merely a matter of mutual benefit.

The mother will worry.

After thinking for a moment, Song Qingning said, "Mother, I have someone I like."

"Ah?" Mrs. Lu exclaimed in surprise.

Then came joy, and she immediately put aside the two portraits she was holding that she wanted to introduce to Ning'er.

Pulling Song Qingning along, he said, "Whose son is he? Since you like him, I'll ask the official matchmaker to come tomorrow. Even if we have to go to his door to propose, as long as you like him, it's not shameful."

Whose son is he?

Song Qingning thought of the Prince of Huai, "He's from the Xie family."

"Xie?" In the entire capital, there is only one family with the surname Xie.

The Lu family thought of the royal family.

The late emperor had many sons, but most of them perished in the struggle for the throne more than twenty years ago, leaving only Prince Yu and the current emperor.

Even the Xie family's clan members are now few in number.

After reviewing the younger generation of the Xie family members in her mind, Madam Lu first ruled out princes and nobles, leaving only one person.

"Is it Prince Yun? He is outstanding in character, appearance, and talent. Ning'er has good taste." Madam Lu was very satisfied.

He was just about to shamelessly try to find out what the Princess Consort of Yu had to say.

But then Song Qingning said, "It is the Prince of Huai."

"Prince Huai, Prince Huai... Prince Huai?!"

Madam Lu could not hide her shock. She looked at Song Qingning and confirmed that she was indeed referring to "Prince Huai". She was both excited and worried.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Sister Fu's son is bound to be good! I used to joke with Sister Fu that if we had a son or a daughter, we would get married. I never expected this... Good, good..."

Lu kept saying "okay," and in the end, even Song Qingning could see the forced smile on her face.

"The Emperor is wary of him, so he is in a difficult situation, and Sister Fu is not in a good situation either."

Madam Lu felt sorry for her sister Fu, but was also worried that Ning'er would be drawn into the royal power struggle.

Although she did not participate in the struggle for the throne more than 20 years ago, she knew how fierce it was.

"Mother," Song Qingning comforted her, "I believe in Prince Huai, and I believe in Empress Meng. Mother, you must believe in me too."

Choosing the Prince of Huai is both an alliance and a high-stakes gamble.

If we win the gamble, we can save the Yongning Marquis's mansion.

"Your mother believes in you," said Mrs. Lu.

She believed in Ning'er and wanted to do something about it.