The Marquis's line has ended? The pregnant maid is pregnant again!

Lu Jihan looked at Shen Qinghe with concern, glancing at her neck and then at her cheek, afraid that he might lose his temper and hurt her.

To everyone's surprise, the little face that had just been filled with pain and distress instantly transformed into a smile.

Shen Qinghe couldn't hold back her laughter any longer. She tilted her head back and leaned against his chest, laughing wildly, "Master..."

Lu Jihan realized that he had been tricked again and again, and in a fit of anger, he threw her onto the bed.

She teased me several times that night!

The woman's melodious laughter, like the tinkling of silver bells, echoed behind the curtain. The happier she laughed, the uglier Lu Jihan's expression became.

Lu Jihan stared sharply at her: "Don't laugh."

Shen Qinghe laughed so hard she could hardly breathe: "Okay...okay..."

Lu Jihan's earlobes were so red they were almost dripping blood. Enraged, he immediately blocked her red lips and bit them hard.

Shen Qinghe's eyes crinkled into crescents, and her smile finally faded a little. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, gently responding to his kiss.

The moment their lips touched, all the playful banter and scolding from before became the fuse for an ambiguous relationship.

A kiss, the woman's warm, soft lips, the flesh so supple and easy to squeeze, made Lu Jihan feel hot all over.

Shen Qinghe also became distracted.

It had been a while since she and Lu Jihan had consummated their marriage, and they were finally able to enjoy a good meal together again.

Shen Qinghe straightened up and put it into his mouth.

After fooling around for a while, Lu Jihan didn't know why, but he suddenly pushed her away and placed his hands on either side of her cheeks.

He was breathing heavily.

Shen Qinghe looked at him with a puzzled expression: ? ? ?

no…

Don't tell her that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, isn't that enough?

Lu Jihan stared at her with bloodshot eyes, then ran his fingertip across her lips.

His gaze was like a hunter eyeing his most tempting prey, lingering over it from head to toe.

Shen Qinghe swallowed nervously, "Master..."

Would he really hold a grudge like that?

Surely not?

She reached out and wrapped her arm around his, her bright, watery eyes filled with unbearable anticipation.

Lu Jihan steadied himself, gently bit her lip, and said in a low, husky voice, "Be good, in a couple of days. Whether it's you or me, we both need to abstain from sex for the three days leading up to the Thousand Buddhas Festival."

Shen Qinghe then came to her senses. She had indeed remembered this matter. She had been so focused on consummating her marriage with Lu Jihan that she had completely forgotten about the Thousand Buddha Festival.

On the day of the Thousand Buddhas Festival, according to custom, His Highness the Crown Prince would carry three lit incense sticks representing fortune, prosperity, and longevity, leading civil and military officials all the way to Xiangguo Temple, which is dozens of miles outside Chang'an City.

During the journey, the three incense sticks must not be extinguished. They must be carried all the way to the incense burner at Xiangguo Temple to be burned, in order to drive away the evil spirits of the past three years.

The Crown Prince and all civil and military officials involved in the entire process must burn incense and bathe daily for three days before the Thousand Buddhas Festival, and fast and abstain from sexual activity in order not to affect the sacrificial ceremony.

As for Shen Qinghe, she had to embroider Buddha images and copy Buddhist scriptures. The Buddha images and scriptures had to be inspected by the Empress before being sent to the incense burner at Xiangguo Temple to be burned together with three sticks of incense for blessings, prosperity, longevity, and happiness.

Although Shen Qinghe didn't really believe in gods and Buddhas, since she had decided to copy Buddhist scriptures and embroider Buddha images, she would try her best to do it to minimize the risks.

Shen Qinghe snapped out of her daze and leaned against Lu Jihan's chest, her cheek pressed against his heart.

Hearing his steady heartbeat, Shen Qinghe gradually calmed down: "Master, I'm tired."

Lu Jihan turned over, pulled her into his arms, gently stroked her back, and said in a steady, low voice, "Sleep."

For the first time, the two of them slept in each other's arms.

I did nothing, but I slept very well.

-

Day two.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Shen Yun'er and Wu Xiaoniang arrived one after the other.

Shen Yun'er had already heard that Wu Xiaoniang now had to kneel for seven hours a day, twelve hours a day.

Shen Yun'er felt a mixture of schadenfreude and anger, angered that Shen Qinghe was so favored by Lu Jihan.

In his past life, Lu Jihan found even a glance at her annoying!

Why, why did everything change when it came to Shen Qinghe?

Shen Yun'er was completely baffled. Had she overlooked something?

Wu Xiaoniang was preoccupied with the fact that Shen Qinghe was pregnant, but the previous incident had taught her a lesson.

She wasn't as shallow and ignorant as Chen Xiaoniang; she knew that once a mistake was made, it couldn't be made a second time.

The child in Shen Qinghe's womb must not be kept, but she cannot be allowed to do it herself either. Otherwise, if an investigation is launched, whether it will be successful is another matter, and she may even be kicked out of the Marquis's mansion.

Her family depends on her meager monthly allowance to survive, and she cannot be kicked out of the Marquis's mansion.

So, Wu Xiaoniang set her sights on Shen Yun'er: "Miss Yun'er, you must have heard about what happened yesterday. Your sister is truly favored... If the Second Young Master believed in you as much as the Young Marquis believed in her, even if only half of it, you wouldn't have to suffer here."

Shen Yun'er was a reborn person after all, and she had dealt with Wu Xiaoniang before. As soon as she heard this, she realized Wu Xiaoniang's intention.

They want to use her to deal with Shen Qinghe, so that the Wu family can reap the benefits?

Do they think Shen Yun'er is stupid?

Shen Yun'er smiled and said, "Sister Wu, it's alright not to talk about these things. Everyone has their own fate. My sister's favor is also her luck. My sister and I used to have a very good relationship. Back then, my sister would even eat peanuts, which she was allergic to, just to make me something delicious. It's a pity that now that my sister has a high position, it's only natural that she doesn't like me, her younger sister. I'm the one who dragged her down."

Shen Qinghe is allergic to peanuts? Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoniang's eyes lit up, and a plan came to mind.

Judging from Shen Yun'er's appearance, she is probably not up to the task.

However, in this secluded mansion, there is no shortage of people, and if she wants to take action, she has plenty of knives.

Wu Xiaoniang chose a time and went straight to Chen Xiaoniang's courtyard.

They should now be called the Chen family.

Wu Xiaoniang looked outside Chen's door for a while, and after confirming that no one was there, she went into Chen's courtyard.

Just then, Green Sleeves also came out from the alley. She looked around outside the door, making sure no one was around, before cautiously walking in.

Qing'er followed Lüxiu here and happened to see Lüxiu and Wu Xiaoniang enter Chen Xiaoniang's courtyard together.

Upon seeing this, Qing'er immediately turned around and ran back to report to Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe was cooking in the kitchen. After all, her little kitchen wasn't finished yet, but it should be ready in another three to five days.

For now, she can only use the mansion's kitchen.

In the blink of an eye, Qing'er rushed back in a hurry and whispered in her ear:

"Sister, I saw that Green Sleeve and Wu Xiaoniang both entered Chen Xiaoniang's courtyard. I'm afraid they're up to no good. We must be careful."

Shen Qinghe raised an eyebrow. She knew that this favor was good, but she could not let her guard down for even a day.

She patted Qing'er's hand: "I know, it's okay, help me make something first."