The servants had all left, leaving only the two of them behind. The atmosphere was rather unnatural.
Bai Qianfan acted like she was feeling guilty, her eyes flickered back and forth, and did not dare to look him in the eye.
There was something wrong with Morong Gan's heart, could she be doing this for the sake of last night's matter, or for some other reason?
He cleared his throat and broke the silence. "You didn't catch a cold last night, did you?"
"No," she chuckled, "I'm fine, it's no big deal if I get a little rain."
He glanced at her. "After all, you have to be careful since you're pregnant. Don't do this again in the future. This time, they're doing this out of respect for you. If there's a next time, everyone will get thirty plates."
Bai Qianfan stuck her tongue out in fear and hurriedly promised, "There won't be a next time."
He snorted, clearly not believing her. "It's better to do what you say."
"There's lamb inside, it's not fishy at all. Your highness, try it."
He gave her a bite, "Hmm, not bad." He pretended to ask casually, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Well," she said at once, "I suppose I was tired, and slept as soon as I got close to the bed, and slept till this morning."
There was nothing wrong with her words, but when she finished, she sounded a little guilty. He pretended to be calm and asked, "Did the rain disturb you?"
"No, no." She shook her head like a rattle, looked over, and then looked away again. "I was asleep and didn't hear anything."
He was not there, so how could she sleep as deeply as she did now? She was clearly lying, his face was red with suspicion, he felt that his tall figure had become shorter in front of her, he also felt that he was disgraced by what he had done, but there was nothing he could do about it. The night was fragrant, but he could only hang there dry, having spent so much time accumulating and drinking too much last night, causing his body to burn so much that he had no choice but to comply with his inner desires.
She could tell that he was a little embarrassed so she quickly changed the topic, "Your Highness, you should start from today and return to the yamen. With Yue Gui and the others accompanying me, it's fine. If you miss me, then come back to visit."
Morong Gan grunted, and drooped his eyes as he looked at the porridge in the bowl, "Your mental state is not bad, and after eating so much, you still don't want to puke. Looks like pregnancy is over. I'll go to the yamen to take a look. If there's nothing else, then I'll come back. "
"Don't be in such a hurry to come back. It's raining and it's inconvenient for you to come back," Bai Qianfan said.
"Then call Doctor Wei over to check if the pregnancy is over. You haven't had much to eat these few days, so let's get Qi Hong to make more dishes at noon. Open your mouth wide and eat."
Bai Qianfan also stood up, "Your Highness, are you going over now? I'll send you off."
"No need," he said, coming over to press her shoulder and somehow taking her in his arms, not wanting to leave, staying by her side as he had done the other day, at her command, under her little temper, feeling good, like a husband of the common people, afraid of the inside, and as long as she was happy it was all right for him to be wronged by the idea.
Bai Qianfan's mouth was full of soup, she was afraid that it would stick to his Robe and raised his head as much as possible. With a kowtow of her big hand, he pushed her head down and placed it on his chest.
Her voice was low as she said, "I didn't wipe my mouth."
He chuckled lightly and let go of her, looking straight into her eyes. They were husband and wife, so what if she saw his ugly state? This was perfect for her to know his problem!
She was a bit embarrassed and refused to look him in the eye. She glanced to the side, and he lifted her chin with a teasing smile, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I didn't see it. Next time I'll let you see it for real."
Shocked, she opened her mouth wide like a trumpet flower. He took the opportunity to kiss her, gently pestering her …
Someone in the yard stretched their neck to look, but a delicate hand pulled their ear behind a tree. "What happened last night? Where did you go? "
Jia Tong screamed in pain, "Let go, my ears are going to fall off, they're really going to fall off …"
Lv He released her hand, her pretty face revealing a sullen look, "Quickly tell me, where did you go last night? Why did this grandpa return so late? "
Jia Tong rubbed his ears, and said grievingly: "Didn't the prince go to the crown prince's place? I drank too much, so I came back late."
"What about you? You drank too much?"
"I... "I drank too much too …" Jia Tong took a step back as he spoke, he looked at her warily and said, "Don't make any more moves, the prince is right inside the room. When I call out, your face doesn't look good."
Lv He laughed, "Is it that my face isn't good, or your face isn't good? Don't go wrong. " She took a step closer. "Let me ask you, when the prince was drinking, you did not stand guard by and instead went off to drink?"
"Li, Li Xiaolu, you have to pull me to drink, the crown prince said something, and the prince agreed, so …"
Lv He moved his leg, wanting to kick his heart like a prince. Jia Tong was so scared, his body shrank, "Lv He, you are a girl, don't learn …"
Lv He harrumphed, "I won't kick you now even if I have to, I will remember this debt first, and then we will settle it together." From the corner of her eyes, she saw Morong Gan walking out of the door, "Go, this grandpa has come out. Be more careful and be a servant.
Jia Tong sighed as he replied, but was not in a hurry to leave. He asked, "Wifey, have you considered about the marriage? Your highness is about to become a father … "
Lv He rolled her eyes at him, "What are you red-eyed for, you don't even have a proper look, and you still want to be a father? With a twist of his neck, he turned around and left.
Jia Tong looked at Lv He's twisted waist and swallowed her saliva. He suppressed his anger and said: "Little girl, remember this, we will see the truth in the bridal room!"
"What are you muttering about?" Morong Gan walked over and glanced at him, "I heard you drank too much last night?"
"Yes," Jia Tong said anxiously, "This subordinate will go get the board."
"There's no need for that. This King is also getting drunk," Morong Gan said as he leisurely walked in the wetland which had just stopped raining. "The crown prince is getting drunk as well.
"When this subordinate came over, Li Xiaolu told me that the crown prince had gotten drunk last night and wasn't feeling well this morning."
"Oh?" Morong Gan said, "The crown prince is injured, I have to go and see him, and ask the Doctor Wei to go and take a look as well."
Jia Tong said: "Your highness, I forgot, there is a doctor at Prince, I have already seen him, there is nothing wrong, he just drank too much."
Morong Gan asked, "Is Ning Jiu back yet?"
"Not yet. The heavy rain has probably delayed our journey. The encampment is not far away from the city, and we will only be back in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Don't worry, Your Highness."
The master and servant talked as they walked, and when Morong Gan passed by the embroidery building, he hastily took a glance at it. The embroidery building gave off a desolate and desolate feeling, and when he thought about what Bai Qianfan did last night, he shook his head and headed towards the courtyard.