Chapter 14: Rejecting Burial

If he hadn’t been told by Jian Lai before, Mosheng would probably have started cursing at this moment.

Who was talking nonsense!

But Jian Lai had sternly warned him to cooperate.

So Mosheng didn’t dare to talk nonsense at this moment, although he blamed Jian Lai for scaring people in his heart.

He felt that the Princess Consort was a very nice person.

Zhi Zi was especially good, why bully her.

In order to comfort Zhi Zi, Mosheng hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: “Although it may indeed be like this, but don’t worry, it’s not without hope!”

“What hope?” Zhi Zi didn’t understand.

Just hearing that there was indeed a burial, her heart had sunk.

Poor girl, how did she jump into such a fire pit.

No, run, she had to run.

This time, if the Miss didn’t run, she would have to drag the Miss to run away.

“It is said that even if something happens to the Prince, it must be that the Princess Consort has no children, then… the Princess Consort can have a child.”

Zhi Zi subconsciously thought, have a child with whom?

Fortunately, she always kept her mouth shut, so she didn’t blurt out these words.

It couldn’t be the Prince, right.

Wasn’t the Prince paralyzed in bed?

Could he still have children?

But this topic was obviously not suitable for discussing with Mosheng, so she remained silent.

Mosheng thought that she hadn’t understood his implication, and he felt that it was necessary to clarify for the Prince, although the Prince was paralyzed, he was still a normal man.

Really, he could testify!

“The Princess Consort has already married the Prince, she will definitely have children,” Mosheng said implicitly, “Although at the moment, the Prince may not be able to accept it for a while, he will accept it sooner or later.”

The wedding night would come, and there would be children.

“But the Prince’s body…”

Although she felt a little ashamed, Zhi Zi didn’t hesitate to ask what she should ask.

“The Prince’s body is fine!” Mosheng was about to pat his chest and guarantee, “I have always served the Prince personally, I know!”

Zhi Zi looked at him with some horror.

Mosheng belatedly said: “No, no, don’t misunderstand. I have been serving the Prince since he was injured, so I know.”

Whether a man was okay or not, there were traces to follow. For example, getting up early, washing pants…

So Mosheng felt that if Jiang Li could conceive children for Prince Ping, so that he would have someone to succeed him, it was also something to look forward to.

Zhi Zi’s heart was a little messed up, and didn’t want to continue this topic, so she asked Mosheng what Prince Ping liked to eat.

She did things properly and thoughtfully, not only making breakfast for Prince Ping, but also for Jian Lai and Mosheng.

Mosheng drank the porridge and muttered to Jian Lai: “I think the Princess Consort and Zhi Zi are very good, are we too unkind to scare them like that?”

“It’s just to make them a little more peaceful, so as not to cause trouble,” Jian Lai said coldly.

Mosheng thought about it, it didn’t seem to cause any substantial harm to people.

He asked Jian Lai again: “Do you think we can persuade the Prince and the Princess Consort to consummate their marriage?”

“No.”

Mosheng: “…Can’t you think of a way? It would be great if the Prince had a child left behind.”

“Do you think you have too much on your body?”

“What?”

“You’re so talkative and like to meddle in the affairs of the room, you should be castrated to replace Wang Jingrong.”

Mosheng protected his crotch.

Jian Lai was really fierce!

He dared to do what he said!

Jian Lai lowered his head to eat, the world was finally quiet, allowing him to taste the long-lost normal food.

Zhi Zi told Jiang Li everything Mosheng said.

Including the “Prince is okay” part, although she was shy, she didn’t dare to hide it, for fear that Jiang Li would be unprepared and be plotted against.

Jiang Li said, have a child with Prince Ping to survive?

Forget it, she could run by herself.

Just after eating, Jiang Li went out and saw Mosheng cleaning up the dishes and coming out of Prince Ping’s room.

Seeing her, Mosheng smiled and saluted, the dishes on the tray swaying from side to side with his movements.

Jiang Li: “No need, no need to be polite, no need to be so polite in the future.”

“This servant is sincerely grateful to the Princess Consort. After the Princess Consort came, this servant can finally eat his fill!”

Jiang Li: “…It’s good to be full, it’s good to be full.”

Stop crying if you’re full.

Day after day, the person hasn’t died yet, no need to rehearse the funeral beforehand.

And you’ve been rehearsing for so long, you should have practiced well.

Mosheng was familiar with her, and had already started asking her what to eat for lunch.

Jiang Li said: “There are still a lot of things in the kitchen, the fish and meat can’t be stored, there should still be fish and meat these two days.”

In other words, there wouldn’t be any in a few days.

“That’s good, that’s good,” Mosheng said with a smile.

Jiang Li thought, he didn’t understand what was meant by “in other words” at all.

As a former crown prince, how could Prince Ping have such a simple-minded page by his side?

“Princess Consort, you’re new here and not familiar with everything, just call me if you need anything.”

Jiang Li wasn’t polite either, “That’s good, you wash the dishes first, and if you’re free, take me to see the next yard in a while.”

“The next yard?” Mosheng looked at Jiang Li in surprise, his eyes horrified, “Princess Consort, are you moving out?”

Jiang Li: …

She felt that if she said “yes”, Mosheng would start crying again.

Women are made of water, men are made of mud, then is Mosheng a mix?

Jiang Li felt that she was made of cement, cement sealing her heart…

“I want to see if I can open up a piece of land next door to grow vegetables.”

She had repeatedly thought about it last night, the situation in the royal mansion was a mess, and she had completely offended Wang Jingrong.

No matter what she did, Wang Jingrong would probably make trouble.

So these vegetables still had to be planted under her nose.

“Grow vegetables?” Mosheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded like a chicken pecking rice, “Okay, okay, okay!”

The Princess Consort could even grow vegetables, she was simply omnipotent.

Was she a fairy sent by God to save the Prince from the fire and water?

Mosheng quickly took Jiang Li and her servants to the next door.

The next yard was slightly smaller than the main yard, square and upright, and weeds grew luxuriantly in the gaps between the floor tiles, indicating that no one had come for a long time.

There was a pomegranate tree in the northeast corner of the yard, covered with small lantern-like grinning pomegranates, growing well, and many had fallen on the ground, quietly rotting.

Apart from that, there was really nothing else to find in the yard.

“Those pomegranates are sour, so no one wants them.”

Jiang Li looked at it, and the only thing that could be used was the weed-covered flower bed in the center of the yard, which wasn’t very big.

But if she planted vegetables, she could use it.

So Jiang Li said “okay” and then rolled up her sleeves and started pulling weeds.

Mosheng watched in stunned silence.

This Princess Consort really did the work!

The Princess Consort was working, how could he stand by and watch?

Mosheng rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help, although he was a little scared – he couldn’t, he was afraid of being embarrassed.

At this moment, Jian Lai’s voice came from next door: “Mosheng, come back.”

Mosheng quickly agreed, “Oh, coming, coming.”

He had a bad feeling in his heart and ran out in a hurry.