Chapter 67 I'll chat with you

  Qing Sang did not get out of bed all day, so in the evening the door was not bolted from the inside.

  Logically, there should be someone on duty outside.

  In the darkness, Qing Sang saw a tall and thin figure enter the room, quietly closing the door behind him.

  "Is it you, Prince Consort?" Qing Sang asked

  "Did I wake you up?" asked Fu Xi

  Hearing a familiar voice, Qing Sang let out a sigh of relief.

  "No, I've been sleeping all day, and now I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight," Qing Sang said with a sigh.

  Fu Xi used a fire starter to light the candles in the room and saw Qing Tong lying weakly on the bed. Her faint breathing and pitiful appearance made Fu Xi's heart ache, wishing he could bear all her suffering. This inexplicable emotion made him restless, so he spent the whole night entangled in whether or not to return. He feared that seeing Qing Tong would intensify his emotions, making it hard for him to control himself. However, when he drank with some generals, their jests inadvertently brought Fu Xi back. They thought their prince was tired of the new princess and didn't want to spend the night with her, so they went drinking and having fun instead. Fu Xi couldn't bear to let them misunderstand Qing Tong like that, and also worried that Qing Tong would be in danger if she stayed alone in the mansion. The tragic scene of those palace maids and eunuchs who died a few days ago was still fresh in his memory. No matter what, this Northern State was not peaceful after all.

  In the end, he still came back

  He pulled out the quilt that had been hidden away, spread it on the ground, and lay down. Fu Xi said, "Wasn't I just scaring you? If you can't sleep, I'll keep you company and chat with you."

  Qing Sang listened, her eyes turned red, and she almost shed tears.

  Ever since leaving for Beijiang, it seemed like her life was no longer her own. There were assassins on the road and hidden dangers in Beijiang. In just a few days, Qing Sang felt like she had lived through several centuries. She was always on edge, and the child in her belly was causing trouble, making her heart hang in suspense. At night, when it was quiet and she was alone in the empty house, how could she not be afraid? When she heard Fu Xi say something so intimate, she felt a pang in her heart, touching the most vulnerable chord. Her originally lonely and desolate heart began to feel fulfilled.

  People always need kinship

  Yes, here, Xī Cǎo Xiāng ān is just like Qīng Bì, they are all her relatives.

  "Empress Dowager came again in the evening," said Qing Sang.

  "Oh? Why? Does she know about your pregnancy?" Xú Xī asked anxiously.

  "No, it's not that. It's just that there are guards who often go outside to catch people selling jewelry, thinking they're thieves, and then hand them over to the Grand Consort. Later, it was discovered that it was a misunderstanding. Our household has no surplus funds, so Qing Xiang took her own jewelry and had Chang An sell it. Just as the Grand Consort arrived, she said that starting tomorrow, you will go to the Yan clan for training, and your salary will be according to the second-grade general's stipend. And the monthly salaries of the few servants she assigned to us will be paid by her household." Qing Xiang then spoke about the Northern Rong's palace system again.

  Fu Xi listened, sat up, and with a hangover from the wine he had drunk at night, his head throbbing in pain, he said dejectedly: "It's still my fault, letting you all live in such a difficult life. And what about those few servants? How can they be supported by the Grand Consort's residence? Since it's the custom of Beijiang for grown princes to support themselves, if we let the Grand Consort's residence support our people, won't that make us a laughing stock?"

  Qing Sang knew that the mansion was short of money and had to rely on others for support. Telling Fu Xi this would definitely hurt his pride, but since they were living together here, not telling him wasn't an option either. Moreover, Qing Sang could only lie in bed now and couldn't move around, so many things in the mansion still had to be decided by Fu Xi.

  "You're overthinking, we've been busy all the way here and only just arrived a few days ago, how could we have time to deal with those people the empress sent us? Most of them are useless anyway. I was thinking of finding an opportunity to return a few of them." Qing Sheng heard that the mansion had run out of silver, so she thought of taking advantage of the situation to return some of the slaves. But Gu Li Ai seemed to be anticipating this move and immediately said that these people were all under her care, doing work for the mansion but receiving pay from Gu Li Ai herself. So wasn't Gu Li Ai still the one in charge? How could Qing Sheng grasp onto anything?"

  "Uh, you're not feeling well, take a good rest for the next few days. I'll take care of things at home. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Empress Dowager's place and ask her to give us this month's silver allowance first, so we can make ends meet. Besides, you need to nourish your body, and you're not used to eating Northern food, so we'll have to buy some rice and noodles from the market." Fu Xi rubbed his temples.

  Under the faint candlelight, Qing Sang lay on her side, looking at Fu Xi who was sitting on the bedding on the ground, and said softly: "Hmm, you're going to the Yan tribe, take care of yourself too, drink less wine, it's bad for your health if you drink too much."

  Fu Xi was dazed for a moment, rubbing his temples with his hand suddenly stopped, after a while, he asked: "Your... me?"

  "Of course!" Qing Sang said without hesitation. The two of them shouldered the same mission, having been half-deceived and half-coerced by Emperor Hongjing to come to Beijiang, so it was only natural that they would care for each other.

  A glimmer of joy flashed in Hu Xi's eyes, but was immediately covered by a deeper sorrow.

  "The Yao village is not far from here, and we can get there in less than an hour on horseback. The grasslands there are endless and very beautiful. Once you're feeling better, I'll take you there." Xú Huì lay down, looking up at the dark roof of the house, saying

  Qing Sang replied: "Good"

  "Are you sleepy?" asked Fu Xi

  Qing Sang still didn't feel sleepy, but she didn't want to drag Fu Xi down with her, knowing he was tired.

  "Ah, take a rest," said Qing Sang.

  Fuxi blew out the candle, and both of them fell into darkness.

  After a while, without hearing Fu Xi's voice, Qing Sang thought he had fallen asleep. Suddenly, in the darkness, came an empty and certain voice: "The dam tribe is not far away, I will come back every day to accompany you, so you won't be afraid."

  Qing Sang didn't answer at this time, she really didn't know what to say. Besides being touched, what else was there to say?

  It's daylight, Fu Xi got up and put away his bedding, then opened the door to let Cao Xiang in.

  "Chang An, I saw him standing guard outside the door last night." Fu Xi asked while washing his face.

  "Slave came early and let him go back to sleep," Cao Xiang said, "Does the son-in-law have something to look for him?"

  Fu Xi shook her head, washed her face and cleaned her hands. With Cao Xiang's help, she combed her hair and then headed to the Empress Dowager's place. Before leaving, she turned back to remind Cao Xiang to give Qing Sang more good food. Cao Xiang nodded repeatedly.

  Qing Sang watched his back as he walked out of the house door.

  Fu Xi heard from Qing Sang last night that the government had no money, and he wanted to ask Chang An in detail, but Chang An was on duty all night and must have just fallen asleep. Fu Xi didn't go to wake him up and went straight to the Grand Consort's residence.

  Qing Sang had just sat down on the bed to eat a bowl of red date porridge when Wang Mu brought over her monthly allowance. It seemed that Fu Xi had gone to ask Empress Dowager, and she had agreed.

  Look at that meager amount of silver and two bags of grain, Qing Sang couldn't help but sigh. It seems that the economy of Beijun is indeed not good, the salary of these two high-ranking officials can't even compare to that of a fifth-rank official in Xuan Chao

  The young master is not feeling well, his spirit is not good. For the time being, he doesn't have the energy to deal with financial matters, so let Cai Xiang take charge of it first and issue an order that for the next few days, the household expenses will be managed by Cai Xiang, and wait for the son-in-law to return before making a decision.

  The fragrance of grass didn't think Qing Sang would trust her so much, and that feeling of being moved was self-evident.

  After settling the matter of money, Qing Sang wanted to see Qing Bi. This was probably her greatest wish since coming to Bei Rong. Now that she had finally rescued Qing Bi from Jiao Luo's hands, but hadn't seen him for two whole days, how could Qing Sang not be anxious?

  "The slave went to invite Qingbi Miss over, and Chu Taoyi repeatedly instructed that the princess cannot get out of bed for a few days" Cao Xiang interrupted.

  Qing Sang was also afraid of this move, the child would not be able to keep it. In her previous life, she had experienced lying in bed for several months to protect her fetus in an orphanage where she grew up with Mei Yan. It was just like that, and for the first three months, she could only lie in bed. She didn't expect that when it came to herself, she would also have to do so. Unfortunately, the medical skills of this era were not as good as those of her previous life, and she was afraid...

  Qing Sang didn't want to think about it anymore, and just hoped that she and her unborn child could make it through each day. Maybe with heaven's blessing, the child would be able to hold on until a full-term birth. With this thought in mind, Qing Sang carefully followed Dr. Zhu's medical orders, cooperating fully with his treatment.

  Lying on the bed, stroking her belly, thinking about some worries, she saw Cao Xiang enter the room and say with a lowered head: "Princess, Qingbi has arrived."

  Qingbi lowered her head and followed Cao Xiang's back with a humble attitude, slowly entering the house.

  "The slave and servant girl greets Your Highness" Qingbi knelt down to pay her respects

  Qing Shao's face turned red, and tears fell as he said in a tight voice: "Get up quickly, get up quickly"

  Qingbi finally got up

  She gave a hint with her eyes, and Cao Xiang left the room, closing the door behind her.

  "Second sister," Qing Sang softly called out

  "No, no, princess, I dare not" Qingbi did not dare to recognize her

  Qing Sang couldn't help but lift the quilt, holding onto the bed frame to get out of bed. Qing Bi looked up and saw her, quickly rushing over to support her. "Your Highness, be careful with your body."

  The green silk flows onto the bedside, embracing the jade pendant, sobbing uncontrollably

  Qingbi couldn't care about being cautious anymore, and hugged Qing Sang tightly. The two sisters held each other and wept.

  Girls,