Chapter 72 My Wings Aren’t Always Delicate And I’m Willing To Share The Burden With You (1)

Spring has passed and summer was coming; the weather was gradually becoming warmer.

The fourth concubine in State Duke Residence, Guo Jingyan, caressed the slight bump on her stomach. She was fanning herself and idly eating the snacks on the table.

This was her second pregnancy and she had a miscarriage during her first one, within the first three months. Therefore, she was extra cautious and careful this time.

She suddenly saw the first lady, Huang Tingyu, walking over and she hurriedly stood up to welcome her arrival.

The two held each other’s hands and greeted one another before sitting in their respective seats.

Huang Tingyu is the wife of the Crown Prince of the State Duke Residence, Yu Family’s eldest daughter-in-law, and the future first lady of the residence.

She was in her thirties and held a graceful and steady manner, attaining the ways of housekeeper and respecting everyone. She treated her younger siblings and brother’s wives with respect and love, taking on the role model of a sister-in-law.

They had just sat down when she earnestly asked. “Are you feeling better today? Do you still have severe morning sickness?”

“I have no idea which demon had reincarnated in my stomach but the baby has been tormenting me so much that I have been unable to eat anything.” Guo Jingyan said distressed, “Today’s pancakes, however, are quite to my taste. I was able to eat a few.”

Huang Tingyu stared at the bluish green plate which held a few exquisite-looking pastries, made into different flowers. It was exquisitely made, dainty, and delicate, making people drool at the sight.

“It looks quite beautiful and lovely, not like the ones made at home. I’m guessing your fourth uncle loves you dearly and ordered people to buy the pastries from outside. It’s either from Shiyu Hall or Jiuxiang Building.”

“Sister-in-law, you’ve got it wrong this time. Recently, there was a newly opened pastry store on the west street called the December Mooncakes Store. These are their signature pastries called the December Cake. It’s very difficult to buy it as lines would form from the west street to east street every morning. Xing Zhang ordered for a servant to go early in the morning to line up and they didn’t return until the afternoon.” Guo Jingpin pushed the plate over and said, “Sister-in-law, you can have a taste and see.”

Once Huang Tingyu heard this, she choked on tea and coughed for a good while. She took out her handkerchief, covering her mouth and revealing a strange expression.

“Make sure to eat the pastries in the room and you must not let mother see this.”

“How come?”

“So it seems like you didn’t know. This is that woman’s business.”

“Which woman?” Guo Jingyan was stunned before she came to a realization. She widened her eyes and gesticulated with her hands. “Is it her?”

Huang Tingyu adjusted her breathing and fixed her appearance. She looked at her and said, “Exactly her. Right now, mother is angry so don’t get on her nerves during dinner.”

Then, she started to ponder over the current situation right now. In the afternoon, mother sent the third sister-in-law over to see what was going on and they still had no idea. It was an errand that both parties dislike having to do; they needed to be alert to prevent themselves from being implicated.

Guo Jing was speechless momentarily before replying, “Thank you sister-in-law for reminding me.”

She patted the crumbs of the pastries off her hands and said in disdain, “With a figure like fifth uncle, I would’ve expected him to be enchanted by a gorgeous and magnificent woman. Who knew that he had his eyes on the daughter of a businessman. It’s the biggest joke I’ve ever heard.”

“It was also odd.” Huang Tingyu said, “A few days ago, Prince Yan had went to Fengxiang in an overbearing manner and I was aware of the situation. Who knew that the moment he came back, it seems like his whole attitude had changed; he even started to speak for fifth uncle.”

“I know right? Even second uncle and sister-in-law Qing Lian wrote letters hinting that they were on his side. I wonder what type of a woman she is. It’s making me curious now.”

During dinner, the people at the dining table of the State Duke Residence were extremely quiet.

Lady Guo who sat at the center of the table had a darkened expression on her face and one could tell she wasn’t in a good mood. No one wanted to get on her bad side so they hastily ate and left.