"Fu'er, why did you come?" Crown Prince Ming Lung hastily stood up and opened the door, helping his pregnant wife inside.
"Fu'er, you have to take care of your body. Don't come out after it gets dark and damp."
"Your Highness, I am worried about you." Su Fu held her husband's hand and sat down with him at the table. "I know what happened in the royal study today. Your Highness, you must not get irrational. As long as there is life, there is hope. Before you do anything, think about Fu'er and our unborn child."
"Yes." Crown Prince Ming Lung hugged his wife's shoulders and nodded. "Fu'er, don't worry. I won't topple that easily."
Mister Zhuang nodded in gratification. "This old official will go contact some people. These couple of days, Your Highnesses should remain inside Chengyuan Palace."
"This crown prince will be troubling you, Mister Zhuang. I await your good news."
