Chapter 1102: We Need to Work Harder "Then let's go earlier, at least to talk to Nan Yao. She must be very upset right now." "I'll go to the study and write a letter of recommendation first." "My husband, do you want me to help you grind the ink?" "That couldn't be better." Fu Ciyi pinched her shoulder, his voice soft, "But it's probably better for your body to lie down and rest." After hearing what he said, Yan Funing became angry: "It's all your fault." It still hurts. The pain made her gasp when she thought about it now. Fu Ciyi reached through the bed curtain, took the ointment from the bedside table, and got into bed. "Hey." She held him down, "What?" "Apply the medicine, my lady, be good."

The pain was in her body and in his heart. Yan Funing covered her face: "Hurry up." "It won't be quick." A low and deep voice came from under the quilt, as if restraining something, "Applying medicine is a delicate job." Yan Funing couldn't persuade him, so she let him do what he wanted. After a while, Fu Ciyi poked his head out from under the quilt, holding a night-shining pearl and a box of ointment in his hand: "Madam, rest more today and walk more slowly." "understood." There were things to do, and she had to go to the palace to accompany Nan Yao. Even though she was too lazy to lie down, Yan Funing still got up. The couple had breakfast and went to the study. Before Fu Ciyi sat down, he first pulled a chair to the side of the desk, took out a cushion and put it down, then motioned for his wife to sit down. Seeing him so considerate, Yan Funing couldn't help but smile. There was no one else in the study, so she said bluntly: "You know how to care for others now, why don't you care for me at night?" "Don't I mean that I love you?" Fu Ciyi sat down leisurely, his handsome face showing a slight change of expression. She understood the meaning of the words as soon as she heard it. If she wants her to be kind to others, it means that he should not think about doing that with her. And his love for her was literally hurting her. She was really embarrassed and angry, but couldn't get angry, so she glared at him and finally rolled up her sleeves to help him grind the ink. Fu Ciyi spread out the paper and weighed it down with a paperweight. When she had ground the ink almost thoroughly, she took a brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing. Yan Funing was curious: "In fact, my husband can just tell the Ministry of Personnel. Besides, Wen Feng was transferred back to the capital because of his meritorious service as the county magistrate of Ling County." "Writing a letter of recommendation is more formal, and it will give the Ministry of Personnel time to consider it. It also gives me room to discuss with them. It is not to use my status to pressure others. Besides, I am only the Prince of Rui, not the Crown Prince who is the regent." "I see. You and my second brother have thought it through carefully."

Fu Ciyi chuckled and shook his head: "Your second brother originally wanted to become the Prime Minister of the Cabinet." "When you were the Prime Minister, did my second brother envy you? Is that why he has this goal now?" "Who among those who can enter the cabinet would not set the position of Prime Minister as their goal?" "That's true." Yan Funing nodded, "My second brother is well-educated, has learned good calligraphy, and is also good at painting. He has made a lot of achievements in his official career. Your Highness Prince Rui, please work harder and let my second brother achieve his wish." "My lady is begging me?" "Is this a request? I am just discussing with His Highness." She lowered her eyes and continued grinding the ink. Fu Ciyi finished writing the recommendation letter, and then wrote a few words on the envelope beside him, and quickly put down his pen: "It's something that requires more effort. Some things can be done easily, while some things may require many twists and turns." "Ah?" Yan Funing was puzzled. "Then please explain in detail, Your Highness." "My lady, please come back soon. How about three times tonight?" It would be a great blessing for him to work harder on this matter. Yan Funing widened her eyes, put down the ink stick, stood up and left. Fu Ciyi picked up the written recommendation letter on the desk, then picked up the envelope, folded the letter paper and put it in as he walked: "Why is the princess angry?" She couldn't walk fast enough, and he caught up with her in the blink of an eye. Just as she was about to say something, a servant passed by and greeted her: "Your Highness, Princess." Yan Funing had no choice but to purse her lips and stare with her autumn-water eyes at the tall man in front of her who was a head taller than her. Fu Ciyi's lips curved up as he called Fu Xi over: "Go to the Ministry of Personnel." "Yes, Your Highness." Fu Xi took the letter with both hands and walked away. After the servants around had gone far away, Yan Funing raised her hand and pinched someone's face: "Can you have some shame?" "What did my wife say? How come I don't understand?" Fu Ciyi held her small hand in his palm, he looked so elegant and noble, where was the reckless Meng in the night? She laughed angrily. "Didn't my lady say that she wanted to go to the palace to accompany Nan Yao? Then why are you leaving now?" "Ah." The couple went back to their room to change their clothes, and then headed straight to the palace. When they arrived, the hall where palace banquets were usually held was full of busy figures, obviously preparing for a banquet for the delegation. "Let's go to Nanyao Palace first." Fu Ciyi asked her in a low voice, "Does it still hurt when you walk?" "It's okay, don't ask all the time." This kind of thing is always embarrassing. If someone finds out and asks her about it, how will she answer?

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from behind: "Fu Ning." The voice sounded familiar. Yan Funing turned around and saw Pang Anmeng and Jin Lingcen coming together. She hurriedly took a few quick steps, forgetting her physical discomfort, and soon came to Pang Anmeng: "Why did you come to Beijing? Why didn't you inform me earlier?" Fu Ciyi was startled. I told her to walk slowly, but she walked so fast. Endure the pain just for Pang Anmeng? Let’s not talk about Jin Lingcen for now. Although I felt unhappy, I still followed slowly. Pang Anmeng held Yan Funing's hand and said excitedly, "I arrived last night. I originally wanted to visit Prince Rui's Mansion today, but I didn't expect to receive news of a banquet in the palace early in the morning. I thought that if I came early, maybe I could meet you." "Although we are in the southwest, we know all the important events in the capital. You and His Highness are really smart. You have found out everything that happened so long ago." After saying this, he hugged Yan Funing affectionately. The two women hugged each other, Fu Ciyi and Jin Lingcen looked at each other and could only smile. Sensing something, Yan Funing quickly and gently pushed Pang Anmeng away and stared at her belly with joy: "You're pregnant?!" "Yeah." Pang Anmeng shook her head and patted her not-so-prominent belly. "So, did we win?" “Don’t shoot like that.” "It's okay, I'm still strong." "She is the daughter of a general after all." Yan Funing held her wrist and felt her pulse. After a moment, she exclaimed, "Three months?" "Well, a little over three months." Pang Anmeng laughed, "Fu Ning, are you pregnant? Can't you tell me if it's not three months yet?" I lowered my eyes and saw that her belly was so flat. Even if she was pregnant, it would only be a month at most. Yan Funing smiled and shook her head: "No, you and the prince won." Pang Anmeng nudged Jin Lingcen with his elbow: "Listen, Fu Ning said we won." Jin Lingcen couldn't help but complain: "Fu Ning, you know she forced me to drink the tonic soup every day in order to win this competition. I said I didn't have to drink it, but she forced me to drink it." "You are someone who gets uncomfortable with the local climate when you go out, so you need to take supplements." Pang Anmeng touched her belly, "Luckily he worked hard and made me pregnant." Turning his head to look at Fu Ciyi, he said, "Your Highness needs to work harder." Thanks to Baozi for the monthly tickets: 嫣然一笑_db (2 tickets), 与风寄晴 (2 tickets), book friend 20241017694_CD! Thanks to Baozi for the red sleeve tickets: Xiaodai (5 tickets)!