Ji Zhenzhu looked at Ning Sisheng's back as she left, lay on the collapse and cried bitterly. At this moment, she was extremely regretful of her decision.

As soon as you enter the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea.

She should have listened to her father and avoided Ning Sisheng's entanglement.

If she didn't enter the palace, her father would definitely find a married woman with a similar family background for her. She would not have the same things today.

She thought she was different, and she thought she was a different existence to the prince.

But... all things today made her know that there was nothing different.

Qingling came over to persuade Ji Zhenzhu: "Empress, the prince has serious things to do, and you are about to give birth now, which is really not suitable for long journeys. The prince must have taken this into consideration, so he allowed you to raise your baby in the palace."

Ji Zhenzhu still couldn't stop crying after hearing this.

Qingling was anxious to watch from the side, but no matter how anxious she was, she didn't dare to say what she was thinking.

She knew about the previous board that except her, everyone else here was sent by Luo's family.

It would be fine if she said something to Ji Zhenzhu, after all, the two of them were one mind, but if these words reached Luo's ears, even if she would not be beaten to death by sticks, she would inevitably suffer some hardship.

Qingling is not afraid of being beaten, she is afraid that she will be beaten and will not be able to serve Ji Zhenzhu. By then, Ji Zhenzhu will be really isolated and helpless.

Looking at Ji Zhenzhu lying on the collapse and crying, a trace of heartache flashed in Qingling's eyes.

"Empress, stop crying. Your servant wants to cry too. Moreover, it is not good for your eyes when you cry like this. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the little prince in your stomach. You cry like this, it is not good for your children, so you dare not hold on like this."

Qingling said, stuffed the handkerchief she had prepared in advance under Ji Zhenzhu's pillow, and gently pulled La Ji Zhenzhu, confirming that she felt relieved when she saw it.

Ji Zhenzhu cried after hearing Qingling's words.

Qingling said to the other people: "The concubine is going to sleep. Don't bother her here, let her have a good rest in the room."

So everyone retreated. Ji Zhenzhu walked to the bed, put down the mosquito net, and then pulled a handkerchief out of her sleeve. It turned out that Qingling was secretly stuffing it in when she was persuading her.

She opened the handkerchief and saw that Qingling secretly wrote a few words: Escape, Luo.

Ji Zhenzhu felt nervous.

She knew that if His Royal Highness was in the palace, she would have a chance to live while giving birth.

But now the prince is out doing business and may not be sure when he will come back.

When he comes back, the best news is that the child is alive, she dies, and even worse, she is a corpse and two lives, and none of them can be saved.

If she wants both mother and son to be at peace, she cannot give birth under Luo's nose.

But if she wants to escape, where can she escape?

Ji Zhenzhu's hand was tightly pinching the veil, and she kept thinking about her way out.

But now she is in this deep palace, how can she escape?

After thinking about it, she could only ask Qingling to think of a solution, it would be best if she could talk to her father.

With worries, Ji Zhenzhu had to lie down and fall asleep.

But after tossing and turning, she couldn't sleep.

How lively and free the self I used to be.
Chapter completed!