Reborn After Widowhood

Chapter 4

After breakfast, Hua Yang strolled around the small courtyard of Siyi Hall.

This was really a small square courtyard, with all the rooms visible.

There was a locust tree planted in the middle of the yard that was obviously transplanted not long ago. The main trunk was as thick as a barrel. Half a person’s height above the ground it branched out into three leg-thick secondary trunks, growing and winding in different directions. The crisscrossing branches were higher than the roof of the house, and the green leaves were layered on top of each other. In midsummer, under the tree was the coolest place in the entire yard.

Hua Yang raised her head, and the bright morning light filtered through the gaps in the leaves, causing her to squint her eyes slightly.

Chen Jingzong was clearly not here, but she seemed to see him standing by the tree, leaning against the trunk, holding a bunch of white flowers in his hand, while stuffing the petals into his mouth and chewing them, and asked her condescendingly: “This is locust flower. Princess, do you want to try?”

At that time, Hua Yang despised him. Seeing that he actually ate flower petals raw, she felt that this man was extremely boorish and looked nothing like a son of the Chen family.

She ignored Chen Jingzong and turned back to the house.

Looking back now, Hua Yang was calmer. He died so tragically, so what if he caught pheasants and chew wild flowers while he was still alive?

The courtyard was like this. There were two simple small cross yards behind the east and west wing. The east wing its cross yard were specially used for washing and drying clothes, and the west wing was for her four maids to live.

Hua Yang walked to the Moon Gate in the east cross yard. She didn’t intend to go in, just swept it causally and saw Chen Jingzong’s wet middle coat.

She thought of what Zhen’er said that Chen Jingzong washed and dried this clothes himself.

Even though he was shameless, he didn’t throw the clothes stained with that thing to her maid.

Hua Yang was about to walk away when her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Last night, Chen Jingzong, that “hungry ghost”, ate her for at least half an hour.

That thing was like a tight-mouthed water bag. Although most of it was held inside, who could guarantee that he didn’t spill any at all?

Her face changed slightly, and Hua Yang hurried back to the inner room.

She didn’t call Chao Yun in, and closed the door. Hua Yang walked to the two small trunks placed in the Babu bed, squatted down, and opened one of them.

Inside were her commonly used jewelry, as well as a small cyan porcelain bottle with three bean-sized pills in it.

There were all kinds of rare and exotic treasures in the palace, including all kinds of miraculous elixirs.

Among the concubines in the harem, some hope to conceive dragon seeds, while others do not.

The former was easy to understand. If you conceive dragon seeds, even if it was just a princess, you would be stable for the rest of your life.

As for the group of people who didn’t want to have children, there were many reasons. Either they didn’t like the emperor and were so disgusted that they don’t even want to conceive dragon seeds, or they have already given birth to enough dragons and were eager to sleep with the emperor to invite favor or to keep in shape. There was also the most daring kind, which were some unloved concubines who thought of some spring due to loneliness and took risks to hook up with some guards. This kind only wanted to seek pleasure so naturally must try every means to avoid pregnancy.