The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Wang Shi'an was taken aback at first.

His handsome face immediately turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He quickly realized that what he was doing would only make him more embarrassed, so he simply raised his hand to cover his face and turned his back.

This self-deceiving behavior only made Zhang Bihua laugh even more.

On the other side of the screen, Zhou Wanru, who had put down Yuan Nian's book, was still scolding him: "I told you to hold a child, and you held him like a firecracker. You can't even hold a child properly. If a girl is blind enough to fall for you in the future, even the Bodhisattvas passing by will probably stop and ask: What sins did this girl commit to be matched with such a useless man?"

Wang Shi'an, who was already blushing with embarrassment, almost choked to death upon hearing this.

He finally lost his temper and simply picked up Jingning, who was watching the commotion with wide eyes, trying to save face: "I've already said, I just haven't held someone this small before. He'll naturally learn when he's older. Isn't that right, Jingning? Come on, your uncle brought you a gift from Qingzhou. Let's not listen to your grandmother's nonsense."

Jingning didn't understand any of this; upon hearing the word "gift," she immediately clapped her little hands and exclaimed in her childish voice, "Gift, gift!"

Wang Shi'an, as if grasping at a straw, picked her up and turned to leave.

Langhua chuckled as she listened from inside, but still reminded him, "Be careful, don't carry Jingning too fast."

Wang Shi'an responded and indeed slowed his pace.

Langhua then looked to the side.

Upon receiving her gaze, Zhang Bihua immediately curtsied respectfully and followed behind Wang Shi'an and Jingning with her eyes lowered.

She is now serving Jingning on her own, so naturally she will go out with the princess.

Wang Shi'an: ...

His arm around Jingning stiffened inexplicably, and he even felt a slight pang of regret.

But it was too late to regret it.

Jingning had already wrapped her arms around his neck, urging in a childish voice, "A present, Uncle, a present!"

Wang Shi'an had no choice but to bite the bullet and carry his niece outside.

Inside the palace, Zhou Wanru dismissed everyone else, leaving only her closest servants before sitting back down on the Langhua couch and having a heart-to-heart talk with her daughter.

"Your sister-in-law is pregnant too." Zhou Wanru said, a smile unconsciously returning to her face, but with a hint of heartache. "But this time it's different from the last time. Her reaction is particularly severe. She vomits as soon as she wakes up and can't eat anything. So I made the decision to let her rest at home. Your eldest brother is also at home with her, so I only brought your second brother today."

Langhua's eyes lit up: "Really? It's always a joyous occasion to have a new addition to the family. Although my sister-in-law's health is a bit weak, she's taking good care of herself. When we go back, Mother will bring Imperial Physician He to give her a proper check-up. If she's experiencing any discomfort during her pregnancy, he can prescribe some nourishing and gentle remedies as soon as possible."

Zhou Wanru repeatedly agreed, but after saying that, she seemed to remember something, looked around, and suddenly lowered her voice: "Both Miao and Yu are pregnant?"

Langhua nodded calmly: "Yes, the pregnancy is still in its early stages."

Zhou Wanru's expression instantly softened, and she muttered, "You're quite generous."

Langhua was amused by her mother's appearance. She reached out and gently took her hand, explaining softly, "Mother, they had been with the Emperor for much longer than me, and they are older than me. They are all obedient and dutiful. Over the years, I have had the imperial physicians help them recuperate and temporarily stop serving the Emperor. They have all obeyed and never complained."

"Now that they have recovered, how can we not let them serve the emperor? In the end, we are all ordinary women, and who wouldn't want their own children to be by their side? I cherish the emperor's kindness towards me, and I would never easily push away his affection and this sentiment, but we should at least give them some hope."

As Langhua finished speaking, she lowered her eyes slightly.

Otherwise, it would be too cruel to confine them in the palace for their entire lives, without the emperor's favor or blood ties, and to make them suffer day after day.

Whether in her past life or this life, she has no intention of monopolizing the emperor's favor.

She was content as long as she and her husband were harmonious and her children were healthy and safe.

In this life, she was already very happy to have Zhao Zhen treat her with sincerity and to have received something different from others.

But she didn't want her joy to be built on the loneliness and suffering of others.

Zhou Wanru stared at her intently.

After watching for a while, she sighed softly, "Our Langhua is just too kind-hearted."

Langhua smiled, took her hand, and said softly, "It's only right. After all, Heaven has bestowed so many blessings upon me in this life. I have such a good mother as you, such a good father, a brother and sister-in-law, and these children. Naturally, I should do more good deeds to accumulate blessings."

The earnestness and sincerity in her words touched Zhou Wanru's heart, and her eyes welled up with tears.

She gripped her daughter's hand tightly in return, and after a long while, she whispered, "You're so good. If God doesn't protect you, then there would truly be no justice in the world."

Langhua's eyes were gentle as she smiled softly.

Outside, Wang Shi'an carried Jingning to the side hall.

He brought many gifts from Qingzhou, including a small wooden horse that could spin, a rattle drum inlaid with beads, and a set of exquisitely made clay figurines.

Although Jingning is young, she already knows how to pick things she likes. When she saw the row of brightly colored clay figures, she immediately reached out to grab them.

Zhang Bihua knelt to the side, quickly took a handkerchief, carefully wiped the outside of the little clay figure, and handed it to Jingning, then gently coaxed, "Princess, please take your time."

Jingning clearly liked her very much. After playing with the clay figure for a while, she looked up and called out, "Sister Han."

Zhang Bihua immediately replied, "This servant is here."

Jingning called out again, "Sister Han."

Zhang Bihua then smiled and responded.

Wang Shi'an sat to the side, initially finding it amusing that Jingning was clinging to her, but as he watched, his gaze unconsciously fell on Zhang Bihua again and again.

She has grown up a bit more than she did three years ago.

Even when she was still young and inexperienced, her features were already beautiful; now she is even more radiant and captivating, exuding an indescribable vitality.

When she smiles, it's like a beam of light suddenly shining into a room on a spring day, so bright that you can't take your eyes off her.

Jingning played for a while, then suddenly dropped the clay figure and reached out her little arms to hug Zhang Bihua.

Small arms wrapped around her waist.

The loose skirt suddenly revealed her graceful figure, and Wang Shi'an's eyes widened involuntarily. The next moment, he quickly turned his head away!

Do not look at what is improper! Do not look at what is improper!

But that scene kept involuntarily appearing in my mind.

Jingning didn't know what she said to her or what answer she received, but suddenly turned around and called out to him, "Uncle!"

"Huh? Huh?"

Wang Shi'an's response carried a hint of apprehension.

Jingning was too young to understand, but Zhang Bihua looked at him with suspicion as she stared at his back.

The next moment, Jingning walked around to him, raised her face, looked at Wang Shi'an with a puzzled expression, and suddenly said, "Sister Han, Uncle, it hurts."

Zhang Bihua also came over. Although Wang Shi'an stood up abruptly and walked out, he still saw her flushed face.

Zhang Bihua was taken aback, but instantly understood.

Children don't understand what blushing means.

All she knew was that the last time she had a fever, her face was burning hot and she felt unwell all over; her wet nurse and her mother both said she was in pain.

She stared blankly at the fleeing figure, and after a long while, a look of understanding flashed in her eyes, which then turned into a smile.

Zhou Wanru happened to be coming out of the main hall when she saw him hurrying by and called out, "Erlang, where are you going?"

There was no response, and Wang Shi'an's steps became even more hurried and flustered.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Wanru muttered to herself.

Jingning answered earnestly, "Uncle, it hurts."

She even raised her little hand and pointed to her face.

Zhou Wanru was completely confused: "What hurts?"

Zhang Bihua saw this and finally couldn't help but laugh again.

It was as bright and beautiful as a tree full of crabapple blossoms suddenly bursting into bloom.

Zhou Wanru was momentarily stunned, and couldn't help but ask with delight, "What a beautiful young lady! What's your name?"