Good Fortune in Pregnancy: The Multi-Fetal Beauty Rises to Favor by Childbirth

Jiang Zhili was born with an incurable disease and died unwillingly. After her death, she obtained a system for many children and many blessings.

As long as she helps the hegemons of various ...

Chapter 145 The Slave Emperor Who Dotes on the Noble Ladies 38

She traced the lines of the fabric, like a modest embroiderer, gently tracing and exploring the fabric's unique characteristics...

The veins on the man's forehead throbbed, and he lowered his voice to explain, "Master Jiang is in a solitary cell. It's clean and tidy inside, and the food is plentiful. Just know this and rest assured. Master Jiang will definitely come out safe and sound."

That is his future father-in-law, he will not treat him lightly.

After hearing the man's explanation, Jiang Zhili felt relieved. She was about to pull her foot back, but the man's hot hand pinched her ankle.

"You want to run away after asking?"

The man's voice was filled with inexplicable warmth, and Jiang Zhili's eyes were slightly red, more beautiful than peach blossoms.

She scolded: "What do you want to do in broad daylight?!"

But the foot was put down...

Song Yihu's voice tightened slightly: "What do you want to do? I want to do all the beautiful things in the world..."

After saying that, he leaned towards Jiang Zhili.

Holding the tenderness in my arms, I feel both at ease and moved.

Jiang Zhili nestled in the man's arms, their breaths stirring. She grasped his collar and said, "Let's go under that tree..."

The sun is shining brightly here, and everything is so clear that it is really embarrassing.

If she had known this earlier, she would have set the time to night.

Song Yi looked at the shy girl in his arms. Without thinking, he said, "It's not too hot here. Zhizhi is really charming. I want to take a closer look."

Jiang Zhili's face flushed even more. Before she could say anything, the man grabbed her vitals...

*****I really can't bear to watch****

When Jiang Zhili woke up again, her body was covered in sticky substances.

The sky outside the window is still pitch black.

She exhaled and asked in her mind: "Duoduo, did Song Yi suddenly wake up just now?"

At the critical moment, Song Yi suddenly disappeared.

This had never happened in the previous two times.

Duoduo chuckled: "I detected that Song Yi was pulled out by an external force. Sister Zhizhi, don't worry. If you want to continue, you can wait until he falls asleep next time. I can save this session, and the next time I dream will be when this session ends."

Jiang Zhili thought about the scene before he woke up, when both of them were extremely excited.

"Forget it, no need to save it," she refused flatly.

The thought of having that same scene in her dream again made her feel ashamed and embarrassed.

{Oh, okay then,} Duoduo was a little disappointed.

After chatting with Duoduo for a few words, Jiang Zhili fell asleep again in a daze.

As for Song Yi, his face turned as dark as ink as he listened to the shouting outside the carriage.

Li Huan'er's voice was heard outside the carriage: "Third Prince, Third Prince! I am innocent!"

She didn't understand. It was supposed to be the Jiang Mansion that was raided tonight, so why did it become the Li Mansion?

Wasn't her father a favorite of the Third Prince?!

Song Yi listened to the commotion outside the carriage, and all the thoughts in his heart disappeared completely.

He lifted a corner of the curtain on the carriage window, and the night made his facial features look extremely cold.

Kneeling outside the carriage, the extremely embarrassed Li Huan'er saw Song Yi. She seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Third Prince! Save me..."

"Drag him away," Song Yi's voice was cold, as if mixed with ice chips.

Li Huan'er was unwilling to give in. She screamed and begged for mercy, but it was of no use and she was even gagged by the Jinyiwei.

Song Yi looked at the dark sky outside the window, he sighed and suppressed the thoughts in his heart, then got up and got out of the carriage.

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When Jiang Zhili woke up again, it was already bright outside. Her fatigue had subsided. Although her dream last night was embarrassing, it was not as tiring as the previous two times.

Linglong had been waiting in the house for a long time, and Qingshui had also been poured in. Seeing that she had woken up, she quickly came over.

"My lady, you are finally awake. The Third Prince has sent people here twice."

As soon as the sky was slightly bright today, the dusty Third Prince came outside the house, and she was so scared that she thought he was coming to settle accounts with the eldest lady.

When she told him that the eldest lady had not yet woken up, the third prince waited for a while and then left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, just when she had calmed down, the third prince came again, still asking if the eldest lady had gotten up. She was so scared that she hurried in to take a look.

The Third Prince now looks very different from when he was in the Jiang Mansion...

The aura around him was really creepy and oppressive.

Jiang Zhili was helped up by Linglong. She asked, "Has the Third Prince left?"

Song Yi must have been very busy last night, as he came to see me twice.

"The Third Prince left when he heard that the eldest lady had not yet stood up," Linglong helped her sit on the dressing stool.

Jiang Zhili was thinking in his mind whether he should go find Song Yi later.

Linglong observed her expression and finally couldn't help but asked, "Miss, will the Third Prince make things difficult for you?"

She was really worried.

After all, when the Third Prince was still in the Jiang Mansion, the eldest lady's attitude towards him was a bit excessive. Now that the master is in prison, the eldest lady's future life will not be easy...

Jiang Zhili looked lazy. She did not answer Linglong, but ordered, "Go and get that light yellow dress."

She wanted to help Song Yi recall his memories.

{Wow! Sister Zhizhi, are you going to relive your dream?} Duoduo was so excited.

Linglong found the goose yellow dress. When she entered the palace last night, the Jinyiwei was quite accommodating and allowed her to temporarily pack some things.

Jiang Zhili changed his clothes and washed up before going out.

Eunuch Deng had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw her come out, he asked repeatedly, "Did Miss Jiang sleep well?"

When the third prince came back, he asked about this person. After coming twice in person, he asked him to come and guard the place. He really regarded this person as the apple of his eye.

"Good morning, Eunuch Deng," Jiang Zhili said with a smile.

"The Third Prince asked me to guard here. Once Miss Jiang gets up, we'll go have breakfast together," Eunuch Deng said with all his courtesy.

Jiang Zhili's heart moved when he saw the sedan chair waiting in the courtyard: "Then I'll trouble you, eunuch."

"Then please ask Miss Jiang to get into the sedan chair. The third prince is waiting," Eunuch Deng led Jiang Zhili towards the sedan chair.

Linglong, who was following behind, was both surprised and happy.

The Third Prince seems to be particularly concerned about the eldest lady...

Jiang Zhili came to the main hall in a sedan chair. Song Yi was already waiting in the hall. The table was full of food. Looking closely, it was all her favorite food.

Song Yi saw the girl in a light yellow dress, exactly the same as the one he had dreamed of last night. The scene in the dream could not help but surface in his mind, and he felt a slight itch in his throat...

"Third Prince," Jiang Zhili bent her legs and prepared to salute, but the man grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

Song Yi's voice was unusually gentle: "There's no need for formalities between you and me. Just call me by my name."

He had said the same thing last time, but Zhizhi never called him by his name...

Jiang Zhili pursed his lips and said softly, "Song Yi."

"Zhizhi," Song Yi's eyes were fixed on the girl.

Jiang Zhili felt as if her heart was on fire, and her heartbeat was a little faster. The man's hand holding her wrist was a little hot, which made her heartbeat even faster...