Yan Yuning inexplicably transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder second daughter of the Prime Minister’s household. Raised in her maternal grandparents’ home since childhood, she w...
The man narrowed his eyes and said with a slightly unhappy tone, "Are you going to say next that Qi Qingchen is also very cute?"
"..." Yan Yuning glanced at him lazily and said in a coquettish voice, "No, I wanted to say that Your Majesty is cute~ Your Majesty is so cute~"
Xuan Yanyu: “…”
The anger dissipated immediately.
Yan Yuning raised her eyebrows, looked at the man with an obviously happy expression, sighed, and the next sentence she was about to say was that Shiyu's son was also very cute.
Half a minute later, Xuan Yanyu put down his golden chopsticks and looked at Yan Yuning with a deep gaze, "Can I go wash up now?"
Yan Yuning looked at the empty porcelain plate and waved her hand, "Okay."
"Okay." The man stood up and gave her a meaningful look.
Yan Yuning: “?”
What look???
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It was a dark night, and the moonlight shone into the bedroom. Behind the imperial curtain, beads of sweat dripped down Xuan Yanyu's forehead and fell onto the soft pillow. The man smiled, "Next time, I'm willing to be fooled by you."
"Go away~" Yan Yuning sounded weak and her voice sounded like a spoiled child.
The dumplings were given to him for nothing!!
"Okay, I'll be obedient." Xuan Yanyu's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he fumbled for the handkerchief that had been prepared on the bed and held it in his hand.
Yan Yuning caught a glimpse of his movements, heard the man groan in a low voice, and turned his head away with a slightly red face.
Then I realized what the soup was at the bottom of those two bowls of soup! !
What's good for the body? That's bullshit!!
After the night watch drum was beaten for another watch, the sun gradually rose and the sky was slightly bright. Pei Shutong from the Prince's Mansion got up early and went to the main hall to change the prince's clothes.
Yesterday, the prince returned home injured, and she had no one to serve him in the main hall, so she could only come early this morning to help him change his clothes.
"Your Highness." The woman tenderly took his court robe from the sandalwood frame and placed her delicate fingers on the man's shoulder.
"Get out of here." The prince had a gloomy expression and pushed Pei Shutong away.
If he was in the mood to tease her at other times, he was full of annoyance today. The Prime Minister's Mansion was in decline, and it was Pei Shutong's blessing to be able to stay in his house.
Pei Shutong fell to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She supported herself on the floor and stood up, saying delicately, "Prince, did Shutong do something wrong?"
Seeing her like this, the prince pulled her into his arms and narrowed his eyes, "Tongtong, are you willing to suffer a little for the sake of the prince?"
Pei Shutong bit her lip to hide the coldness in her eyes, and said softly, "Yes, of course I am not willing. For the sake of the prince, I am willing."
The prince raised his lips, put his hand on her belly, and said with regret, "When the prince takes the throne of the Xuan prince in the future, he will compensate you. You will be the prince's favorite concubine, and the child will have another child."
His rash attempt to seize the throne was neither just nor honorable.
He would be cursed by the people, but if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince harmed his own child.
He had his feet crippled for no reason by the retired emperor, so he had no choice but to fight for the throne. The people should be able to understand this.
At least they won't scold him too harshly. Later he will capture a few more people and kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, and then no one will dare to scold him anymore.
It would be best to let Pei Shutong get rid of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at the palace banquet.
In this way, it will definitely be beneficial for him if the Emperor and His Majesty are immersed in sorrow.