Zhao Yun didn't say much. "I'm very tired today. Please help me wash and bathe."
"yes."
Ye Wanhe hurried to get up.
Zhao Yun looked at her collar, his eyes only focused on her slightly open collar, and whispered: "Let's take a bath together later..."
Zhao Yun lowered his head and kissed her red lips, his hands clasping her waist.
Ye Wanhe couldn't help but feel anxious. She had a miscarriage before, so she couldn't have sex right now. Besides, Zhao Yun had no compassion for women at all...
Ye Wanhe had no choice but to obey.
She felt nauseous and quickly pushed Zhao Yun away. She found a copper basin and vomited everything into it.
Ye Wanhe vomited for a while, then turned around and saw the slight disdain in Zhao Yun's eyes. She knelt down in fear and said, "Your Highness, I, your servant, have not recovered from my stomachache yet. Please punish me."
Zhao Yun frowned and asked, "How come Jingyu can't even cure her stomach problems?"
Ye Wanhe knelt on the ground and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to serve Your Highness for a while, ugh..."
Ye Wanhe covered her lips with her hands and couldn't help retching.
Ye Wanhe silently said to the baby in her belly, "Child, you have to be good. If you vomit again, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it anymore."
Zhao Yun frowned slightly and said, "Please clean up here. I'm going to take a bath."
"yes."
Ye Wanhe watched Zhao Yun leave. She cleaned up the mess she had vomited and sighed softly. She didn't know how long it would take for the fetus to stabilize and the nausea to stop. She just hoped that April would come soon...
The day of Zhao Yun's wedding will be the best time to fake his death.
After Ye Wanhe dealt with the mess, she saw Zhao Yun coming out of the bathtub.
Ye Wanhe stepped forward and wiped Zhao Yun's long hair. "Your Highness, I've been seriously ill these past few days and it's really difficult for me to serve you at night. How about you sneak to the Fu family to look for the Crown Princess at night... After all, the wedding is not far away."
Zhao Yun had been partying almost every night recently. After all, he was only 23 years old, full of vigor and vitality.
Zhao Yun frowned and said, "Fu Qianran is no longer the Crown Princess. Tomorrow, my father will issue an edict to revoke her as the Crown Princess. Before the wedding in April, I will find another daughter to be the Crown Princess."
Ye Wanhe paused while wiping Zhao Yun's hair. "Which daughter does Your Highness have in mind for the Crown Princess?"
Zhao Yun thought about it but couldn't find a suitable candidate. "Lin Bolan is a good candidate, but she has proposed to Gu Yan before. Xu Mengqi of Zhenbei Hou is also a good candidate, but she has also proposed to Gu Yan..."
Ye Wanhe said, "That's all old news. Besides, the Prince of Ning is already married now. It wouldn't be a bad idea for you to marry them as Crown Princesses."
Zhao Yun took Ye Wanhe into his arms. He stroked her dark hair and said, "It would be so great if you were born into a family of meritorious officials. Why did you choose to have such a poor background?"
Ye Wanhe said: "I have never felt that my background is bad."
This was the first time she disobeyed Zhao Yun, and also the first time she called him "I" instead of "slave".
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