"When have you ever seen a man pregnant?" The prince felt infinite pity in his heart. She must have been frightened by the big bee since she was a child. She dared not go out and rarely interacted with others. She did not even understand these common sense of life.
It's okay, he will teach her everything slowly in the future.
Zhen Qingyin said nonsense: "Master Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture has a big belly. I heard some people say that he is pregnant and wish him a baby."
Feng Youxi and Du Ruo hurriedly lowered their heads and covered their mouths tightly.
"That's because others are teasing him about being fat." The prince curled his lips and smiled, feeling a little bit less sad and sad before.
"That's it!" Zhen Qingyin nodded as if she had a sudden realization.
How well-behaved. The prince couldn't put it down. He just wanted to hug her more and kiss her more, but he couldn't.
Get rid of this child first.
The edge of the white porcelain medicine bowl pressed against her lips, and the soft and bright red lips were slightly sunken. The prince's Adam's apple moved, and the restlessness rising in his abdomen was like numbness, and it actually overwhelmed the pain from the incision in his abdomen.
Zhen Qingyin closed her eyes and wanted to drink the bowl of poisonous chicken soup in one gulp, but she couldn't. It was so good, so why did she have to drink a bowl of poisonous medicine?
It's okay to die, but dragging your sick body around to live will really affect your mood.
After thinking about it, I decided to take a curveball to save the country.
"Your Highness, please stay away from me."
The prince's eyes darkened, and disappointment flashed in his eyes.
If it were Wei Yi, she would wish Wei Yi would hold her all the time, right?
The prince felt sad again.
"I'm afraid I'll get pregnant again if I'm close to His Highness." Zhen Qingyin doesn't want to have to drink more bowls of avoidance soup for no apparent reason in the future. Who knows where the restricted area for the prince's pregnancy is.
As long as I read a few more bottom-of-the-box story books and secret play pictures, I wouldn't be so drunk.
"What are you talking about?" The sourness in the prince's heart receded in an instant. He tapped her stomach with his fingertips, and pressed his warm lips to her ear, whispering, "A hug will not make you pregnant. .”
The veteran driver Zhen Qingyin's heart stopped for half a beat, and her face suddenly turned red.
This kind of thing is really inappropriate to say at this time!
The prince noticed that her ears were red, her cheeks, which were hot due to fever, were getting redder, and her eyes were slightly widened.
He hugged her for a long time, but she didn't respond at all. She was not shy like ordinary women. Did he say something?
He secretly pondered what tempted her.
Zhen Qing Yin forced herself to calm down, raised her hands and said excitedly: "Ah, I understand, it turns out that hugging can't get pregnant, kissing can! It turns out that men can't get pregnant, only women can get pregnant!"
"Keep your voice down!" The prince's reprimand was endearing. He would be embarrassed if she shouted it out loud.
Zhen Qingyin buried her face in his chest, pretending to be shy.
The prince hurriedly took the Bizi soup away and felt that it was no longer very hot. He handed it to Feng Youxi and said softly: "Go and cook another bowl of hot food."
"Your Highness... Your Highness." Feng Youxi held the medicine bowl awkwardly, but hesitated to speak.
"If you have something to say, talk hesitantly. What will it look like?"
"Your Highness, if you don't follow this servant out, I will report something to Your Highness."
Being sneaky, is there anything you can't say in front of Zhen Qingyin? The prince frowned and was about to scold him. He looked up and saw Feng Youxi winking at him so hard that his eyes almost cramped. Then he gently let go of Zhen Qingyin and slowly vacated the tent with Feng Youxi's support.
"Qing Yin, I have dealt with important matters and will come to accompany you immediately. What I said is not good at all. They are the banned books confiscated by the imperial court. I will help you pick out some interesting ones later."
The conversation between the two of them was quite interesting. It was enough for Qingyin to have him by his side, so he didn't even read the nonsense.
It can be regarded as taking him away with his shelter soup. Zhen Qingyin relaxed and leaned softly on the pillow.
It’s so comfortable to live without system monitoring and noise.
Even if he is sick, he still feels comfortable, as if a prisoner has been freed from the shackles he has worn for five years.
However, it would be more comfortable if she was in the tent of Chao Guogong's mansion or the Zhen family's tent when she woke up.
Staying in the prince's tent, she wanted to escape all the time and could not sleep peacefully.
"Du Ruo." Zhen Qingyin looked at the tent curtain and called softly.
Du Ruo took two steps forward and squatted on the bedside, with a thousand words written all over his face. He didn't know whether he should say: "What does the girl want?"
"Yuanyuan and Mr. Wei Yi, is there any news about them? Have they returned to the camp? Are they injured?" Zhen Qingyin's voice was very low.
Now, the prince regarded her as his woman. He knew that she had once been interested in Wei Yi. In front of the prince, she did not dare to reveal any thoughts.
With the imperial edict granting marriage, Yuanyuan and Wei Yi would be ready to get married. Why would the prince bother to disturb the happy life of the young couple.
She originally wanted to become a nun in order to avoid getting married. Otherwise, why would she become a nun if she could afford to be a nun? Originally, she planned to wait until Zhen Yuanyuan and Wei Yi's marriage was finalized, and then she would become a monk after delaying it no longer.
And now... Zhen Qingyin's mood is a bit complicated.
Du Ruo was very surprised and replied in a low voice: "Master Wei Yi was slightly injured, on his shoulder. The imperial doctor said it was nothing serious and would not affect his ability to play the piano and dance the pipa in the future. The second girl was not injured at all, she just cried. Awesome, I made a fuss several times to find a girl, but fortunately my concubine stopped her."
"Huh? Didn't Yuanyuan return to Zhen's house?" Zhen Qingyin reassured herself, it's good that Yuanyuan was not injured.
The thought passed through her and she was slightly startled.
It turned out that she really didn't care that much whether Wei Yi was injured.
Yuanyuan is much more important to her than Wei Yi.
"No, as soon as the second girl came back, she immediately went to ask my concubine for help. Because the emperor allowed Duke Chao's palace to bring private guards, my concubine could send private guards to rescue the girl. After that, the second girl stayed in the camp of Duke Chao's palace, accompanied by her cousin. she."
Are you afraid that Zhen Yuanyuan is so eager to save people and asks for help everywhere that her reputation will be ruined?
Auntie is always thoughtful.
"Where's Song Chi?"
"The Second Young Master of Song Dynasty was slightly injured. I heard that he fought bravely to kill the enemy and accidentally made a meritorious service."
"..." The second cousin is a fake scholar, right?
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Feng Youxi turned around and came forward. Just as he was about to whisper something, the prince frowned and pushed her away. He was not in the mood to deal with him. He couldn't wait to go back to the tent to chat about life with Zhen Qingyin: "If you have something to say, say it well, don't be sneaky. Yes, it’s as if you can’t see anyone, and you can hear it alone.”
Feng Youxi closed his eyes and risked his life to remonstrate: "Your Highness, this slave deserves to die. I never told you about the union of heaven and earth. Kissing cannot make a woman pregnant. I dare to ask Your Highness, did you and Miss Zhen have sex yesterday? Something intimate?”
"What can be more intimate between a man and a woman? Feng Youxi, are you deceiving Yu Gu?" The prince scolded, but he felt a little panicked for no reason.
That means no more. Feng Youxi was tired and had a heart attack. This was the noble, omnipotent and omnipotent Crown Prince whom he had brought up!
If you are fooling the girl today, won't His Highness be in great disgrace one day when Miss Zhen understands the affairs of husband and wife and the joys of the boudoir?
He did not dare to show any strange expression and forcefully defended His Highness the Crown Prince: "It's all the fault of the slave! The slave did not advise His Highness to know the personnel as soon as possible, so His Highness misunderstood."
