The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 892 Farming, Adorable Baby, Beautiful Lady (61)

How did Princess Zhaoyang know that Ji Yu didn't watch any of the talent shows prepared by the noble ladies of the capital for His Highness the Crown Prince.

His eyes actually kept falling on an inconspicuous corner of this "Flower Appreciation Banquet", a young man she hadn't kept in mind at all.

Princess Zhaoyang ate two mouthfuls of crab meat peeled off by her maidservant, raised her cup to cover her lips, and asked with a slow smile, "How is it?

She didn't use the word "favorite".

After all, Princess Zhaoyang sees how beautiful Jiyue is and Zhilan Yushu. As an elder who loves him, she doesn't think there is any woman in the world who can be worthy of the word "favorite" in Ji Yu's place.

As long as you can see it.

Ji Yu's slightly pale lips curled up, and she said helplessly, "Auntie, if I knew that this is the purpose of your flower viewing banquet, I would definitely not come."

Princess Zhaoyang was a little disappointed, but it was expected, but she thought about it, and asked persistently, "As long as the noble ladies in the whole capital are here, you are really the one who catches the eye, Your Highness." nothing?"

Eye-catching...

Ji Yu's eyes flickered.

Of course he couldn't say yes.

Otherwise, my aunt might be scared to death.

Ji Yu slightly curled her lips.

However, Princess Zhaoyang complained in a low voice, saying, "Your Highness, your vision is too high. It seems that the mission entrusted to me by the emperor is a complete failure... Sigh, I really don't know what will happen in the future." Only such a woman can enter your eyes and your heart..."

Hearing Princess Zhaoyang's resentment and sigh, two figures appeared in Ji Yu's mind.

One is the young man in purple who is sitting in the garden full of golden armour, as lazy and noble as a cat drinking wine, during the flower viewing banquet.

One was a woman with a purple gauze over her face when she was far away in Qinghe County.

The two figures intertwined and switched constantly in his mind, disturbing his calm heart.

"Ding! The target character Ji Yu, favorability +5, strategy completion 70!"

Ji Yu chased away the two figures silently, and gently picked up a glass of chrysanthemum wine filled by a maidservant on the desk with her slender hands like beautiful jade.

...Is it so delicious?

He glanced at the young man in the corner not far away, raised his glass to his lips.

When it enters the throat, the wine is mellow and warm, just at the temperature of the mouth. After drinking it, the fragrance remains on the cheeks, and the tip of the tongue slowly lingers on a trace of emblic, which is as light as a chrysanthemum.

Really good.

The noble and unparalleled man in the bright yellow robe raised his glass and lowered his eyes and smiled. Although his light-colored and slender lips were slightly curved, he had turned all living beings upside down and made all the young girls present fall in love with each other.

want to marry!

At this time, an unpleasant moan suddenly sounded, "Ah...it hurts..."

——It was the voice of Princess Zhaoyang!

Ji Yumo's jade-like eyes suddenly sank, and her voice carried the majesty of a prince of a country: "Stop the music, stop the dancing."

All the singing, dancing, silk and bamboo orchestras stopped in an instant.

In the silent garden, Princess Zhaoyang's voice was even more painful: "No...my water is broken, I'm about to give birth..."

The graceful and luxurious woman slumped on the chair, clutching her stomach with a pale face.

Ji Yu said in a deep voice, "Tell the imperial physician, please be steady—"

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No one expected that the situation would change, and such a thing would happen suddenly.

Princess Zhaoyang gave birth prematurely, coupled with the advanced age of the mother, the situation is not optimistic.

"Your Highness, the eldest princess' fetal position is not right, I'm afraid it's...to die!"

In ancient times, when a woman gave birth to a child, she stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

There is no such thing as protecting the big and the small, and it is often a dead body and two lives!
Fenghua came out, "Let me try."

(End of this chapter)