Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

The official raised his head, his eyes stopped on the clasped hands of Prince Langjun and Yu Weiwei, thinking that the rumors were not groundless, looking at these two, they couldn't wait to make out in the prison cell, the feelings are really strong!

The officials had smiles on their faces, beaming with joy.

The emperor heard about the matter between the prince and the eldest daughter of the official minister's family, and specially ordered the two of them to marry. Congratulations to the prince! Congratulations to Miss Yu!

Xiao Yan looked at Yu Curly again and asked each word.

Rumours stop with the wise? Only fools are misled by rumours? Huh?

Yu Weiwei was struck by lightning, and her mind went blank.

I drop the old swan! !

Don't play with people like this!

She couldn't bear it any longer, her eyes darkened, and she fell straight forward!

At the last moment, she also heard the exclamations of the officials.

Miss Yu passed out with joy!

...

When Yu Weiwei woke up, she found herself lying on a familiar bed.

Looking around, she was sure this was her boudoir.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be a dream!

What dream? Angelica came over with the decoction and asked curiously.

Yu curling said in a funny tone: I dreamed of Prince Lang just now, and also dreamed that the emperor gave us a marriage, do you think it is scary?

After speaking, she found that Angelica's expression became indescribable.

Angelica was quite unbearable to snuff out her last fluke.

It's not a dream.

The smile on Yu Weiwei's face gradually solidified.

Angelica continued: Your Majesty has indeed conferred marriage to you and Prince Lang, and the imperial decree has already been sent to our Yufu. You will have to get married in a month.

Yu curling was sluggish for a full minute.

She lay back dumbfounded, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and closed her eyes peacefully.

Angelica is puzzled: What are you doing?

Yu curling: Don't talk to me, please let me leave this world cleanly.

Angelica was speechless, reached out and pulled Yu curling up from the bed.

Miss, do you think you can be clean after death? Do you know what those people outside say about you now?

Yu curl covered her ears: I don't want to listen.

Angelica speaks fast, like a machine gun.

Those people said that you sneaked out of the house in the middle of the night for a rendezvous with Prince Lang. They also said that you fainted in the arms of Prince Lang because of the emperor's marriage.

Yu Curly grasped the key points sharply, put down his hands and asked.

I passed out in Prince Lang's arms?

Angelica stated the facts very objectively: At that time, you slammed into Prince Lang's body, and Prince Lang's hand was still being dragged by you, and you couldn't dodge if you wanted to.

Yu Weiwei imagined the scene at that time.

The more I think about it, the more I want to die.

She reached out and pulled the quilt over her face, wailing in pain.

I really jumped into the Yellow River this time and couldn't wash it out!

Angelica tore off her quilt and said coldly.

Although the slaves don't know what the Yellow River is, before you jump down, drink the medicine first.

Yu curled up looking at her with an unrequited look on her face.

I'm already so miserable, why should I drink medicine?

Angelica handed the medicine bowl to her mouth: Last night, you fainted from anger, and the government doctor specially prescribed this medicine for you, saying that it can calm your mind, and the servant added some brown sugar in it, it shouldn't be bitter. , you can drink it while it's hot.

Yu Weiwei took a small sip, and it really wasn't bitter.

She drank all the soup and medicine in the bowl.

Angelica remembered what happened last night, and couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart, her face showed the standard look of melon eaters, and she asked gossip.

Miss, when did you feel that way about Prince Lang?

As the lady's personal maid, she follows the lady every day, but she doesn't know this at all.