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

An hour later, in the palace of the Prince of Langjun.

Xiao Lian looked at Yu Niaowei with a blank face, and he was constantly scolding himself in his heart—

Why are you soft-hearted?

Why let her in the house?

Just for the love of her two farts?

Madam Xiuyan put plates of melon and fruit desserts on the table and greeted them warmly.

Miss Yu, don't be polite, treat this as your own home, eat quickly, and if it's not enough, I'll ask someone to do it.

Yu curled up holding the hot flower tea in her hands, smiling with frowning eyes.

She said sweetly, Thank you, Mommy, so much is enough.

Aunt Xiuyan looked at her with a smile, her eyes full of love.

It's not too early. You and His Royal Highness will stay for lunch. I'll ask the kitchen to cook a few more dishes.

The two spoke at the same time—

Xiao Lan: No need.

Yu curled up: Okay, okay!

There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere.

Madam Xiuyan thought that Yu curling would be embarrassed, and was about to open her mouth to help smooth things out, when she saw Yu curling blinking her eyes.

The black and white eyes quickly turned red.

I saw that she was about to cry, and her grievance was beyond words.

Does Your Royal Highness hate me so much? I don't even want to give it to others.

Xiao Yan looked at the cake residue standing beside her mouth, expressionless and authentic.

You don't eat just one bite.

Empress Xiuyan coughed twice, implying that the king of his county should pay attention to his words.

How could anyone say that about their daughter-in-law?

I'm afraid he doesn't want to be a bachelor for a lifetime!

Yu curled his head down, revealing a fragile white neck, and his voice sounded muffled.

Actually, people don't care about such a mouthful of food, there are so many delicious food outside, where can't you eat it?

I just want to have a meal with His Royal Highness the Prince. Can't His Highness even grant me such a small wish?

After speaking, she wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, as if crying.

Mother Xiuyan was dying of distress, so she hurriedly coaxed.

Eat, eat, eat! You can eat as much as you want. Even if His Royal Highness is not at home, I will have someone cook it for you.

Yu Weiyi was still crying.

Aunt Xiuyan went to see Xiao Lian and motioned for him to speak quickly to coax others.

It's hard to get a daughter-in-law, but don't run away in anger!

It's not that Xiao Juan hates Yu curling, he is busy with something and doesn't want to waste time on things like lunch.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the girl with her head down and wiping her tears, Xiao Yan was silent for a while, but in the end he changed his mind.

You stay.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl who was crying just now. She raised her head and saw that her face was clean, her black and white eyes were clear and clear, and she had never cried at all. trace.

She cheered happily: Thank you, Your Royal Highness!

Xiao Lian: ...

It turned out that she was pretending to cry just now.

He has tried countless prisoners and seen countless lies.

But he didn't expect that today he couldn't even see through the disguise of a little girl.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and slowly spit out two words.

very good.

He remembered the lesson this time, and he would never be fooled again in the future.

The servant walked in with a heavy rectangular wooden box, respectfully.

His Royal Highness, Shangguan Jue's calligraphy and painting are here.

Yu curling immediately came to the spirit.

She opened the wooden box, took out the picture scroll, and unfolded it slowly.

This is a landscape painting with crisp brushstrokes and a majestic style.

Even Yu Nianwei, who doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting, can see that this is a masterpiece.

No wonder there are so many literati vying for it!

When the scrolls were all unfolded, Yu curling noticed the inscription and inscription at the bottom.

When Yu curling saw the signature, his eyes froze.

She blurted out, I've seen this signature.

Yu curling: I cried, I pretended.