"Your Highness," she cried out pitifully.

"Kite flying?" He asked, his hand combing her messy hair.

Terrible.

She didn't dare to speak, and laughed dryly.

The prince snorted coldly, his eyes swept over Bai Cha and the others, "That's how you guys serve?" ”

Bai Cha and the others hurriedly knelt down and said, "The slave (slave) should die." ”

She interjected: "It's good to know that you should die, go back and reflect on it." ”

It's hard to protect yourself, and you still want to keep these people.

The prince sneered.

"Fines for three months. There will be a next time, and there will be no need to wait. ”

"Slave (slave) thank Your Highness for your grace."

Fortunately, it was only a fine of silver.

If you beat it, the little palace maids with white tea and tender skin and tender meat will definitely not be able to stand it.

The culprit followed the prince into the palace with a sad face.

"You're pretty capable, and you can fly a kite, right?"

I dare not be a little more sarcastic in this tone.

She said obediently: "Don't dare next time." ”

"Didn't you admit your mistake and recognize your good sense," the prince continued to sneer.

The sneer is also good-looking.

No, what do you think.

A red glow flew on her jade-like cheeks, and her voice became more and more delicate, "Then what does Your Highness want?" ”

This voice, the prince paused.

Raise your eyes and look at her carefully.

Wearing a loose stone blue elastic ink shirt with large sleeves, revealing a white and tender collarbone, as well as the underside of the collarbone......

The prince's eyes darkened, "Come here." The voice was low.

She squirmed over.

The crown prince spread her legs, she sat down and leaned on him to be coquettish, "Your Highness spared me this time, I promise never again." ”

The delicate lip flaps are closed one by one, seductively picked.

The prince held down her little head and kissed her, and Zhuang Zhao stretched out his little tongue and closed his eyes to let him fiddle.

It wasn't until she was out of breath that the two separated.

The corners of her mouth are still shining, and she looks very coveted.

"Your Highness." Feeling the heat under her legs, she moved uneasily.

The prince stroked her shoulder, and his voice was persuasive, "Good Jiaojiao, is it still as good as last time." ”

Hmph, when I ask her, I know to call her Jiaojiao.

Otherwise, it's so fierce.

It's not good, it's not good.

The little girl Zhuang Zhao, who said that she didn't want to be physically honest, couldn't eat again that night because of one reason or another.

The prince patiently coaxed her with food.

The little girl was spoiled and spoiled, and if she wanted to eat this and that, the prince fed her with a smile and a spoonful.

Tan Chen's eyes are dazzling.

Bimo whispered: "Brother Tan, are you ...... to Your Highness?"

Otherwise, why don't you see that His Highness is good to women.

Fart!

Could he have that kind of thought about His Highness?

His Royal Highness is the bright moonlight in his heart, noble and flawless!

Pen and ink, this little rabbit cub knows a fart!

Tan Chen stepped on the pen and ink and screamed silently.

Just kidding, what are you stepping on him for, really.

Zhuang Zhao wanted to lie on the bed after eating, and was pulled by the prince to walk around the courtyard twice to eliminate food.

As he walked, he brought Yuan Zhong's little apprentice Yuan Bo over.

Yuan Bo saluted, "The slave greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the owner of the village"

"Get up." The prince turned to her and said, "You can go back after a while." The tone was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Yuan Bo lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his ears, not surprised at all.

The owner of the East Palace is favored and capable, and he is also well-known in the palace.

"Got it, Your Highness walks slowly."

She watched the prince's figure walk farther and farther before continuing her walk.

Bai Cha helped her and whispered in her ear: "The little prince who is obedient to the concubine, the name has not yet been decided." ”

Zhuang Zhao took her hand and walked slowly.

"If Your Highness doesn't speak, we should not know."

She also recognizes her own weight, in terms of strength, the prince is better than her, and it is not her turn to stumble to solve this problem for the prince.

Sometimes it's okay to be reminded that it's okay to rush to do everything, then it's not interesting.

After taking a walk, she read the book again and prepared to rest.

"Master, do you want to wait a little longer, maybe Your Highness will come over again." Bai Ling helped her loosen her hair and comb her hair one by one.

She sighed, "He'll come when he comes, and if I don't sleep and wait for him, he'll definitely be angry again." Zhuang Zhao wrinkled his nose in disgust.

It's annoying.

Bai Ling smiled.

It was also the first time she had seen such an immortal-like character as the prince, chattering like a housekeeper.

It can be seen that he cares a lot about his own master.

Looking at Zhuang Zhao again, although he is dissatisfied, the sweetness in the corners of his eyes can't be hidden from others.

A dreamless night.

Early the next morning, as soon as Zhuang Zhao finished washing, Bai Ling said the latest news: "The emperor asked His Royal Highness to give the little prince a name, as if he was called You." ”

Forgiveness, forgiveness, forgiveness.

The emperor chose this name, presumably to protect this little prince.

It's a pity that the concubine may not be able to understand the emperor's painstaking efforts.

She pressed the step of her sideburns and said with a smile: "Send something to the little prince, remember to pick the one at the front of the book." ”

The crown princess is sick, and she may not be able to think of giving gifts to Yikun Palace.

Of course, even if she wasn't sick, she probably wouldn't have sent it.

Zhuang Zhao had to do all the etiquette for the East Palace.

Reputation, a little better always doesn't hurt.

The prince smiled when he knew that she had given the gift, and a soft light flashed in his eyes.

"What she sent, make up for it twice as much."

Tan Chen responded yes, and went to the prince's treasury to pick up two large boxes of things and send them over.

Although it is not Tan Gonggong's thing, his heart is also dripping blood.

Paper Yan glanced at Tan Chen, who had a painful face, disdainfully, and deliberately stimulated him: "Thank you Brother Tan, just let the people below deliver it later, where can you go in person." ”

And later?

Tan Chen's heart was broken.

But I still have to do enough to save face, "It's my honor to send something to the owner, where is it hard work." ”

Hey, thank you, the person with eyes on the top of your head, can still see my master.

Paper Yan complained mercilessly in his heart.

Fortunately, he has always had a cold face, and no one dared to talk to him more except pen and ink, otherwise his chattering nature would have been exposed.

After receiving the prince's reward, Zhuang Zhao became interested and simply changed the decorations in the hall.

Moved the chaise longue to the window, and there was a handful of peonies and a few books on the small table next to it.

Lie down on the couch, that's called a comfortable.

If only it could grow on the couch.

Zhuang Zhao thought secretly.

That way, you don't have to be dragged around a few times a day.

I don't want to move at all with a big belly!

Feeling a gentle collision in his stomach, Zhuang Zhao was stunned.

It, it, it, it's moving?

Is this echoing her?

Sure enough, it's my good baby!

She put her hands on her stomach and felt it with her heart.

Baby, if you agree with me, kick it again.

After waiting for a long time, when she was about to be disappointed, the child in her belly moved perfunctorily again.

Zhuang Zhao's eyes lit up.

"White tea, white tea," she raised her voice slightly.

"The slave is here." Bai Cha walked in with a glass of bird's nest and smiled, "The master has something to order." ”

"Prepare for me, I'm going to see Your Highness."

She couldn't wait to share that joy with the prince.

Walking unhurriedly, Zhuang Zhao lifted the curtain and ordered, "Go faster." ”

Paper Yan replied with an expression that you said uselessly: "The master is pregnant with a child, His Royal Highness specially instructed them to go slowly." ”

If you go fast, if your feet slip, that's a big deal.

Zhuang Zhao looked at the stone face of the paper inkstone, put down the curtain and thought angrily: Love is not fast, anyway, I already know, when the baby does not move, see how the prince regrets it.

It's a pity that her anger didn't last long, and when she arrived at the East Palace, she didn't know where to throw away the thoughts just now. He walked into the temple in a hurry.

Fortunately, she still remembered to walk slowly, so as not to be glared at by the prince.

"What's going on?" I guess I didn't come here to thank you.

The prince put down his pen and got up to meet her.

"Your Highness, the baby just moved!" She took his hand and put it on her stomach and smiled softly.

The prince looked at her radiant side face and hummed absentmindedly, unable to concentrate at all.

However, the baby gave face to the face twice in a row, and it seemed that he was happier when he met his father.

"It's so lively," the prince said with a smile staring at her face, his eyes as deep as stars.

She casually looked up and saw it, as if she was fascinated, and could no longer take her eyes off.

Tan Chen coughed twice, and the strong affection that had just been flashed disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The prince glared at him in displeasure.

Tan Chen said: "Your Highness, it's the crown princess who came to see you." ”

It's none of his business, it's the crown princess who came to disturb them.

If you are wronged, you have a debtor, don't be angry.

The Crown Princess?

How did I run into it again.

Zhuang Zhao remembered her expression after meeting the crown princess last time, and she still had some palpitations.

The prince touched her head and said thoughtfully, "Go and wait behind the screen." ”

Excellent!

Your Highness is the best!

Zhuang Zhao squeezed his hand with a grin and walked behind the screen like a butterfly.

The prince shook his head dotingly.

"Let the crown princess in." He regained his usual face and commanded.

The crown princess has lost a lot of weight, wearing a moon-white jacket and skirt, and her face looks a little yellow.

She came in and was just about to salute when the prince excused her.

"Sit down and talk." The prince was a little unbearable to see her like this.

"Thank you, Your Highness." The crown princess's voice was hoarse, and she sounded like an elderly person.

How can a disease be cured like this?

The prince frowned and decided to ask Imperial Doctor Liu later.

"Is there something you're here for?"

The crown princess smiled sadly, "The concubine has nothing to do now, and she doesn't dare to disturb His Highness." ”

These days, her mind is clearer than ever.

She and the prince didn't have much affection in the first place, and now it's almost grinding.

If she makes another big mistake, she can really prepare to become a nun.

She said: "The concubine hasn't seen her family for a long time, and she wants to see her." I came to talk to Your Highness. ”

She doesn't care about things now, and Zhuang Zhao is mostly in charge of the affairs of the East Palace.

She doesn't necessarily have to tell Zhuang Zhao, right?

So she still came to beg the prince.

It wasn't a big deal, and the prince immediately agreed.

The crown princess was about to say something, but her breathing suddenly became short, and the commotion in her body began again.

She barely managed to keep her voice, said goodbye to the prince, and returned to her step, and there was no one around, and she softened all at once.

It was so uncomfortable, so painful, she clung to the cushion tightly, and the corner of her mouth bit blood.