Chapter Seventy-Eight: You're Happy
The masters of Ling'an County are standing here, and the cups are also being raised, if they go back like this, they will be embarrassed.
She simply turned to Li Hongyuan: "Your Highness, I haven't congratulated you on your wedding yet." β
Li Hongyuan picked up the wine glass, said a word of thanks, and took a sip.
The county lord of Ling'an looked at his handsome and fresh face, and his heart was bitter.
She felt like a chaste martyr abandoned by a scumbag in the book.
So great, so brave, so wronged, so pitiful......
She was moved by her own tears, and she picked up the wine, ready to drink it allβ
At this moment, a "vomit" came.
When I looked closely, it was Jiang Ning.
She was holding a piece of goat's milk custard, bent down and vomited.
The eyes of everyone in the hall brushed from the county lord of Ling'an to her.
Ling'an County is angry to death.
She is self-absorbed and self-moved, this little slut is actually vomiting on the spot, who is it for?
Didn't she just drink a glass of wine with King Yu, as for being so jealous?
The atmosphere was all ruined by her.
Ling'an County turned around angrily and left.
Li Hongyuan reached out and grabbed Jiang Ning's wrist and pulled her to his side.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is supporting and caring for her, but in fact-
He was threatening in a low voice: "You give me some peace, who will you show such a humiliating act?" β
Jiang Ning held up the goat's milk soup: "It's not that I think you two are disgusting, the main thing is that this thing is too unpalatable." β
"You-"
"I don't believe Your Highness will taste it yourself." Jiang Ning brought the remaining goat's milk soup in his hand to his mouth.
Li Hongyuan resisted the urge to kick her out.
At this time, a noble lady spoke: "Is Princess Yu unwell?" β
Jiang Ning smiled: "It's not, it's just that this pastry is a little fishy." β
The lady smiled and said, "Yo, I look like I'm happy like this?" β
Wow β
There was an uproar in the hall.
His Majesty has a total of five sons, in addition to the deceased eldest prince who left an eldest grandson, the second, third and fourth children are also married, and six or seven children have been born one after another, all of whom are girls.
In other words, His Majesty has many granddaughters, and there is only one grandson so far.
If Princess Yu can win the male in one fell swoop, the five princes will have a lot more weight in the competition for the throne in the future.
It's just that King Yu has only been married for more than half a month, has Princess Yu had it so soon?
Looking at the lame legs, it's too easy to give birth.
Facing everyone's complicated expressions, Li Hongyuan said: "The princess just doesn't adapt to the diet, after all, she is a person who has been used to living a poor life since she was a child. It's not that you're pregnant. β
Jiang Ning rolled his eyes in his heart.
Calling her poor and sour in public?
Yes.
It's great.
"Whether you are pregnant or not, can't the doctor have the final say?" Jin Guifei, who had been sitting at the top and looked lazy, opened her mouth, "Laifu, you go and pass on the imperial doctor." β
Huang Ying also hurriedly pushed Jiang Ning behind the back screen.
You can't always let the doctor diagnose the pulse in front of everyone.
Soon, the Imperial Doctor arrived.
Jiang Ning saw that it was an "old acquaintance", and this time in a row, he saw it for the third time.
She couldn't help but ask, "Are you the only imperial doctor in the palace?" β
Imperial Physician Wei smiled: "Princess Yu's laughter is pure coincidence. β
Jiang Ning said: "With your old man's medical skills, it is also a miracle that he can mix in the palace for so long." Alright, come on. β
She held out her hand.
Imperial Physician Wei took out a silk handkerchief and covered it, carefully checked the pulse, withdrew his hand for a long time, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the princess, you are happy." β