In short, after one night, Feng Jiuli knew a lot of things that he didn't know before, and the two of them became more and more familiar.

In the process of chatting, Feng Jiuli couldn't help but find out that Jun Zihuang also has the potential to be a rotten girl, and when it comes to the love of men and men, she doesn't feel disobedient at all, and even her eyes shine.

It wasn't until the sky was bright that Feng Jiuli promised to find a way to help her cancel the marriage contract, and Jun Zihuang reluctantly climbed out of the window.

Next, naturally, I went back to the dormitory and slept upside down.

However, not long after she fell asleep, she was woken up by Xiaoqing's vigorous knocking on the door.

"What's the matter? So what to do in such a hurry? Feng Jiuli rubbed her eyes, sleepy-eyed.

Xiaoqing said through the door a little anxiously: "Young master, open the door quickly, I just got the news, Mrs. is pregnant, the Queen Mother asked you to hurry up to see her!" ”

"Pregnant?" Feng Jiuli paused and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

At the same time, she quickly sat up and began to wrap a bandage around her chest and get dressed.

"Yes, the Queen Mother also just got the news, saying that it has been three months." Xiaoqing's somewhat anxious voice came in again.

"My father can still get a woman pregnant at such an old age, it's really a treasure knife!"

Feng Jiuli sighed, then touched his chin, his eyes were full of playfulness, "Could it be that he likes to be a father?" ”

"What is a happy father, young master, hurry up, the queen mother is in a hurry." Although Xiao Qing was curious, she also knew that the main thing now was to call the young master out.

She was about to reach out and knock on the door, but it creaked open.

"Let's go, go see my aunt!" Feng Jiuli walked out of the dormitory first and walked towards the main hall.

She could naturally guess what the Queen Mother was nervous about.

Before the position of her son was determined, Lin Jingying was already pregnant, but I was afraid that in the future, she would be even more of a hindrance.

However, what belongs to her Feng Jiuli, unless she willingly doesn't want it.

Otherwise, if someone dares to rob her of something, then - never die!

Feng Jiuli slightly hooked the corners of her lips, the early morning sun reflected on her delicate jade-like face, and her thick curly eyelashes fanned slightly, smearing the fine Jinhua.

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"Li'er, you have to listen to the mourning family this time, when the emperor comes up, the mourning family will ask him to give you a marriage, as long as you are willing to marry, the mourning family will naturally help you get the position of the son."

Feng Jiuli had just arrived at the main hall, and before she could react, the Queen Mother looked at her and spoke anxiously.

She opened her mouth, and was about to shirk it, when a shrill voice suddenly came from outside, "The emperor has arrived—the ninth prince has arrived—"

Nine Princes!

After hearing this title, Feng Jiuli subconsciously shrunk her neck, and the feeling in her heart was very complicated, both resentment and expectation.

How to say that the Nine Princes are a rare beautiful man, although she has always been dissatisfied with him, it does not prevent her from watching beautiful men.

The two walked in one after the other, followed by their respective guards.

The emperor is still a golden robe and a golden crown, just a middle-aged uncle, even if he is handsome, there is nothing to look at.

Her gaze moved back, and finally stopped at Jun Wuji's body, and a flash of surprise flashed in her peach blossom eyes.

There is such a kind of man, even if you hate him, every time you see him, you will still be attracted to him.

Jun Wuji is such a man.

He has thick eyebrows and slender eyebrows, a handsome nose, thin red lips, and an ink-colored brocade robe, with gold threads on the sides outlining the lines of the golden dragon, which highlights his cold and arrogant temperament to the extreme.