Yun Miao learned from Yang Xuanling that the dead prince was a fake, and he had really been hidden by Zhao Falcon a long time ago.

In this way, it is exactly what Mei said, the imperial fortune in the palace is very stable, and there is no abnormality.

"So, you still have to hold a funeral for the fake prince?" Yun Miao lay on the soft couch, eating fragrant and soft chocolate cake, and fed Yang Xuanling a bite from time to time.

Yang Xuanling pressed her legs, the bigger her belly, the more swollen her legs became, and now they were two circles thicker, and there were faint pits when she pressed it, which made him worried.

"Your Majesty's will be a big deal."

"The fake one is dead in the right position, how will the prince return to the palace in the future?"

"We don't have to bother. You're not feeling well right now except for your legs. "For him, she is the most important thing.

Yun Miao gave him the chocolate cake in his hand, "You can eat it, my belly is getting bigger and bigger, and my appetite is getting smaller and smaller." ”

Yang Xuanling took the cake and solved it in three or two bites, "Eat a few more meals." ”

"Good. Husband, let me tell you something. Yun Miao took his hand.

His hands were big and warm, and she could put both hands in one of his big palms, with a beautiful and comfortable sense of security.

"You say." Yang Xuanling's eyes were gentle, and her slender hands wrapped around her slender hands.

Yun Miao raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were full of admiration and admiration, and his watery emotions flowed, "Husband, I like you, but I am asleep, and I am all about you in my dreams." ”

Yang Xuanling was slightly stunned, then the tips of his ears were slightly red, and he looked around again...... This one saw why she was like this.

I saw a maid dressed in pink clothes with beautiful facial features, standing outside the door.

This maid was sent by his grandmother, and she was also the daughter of a distant relative, named Qi Ling'er, who said that she was sent to Yunjiao to learn the rules, but everyone with a discerning eye knows what An's thoughts are.

Yang Xuanling nodded the tip of her delicate nose, "You can also smell the vinegar that can't be touched by the eight poles." ”

Yun Miao certainly believed that he would not betray him. A daughter-in-law like her, who is not easy to chase, is also unique, he is afraid that he will disappear every day, and his two eyes are not enough to guard, where do he have the heart to look around.

"I just want you to know that I love you very much today." Wu Lingling's charming starry eyes are seductive.

Although these words are very sweet and greasy, they are extremely useful to those who like them, just look at the secret desire in Yang Xuanling's eyes that is almost uncontrollable.

"Got it." Yang Xuanling picked her up, "Let's go to my mother's place to say goodbye." ”

"Huh? You carry me. "Yun Miao is busy coming down.

"Well, you can't go down to the ground if your leg is swollen." Yang Xuanling imprisoned her and didn't let her move for half a minute.

When she went out, Qi Ling'er saw Yang Xuanling holding Yun Jiao, took a quick look, and bowed her head and saluted, "Lord, do you need to ask for a soft sedan chair for the princess?" ”

Yang Xuanling said: "No need. ”

Yun Miao was personally hugged by Yang Xuanling and went to Zhengxiang Courtyard.

Qi Ling'er followed.

Along the way, Yun Miao was a little embarrassed, and it wasn't that his leg was broken, but just a little swollen, which was not in the way, and there was a Qi Ling'er behind him.

But Yang Xuanling just didn't let go, "In addition to your big belly now, your body is still too thin." Go back and let my mother do some nourishment. ”

"I'm a thin person myself, but I don't get fat." Yun Jiaojiao was angry, "Don't trouble my mother." ”

"The slave maid will cook some hometown dishes, if the princess does not dislike it, you can try the slave maid's craftsmanship." Qi Lingle's voice is crisp and beautiful.