Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 1182 If Your Majesty Is Not Satisfied With Me
Qinglan's eyes hide a little bit of starlight.

Ying Ning couldn't help but her heart skipped a beat, she lowered her head and smiled as if to hide: "Why, your Qing clan is so generous that even the patriarch donated it?"

"Your Majesty will feel more at ease with the patriarch of the Qing clan as the emperor's husband."

"It makes sense." Ying Ning pondered, "Then, how many can I choose?"

"..."

"Haha." Ying Ning smiled and waved her hands, "I don't need to choose any imperial husband, you should follow the marriage contract and marry Miss Lingze, and live a good life."

"You are the empress, if you don't choose the emperor's husband, how can you continue the blood of the royal family?"

"As a puppet, one must have the consciousness of a puppet." Ying Ning laughed.

"If Your Majesty is not satisfied with me, you can meet the other seven candidates tomorrow and make a decision." Qing Lan saluted slightly, lifted the hem of her robe casually, turned around and left quickly.

"You, just leave if you say so?"

Ying Ning looked at his back with broad shoulders and thin waist, and shook her head, "Such a big temper, it's not the same as before!"

In the past, Gu Changyuan, except for the time when she misunderstood that she was pregnant with Gu Yingxun's child, in the years that followed, he was always gentle and considerate to her, never throwing his face and beating others up when he disagreed with her.

Ying Ning thought about Gu Chang Yuan silently in her heart, broke apart and crushed the word miss, and tossed and rewound it thousands of times between her lips, teeth and heart.

But I can't change back that person's voice and smile.

The injury on her neck was not serious, and she could get out of bed and walk around the next day. Apart from the pain when touched, it had no other impact on her.

But the palace people still didn't allow her to eat, and the breakfast was still about ten bowls of porridge.

It's okay, how much is enough?

Ying Ning ate two bowls in one go, and reached out to get the third bowl, but was stopped again.

The palace maid said respectfully: "Your Majesty, according to the orders of the imperial physician and Lord Qing Lan, you can only use two bowls of Zhou."

Ying Ning was stunned: "Then you sent a dozen bowls?"

"This is to let His Majesty choose the one that suits your taste."

"I want to eat!"

Ying Ning reached out to take it.

The maidservant quickly ran away with the porridge.

Ying Ning: "..."

She walked around the palace, and found that this resplendent and magnificent bedroom had everything, but no food.

After a while, a new batch of maidservants came in to help her change and freshen up.

She put on a golden long dress embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, black moccasin boots on her feet, a black brocade belt around her waist, and a white double dragon jade.

Standing in front of the mirror, all the maids in the palace were fascinated.

The main thing is a beautiful and cool.

Yingning looked at her delicate appearance when she was thirteen or fourteen years old in the mirror, and felt very satisfied.

"Thank you for your hard work, sisters. You will be rewarded later."

Ying Ning turned her head and blinked at them, with her hands behind her back, she strode out of the dormitory.

"If Your Majesty is a man, it will be fine."

A maidservant said in a low voice.

Another maidservant sneered: "If Your Majesty is a man, what are your plans? Could it be that you still want to climb the dragon's couch and fly to the high branches to become a phoenix?"

The maid immediately blushed and spat: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Don't dream, why should your majesty be a man? It's better if your majesty is a woman. Let me speak out for all the women in the world!" The maid raised her chin, "In the past, when the king was a man, the eight major families sent their daughters into the palace. Come on. Now that His Majesty is a woman, what kind of children will the Eight Great Families choose to enter the palace? It's really exciting."

"So, Your Majesty is going to choose the emperor's husband now?"

(End of this chapter)