Has His Royal Highness chased his wife's crematorium today?

Chapter 197

The red is delicate and bright, and people can't help but caress with their fingers.

Yun Zhao felt that something was wrong, "I don't think why."

Before the man found fault, she spoke first, "Before you lied to me that I couldn't stand up, I was sad for a long time."

"I'll be worried every day then, and I'll cook medicine to massage your legs."

Yun Zhao was originally a pre-emptive strike, but the more he said it, the more wronged he became.

"I've done so much, you don't even give me time to sleep."

Xiao Changyin: "..."

"It's my fault. Last night... for a while... I indulged a bit."

He paused, and promised, "I won't do anything tonight."

Yun Zhao stared at him for a while, as if judging whether he really did nothing.

But the dignified prince should not contradict his promise.

Yun Zhao cheered up, took a notebook and lay down on the bed, with a cup of sweet and sour drink by his hand.

Xiao Changyin sat over and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Unexpectedly, Yun Zhao glared at him pretending to be annoyed.

But he said with concern, "If it hurts, I'll go get some medicine."

Yun Zhao quickly grabbed his arm, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."

Meeting the man's deep eyes, her voice gradually lowered, "It doesn't hurt, it's just tired."

After speaking, Xiao Changyin showed a thoughtful expression, while Yun Zhao continued to read the script.

Soon, the storybook was thrown on the ground, and the bed curtain was also put down.

From time to time, a hand stretched out from the bed curtain, and almost instantly, that hand was caught again.

When the rain had just stopped and he was exhausted, Yun Zhao suddenly felt that what his brother said was right.

Men are not good things.

She believed what he said, she might as well believe that pigs can climb trees.

Naturally, the movement here cannot be hidden from Ling Xue. During this period of time, Ling Xue has actually confirmed that the two of them have not consummated their marriage, so it should be Xiao Changyin's problem.

Maybe not.

She boldly guessed that, after all, a man of this age was in his youth.

When she heard the news from Mammy, she was startled, "What's going on?"

The nanny bent her waist, "When the maidservant left the palace, I heard from the doctor of the Princess Mansion that the son-in-law once asked the woman at what age is it safe to give birth."

Ling Xue was silent for a while, then closed her eyes and raised her hand to motion for Mammy to go down.

This time she was really relieved.

In fact, apart from the previous feeling that Xiao Changyin might have a problem, Ling Xue has another guess.

Since ancient times, good marriages between two surnames cannot be generalized, and they can also be divided into good things on the inside or good things on the surface.

If the inside is good, giving birth to a child is natural, and the child symbolizes the friendship between the two parties.

If it is only on the surface, it will be quite different.

Superficial friendliness will be torn to shreds sooner or later.

At that time, the situation of the children due to this marriage contract will be extremely embarrassing, and neither side is suitable for his existence.

But no matter what, there is blood in the end.

So neither side really cares.

In fact, Ling Xue guessed that the biggest reason was the latter.

Now that I know the reason, I am really surprised.

Of course, she knew that Xiao Changyin deliberately let her know.

Otherwise, he didn't need to consult the government doctor at all, he would have a doctor by his side.

"What's wrong?" Yun Qin asked when he saw his wife in a daze when he got off the court.

Ling Xue came back to her senses and said those words again.

At the end, he sighed again, "I don't know how long this stable life can last."

Yun Qin held her hand and comforted, "Don't worry, I'm here for everything."

Yun Zhao got up early the next morning and hurried out of the palace to go back to the princess mansion.

Xiao Changyin was shut outside the door, so he could only push the wheelchair to the window, and said softly, "Zhao Zhao."

Yun Zhao snorted softly, this time she will not be fooled.

The window was open as long as it was open. Anyway, he wanted to play in front of outsiders, so it was impossible for him to jump in through the window.

Qiuyue was allowed in, still holding four or five booklets in her hand, her eyes seemed to be shining.

Yun Zhao's eyelids trembled, "Auntie, I can't ask for any more. I already have a lot of brochures, which are enough!"

She almost said the last three words through gritted teeth.

Qiuyue pretended not to hear it, "If you don't need this booklet, just put it on the shelf, and if you don't want to read it, just put it in the bottom of the box. It's not a bad thing to have too many books."

How could it not be a bad thing!
As long as Yun Zhao thinks of her...and the patterns drawn in that book...she wants to burn all these books.

It's a pity that Qiuyue watched closely, even if Yun Zhao was going to hide, he would have to meet disapproving eyes.

Yun Zhao looked at the window again. Although the man's face was still expressionless, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

She walked over to close the window.

As soon as he reached out his hand, he was held.

"Zhao Zhao, after a few days, let's go out and ride horses, shall we?"

Yun Zhao: "How to ride a horse?"

Isn't he going to continue to pretend to be sick?
Xiao Changyin: "I'm watching."

He said, very aggrieved.

How could Yun Zhao disagree, she wished she could have fun there, while he could only watch eagerly from the sidelines.

Otherwise, it's hot outside today, she can't wait to go out now.

There happened to be a palace official passing by outside, so Yun Zhao opened the door and motioned for him to come in.

In the next few days, Yun Zhao failed to go out as he wished.

Because it was getting hotter every day, if she went riding a horse in this weather, she would suffer from heat stroke before taking two steps.

Xiao Changyin received a letter from his father.

Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help laughing when he saw the text inside.

With a mocking laugh.

His father, the emperor, could not be called a faint king, and even to some extent, he could indeed be called a wise king.

But... he is Ming Jun, but he is not so bright.

He has his own selfishness, and this selfishness will indeed affect the court and the fate of the country.

He burned the letter, just pretending that he didn't know the meaning of the letter, and replied one.

A few days later, the emperor got the letter and hurriedly opened it.

After finally getting better, his face sank.

It was full of words about caring about his body and about the queen's body. As for the two mines, he also mentioned them.

Just mention what?

He said that this belonged to the dowry of the princess, and he did not make the decision.

How proper is it for a man to use his wife's dowry?

As soon as these high-sounding words were thrown away, the emperor was raised high.

Ben was still thinking that it would fail this time, so he accepted it with force, and at this time there was no other way.

It is unseemly for a husband to use his wife's dowry, much less for him as a father.

But these words are for everyone to see, and no one can see the problem.

Maybe you can even praise him for being polite.

The emperor wandered around the Guangming Palace for a long time and drank many cups of cold tea, but his anger still persisted.

As he turned around, he thought of Xiao Changluo.

Didn't his seventh son happen to use his wife's dowry?

Originally the emperor was angry about this matter, but now because of the content of the letter, he was even more angry.

(End of this chapter)