Chapter 394
Such a large hall, facing the figure that was fading away, respectfully shouted: "Regards to the emperor, respect to the empress, and respect to the crown prince!"

Hsinchu embraced His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was sleeping, and followed behind the two with a smile on his face. Beside her was Lian'er who dared not let out tears.

"Sister Lian'er."

Lianer was surprised, looking at the smiling Hsinchu with red eyes.

Hsinchu smiled and looked at Lian'er and said sweetly: "Sister Lian'er, don't be cautious. Although the emperor is majestic, he is very gentle around the empress."

Seeing that Lian'er was slightly surprised, Xinzhu quickly explained: "The emperor really dotes on the empress, and he is very fond of the empress."

"Such scenes are common in Jiuyou Palace." Hsinchu became happier as he talked, and glanced at His Royal Highness who was sleeping soundly in his arms: "There is also His Royal Highness, the emperor is so precious."

"His Royal Highness?" Lian'er's eyes slowly fell on the little man in Hsinchu's arms.

Hsinchu smiled and nodded: "Yes, His Royal Highness was crowned prince in less than a month, which shows the emperor's favor for the queen."

"Although it is said that a mother is more expensive than a child, Xinzhu feels that the emperor loves his wife more than His Royal Highness in many cases." After thinking about it, Xinzhu nodded firmly.

Paused, seeing Lian Er looking at her.Hsinchu lowered his voice: "Sister Lian'er, tell Hsinchu that the empress is really the fourth young lady who was in the Prime Minister's Mansion before?"

Lian'er was slightly surprised, took the face towel handed over by Hsinchu, wiped away her tears, smiled through tears: "Your Majesty has admitted it herself, don't you believe it?"

Hsinchu quickly shook his head: "It's not that Hsinchu doesn't believe in Empress, but... but..."

Hsinchu wanted to cry, very much.

If she remembers correctly, long, long ago...

She seemed to have mentioned, in front of the Empress, that the Fourth Miss of the Ruan Mansion married the Emperor who was His Highness Ninth at the time.

Ouch, now that I think about it, Hsinchu's cheeks are flushed, and I dare not raise my eyes.

As if guessing Hsinchu's worries, Lian'er couldn't help but smile when she saw it: "Little... no, my lady is very good, very good, and I won't mind being hungry."

Nesting in Feng Jiuyou's arms, Ruan Mianmian, whose face was flushed red, was in embarrassment, and gently tugged at his sleeve: "Jiuyou, let me down."

Smiling lazily, Feng Jiuyou lowered her head and looked at her, deep in her eyes was an indissoluble tenderness: "Wu Ai, how can I be willing?"

Wu Ai, your body is like this, how can I be willing to let you suffer a little more?
Wu Ai, you have spent so much effort to subdue those ministers for me and make them loyal. How can I be willing to do so? I don’t understand you?

Wu love, my love.

Back at Jiuyou Palace, Hsinchu handed His Royal Highness the Prince to the nanny, who was looked after by Rong Yu and Rong and the two sisters, while she took Lian Er to the room arranged for her.

It's next door to her room, it's very fresh and elegantly furnished, it doesn't look like a servant's room at all, but like a young lady's boudoir.

Eye sockets were red again, Lian'er hurriedly asked: "Hsinchu, is... did you bring the wrong room?"

Since losing contact with Miss, she has never seen Miss again.How could such a boudoir belong to her?
Hsinchu said with a smile: "My empress means, since I moved into Jiuyou Palace, my empress asked Hsinchu to keep a room. At that time, Hsinchu didn't understand, so I asked my empress with a smile."

"The empress said, prepare, maybe one day, she will live in." Looking at the tearful Lian'er with a smile, Hsinchu also slowly burst into tears.

Lian'er stood in the room crying, calling softly: "Miss..."

With a lady like this, her life... is worth it.

In the bedroom of Jiuyou Palace, there is a gentle room.

Feng Jiuyou supported Ruan Mianmian's waist with neither light nor heavy strength, but it made her blush intensify, so she could only turn away slightly.

But he didn't let her go, he put his forehead on her forehead, and looked at her with heavy eyes, the friendship in his eyes was so obvious.The brows are full of wind and laziness: "Wu Ai, let me take a good look at you."

"Look at it every day, you don't need to stare like this." Ruan Mianmian said in a low voice, she was becoming less and less resistant to Feng Jiuyou's gentleness.

He evoked a charming smile: "Yeah, I look at it like this every day, but I still feel that I can't look at it enough."

Her cheeks became more and more red, and the peach blossoms blooming on her face were like peach blossoms in full bloom, beautiful, fragrant and friendly.

He looked at her, then lowered his head to kiss her, the kiss became deeper...

Soft and gentle, she heard him whispering something in her ear while she was begging for mercy drowsily.

It seems to be, Mianmian, my love.

In her sleep, the corners of her lips slowly curled up, revealing a sweet and happy smile.

(End of this chapter)

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