Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Tell Xia Qing that if you can't find the queen, you will all die!" Mu Xichen's face became more and more solemn.

"Yes! I will try my best to find the queen. Please don't worry too much. It's important to take care of the dragon body." Zonghua said one more sentence this time.

The emperor's situation at this time worried him. He had followed Mu Xichen for many years and cared more about the Emperor than himself.

"Go ahead. Tell father-in-law Xu that the morning has been cancelled these days, and I won't see anyone." after spitting out this sentence wearily, Mu Xichen painfully closed his eyes and leaned weakly on the chair behind him.

It's like leaving one after another, which has taken away all his vitality.

At the youlongge branch, Meng Duoduo lay quietly in bed.

Now, her leg is hurt and she can't go anywhere. Yun Feiyang says she's going to get her delicious food, so she can only wait.

After a while, Yun Feiyang opened the door curtain and came in. Behind him was a female disciple in white. The girl had a delicate porcelain bowl in her hand. Meng Duoduo smelled the aroma from a distance.

When he came to the bed, he saw Meng Duoduo with two bright eyes open and unwilling to lie down honestly. Yun Feiyang couldn't help laughing and said, "it's time to get up. Here comes the delicious food."

With that, he helped her up and sat comfortably against the quilt.

Meng Duoduo asked, "what is it? Although I'm hungry, I don't seem to have any appetite?"

"The red dates and black chicken soup is most suitable for you to heal and nourish your wounds and can also improve your beauty. The ingredients, color, aroma and nutritional components I prepared for you are first-class. Come and have a taste." I took the soup from the female disciple's hand, and Yun Feiyang's lips rose slightly and bent into an extremely spoiled arc: "and I'm going to feed you myself."

"No, my hand is not hurt. I'll do it myself." Meng Duoduo simply refused, saying that he wanted to take the bowl of soup from his hand.

She is not used to letting a man who has nothing to do with her feed her. Although this man is really good to her, but... No matter what, she can't let others serve her like this.

"I want to feed you." Yun Feiyang deliberately moved his hand outward without letting her touch the bowl. The smile on his face became more and more charming.

"Give it to me, or I won't eat it." Meng Duoduo couldn't help staring at him.

"Well, well, I admit defeat. I knew you were a stubborn girl with a hard heart. But I didn't believe this evil, and I hit a nail again with kindness." she shook her head with a fake sigh, and Yun Feiyang handed her the bowl.

Reaching for the soup, Meng Duoduo looked at the soup noodles floating with yellow oil flowers. Suddenly, his stomach surged, and a disgusting feeling rushed to his throat.

She quickly handed the chicken soup to Yun Feiyang, leaned over her face and retched.

"Blossoming, are you very uncomfortable?" he gave the soup to the female disciple. Yun Feiyang stroked her back moderately to alleviate her discomfort at this time.

"I don't know what's the matter? Suddenly I want to vomit. The soup... Feels a little fishy." Meng Duoduo slowly felt better, so he sat back, looked at him and said apologetically, "Yun Feiyang, thank you. The soup is also delicious, but I can't drink it."

Originally, people kindly sent her chicken soup to nourish her body, but she was disgusted before she drank it. Oh, I'm sorry.

"Take this down and bring a bowl of brown sugar eggs to Miss Meng." Yun Feiyang told the female disciple.

The female disciple obeyed her orders and went out.

Quietly watching Meng Duoduo, the clouds were flying. In his clear and deep eyes, there was something unclear about cutting. For a long time, he opened his mouth in a low voice: "how long have you been like this?"

"What's it like?" Meng Duoduo picked up the tip of her eyebrows.

"Is this feeling of wanting to vomit? How long has it been?" Yun Feiyang asked. His voice, which was always magnetic and pleasant, was somewhat dull.

"I haven't done it before. Recently, it seems that... Sometimes I feel sick." after a little thought, Meng Duoduo replied frankly.

Indeed, now she seems to feel uncomfortable when she smells something heavier.

Yun Feiyang stopped talking and pulled her right hand.

"What are you doing?" Meng Duoduo was surprised, but he couldn't take back his hand.

He put his hand on her pulse, and Yun Feiyang's expression was dignified and strange.

Seeing that yunfeiyang suddenly took his pulse so seriously, Meng Duoduo's heart jumped uncontrollably: is it? God, how is this possible? But... How is this impossible?

Finally, yunfeiyang slowly let go of her wrist, and the voice murmured out a few words: "blossoming, you're pregnant."

After hearing this certain and affirmative words, Meng Duoduo's heart, which was beating wildly, suddenly became very quiet again.

Her body leaned powerlessly against the quilt behind her. She remained silent for a long time and had mixed feelings: pregnant? Muxichen's child, the crystallization of her and muxichen's love.

Early or late, after she had just left muxichen, she was surprised to find that she had his child.

God, what's the coincidence? Did you arrange it specifically to make fun of people?

If she had known earlier, if she had known earlier that a little life had been conceived in her body, would she have left without hesitation?

Thinking, Meng Duoduo's heart hurt, and her beautiful eyebrows were gently locked into a knot.

Yunfeiyang has been paying careful attention to her expression change. At this time, he asked, "is it you, the man you love?"

Meng Duoduo was still silent and confused.

Love? Of course she loves him. But now, can she still love him?

She has gone. She has completely left him. And as long as he was in front of the emperor, she would never come back to him.

They, obviously, have no future. However, he left the child for them.

Is this God's favor for them? Can't God have the heart to watch them fall in love so hard and finally miss each other, so he brought a child to blossoming at this time.

"Is it him? The new emperor of Ningguo, the man you called third brother when I met him in Muzi Lane last time?" Yun Feiyang raised his tone slightly.

Since he knew that blossoming was pregnant, his face had lost the casual smile of the past and became deep and serious.

The girl he loved, the girl he longed for day and night, he finally waited until she came. However, she found that she had other people's children

In the heart of Yun Feiyang, five tastes are miscellaneous for a time, which is extremely uncomfortable.