Back on my wedding night, my husband sent me to the nine-thousand-year-old bed

"It's okay, he was just hit by the emperor with a tea cup. It's cold outside, let's go inside."

Yan Ci held Lin Wanyi's little hand, feeling a slight chill on her fingertips, and then without hesitation put her hands into his arms to cover her.

Lin Wanyi felt embarrassed for a while. She was about to say, where are the others?

As a result, the next moment they discovered that Fuling and others were present, and they immediately turned around in perfect agreement.

In just one breath, everyone ran away?

"Let's go, Huanwen, let's go into the house."

"I'll put some medicine on your wound."

"it is good."

Lin Wanyi entered the house and wanted to move the small medicine box, but Yan Ci had already moved her medicine box over quickly.

Not only that, Yan Ci also asked: "Will these medicines be bad for your health?"

Lin Wanyi glanced at him indifferently, "This medicine will not harm me, but you didn't have to suffer this injury, right? So, it was the emperor who did it?"

Yanci's martial arts skills were extremely high. Even if Lin Wanyi didn't know any martial arts, he knew that Yanci would have few opponents.

Unless, he takes the initiative to be beaten.

Yan Ci sat there obediently, with his head raised, holding Lin Wanyi's waist with both hands, and allowed her to apply the medicine to him.

"My Huanwan is smart. Well, it was the dog emperor who smashed her."

"Yanci, he hit you many times?"

"He is just incapable of barking. If I don't hide away, I will let him misunderstand that he can still control me."

Lin Wanyi briefly treated the wound that was about to recover at the banquet, and put the things back in the medicine box. She said a little distressedly: "Then how long will you continue to perform?"

"It won't take too long. After the Ninth Prince escapes the capital with the Liang people, I will let people spread the news of the Liang people's restoration. By then, the emperor will be furious, and then it will be time for the prince who was left behind among the people to return to his throne. ."

Lin Wanyi gently stroked Gao Long's abdomen, "Counting the days, our child will be born soon."

Yan Ci pressed his face against her belly, his tone of voice was slow and gentle, but extremely serious, "It's my fault that the child has been misunderstood by the outside world. Therefore, when she is born, she must be legitimate. Little princess."

Yan Ci still doesn't want to be the emperor, but restoring his status as prince is imminent.

Therefore, the prince's daughter must be a small princess.

Lin Wanyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Maybe it's the little emperor's grandson?"

After Yan Ci fell silent, he looked at Huan Huan's belly again. Well, he really couldn't tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

He reached out and hugged Lin Wanyi again, "It doesn't matter whether he is a boy or a girl, he can wear those little skirts anyway!"

Lin Wanyi held back her smile, "Well, okay, okay, let go of me, I'm going to soak my feet."

"I'll wash your feet."

The banquet left next door and brought in the hot water brought by the maid. He carefully put Lin Wanyi's feet into the basin and washed one toe and the other.

Although she had been washed by him many times, Lin Wanyi was still not used to it and it was still itchy. She subconsciously shrank her feet and said, "Yan Ci, just let me wash it myself."

"It must be inconvenient for you to have such a big belly, and..." Yanci suddenly paused, his handsome face was full of love, and his voice trembled, "Huanwen, your feet are so swollen. Already?"

Although Lin Wanyi's feet were very uncomfortable, her tone was still very steady, "It will always be like this in the third trimester of pregnancy. After giving birth, the body will slowly recover."

Of course, there are also cases that cannot be recovered, and there will be some marks on the belly that look like orange peel.

But Lin Wanyi believed that her beauty cream could definitely solve this problem.

The most that can be done is to prevent Yan Ci from seeing them until those lines disappear.

Looking at Yan Ci's still very ugly face, she paused, thought of something, and immediately asked: "Yan Ci, do you think I am fat now, my body is swollen, and I have light spots on my face. You Are you starting to dislike me?"

The little emotions during pregnancy really come as they come.

Yan Ci was not anxious or angry at all. He took a fine Ge cloth and gently helped Lin Wanyi wipe the water droplets off Lin Wanyi's feet.

"Huanwen, no matter what you become, I will never despise you. In fact, when I am with you, I have always had low self-esteem. I feel like I am a snake and scorpion living in a dark and damp place. I am really worried about you. One day, you will hate me like this."

Lin Wanyi didn't expect him to say this, and was slightly startled, "Yanci, don't you know how good you are? As a nine-thousand-year-old, you are far ahead of others in terms of intelligence and martial arts. Even more Don't tell me, you will resume your status as prince soon."

Xie Cheng's violent nine thousand years is intimidating to people.

But His Highness the Crown Prince, who is handsome, intelligent, and well-equipped in both civil and military affairs, is different.

Yan Ci had already washed his hands, returned to Lin Wanyi, and held her in his arms.

He smiled lightly and said, "I'm worried that you hate me, and you're worried that I'll abandon you. Huanhua, is there a possibility that you and I are so good, we are a match made in heaven, so we deserve to be together."

Lin Wanyi was also amused by him, "That's destiny, what does it mean to deserve it?"

"Whether you deserve it or you are destined, in short, I am very grateful to God for sending you to me."

Speaking of which, there is one more person to thank in the banquet speech.

If Shen Yubai hadn't been short-sighted and blind-minded, missing out on such a good thing, it might not have been his turn.

Why don't you burn some paper for Shen Yubai some other time?

**

"Eunuch Jiang, when you become famous in the future, don't forget your brothers."

"Good talk, good talk."

After chatting casually with the guard guard, Jiang Wan walked out of the prison that was filled with the smell of blood.

He looked at the roof behind him in a daze, as if it were a beast dormant in the middle of the night.

He swore that he would never come to a place like Tianlao again!

Too bad!

Because it was found out that Jiang Wang was innocent, the Ministry of Internal Affairs transferred him to the Qianqing Palace on duty.

Qianqing Palace, that is the residence of the emperor, and in terms of blood relationship, the emperor is still his biological uncle!

After all, Jiang Wan's biological mother, Princess Jiarou, is the biological sister of the current Holy Emperor!

Jiang Wan puffed up his chest again, his eyes were bright, and his heart was filled with anticipation.

Perhaps the previous hardships were all to temper him, and now his rise to success is just around the corner!

Thinking of the majestic banquet speech and the overwhelming power, Jiang Wan took a deep breath. He thought that before long, he would definitely become the second banquet speech!

But when he first arrived at Qianqing Palace, he was not summoned and was not allowed to enter. However, when he saw the inner prisoner coming out with basins of blood, Jiang Wan's eyes widened instantly.

"Why, why is there so much blood?"

The little eunuch glanced at him speechlessly, "You just came here, right? Remember, do more and talk less, and you will live longer!"

Jiang Wan realized that it was His Majesty who had vomited blood!

Oh my god, you vomited so much blood, is your Majesty going to die soon?

Jiang Wan's face turned pale in an instant. He took two steps back and watched the eunuch carrying the basin. After walking away, he quickly covered his mouth and hid in the corner.

No, the Qing Palace cannot stay here!

If the emperor dies, the eunuchs who serve him closely will be doomed!

No matter who ascends to the throne in the future, they will never be reused.

"I want to be transferred. If I don't come here, I'll be in charge of Qing Palace!"

Jiang Wan was determined, and just as he was about to turn around and go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he suddenly heard the voice of the emperor's confidant eunuch, Eunuch Zhao, Zhao Fu'an.

"What, are you saying that Imperial Concubine Lin committed suicide? Remember, this news must be sealed. No matter what, His Highness the Ninth Prince cannot know about it! Do you hear that?"