Quickly read: She became the boss’s favorite by giving birth to children!

He was never a person who would wrong himself. After standing beside the bed for a while, he stretched out his hand, and the attendant behind him moved forward to change clothes skillfully.

After changing into obscene clothes, I went to bed and fell asleep with my arms around the person.

There was a faint smell of camellia on the tip of his nose, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, while the little girl was still awake, I got up consciously.

Opening his eyes, he quietly looked at Tu Qingyu's sleeping face for a while before getting up and washing up.

Before going to court in the morning, she still reminded her, "take good care of her and watch her eat and drink medicine."

"Yes."

After the morning court, he followed him into the emperor's study room and stated what happened that day.

What he found out was that the ship had been tampered with by King Yan and King Dai.

The old emperor found out the same result.

He looked at his son standing below and sighed deeply in his heart. He truly loved this son.

It's a pity that at 32 years old, he still doesn't have an heir, so how can he feel confident about leaving this country to him.

Now that he suffered this disaster, it was not because he wanted to disturb his position as prince.

"Do you want the maid who saved you?"

"Yes, I beg your father to make it happen."

Jiang Jingchuan bowed his hands and bowed. There was no dissatisfaction on his face, only a request.

"Since you like it and she saved you, then let's keep Zhao Xun by your side." This son has always been excellent. He finally begged himself once, so why not satisfy him?

"No, father." Jiang Jingchuan raised his head and looked at the emperor, "My son wants to make her Liangyuan."

He had decided to give it to Cheng Hui last night, but when he hugged her this morning and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, he suddenly regretted it.

The little girl didn't want to stay in the palace in the first place, and if she didn't give her a higher status, I'm afraid she wouldn't be happy even more.

With her background, it is a little difficult for Liangyuan, but it is not impossible.

The guilt of the father is a good thing. This guilt can even give people around him an important position.

Can……

That's all, let's just consider it as compensation for forcing her to stay by my side.

He could still get that position without his father's guilt.

The emperor frowned as expected, "Liangyuan, how can she afford to be treated like a palace maid?"

"Father, I believe that my life is still worthy of a good wife." He straightened up, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

The emperor was choked by him. He thought that the other party would ask him to give the position of governor of Sichuan Gorge to one of his subordinates.

He looked steadily at his son standing at the bottom, trying to read something on his face.

It's a pity that he didn't. His prince had learned how to keep his emotions and anger hidden since he was a child.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "That's all. If you like her, you can be a good lady."

After all, the other party saved his prince's life.

He wanted the other party to voluntarily give up his position as prince, but this was all for the sake of the country and the country, and he never wanted to kill him.

If something really happens to the prince, he...

The first thing Jiang Jingchuan did when he returned to the East Palace was to see Tu Qingyu, who had just woken up.

Beside the bed were the soups and meals brought in by the palace maid.

When she saw the man coming in, her first reaction was to salute and say hello. Jiang Jingchuan held her down and said, "No courtesy."

Then he glanced at the untouched decoction and said, "What? Is it not to your liking?"

Tu Qingyu answered the question, "Your Highness, when can I return to my place of residence?"

"Breakfast first."

Jiang Jingchuan did not answer her, but picked up the shredded chicken porridge next to him, tested the temperature with the back of his hand, and then picked up a spoon to feed her.

Tu Qingyu was frightened and subconsciously leaned back a little, his eyes widened with horror, "Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"Are you going to do it by yourself or will I feed you alone?"

"Slave, do it yourself..." She reached out and took the porridge bowl.

She was really hungry. It was difficult for her to put this bowl of porridge here for so long. It was so hard for her to endure the smell.

If it weren't for the sake of interacting more with the prince and gaining some affection, who would be willing to suffer this fate?

Jiang Jingchuan just watched the woman in front of him drink half the bowl of porridge in small sips.

He was hungry after watching.

Li Shi arranged everything with great discernment, "Your Highness, this is a time for people to spread good deeds. Should we add a table here or use a couch?"

Jiang Jingchuan glanced at him and said, "Let's add a table here."

Tu Qingyu also didn't expect that a table could be added to the bedside.

This operation really shocked her.

But she still lowered her head, said nothing, and concentrated on drinking the porridge in front of her.

She didn't raise her head until the bowl of porridge bottomed out.

Suddenly a slender and strong hand stretched out and took the bowl away from her hand.

She looked up with a little fright in her eyes.

Jiang Jingchuan said amusedly: "Are there flowers at the bottom of this bowl?"

"Yes." Tu Qingyu whispered back.

Jiang Jingchuan obviously didn't expect her to respond like this. He looked down subconsciously and saw that it was true.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you full?"

Tu Qingyu nodded, "Go back to Your Highness, you are full."

"Drink the medicine when you're full." He reached out and took the medicine bowl next to him and placed it in front of Tu Qingyu.

Tu Qingyu's face visibly stiffened, and then he whispered: "Your Highness, your body is healed and you don't need to take medicine."

"It's up to you to decide whether it's good or not. It's up to the imperial doctor to decide." He picked up the spoon, and then Tu Qingyu heard the familiar words again, "Should I feed you alone, or should you drink it by yourself?"

She lowered her head and curled her lips secretly.

This action happened to be caught by Jiang Jingchuan.

It seems that he is afraid of taking medicine.

He was puzzled in his heart, he just felt that the girl who did not strictly follow the rules with him and had her own little temper was very lively.

Just when he was about to pick up the medicine bowl again, the little girl honestly picked up the bowl, raised her head, and drank the medicine in the bowl.

He brought a cup of tea at the right time and said, "Slow down, drink it so fast and you won't be afraid of choking."

After saying this, he was stunned. How could he say this so naturally?

There was also tea in his hand, and he picked it up subconsciously.

Ever since he was young, no one except his father had ever let him serve tea.

Even the Crown Princess, he and she only treated each other with respect and rarely expressed any concern.

He told himself in his heart that it was because the other person was still young and saved his life.

Tu Qingyu quickly took the tea in his hand, licked the corners of his lips after drinking it, then put down the tea cup in his hand and said his thanks seriously: "Thank you, Your Highness."

The person who was thanked was still recalling the scene he had just seen, his wet lips, and the flirtatious movements without knowing it.

It almost made him lose control. He took a few deep breaths to calm down the heat in his body.

"Ah."

After he responded calmly, he began to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened, moving slowly and leisurely.

There was no trace of the way he almost lost his composure just now.

Inside the Yichun Hall of the East Palace.

The princess had no appetite for breakfast on the table.

The maid next to me comforted her: "My dear, you should eat some, your health is important."

"Body?" The Crown Princess smiled bitterly, "What's so important about this motionless body."

In this harem, without the love of the prince and no heirs, I really don't know when it will end.