Get pregnant soon, and beauties will have many happy pregnancies

Zhao Baozhen wears a pink-purple tunic with a gold-woven brocade double-breasted jacket. The lower body is a spread-out green lotus leaf skirt, embroidered with large lotus flowers. After the skirt spreads out, it flows elegantly.

She wore a gold and ruby ​​butterfly hairpin in her hair and earrings of the same style. Her whole body was glittering with gold and she looked quite wealthy.

Zhao Baozhen rushed over like a butterfly, poking her finger, her cheeks flushed, and she stared at Jing Yu shyly, even her voice was a bit sweet.

"I am Zhao Baozhen, and my father is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. At the Queen Mother's Spring Appreciation Banquet, His Highness clearly saw me. His Highness also praised my beautiful clothes. There were so many people there that day, and His Highness only talked to Zhen'er. Zhen'er was the only one who spoke to her. I’m going to be so embarrassed!”

Zhao Baozhen covered her face and even her ears turned red when she thought of the way His Highness smiled at her that day.

The key to why His Highness is so good-looking is that he has a gentle temperament and is clean and tidy around him. He doesn't even have a girl who has an intercourse with him. There will never be another good marriage like this in the capital.

Even her father, who was always serious, did not stop her from going out to look for His Highness. Her mother knew that His Highness praised her clothes, so she went to great lengths to dress her up. If she could marry His Highness, her father and mother would be relieved.

When it came to the Minister of Hubu, Jing Yu finally remembered that the Minister of Hubu had an only daughter, whom he had held in his hands since childhood. Zhao Baozhen was indeed one of his mother's favorite candidates for the prince's concubine.

It was said to be a Spring Appreciation Banquet, but it was actually a blind date party prepared for him by his mother!

When he was brought out by his mother, all the women stared at him, which frightened him.

Zhao Baozhen was dressed like a peacock, with seven or eight colors all over her body. Coupled with her bright red face, it was really impactful.

The queen mother insisted on asking him what he thought of these noble ladies, so he pointed at Zhao Baozhen and said, "This dress is really... colorful, not like the style of noble ladies in the capital."

The noble ladies in Beijing all regard being low-key and restrained as their beauty, and pay attention to being reserved. There is really no such thing as dressing up like this.

His original intention was to be sarcastic and let the banquet break up unhappy, so that his mother would not always arrange these boring banquets for him. At that time, sister Huan had just married into the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion, and he was sad and could not be in the mood to deal with these people.

Maybe he said it too tactfully, or maybe Zhao Baozhen was not thinking well, but she actually felt that he was praising her and kept pestering him to chatter non-stop.

The queen mother just laughed and didn't help him out, so he could only walk away with a cold face.

From then on, he became more careful. When his mother hosted a banquet, he never showed up again and avoided seeing those women.

Zhao Baozhen was noisy as the day went by and said to himself: "Brother Yu, you are so busy. Every time Zhen'er comes to the palace to greet the Queen, you are not there. My mother said that you will be the prince in the future, so you must be busy with a lot of things. Please don't worry, I can't delay your business."

"But I want to see you. I heard that you often come to Penglai Restaurant, so I always wait here. I finally saw you. They say that Penglai Restaurant is your Majesty's property. Penglai welcomes guests and brings the world home. Brother Yu is here. Are you dining? I booked a private room on the third floor. Can we have a meal together?"

Jing Yu's brain ached from the noise. He preferred smart and gentle women like Sister Huan, but he really couldn't stand the noisiness of the Zhao girl.

I don’t know how Zhao Shangshu taught his daughter. She was so stupid that she had no eyesight at all.

Jing Yu was afraid that Miss Zhao wouldn't understand, so he said bluntly: "No! Men and women are not intimate. Miss Zhao should stay away from me. I have something to do. Please don't pester me."

A flash of disappointment flashed in Zhao Baozhen's eyes, but she quickly cheered up again and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter. I won't disturb you if you have something to do. The queen has chosen me to be the prince's concubine. We should cultivate our relationship in advance. My mother said that blind marriage is not possible, and it must be mutually agreeable."

"Whenever Your Highness has free time, I can come find you. Anyway, I have a lot of time."

Jing Yu took a deep breath and explained again: "The Queen Mother does not choose you to be the Crown Princess. The Queen Mother just wants me to get married. There are so many noble girls in the capital, so there are so many people to choose from."

Zhao Baozhen was particularly confident, "There are so many noble ladies, as long as I strike up a conversation with you, they don't dare to approach you. We will get closer, and I'm not bad. The Queen is very satisfied with me, you must You’ll like me too.”

"My mother said that a proud man like His Highness is busy with government affairs outside and just wants to relax for a while when he comes home. I have a good temper and a good appearance. Anyone who sees me will be happy. It would be most suitable for His Highness to marry me. "

Jing Yu is really experienced. It seems that the only normal person in the Zhao family is Zhao Shangshu. Mrs. Zhao and Miss Zhao are not very smart.

The carriage team moved forward again, and Jing Yu was closer to Ji Yunhuan. He looked at Zhao Baozhen coldly and warned: "Don't bother me anymore. I don't like people with bad minds! I won't like you either!" "

After Jing Yu finished speaking, he crossed Zhao Baozhen and headed towards Ji Yunhuan's carriage.

Zhao Baozhen felt a little sad when she heard this. She sniffed and almost cried.

The maid next to her felt sorry for the young lady and comforted her: "Madam has already said that women chase men with a veil between them. There is no other woman around the Third Highness. As long as the young lady perseveres, one day the Third Highness will be moved by the young lady. Let's This is not how Madam captured the Master."

Zhao Baozhen nodded vigorously, "Jade, you are right! I will not give up!"

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On the carriage, Ji Yunhuan saw everything that happened in front of him. Shiqin carefully observed the lady's face and said after considering:

"Miss Zhao is dressed like a butterfly. She has no sense of beauty. His Highness the Third Highness will not like such a woman."

Ji Yun smiled happily, "What kind of woman does His Highness like? What does it have to do with me?"

Jing Yu finally squeezed in front of Ji Yunhuan's carriage, and his outstretched hand froze in place. It turned out that Sister Huan really didn't have any affection for him.

Regardless of whether he likes other women or not, whether he has a wife or not, Sister Huan doesn't care at all.

The coachman called out to His Highness, Third Highness, and Jing Yu came to his senses. What on earth was he expecting? Sister Huan only regards him as a friend, and he has known that for a long time.

He should be content to be able to get along with sister Tong Huan like this.

Jing Yu opened the car curtain and showed a warm smile to Ji Yunhuan, "Let me help you down. There are many people here. I don't know how long the carriage will be blocked. I will take you in through the side door, so you won't be crowded with these people." one place."

"Okay, thank you, Your Highness."

Ji Yunhuan responded and bent down to get out of the carriage. She followed the rules and etiquette and did not help Jing Yu's hand.

Jing Yu looked disappointed, knowing that Sister Huan would not let him help her.

The coachman put down the sedan chair. When Ji Yunhuan stepped on it, he couldn't stand firm. He tilted his body and rushed towards Jing Yu!

Jing Yu immediately caught Sister Huan, and the moment their skins touched, he suddenly heard a clear voice.

[It turns out that Jing Yu has reached the age of marrying a wife. Yes, he will be eighteen next year and should have married a long time ago. Miss Zhao is lively, innocent and straightforward. Jing Yu...does he like Miss Zhao a little bit?]