The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 893 Farming, Adorable Baby, Beautiful Lady (62)

"--you?"

Before the prince of the country with the most distinguished status present could speak, someone couldn't help jumping out first.

"A mere owner of the Golden Thread Pavilion, a commoner, how honorable Princess Zhaoyang is, how can you allow you to 'try' casually?"

The speaker walked out slowly in palace attire, with golden hairpins and tassels slanted, and awe-inspiring look on his beautiful face.

Someone agrees.

"Princess Jin is right."

"Let's not say that this person is just a jeweler, not some famous doctor in the world, but he is a man, how can the eldest princess let him get his hands on it?"

"Yes, that's right."

On the surface, Wei Qingqing is graceful and magnanimous, acting like a princess, belittling Fenghua to the dirt with a few words, but in fact she hates the appearance of Jinlu Pavilion, which made her fall out of favor in front of the concubine Xian!
Although the wound on her face has healed, the hatred in her heart will never be forgotten!

How could Princess Anguo watch her sweetheart being humiliated?

She is dressed like a lady today, but it doesn't mean she is a soft persimmon.

The Princess of Anguo's eyes were bright, with a beauty of scorching anger, "Wei Shi, don't stir up the flames here! Aunt Zhaoyang had a difficult delivery, Mr. Wei kindly helped you, so you don't have to thank him, and attack him with cynicism and sarcasm, but it's another What's the meaning?"

Her eyes froze, and she slowly glanced at the people who had just spoken, "You——do you want to taste the whip of the princess?"

There is a posture of 'you are drifting away, or this princess can't afford a knife'.

Princess Anguo's whip was bestowed by the emperor after her father, King Zhenbei, conquered the north and south.

You can beat princes and grandchildren at the top, and you can beat treacherous ministers and villains at the bottom.

Apart from His Royal Highness, many princes have tasted the whip of Princess Anguo.

This one is going crazy, I'm afraid ten cows can't hold it back.

Everyone fell silent.

Wei Qingqing bit her lip, and finally glanced at the fiery red whip in Princess Anguo's hand with vigilance and fear, and said nothing.

Fenghua didn't take this jumping clown to heart at all, and didn't even give her an extra glance, and turned to look at Ji Yu directly, "Your Highness?"

Ji Yu calmly and rationally said, "Brother Wei, I know you have good intentions, but this is not a trivial matter, you don't have to be brave."

If she rashly let the boy in, Aunt Zhaoyang would still be unlucky...

"He" is likely to be angered by his father.

If it is light, it will be imprisoned, if it is serious, it will be executed.

Ji Yu didn't want the boy to take such a risk.

Princess Anguo also grabbed Fenghua's sleeve, bit her lips, and said with a rare little girlish attitude, "Yes, Mr. Wei, just listen to the crown prince's cousin."

At this time, the son-in-law also arrived.

Hearing this, Fenghua was resolutely not allowed to enter.

"no--"

"The best imperial doctor in the imperial hospital and the best stable woman in the palace are here, why are you a man joining in the fun?"

The son-in-law is the king of the great general. He has just returned from training in the Xiaoqi camp outside the city. He has not taken off the heavy iron armor on his body. His body and eyebrows are like a peerless sword drawn out of its sheath.

It can be seen that he has a unique temperament.

Through a door, Princess Zhaoyang's miserable and painful voice came from inside, but the face of the Great General was not moved at all.

"Princess, use your strength..."

"No, the fetal position is not correct, if this continues, the child will suffocate..."

Feng Hua raised his eyebrows and said, "General, do you want to watch His Highness Eldest Princess die twice?"

The general glanced at her, "I just don't trust you, do you think you are better at medicine than the master of Chinese medicine?"

"If I say—" Fenghua laughed lowly, "is that so?"

"Oh." The general didn't believe it.

Feng Huahun didn't care about his attitude, and said in a casual tone: "If the general doubts my medical skills, you might as well ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Ji Yu frowned.

ask him?

What do you mean?
The purple-clothed boy continued, "If the general minds that I'm a man..."

　5.5, the first update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)