The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 412 The host is a female general (20)
In the third month of her marriage to Dayan Kingdom, the daughter of Man Wang became pregnant.

Emperor Yan has few heirs, so the whole country naturally celebrates it.

The imperial doctor in the palace did not dare to slack off, and checked Ping'an's pulse three times a day, for fear that something might go wrong with her.

Emperor Yan was very calm about this, but every morning after the court, he would go over to have a look.

"Your Majesty, I just made some snacks from our place. Would you like to try it?"

Seeing Emperor Yan coming, Fu Youer happily handed over the freshly made chestnut cakes.

Emperor Yan glanced at the not-so-delicate, even rough chestnut cakes, and after a moment of silence, he squeezed one.

The entrance is not rough, with the sweetness of chestnuts, and the taste is very soft.

She should like it.

Seeing that Emperor Yan seemed to like it, Fu Youer was even happier:
"I thought His Majesty would not be used to it."

Emperor Yan laughed, and looked at her flat stomach:

"You are pregnant now, and it will be fine for you to tell the imperial dining room about these tasks in the future."

"We barbarians are not so hypocritical. When my mother was pregnant with me, she still dared to ride a horse and shoot arrows. If it weren't for the palace of His Majesty being too rigid, the concubine would really want to ride a horse and whip a whip!"

Fu You'er replied indifferently, the maid behind her couldn't help laughing.

A barbarian is a barbarian, and a rough and durable one is still so rude even if he becomes His Majesty's concubine.

Emperor Yan raised his eyes and glanced over, also smiling.

The maid hurriedly lowered her head, feeling more and more disapproving. His Majesty didn't blame her, but obviously felt that the barbarian king's daughter was rude.

He Sheng glanced at it, but shook his head helplessly.

Emperor Yan paid a few more words of concern as usual, and left. The plate of chestnut cakes was sent to the general's residence.

When Emperor Yan left, Fu Youer couldn't help sighing:
"The relationship between His Majesty and General Zhu Guo is really good."

The palace maid who had laughed earlier snorted silently:
"Your Majesty has a good relationship with the general."

Fu Youer raised an eyebrow:
"Isn't there a saying in your country of Yan called... the master of high merit, against the master of high merit, shouldn't your majesty be on guard against General Zhu?"

"Then there's no need to guess, His Majesty must like the general, otherwise how could he treat the general so well!"

Fu Youer frowned.

Even though Emperor Yan had Sangong and Six Courtyards, she still felt uncomfortable.

Seeing that she had stopped talking, the palace maid cocked her mouth in disdain:
"If you have nothing else to do, I will go to work first."

After saluting perfunctorily, not even paying attention to the title of superior or inferior, the maid stepped back.

The barbarians didn't have too many rules in this kind of thing, and Fu Youer didn't feel that the other party's attitude was bad, so she let her back down.

"Bah, God is really blind, a barbarian can marry His Majesty, why can't I..."

After leaving the palace, there was no one around, the maid spat viciously and cursed.

She didn't finish cursing, a big hand stretched out from behind, covered her mouth and nose tightly, and cruelly plundered her air.

"I don't even look at who I am. Even His Majesty's concubine dares to laugh at her. Be quick and don't disturb your empress."

He Sheng sneered, and ordered the guards to deal with her quickly.

It doesn't matter how rude the barbarian king's daughter is, as long as she marries His Majesty, she is a member of the Tian family. How can a member of the Tian family be mocked and bullied by a little maid.

Soon, the maid was out of breath, and He Sheng didn't order the rest, but the guards knew how to deal with it.

In the palace, this kind of thing is often seen, and the more you see it, the more practice makes perfect.

　There are more during the day, don't be afraid, wait for me
　　
　
(End of this chapter)