How to break the fast wearing as a villain

Chapter 239 Marquis You Are So Beautiful (30)

The backs of the two disappeared into the rockery, and the emperor let go of his eyes and looked at Lu Zijin unabashedly. There was a smile in the corner of his eyes, imagining that he was still as young as a boy: "Why, you don't seem surprised to see me ?”

I saw him in Tianxiang Tower that day, and now I came to the door in person again. The identities of the two were different, but she was not shocked at all.

It is indeed some guts.

Lu Zijin snorted inwardly, and replied: "That day I saw that the emperor's eyebrows were extraordinary, he must be a great person, but I didn't expect it to be the emperor."

The emperor was really pleased, and walked ahead with a proud look.

"General Ye is good at fighting on the battlefield. I also rely on him to contribute to the country. I hope he can return victorious this time." The emperor said.

"Sir, he will definitely do it." Lu Zijin replied.

The emperor's expression stagnated for a moment, and then he laughed: "Don't be afraid, if something happens to him, I will definitely protect you for the rest of your life."

Holding grass?

Is it a curse that he can't come back?

Resisting the dissatisfaction in his heart, Lu Zijin sneered, with an undisguised mocking smile on his face: "Don't bother the emperor, Yeming will surely triumph."

Such indifference, if placed on other concubines, the emperor might have flung his sleeves away angrily, but for some reason, this woman's temper was so cold that he liked it very much.

If it's too easy to get, it's not interesting.

Such rare beauties in the world should be like the flowers of the high mountains, and ordinary people should not pick them.

If Lu Zijin knew that his inner drama was so long, he might have kicked it to save him from adding drama to himself.

The emperor's first trial was unsuccessful, but he was not in a hurry, and returned to the palace with a big car. Lu Zijin went to ask the old lady to make her feel at ease, and returned to her deserted room.

A few days ago, she was sleeping in the same bed with Yeming, but now her husband is gone.

Humph.

Dead emperor, dead bandits, I want you to taste the wrath of a resentful woman in the backyard!

Ten days later, Lu Zijin went to the dining room, and the servants brought the food to her, but she couldn't bear it. She was used to the life of two people, but she always felt a little alone.

When she saw the pile of greasy braised pork on the table, she suddenly felt a rush in her stomach. She covered her mouth and ordered the servants to find something to hold the vomit...

After staring at the basin for a long time, there was only retching, and nothing came out.

For lunch, she asked her servants to remove the food, and brought some light lean meat porridge, before she managed to eat a few mouthfuls.

This continued for several days, and the housekeeper invited a doctor over.

Lu Zijin handed over his wrist, deeply feeling that his stomach is not feeling well recently, and he needs some important recuperation.

Unexpectedly, the doctor, with joy on his brows, cupped his hands at her and said, "Congratulations madam, you are very happy."

Lu Zijin: "..."

She was almost speechless, and stammered, "You, what did you say?"

"Ma'am has a happy pulse." The doctor checked again, and he said it again after making sure there was nothing wrong.

Lu Zijin was a little stunned, wondering what was going on now, she actually had it?

This husband is still outside the pass, thousands of miles away, and I don't know when he will be back, but she actually has it?
This ancient medical technology is so poor, how can she give birth?
Immediately, I felt that my life was in vain.

Because the Hou Mansion has a happy pulse, the whole Hou Mansion is full of joy. They all think that since Lu Zijin got married, there have been happy events one after another, which made the Hou Mansion, which has always followed the cold line, a little more angry.

At night, Lu Zijin fell asleep with a strange feeling. The room was still surrounded by his life, which made people feel at ease.

She fell into a trance when she suddenly heard someone calling her.

That voice was not as deep and magnetic as Yeming, but more icy and snow-like.

　(It’s only a few thousand words, and the heroine already has it. Will the progress be too fast? =_=)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)