Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

The regent's concubine and the fifth prince's concubine are not the same. There are no women in Wei Yanhan's palace, and coupled with his overwhelming power, even a concubine will become the mistress of the entire palace once she enters Prince Wei's palace.

It can be said that the wealth and wealth from the sky have suddenly reached Dr. Zhao, as long as he nods and agrees, even if he is not promoted. From now on, when ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government see Dr. Zhao, they must be respectful and polite.

However, even so, Doctor Zhao still did not agree.

"Your Majesty, my daughter's status is low, so I'm afraid I'm not worthy of you." Doctor Zhao looked extremely frightened. God knows how much courage it took for him to say this to Wei Yanhan.

Not to mention that Wei Yanhan held the power of life and death for many courtiers in the court, but just by standing in front of him, the cold air radiating from his body was enough to make people feel frightened.

Even the prince Wei Qi didn't dare to fart in front of Wei Yanhan. It can be imagined.

Wei Yanhan didn't feel angry at all, and said calmly: "As long as I am willing, there is no need to be humble."

Yes, as long as Wei Yanhan is willing, no one dares to gossip.

At least I would never dare to say it in front of him.

Dr. Zhao is obsessed with medical skills and is not very good at talking about these situations. Now I'm even more stumped and don't know how to refuse.

"Dad, let your daughter talk to the prince." Zhao Yin came out from behind, wearing a pink and white skirt with wide sleeves, her face was pink and her face was pretty, and she didn't look sick at all.

Imperial Doctor Zhao paused and took half a step to the side.

Zhao Yin bent down and saluted, "Your Majesty, do you know that I am not willing to take anyone as a concubine, even if it is a concubine of the palace?"

Wei Yanhan felt an inexplicable itch in his heart as he looked at the bright and beautiful girl in front of him, who was as beautiful as a budding flower.

He finally realized more clearly that Zhao Yin was not the little girl she used to be.

When she grew up, her dazzling beauty was enough to attract the nobles in the capital to fall under her pomegranate skirt.

"If I say that there is no real wife in the palace, there will only be you."

Zhao Yin raised her crow-green eyelashes, and the jade beads falling from the red agate hairpin on her head were swaying. She raised her eyes slightly and looked into a pair of dark and calm eyes.

"Then my daughter is willing to marry the prince." Zhao Yin's eyes were full of smiles, as if they were shining.

Wei Yanhan's heart suddenly relaxed and he slowly opened his clenched palms.

There was a thin layer of sweat in his palms, and he was even more nervous than the first time he went to the battlefield.

Zhao Yin did not forget that Doctor Zhao was still beside him, "Father, the prince has spoken so eloquently, please fulfill his words."

What could Dr. Zhao say when he saw this scene at the side? The girl was old and had her own ideas, and the other party was such a powerful man, how could he stop her.

Wei Yanhan bent over to Imperial Doctor Zhao, "Master Zhao, please feel free to leave Miss Zhao to me."

Imperial Doctor Zhao didn't dare to accept his courtesy, so he quickly helped him up. "I promise, promise..."

Wei Yanhan stood up straight with a brisk expression. "Everything will follow normal procedures. I will give Miss Zhao the dignity she deserves. I will ask the matchmaker and people from the Ministry of Revenue to come to meet her later."

He paused, "It's just that the time will be a little rushed."

After listening to Wei Yanhan's words, Imperial Doctor Zhao knew that he really valued Zhao Yin, "It doesn't matter, the prince is interested."

In the afternoon, the matchmaker and people from the household department discussed various matters such as the wedding date and process with Dr. Zhao.

Doctor Zhao didn't really understand, but fortunately the palace's housekeeper was also helping.