My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Yuanjing was just thrown on the spot like this, not going up and down, not falling.

He thought he could kiss Fangze today, who knows...

It was destroyed by his son.

Really real?

Liu Dequan walked in, seeing him look depressed, and smiled: "It's strange to say that with Master Yun by the side, the little majesty is obedient, and doesn't touch anything."

Zhao Yuanjing said in a bad mood: "They are all used to it!"

Liu Dequan did not dare to say anything.

He thought to himself, "Who is it that you are just such a child now, and who he is not used to?"

Zhao Yuanjing said to himself: "As the eldest son, you can't be too spoiled. It's time to add a younger sister to him."

Liu Dequan was very pleased to hear this.

Naturally, the more heirs of the prince, the better.

Only one son, too little, too little.

"His Royal Highness, don't be anxious. When your injury is over, it will be the wedding day." Liu Dequan said happily, "When the concubine is pregnant, it is even more heavenly for your concubine to have a concubine or concubine. Great happy event."

Zhao Yuanjing's face suddenly became cold, "Liu Dequan, I think you are very busy, so it's better to copy the booklet once, and save the job."

Liu Dequan: "Huh?"

When did the copying become his business?

Why did he say something wrong?

Companion with a monarch is like a companion with a tiger.

Liu Dequan worked hard to copy the zhezi.

I didn't know that this folder was copied for several days.

His Royal Highness said, just in case the little prodigal gadgets are torn up again, it is better to copy a few more copies in advance.

Liu Dequan's hand almost cramped.

Fortunately, the arrival of the prince’s wedding day liberated him.

The crown prince was healed from his injury, and Concubine Yun Bian took the little majesty back to Pingle Garden. Without the super destruction of the little devil, Zhaohua Hall was restored to its prosperity.

Liu Dequan was moved in tears.

During the period, Zhao Yuanjing tried to make friends with Yun Dai many times, but was ruthlessly blocked by the little saboteur.

The prince was bitter.

However, what makes him happy is that Yun Dai is no longer indifferent to his closeness.

At least he can clearly feel that she is also emotional.

Yun Dai softened a little bit, and Yan'er gradually stopped resisting his closeness, which made Zhao Yuanjing very happy.

But soon another big event came before us.

The prince got married on the eighth day of October.

At the same time, the third prince Zhao Yuanqi was named the king of Lu, and the fourth prince Zhao Yuanhe was the king of Song.

In terms of titles, the four kings of Chu, Qin, Jin, and Qi are the most noble, among which King Jin and King Qin were given to the eldest prince and the little emperor respectively.

King Lu and King Song came first.

Zhao Yuanhe is nothing. He is a concubine prince, and he is already satisfied with this title. But the third prince Zhao Yuanqi was extremely dissatisfied.

He was a follow-up and a prostitute, but he only got a second-class title.

Naturally unwilling.

But the imperial decree has been laid down, and all the palaces have been built, Zhao Yuanqi can only accept it.

On the eighth day of October, the prince’s wedding and the prince’s appointment of the king were held at the same time. There was a big banquet in the palace, which was prosperous and dazzling.

Early in the morning, Guo Ning came to Pingle Garden, but Yundai hadn't gotten up yet.

"You can still sleep." Guo Ning shook his head.

Yun Dai yawned and was exhausted: "Yan'er was too noisy last night, she only went to bed in the middle of the night, and woke up a few more times...the nurse couldn't coax it. I was so sleepy."

Guo Ning looked at her with blue eyes.

"Raising a child is really not easy."

"Oh, you'll understand when you have children." Yun Dai yawned one after another.

"I don't have any children's fate." Guo Ning Rourou smiled, poking Yan'er's sleeping cheek, "I, take Yan'er as a son. Don't let Yun'er bear it."