My Empress is My Bad Girl

Liu Dequan was in a cold sweat.

"Where did you find it?" Zhao Yuanjing asked coldly.

"At first it was the minion who accidentally saw that the minion of Pingle Garden took the medicine dregs and wanted to bury it." Liu Dequan said, "the minion was worried about any misunderstanding, so he checked it quietly. As a result, he found these in the Yuzhu House."

He took a wooden box over and opened it. Inside it were packs of medicines.

"Are you sure it's avoid child soup?"

"The minion took it and showed it to the imperial doctor. It is indeed avoiding soup."

Zhao Yuanjing said word by word: "Which imperial doctor is so brave to avoid giving her the soup?"

"The minion also checked. The hospital didn't keep the record of avoiding avoiding Zitang to Xiaozhu Yun." Liu Dequan said, "the servant realized that those imperial doctors didn't have the courage to avoid avoiding avoiding Zitang privately."

After the emperor’s concubines were favored by the emperor, if the emperor did not want her to have children, he would give her a bowl of refuge soup. But it's impossible for the prince.

He was anxious for Yun Dai to become pregnant.

During this period of time, he has been working very hard, Yun Dai has not been pregnant, and he has always been puzzled.

Unexpectedly, it was because of drinking the soup.

He didn't understand why Yundai would drink this.

Could it be that she doesn't want to have children for herself so much?

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.

Liu Dequan cautiously said, "What's wrong with Xu? Your Highness will either ask Master Yun himself."

Zhao Yuanjing also hoped that there was any misunderstanding, or someone deliberately planted and framed it.

He got up and went to Pingle Garden.

The snow has stopped, but the sky is still gloomy, and the Pingle Garden is quiet.

After walking for a while, I met Hongdou holding Yan'er playing in the snow.

Red beans are busy saluting.

Yan'er stretched out a little hand, and gave him a little snowy boy.

Zhao Yuanjing took Xuezheng and pinched Yan'er's face, "Is it cold, son?"

Yan'er was wearing woolen gloves, and only giggled when he heard the words.

If he changed to normal, Zhao Yuanjing would have to play with him for a while, but at the moment there was something in his heart, and afraid that he couldn't bear to scare Yan'er, he asked Hongdou to take him back to the house.

He went to Yundai himself.

Yun Dai has always been afraid of the cold, so when it snows, she shrinks in the house and refuses to come out.

"Why is your Highness here at this time?" Yun Dai saw him, put down the things in her hand, and smiled.

Zhao Yuanjing asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the account book." Yun Dai smiled, "Isn't there some Zhuangzi out there? Even though it's red beans, I will look at it when I am fine."

She poured a cup of hot tea and sent it to Zhao Yuanjing's hand. When she touched his hand, she was a little surprised: "Your Royal Highness's hand is so cold? Are you wearing less?"

She reached out to touch Zhao Yuanjing's robe.

Zhao Yuanjing avoided her hand, sat on the chair, signaled everyone else to go out, and let Yun Dai sit down again and said, "I have something to talk to you."

Yun Dai thought he was weird today, so she let Yuzhu and the others go out first.

"What's the matter, please tell me, Your Highness."

"I want to ask you, are you willing to give birth to me?" Zhao Yuanjing asked bluntly.

He suddenly asked this question, causing Yun Dai to be stunned, a little embarrassed: "Why are you asking this again."

"You haven't answered me yet."

"I... didn't say I didn't want to."

"Really?" Zhao Yuanjing lowered his eyes, his voice was faint, "Then why do you want to drink avoiding soup?"

Yun Dai's smile slowly disappeared, and she paused for a moment before she said, "I didn't drink it."

"Still sophistry?" Zhao Yuanjing said to the outside, "Liu Dequan!"

Liu Dequan rushed in, holding a box in his hand.

Yuzhu followed, saw the box, couldn't help being stunned, his expression was a bit panic.