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Chapter 705 The 9,000-year-old elegance and beauty (55)

Yan Qiyu's physical condition is not only abusive after pregnancy, but also has serious consequences.

Fenghua vomited in a daze, and the carriage stopped and stopped along the way, but accidentally landed at the end of the team.

Bihu Mingzhu and his two maids were with him to serve him. When they saw the princess in this way, they wanted to replace him.

"Come on, princess, rinse your mouth with water." Bi Huxian held a cup of tea in his hand and handed it to Fenghua.

Mingzhu took out various sour candied fruits from the food box: "After rinsing your mouth, eat a few sour ones and press them down."

Fenghua rubbed his head and contained a sour plum in his mouth, suppressing the surging nausea.

Mingzhu felt so distressed, "Princess, you never fainted from a carriage before. I remember that when we went from the north to the capital, you have never felt so uncomfortable as far as we could..."

Listening to Mingzhu's words, Bihu felt a little strange.

Fenghua picked her lips and didn't say anything.

It is true that the original owner did not faint from the carriage before, but... it is different from the past now.

The last one of Princess Yong's carriages arrived at the Royal Hunting Ground, and the people of the palace were setting up camps.

The royal hunt lasted for half a month.

During the past half month, both men and women live in tents, with one account for sisters or brothers and one account for couples.

"Yan Qiyu, what's wrong with you? You're just here? My father was asking you just now..." His Highness Yong was very unhappy. He was the one who tried to get the lead in everything. He married the princess but was dragged down. Even if he was rushing, he could not compare to others, so he was at the end.

Feng Hua had tiredness in his eyebrows and eyes, and was too lazy to pay attention to Long Jue, so he pulled him to the emperor.

The emperor was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and he could not see how he was imprisoned in Yangxin Hall for violence. He was concerned: "The fourth wife, I just heard Concubine Yan say that you were a little confused."

On the side, Concubine Yan, who had been in a state of glory and glamorous appearance, nodded to Fenghua secretly and released her kindness.

And the other side...

Fake Ning Jiuque Eunuch was wearing a flying dragon fish suit, and his long ink hair was tucked into a black hat. His beautiful face was so beautiful that he was unparalleled with long straps hanging down on both sides, and his side hat was romantic.

In those beautiful and shiny phoenix eyes, when they looked at her inadvertently, the faint light shone brightly.

It is like a whirlpool with ink, which is about to attract people's hearts.

Fenghua narrowed his eyes and said, "Go back to the emperor, it's not because he is pregnant, but because he is pregnant, he is happy."

Ning Jiuque's pupils suddenly shrank, but his face was silent at all.

Long Jue, who was standing beside Fenghua, suddenly turned his head, his teeth creaked and he asked word by word: "Yan Qiyu, what did you say?"

What is this woman talking nonsense in front of her father?!

After three years of marriage, he had never touched a finger of this woman.

Never.

Even the wedding night that originally belonged to him and Yan Qiyu was the first time for him and Feng Jin.

After having Feng Jin, how could he still want to touch Yan Qiyu?

However, now this woman is arrogant in front of her father that she is pregnant, and Zhenzhen is lying and not drafting!

Didn’t she know what serious crimes of deceiving the monarch are?!

Fenghua turned his head gently, glanced at Long Jue sideways, his eyes faintly with a slight provocation, and said:

"I, the king, the concubine, pregnant, I'm pregnant."
Chapter completed!
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