I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating

"Today I really want to eat fish, so I made Yulo Noodles in sour soup with my mother. Go wash your hands and try a bowl later? Huh?" Ji Zhao walked up to him carefully, holding his heavy waist In front of her, she smiled lightly.

"Zhao Zhao," Shen Yao's heart moved, he gently embraced her in his arms, buried his head in the crook of her neck, took a deep breath, the faint fragrance of hibiscus made him feel refreshed, "Let me hug you .”

"Okay." Ji Zhao nodded obediently and closed his eyes gently.

At this moment, it seems that the world is quiet.

Husband and wife embracing each other felt the sound of each other's heartbeat, and the corners of their lips curled into the same arc.

After a while, Shen Yao ate two large bowls of fish lo mein in sour soup.

Ji Zhao, who was sitting opposite him, looked at his obviously thinned jaw, his eyes filled with distress.

"You've lost weight." Ji Zhao felt distressed, "Are you tired recently?"

"Well," Shen Yao raised his eyes and smiled at her, "It's almost over."

Compared with the three flawed princes under Emperor Jingyuan's knees, Prince Xian is more suitable for that position.

And Emperor Jing Yuan seemed to have accepted his fate, and soon, he should be able to write the edict of the Zen throne.

As for the reason why Shen Yao was so busy during this time, it was related to Prince Xian's life experience.

When he heard the news, Ji Zhao looked at Shen Yao with a look of surprise, "Prince Xian's life experience? Aren't Prince Xian and the current Holy Majesty the same mother?"

Everyone in Dajing knows that Prince Xian, who is brave and good at fighting, is the younger brother of Emperor Jingyuan!

"It's unimaginable that the royal family is secretive." Shen Yao rubbed her cheeks, and changed the subject with a smile, "Zhao Zhao, let's not talk about it. You are pregnant, so you shouldn't think too much."

Shen Yao's big palm landed on her swollen round belly, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

"When I hear that a woman is pregnant, nine times out of ten she vomits, but our daughter is a caring person." Shen Yao couldn't help but praise.

"Are you so sure it's a daughter?" Ji Zhao couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard his gentle and sweet voice, and joked deliberately, "I think it's a son."

"Zhao Zhao, don't talk nonsense, it must be the daughter." Shen Yao said stubbornly.

Ji Zhao was helpless, leaned on his shoulder, laughed for a while, and finally fell asleep again.

In fact, she has already diagnosed it, and the fetus in her womb is a boy;

In order to keep Master Shen's daughter's dream from being shattered, she decided not to tell him for the time being.

After entering August, the weather in Kyoto has become more and more sultry.

Imperial Palace, Qianqing Hall.

Rao had invited countless genius doctors, but Emperor Jing Yuan's condition still did not improve.

The huge Qianqing Palace is filled with a strong smell of bitter soup and medicine.

The queen and Concubine Shu came to attend to the sick day by day, but Emperor Jingyuan's condition became more and more serious, even to the point where he could not recognize people clearly.

The only person he could recognize was Prince Xian Zhou Yuheng.

Another day, Prince Xian was summoned into the palace.

"Brother Huang summoned the minister, why?" After entering the Qianqing Palace, Prince Xian asked calmly, standing three feet away from the dragon bed.

"Xiao Qi..." Emperor Jing Yuan, who had just used the decoction fifteen minutes ago, raised his eyes to look at the imposing gentleman standing at the bottom, feeling dull, "You hate me after all, don't you?"

Prince Xian lowered his head and played with the ring-shaped koi water-absorbing jade pendant on his waist, and remained silent.

"I... have regretted it before." Emperor Jingyuan smiled wryly, couldn't help coughing several times, and finally said in a low voice, "I know, you have doubted your life experience during this period, but no matter how you check it, check it out." No proof, right?"

"Concubine Zheng in the Cold Palace, Nanny Gui in the Clothes Bureau..." Prince Xian raised his eyes slowly, and said calmly, "Brother Huang, do you really think I can't find out? There will never be anyone in this world who can be covered up." Those who live in sin and have blood on their hands, even if they die, will have to suffer enough torture in hell before they can be reborn in the afterlife."

"Do you hate me that much?"

"Brother Huang thinks, shouldn't my younger brother hate you?" Prince Xian smiled and asked instead of answering.

"I've always been thinking, if I hadn't heard that secret back then, maybe there wouldn't have been so many crimes?" Emperor Jing Yuan barely propped himself up, leaned on the dragon bed, and looked around the huge inner hall. Looking at the furnishings in the house, he laughed softly, "Xiao Qi, this is the imperial palace, a deep palace that cannibalize people without spit out bones, it is our emperor father, the reason why he can ascend to the throne of God is because he stepped on the throne. It was only through the flesh and blood of countless brothers that I succeeded, so these years I have never felt that I did something wrong... But you... You are like a rare flower in the royal family, you respect me, and for me, you went there without fear On the battlefield, I am very moved and envious..."

"Seventh brother, you probably don't know how attractive that innocent heart in you is?"

"Brother Huang summoned the humble minister today just to talk about these things?" Prince Xian frowned and said, "If Brother Huang has nothing else to do, then I will retire..."

"Zhou Yuheng, do you want to watch the Dajing Dynasty fall apart! You said you have been ill for several months, don't you want this position at all!" Emperor Jing Yuan looked at the black back, painfully shouted!

"Brother Emperor," Prince Xian turned around slowly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were extremely calm, like a quiet pool of water, without the slightest emotion, "My brother has never dreamed about the throne, brother probably Did you forget? When we were young, you and I studied together in the Imperial College, and my grades were not outstanding... But Brother Huang is different. Brother Huang, you are proficient in everything. example!"

"My brother respects you not entirely because of your life-saving grace when you were young..." Prince Xian couldn't help laughing again, "It's just that I think it's ironic to mention the four words of life-saving grace now."

"Have you... never considered the throne?"

"Brother Huang knows it well, doesn't he?"

Emperor Jingyuan laughed, and he couldn't stop laughing, and finally began to cough quickly, and even coughed up blood.

"It turns out that I have been pretending to be smart all these years. I thought... I thought... that's all..."

Emperor Jing Yuan closed his eyes in pain.

"My brother has sent someone to go to Jiangnan to invite a famous doctor, and I hope that the emperor will take good care of his body."

"Seventh brother!"

Emperor Jingyuan cried out heart-piercingly, and finally said in a deep voice, "I want to talk to you."

Prince Xian wanted to leave, but for some reason, he chose to stay.

The servant moved a low stool, and Prince Xian sat on it without saying a word.

After a while, Nei served a cup of tea.

The top-quality Longjing tea before the rain.

"I remember that Seventh Brother's favorite tea is this Yuqian Longjing, so whenever I get new tea these years, people will always send it to Seventh Brother's house..."

"Brother Huang's great love, my subjects dare not forget each other." Prince Xian stared at the cup of fragrant tea, his thoughts were very chaotic.