Your Majesty, Eunuch Lin Is Pregnant

  Nianhua didn't feel annoyed after hearing it, there was still a faint gentle atmosphere between the eyebrows and eyes, but it was a little more hostile.

  Obviously he hadn't said anything yet, but Yan Chuchu was already panicked. He leaned forward slightly, took out a folding fan to block their faces, and his thin lips opened slightly.

  After that, he put away the folding fan, got up slowly, met the astonishment on her face, and calmly said: "I have said everything I should say. What you should do next is up to you."

   After that, he turned around and wanted to leave. When he saw the door, Yan Chuchu said, "Okay—I promise you."

   Hearing this, Nian Hua was just a step away, then he stretched his hand to open the door and left.

  *

When   Yinbao woke up, he was in a warm and bright hut. From the elegant and delicate decoration, it was not difficult to see that it was a woman’s boudoir. She only felt that it was familiar here, but there was no shadow of this hut in her memory.

  Wait, she clearly remembers that she should be on the road to Lenggong Forest!

   Suddenly, a large number of memories poured into her mind, making her a little unprepared, sitting on the side of the bed, and didn't take it easy for a long time.

For a while, she finally remembered something, and put her hands on her lower abdomen, her face panicked.

  ——Will her child already...

At this moment, a black-robed man pushed the door in, with a little joy on his unfamiliar face, but there was a hint of hostility in his eyes. He only said coldly, "Lin Wanyan, I don’t think you are so ignorant. Shame, even the unmarried pregnancy has been done!"

  Yin Bao raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were full of shock and warning, although his appearance was very strange to her, but his voice was very much like that person!

   Shaoqing, she tangled up and said: "Are you... Nan Jing?"

   Nan Jing gave a cold snort, walked up to her, and handed her a small ceramic bottle angrily, saying: "You have signs of miscarriage. You should be fine after taking this medicine."

  Lin Bao took the vial and took a small black pill from it and put it in his mouth. After swallowing it, he looked at him and said: "Did you save me?"

   "Who else will save you if it's not this young man?" There was a hint of impatience between his eyebrows, but he didn't mean to leave.

  —That's true.

  Lin Bao pursed his lips, sat up from the bed, and said, "Then...thank you."

   "Thank you? Lin Wanyan, do you think a thank you can send me away?" He stepped forward and squeezed her chin with one hand, but she didn't exert much strength because of her weakness.

  After sleeping for a long time, Lin Bao only felt a little hungry. He reached out and gently patted his hand away, showing embarrassment, "Um...I'm a little hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

After listening to her, Nan Jing couldn't help but frowned her sword eyebrows. You must know that if it was the cold war between the two of them before, Lin Wanyan would not ask him for something to eat even if she starved to death, let alone make her now. Looks pitiful.

  Thinking about it, he sighed, turned around and walked to the door, saying: "I'm not following up yet!"

"……Oh!"

  Lin Bao hurriedly put on his shoes and socks, didn't even comb his hair, so he followed up.

  Walking out of the hut, Lin Bao noticed that it was in a mountain villa, surrounded by mountains on three sides and backed by the sea. The location was extremely hidden, and ordinary people couldn't find it at all.

  Looking at the greenery in front of her eyes, she suddenly thought of Lian Che who was far away in the palace.

  The little hand stroked her lower abdomen. She nodded and sighed. She didn't know how Lian Che was now? ——I'm afraid, I've already panicked.

   Nan Jing led her around the long corridor, into the dining room, and ordered the servants to serve food.

  Perhaps because she was afraid that she would catch a cold, Nan Jing deliberately found someone to take a cushion and put it on a chair, and also took a cloak to put on her, but her face was still indifferent.

  Lin Bao was really cold, but it was hard to refuse. She stretched out her hand to wrap the cloak tightly, watched that the dishes were all over, and the people were gone. Then she said, "Nan Jing, who are you?"

  ——Such a big business, it must be a local tyrant!

  Nan Jing's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in her eyes, and said lightly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

  ——Who knows what to write and what not to ask, she is not the roundworm in his stomach!

  Lin Bao curled his lips, and immediately picked up his chopsticks to eat the food seriously. Although the food was not casual in front of Lian Che, it was not easy to see where he went.

  Nan Jing, who has always been well-educated, finally couldn’t help but put aside his chopsticks and complained: “Lin Wanyan, can you pay attention to your eating habits! Anyhow, you are the ladies, are you afraid of losing the face of your prime minister’s house like this?”

  Lin Bao, who has long been used to talking about him, didn’t lift his head. He still ate his own food. The gentlemen said, “Don’t be afraid! My brother’s face is supported by the Prime Minister’s Mansion.”

  "……"

  Nan Jing was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, and the mood of eating was not so beautiful. He picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites to pass the time, and then lost his appetite.

After three bowls of rice, Lin Bao was finally full, touched his belly, and said with great satisfaction: "Well-my appetite hasn't been this good for a long time."

   "Did you eat well in the palace or were you abused?" He rolled his eyes, but there was an unconcealed curiosity in his eyes.

  Lin Bao rolled his eyes and said: "If you eat the same thing all day long, do you think it is abuse?"

   "The same thing?"

  Nanjing wondered, could it be possible that Lian Guo’s palace is so thrifty and eats the same kind of food all day long?

  Facing his puzzled eyes, Lin Bao nodded seriously and asked, “Don’t you think Dabutang has the same taste?”

  ——You know, in Lin Bao’s world view, all different foods with the same taste can be classified as the same kind of food.

   Nan Jing was speechless, but saw her suddenly approaching, stretched out her hand to squeeze his face, and said, "Nan Jing, are you disguised?"

  "Have you heard of Cangshan School?"

  He raised his eyebrows, reached out and patted her hand gently.

  Cangshan School?

Lin Bao nodded—I still remember the half a month before she traveled to Lin Wanyan, she had heard Lin Wanchen warn her not to interact with people from the Cangshan faction. At that time, she didn’t know it and sneaked out. It was in the prime minister's residence that I heard on the street that the scholars mentioned that the Cangshan School and the Nanshan School were the two strongest schools in the mainland, while the Nanshan School was good at the art of mind and the Cangshan School was good at the art of disguising.

Of course, the "disguise" here is definitely not as simple as ordinary disguise. Not only can they disguise themselves into different looks, they can even confuse gender, which is simply reborn. It is said that if you want to achieve the effect of confusing gender, you need to take it. A medicine unique to Cangshan Pai, and this medicine is only effective for seven days. If you want to pretend after seven days, you still need to continue taking it.

  Thinking about it, she looked at Nan Jing, blinked, and asked, "Nan Jing, actually...you were made by a woman, right?"

  ——Otherwise, Lin Wanyan would not break up with him in anger.

  Nan Jing somewhat admired her imagination that day, so she helped her forehead helplessly, and said, "Do you think Ben Shao might be a woman?"

   "Hmm-very likely."

  She nodded, thinking quite seriously.

  Listening to what she said, Nan Jing didn't bother to explain it to her. Even if she explained it to her mind, it would be useless.

  Recalling the previous deal with her, Nan Jing pursed her lips, and said, "Yupei, have you gotten it for me?"

  Jade pendant?

  Lin Bao was startled, smiled awkwardly, and said, "That...I, I don't remember putting it there."

——After all, Lin Wanyan was in the custody of the thing before. Whether she has any memory of Lin Wanyan, it will naturally take a little harder to find it, but one thing is certain is that the jade pendant should still be in Lin Wanyan’s boudoir. Inside.

  Nan Jing frowned, glanced at her fairly flat lower abdomen, raised her eyes and said, "Why did you ask me to leave for you last time?"

  ——Also, now that she is pregnant, I am afraid that she has no intention of leaving.

   Hearing this, Lin Bao gradually lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking of something, but he raised his head and grinned, and said: "Forget it, I don't want to leave now, but I will still find Yupei for you."

  ——Just tell Lian Che her true identity when the time comes, and let her go back home.

  However, the prerequisite is that she can go back and tell Lian Che!

  Listening to her, Nan Jing put a little snack, but she was still a little disappointed. Seeing her big grin, the sense of loss in her heart became stronger.

After brewing for a while, he asked: "You really don't remember the past at all?"

  Before?

  Lin Bao looked at his deep eyes, and a trace of doubt slipped through his eyes—could it be that what happened to him and Lin Wanyan before?

   Seeing her look blank, Nan Jing sighed and said: "Then when did you lose your memory?"

   "Um-probably two and a half months ago, when I fell into the water." She thought.

  Falling into the water?

  Nan Jing squinted his eyes slightly-it was the same as what he had investigated, and then asked again: "Then do you remember how you fell into the water?"

  Lin Bao shook his head, “Listening to the maid said, it seems that the arch bridge fence on the pond is a bit old, and I didn’t stabilize it before I fell down.”

At first, she felt a bit weird when she crossed over, because in the romance drama the heroine's predecessor was pushed down the river and was killed by the rape, but the prime minister's house where she was located did not have any concubine and concubine disputes. Even if Wan Yan's life is kind and staying at home, it is even more unlikely to offend people.

  It’s just that when she went to look at the arch bridge afterwards, there were no traces of oldness in the fence, and the previous gap was filled in, so there was no trace of the horse's feet.

  Later, as time went on, she didn’t bother to pursue it.

  Nan Jing sighed with relief when she saw her ignorant, but she couldn't help but squeeze her sweat. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she knew the truth in the future.

  At this moment, a small servant walked in.