spring boudoir secret

Fortunately, there was a natural disaster and the news was blocked. If other people knew that her daughter's engagement was annulled, it would be difficult to find her husband's family in the future.

Fortunately, there was a natural disaster and the news was blocked. If other people knew that her daughter's engagement was annulled, it would be difficult to find her husband's family in the future.

Zhao Mingruo returned to Tao Ranyuan.

Not long after I stayed, I went to find Yan Huaian. I had never gotten along with him before and didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Ever since she took a nap after eating, she felt extremely at ease.

"came back."

Yan Huaian put down the book, hung up Zhao Mingruo's cloak skillfully and naturally, and poured her a cup of hot tea.

"Ah."

"It's so tiring to go home and deal with my stepmother and father. I also met Jiang Shaoyuan on the way." Zhao Mingruo took a few sips of the tea.

Warmth surges through my lower abdomen, and I am no longer cold.

After drinking tea, she found a comfortable position on the bed and lay down on it. She felt sleepy and her eyelids couldn't open.

As the months passed, Zhao Mingruo's belly grew bigger and his body became weaker and weaker. The smell of herbs in the room was soothing.

Her breathing soon became steady and her demeanor relaxed.

Yan Huaian smiled helplessly, with gentleness in his brows. He carefully covered Zhao Mingruo with the quilt, and suddenly thought of it.

"That Jiang Shaoyuan was engaged to you before."

"Ah."

"Then he has broken off the engagement again."

"Ah."

Yan Huaian lowered his eyes, his deep eyes only falling on Zhao Mingruo's small face.

"then you……"

He paused, but did not continue to ask.

"Then you have a good sleep. I'll call you again during dinner tonight."

Care or not, Zhao Mingruo's actions have already given him the answer.

If he still misses Jiang Shaoyuan, he will never appear here again.

Yan Huaian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is good."

Zhao Mingruo said this angrily and fell asleep completely.

Aye took the scroll to the bedside for Yan Huai'an, "Your Majesty."

"Go and prepare some anti-fetal medicine for Miss Third to drink when she wakes up later."

"Yes, little man, go and prepare it now."

outside the house.

The rime is thick, and the snow on the branches has not dispersed. The snow falls from the bent pine branches, and the branches sway.

inside the house.

From time to time, golden flowers pop out of the silver charcoal, and they burn with crackling sounds. The tongues of fire shoot up and lick the bottom of the pot.

A small charcoal stove is paired with a landscape kiln-shaped kettle with an iron net in the middle.

The water in the hot kettle was boiling, and Ah Ye slowly poured in a cup of old white tea.

Yan Huaian was reading the military book and covering Zhao Mingruo with the quilt from time to time.

The years are quiet, but that's all.

Zhao Mingruo slept until the sun went down before he woke up. To be precise, he smelled the fragrance of rice.

Ah Fu picked up the food box and waited with a smile.

"woke up?"

"are you hungry?"

Yan Huaian put down the book and carefully helped Zhao Mingruo stand up. Looking at the slightly protruding belly, there was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

Zhao Mingruo touched his belly and said, "A little bit."

"Aye, Afu, get ready."

Ah Ye was smart and handed the anti-fetal medicine to Zhao Mingruo, "Miss Zhao, please use it."

"what is this?"

"Antai Jingshen, our prince asked the imperial doctor to take your pulse and prescribed this medicine. It is said that all the ladies in the palace are using it and it has excellent effects."

"Your Majesty was worried that you wouldn't be used to the bitter medicine, so he filled it with some honey."

"I also prepared some candied fruits for you."

Zhao Mingruo was a little hesitant, but when she saw Ah Fu nodding towards her, she still brought it over to drink.

"It is indeed better than the anti-fetal medicine I used before."

After drinking, Zhao Mingruo returned to Tao Ranyuan with a good appetite.

Not long after I stayed, I went to find Yan Huaian. I had never gotten along with him before and didn't think there was anything wrong with him.Ever since she took a nap after eating, she felt extremely at ease.

"came back."

Yan Huaian put down the book, hung up Zhao Mingruo's cloak skillfully and naturally, and poured her a cup of hot tea.

"Ah."

"It's so tiring to go home and deal with my stepmother and father. I also met Jiang Shaoyuan on the way." Zhao Mingruo took a few sips of the tea.

Warmth surges through my lower abdomen, and I am no longer cold.

After drinking tea, she found a comfortable position on the bed and lay down on it. She felt sleepy and her eyelids couldn't open.

As the months passed, Zhao Mingruo's belly grew bigger and his body became weaker and weaker. The smell of herbs in the room was soothing.

Her breathing soon became steady and her demeanor relaxed.

Yan Huaian smiled helplessly, with gentleness in his brows. He carefully covered Zhao Mingruo with the quilt, and suddenly thought of it.

"That Jiang Shaoyuan was engaged to you before."

"Ah."

"Then he has broken off the engagement again."

"Ah."

Yan Huaian lowered his eyes, his deep eyes only falling on Zhao Mingruo's small face.

"then you……"

He paused, but did not continue to ask.

"Then you have a good sleep. I'll call you again during dinner tonight."

Care or not, Zhao Mingruo's actions have already given him the answer.

If he still misses Jiang Shaoyuan, he will never appear here again.

Yan Huaian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is good."

Zhao Mingruo said this angrily and fell asleep completely.

Aye took the scroll to the bedside for Yan Huai'an, "Your Majesty."

"Go and prepare some anti-fetal medicine for Miss Third to drink when she wakes up later."

"Yes, little man, go and prepare it now."

outside the house.

The rime is thick, and the snow on the branches has not dispersed. The snow falls from the bent pine branches, and the branches sway.

inside the house.

From time to time, golden flowers pop out of the silver charcoal, and they burn with crackling sounds. The tongues of fire shoot up and lick the bottom of the pot.

A small charcoal stove is paired with a landscape kiln-shaped kettle with an iron net in the middle.

The water in the hot kettle was boiling, and Ah Ye slowly poured in a cup of old white tea.

Yan Huaian was reading the military book and covering Zhao Mingruo with the quilt from time to time.

The years are quiet, but that's all.

Zhao Mingruo slept until the sun went down before he woke up. To be precise, he smelled the fragrance of rice.

Ah Fu picked up the food box and waited with a smile.

"woke up?"

"are you hungry?"

Yan Huaian put down the book and carefully helped Zhao Mingruo stand up. Looking at the slightly protruding belly, there was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

Zhao Mingruo touched his belly and said, "A little bit."

"Aye, Afu, get ready."

Ah Ye was smart and handed the anti-fetal medicine to Zhao Mingruo, "Miss Zhao, please use it."

"what is this?"

"Antai Jingshen, our prince asked the imperial doctor to take your pulse and prescribed this medicine. It is said that all the ladies in the palace are using it and it has excellent effects."

"Your Majesty was worried that you wouldn't be used to the bitter medicine, so he filled it with some honey."

"I also prepared some candied fruits for you."

Zhao Mingruo was a little hesitant, but when she saw Ah Fu nodding towards her, she still brought it over to drink.

"It is indeed better than the anti-fetal medicine I used before."

After drinking, Zhao Mingruo's appetite improved a lot.

The two of them ate and chatted.

Zhao Mingruo took a bite of hibiscus cake and asked curiously, "Your Majesty, why is it me?"