This prince belongs to me

Chapter 882 Conspiracy 3
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Anyway, he can be regarded as a person who is proficient in medical skills, but he is so careless!

Thinking of this month, and Chu Tianqing's love every day..., she still has all kinds of taboos, eating everything she should and shouldn't eat.

omg...

Thinking about it now, it's all a bit of fear.

That night, Ling Qianying was too scared to eat spicy fish with sweet-scented osmanthus. She only drank some light millet porridge and other mild supplements.

After the imperial doctor repeatedly confirmed that the fetus was very healthy, Ling Qianying lay down on the bed tremblingly.

Chu Tianqing was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night. He stroked Ling Qianying's unprotruded belly with his rough palms, with a proud expression on his face.

"Ying'er! Do you think this child will be a boy or a girl?"

"I don't know!" Ling Qianying gave her a blank look, and said again in a sensitive tone unique to pregnant women.

"Could it be that you are patriarchal too?" She gave her a blank look.

"Where did you go, Ying'er..." Chu Tianqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

When he was still thinking about flicking Ling Qianying's head with his fingers as usual, his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Finally, helplessly and dotingly let it go.

But Ling Qianying was very worried. She wondered if it was because she ate too lightly at night. At this moment, she only felt bitter and astringent in her mouth.

"What if I still want spicy food!?" Ling Qianying grimaced.

"Ying'er...you should eat less!"

Leaving aside what happened to the child, if she ate like this, her body might not be able to bear it.

"The imperial doctor didn't say you can't eat spicy food!" Ling Qianying pouted.

For this matter, Ling Qianying specially invited the imperial doctor over the next day, and asked the question in person, and the answer she got was that spicy food can be eaten, as long as it is not too much.

Ling Qianying happily rewarded the imperial physician on the spot.

Chu Tianqing had nothing to do with her, he could only stare at her small kitchen, he couldn't let her eat, he had to be restricted, and then he gave up.

……

Ever since Chu Tianqing found out that he was going to be a father, he even stepped up to the court much more easily, and those officials who usually looked very unpleasant became very pleasing to the eye.

In the court hall, because the emperor was in a good mood, they became harmonious, and everyone was no longer trembling like in the past, but could speak freely.

Those ministers expressed their opinions, and Chu Tianqing was not angry.

As a result, those ministers were full of emotion and expectation for this unborn little prince.

On this day, Chu Tianqing went to court as usual, and just sat down in the imperial study to review the papers, when Xia De came to report.

"Your Majesty, Miss Bingyan who is beside the empress is here!"

When Chu Tianqing heard that it was someone next to Ling Qianying, he quickly called in.

"But what's the matter with your mother?" Chu Tianqing asked very nervously.

Bingyan was stunned for a moment, with a trace of stiffness on his face, and then he laughed.

"Back to the emperor, the empress is fine, but the empress has sent servants to bring snacks to the emperor!"

After finishing speaking, Bingyan smiled lightly, walked around Xia De on his own initiative, opened the food box in his hand, and put the contents inside one by one on the imperial case.

Xia De was stunned, Miss Bingyan is too unruly.

But after thinking about it, the people around the empress have always been careless, maybe it's because of my own overthinking.

I only heard Bingyan say: "These are snacks made in our small kitchen. The empress looked good, so she asked the small kitchen to make an extra portion, and asked the servants to send it to the emperor!"

(End of this chapter)