This prince belongs to me

Chapter 895 Counting 4
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The letter Bailichen received was not the same letter as Jiang Wanyu sent.

Jiang Wanyu was still not sophisticated enough, while Bailichen was much more cautious. It was not enough to write a letter in their unique script of Beifan. The letter he wrote was sent separately.

If you just read any one, it is just an ordinary letter from home.

And Jiang Wanyu has a piece of cloth in her hand, according to a certain size, if she puts it on the envelope, a part of the characters can be displayed.

These words are the content of true faith.

Although Chu Tianqing knew her trick, he didn't want to expose it, at least, he didn't want to expose it before Bailichen attacked the capital.

Knowing that she would continue to act, Ling Qianying refused in her heart.

She didn't know about Chu Tianqing's plan. After she became pregnant, she basically didn't care about other things, and only cared about raising her baby in the palace.

What she didn't know much was that Chu Tianqing used some method to make Jiang Wanyu feel that she was very favored.

She also knew that they were fishing for big fish with a long line, but...

You said it would be great to find someone else to act in a play, why do you have to come and find her!She is a pregnant woman with a big belly, is it easy?
Chu Tianqing felt a little guilty: "Ying'er, soon, really soon, at most one month! Before the spring of next year, all this will definitely be settled!"

Seeing Chu Tianqing's cautious and worried face, Ling Qianying nodded: "Okay! I promise you!"

When Jiang Wanyu stole the secret, she was very arrogant. Chu Tianqing knew it, so he was very angry, so he 'restrained' himself not to go to her.

One day, Concubine Qing guarded the empty room alone, and two days, Concubine Qing still guarded the empty room alone.

In the next few days, it will still be the case!

Ah Sang was a little flustered: "Mother, is what you did too obvious and angered the emperor?"

"How is it possible! Even if he is angry, so what, he has been hit by my heart-linking Gu, if he doesn't love me, he will die!" Jiang Wanyu said viciously.

"Yes!!" Ah Sang was no longer worried.

……

When Ling Qianying sent a message out of the palace to ask You Ruo to come and see her, she brought plenty of Peach Blossom Rhyme cosmetics.

So, when You Ruo came the next day, I packed a big bag and a small bag.

Since the birth of the child, Youruo has become a lot plump, but she is more beautiful than when she was a girl before. It can be seen that she has been mixed with honey in her childhood.

Yufeng's medical skills like that of a miracle doctor have also contributed a lot.

You Ruo was a little confused about Ling Qianying asking for cosmetics: "Sister Qianying, you are pregnant with a child, so don't put these things on your face!"

She felt a little distressed, she heard that the imperial concubine Qing had occupied the emperor for a long time, and the emperor really did.

Although You Ruo didn't dare to say it, she didn't know how many times she scolded her in her heart.

However, seeing Ling Qianying who was pregnant with a child and still trying to dress herself up, her heart twitched with pain.

"Where did you say, these things are not for my own use, I have a use for them!"

Ling Qianying smiled, You Ruo looked at her, her complexion was ruddy, her cheeks were plump, and she was full of energy, tsk tsk, she couldn't tell she was a dissatisfied woman.

Is there a secret hidden here?Eighty percent is not easy.

You Ruo didn't ask any more questions, and went back after sitting for a while. There was still a child at home who was worried about her, and she couldn't leave for a moment wherever she went.

……

Ling Qianying carried a large pile of cosmetics, put them in a food box and went to Yugan Palace.

When she went in, Chu Tianqing was radiant with glory, but when she came out, Chu Tianqing's face was ashen, as if he were a sick person.

"Well, the makeup is pretty good this time, it shouldn't be noticeable!" Ling Qianying said with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)