The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 660 Final Words His Highness's Little Runaway Wife ([-])
After coming out of the medical hall, the afternoon sun was a bit strong.

She held up a newly bought oil-paper umbrella, the sun shone on the umbrella, the birds fluttered and herrings swam, it was really beautiful.

Alas, I am not reconciled.

It's too embarrassing to go back so honestly.

If it doesn't work out, that person will reprimand him, thinking wildly.

And, take advantage of this, before the child is born, don't try to leave the palace in vain.

"Congratulations to this young lady... Uh, madam, you are pregnant. It has been about a month, and the pulse condition is not obvious, but according to the old man's many years of experience, it is absolutely correct."

Thinking of what the old doctor said just now, he sighed silently.

Why does her child always appear at unexpected moments?

Choose a sunny and peaceful day, and in the eyes of everyone expecting, the imperial physician will diagnose...

Is it disgusting, not exciting enough?
She stroked her still flat belly and murmured to herself: "You, don't be like your brother, I wonder if you were too stimulated when you were in the stomach, that temper, tsk..."

Boys are more indifferent, that's all, girls, it's better to be lively and cheerful.

That's right, she had a hunch that this child was probably a little princess.

It was as the man wished.

Thinking that the emperor was furious in the palace, wishing that the whole Central Plains would arrest her, he felt quite comfortable.

In addition to being comfortable, it is inevitable to feel depressed.

Haven't you found her for so long?

Is it, it doesn't matter...

Forget it, anyway, the month is still young, and the fetus is stable, let's have a good time first.

After making up her mind, she reached out to block the empty sedan chair.

There are two types of sedan chairs here, one is the same as that in Beijing, and if it is generally hired, it is counted by the hour.

The other type is a sedan chair that can be summoned at any time, and it is very convenient for two people to carry it one after the other.

Baoling County has a special humanities, and many people use sedan chairs, so such a business has arisen.

"Miss, where are you going?" the young man asked enthusiastically.

"Guangde Building."

"Okay, you sit still!"

The sedan chair is spacious and wobbly, passing through the bluestone alley to the lively street.

"Listen to your accent, aren't you a local?" The bearer said with a smile, "You really know the goods. Our county is famous for its operas. There are more than a hundred opera houses in this large and small pear orchard. The most authentic one is not Guangde. No one belongs to the building."

She agreed and echoed: "I met a few people by chance and listened to it for several days. It is true."

"Hey, it's not the first time I've been back, but they can listen to it for a month or two without repeating it!"

"yes……"

Then, should she think about the matter of "taking herself into the trap" in a month or two.

It was almost the time of application, and the front of Guangde Building was full of people.

There are three performances today, and what she wants to hear is the first "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest".

It is said to be one of the famous songs, very exciting.

The young man led her up to the private room on the second floor, when several joking ladies saw her, they hurriedly greeted her:
"Sister Su, come and sit down."

They are all wealthy businessmen in the county, all aged sixteen or seventeen.

At the beginning, she was going to enter another pear orchard, but when she hesitated, she met these enthusiastic people.

It was like old friends at first sight, and forged a fate of enjoying the drama together.

As she approached, she found that there was a tall man in the corner, who met her slightly surprised eyes, and immediately got up and saluted.

The temperament is deep, implying the shrewdness of a businessman.

Ms. Tan explained: "My eldest brother, the shop is busy on weekdays, and it's rare that he's free, so I'll just come here for a while. Sister Su, don't take offense, just pretend he doesn't exist."

All the girls covered their lips and laughed, while Master Tan showed helplessness on his nonchalant remarks.

Su Yingchun nodded slightly in return, and sat down gracefully.

Looking at her beautiful face and delicate skin, Ms. Qu couldn't help but say:

"Sister Su, are you really...the flower letter is coming?"

"Why did you lie to you?" She didn't intend to pretend to be young and trick her.

Ms. He joked, "Perhaps you called me sister to lie to us!"

"Ha ha……"

Young Master Tan also quietly cast a scrutinizing gaze.

The woman is petite, with a graceful figure, a pair of bright eyes that seem to be able to speak, watery, and a little bit of red lips, she really doesn't look like she is in her twenties.

At this time, the red curtain on the stage opened, and a soft drumbeat sounded.

"It's about to start."

Ms. Qu signaled everyone to be quiet, and handed her the play list in her hand.

(End of this chapter)