MTL - I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating-Chapter 351 it's almost over

  Chapter 351 is coming to an end

"Today I really want to eat fish, so I made Yulo Noodles in sour soup with my mother. Go wash your hands and try a bowl later? Huh?" Ji Zhao walked up to him carefully, holding his heavy waist In front of her, she smiled lightly.

"Zhao Zhao," Shen Yao's heart moved, he gently embraced her in his arms, buried his head in the crook of her neck, took a deep breath, the faint fragrance of hibiscus made him feel refreshed, "Let me hug you .”

   "Okay." Ji Zhao nodded obediently, and gently closed his eyes.

  At this moment, it seems that the world is quiet.

  The couple embracing each other felt the sound of each other's heartbeat, and the corners of their lips curled into the same arc.

   After a while, Shen Yao ate two big bowls of fish lo mein in sour soup.

   Ji Zhao, who was sitting opposite him, looked at his obviously thinned jaw, his eyes filled with distress.

   "You've lost weight." Ji Zhao felt distressed, "Are you tired recently?"

   "Well," Shen Yao raised his eyes and smiled at her, "It's almost over."

   Compared with the three flawed princes under Emperor Jing Yuan, Prince Xian is more suitable for that position.

  Emperor Jing Yuan seems to have resigned himself to his fate, and he should be able to write the imperial edict for the Zen position in a short time.

  As for the reason why Shen Yao was so busy during this time, it was related to Prince Xian's life experience.

  When he heard the news, Ji Zhao looked at Shen Yao in surprise, "Prince Xian's life experience? Aren't Prince Xian and the current Holy Majesty the same mother?"

  Everyone in Dajing knows that Prince Xian, who is brave and good at fighting, is the younger brother of Emperor Jingyuan!

   "It's unimaginable that the royal family is secretive." Shen Yao rubbed her cheeks, and changed the subject with a smile, "Zhao Zhao, let's not talk about it. You are pregnant, so you shouldn't think too much."

  Shen Yao's big palm landed on her swollen round belly, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

   "When I hear that a woman is pregnant, nine times out of ten she vomits, but our daughter is a caring person." Shen Yao couldn't help but praise.

   "Are you so sure it's a daughter?" Ji Zhao couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard his gentle and sweet voice, and joked deliberately, "I think it's a son."

   "Zhao Zhao, don't talk nonsense, it must be a daughter." Shen Yao said stubbornly.

  Ji Zhao was helpless, leaned on his shoulder, laughed for a while, and finally fell asleep again.

  In fact, she has already diagnosed it, and the fetus in her womb is a boy;

  In order to keep Master Shen's daughter's dream from being shattered, she decided not to tell him for the time being.

  After entering August, the weather in Kyoto is getting hotter and hotter.

  Imperial Palace, Qianqing Hall.

   Rao invited countless genius doctors, but Emperor Jing Yuan's condition still did not improve.

  The huge Qianqing Hall is filled with a strong smell of bitter soup and medicine.

  Empress and concubine Shu came to attend to the sick every day, but Emperor Jingyuan's condition became more and more serious, even to the point where he could not recognize people clearly.

  The only person he could recognize was Prince Xian Zhou Yuheng.

   Another day, Prince Xian was summoned into the palace.

   "Brother Huang summoned the minister, why?" After entering the Qianqing Palace, Prince Xian asked calmly, standing three feet away from the dragon bed.

   "Xiao Qi..." Emperor Jing Yuan, who had just used the decoction fifteen minutes ago, raised his eyes to look at the imposing gentleman standing at the bottom, feeling dull, "You hate me after all, don't you?"

  Prince Xian lowered his head and played with the ring-shaped koi water-absorbing jade pendant on his waist, and remained silent.

"I... have regretted it before." Emperor Jingyuan smiled bitterly, couldn't help coughing several times, and finally said in a low voice, "I know, you have doubted your own life experience during this period, but no matter how hard you search, you can't find it." evidence, right?"

"Concubine Zheng in the Cold Palace, Nanny Gui in the Clothes Bureau..." Prince Xian raised his eyes slowly, and said calmly, "Brother Huang, do you really think I can't find out? There will never be someone in this world who can be covered up." For those who have blood on their hands, even if they die, they will have to suffer enough torture in **** before they can be reborn in the afterlife.”

   "Do you hate me that much?"

   "Brother Huang thinks, shouldn't my younger brother hate you?" Prince Xian smiled and asked questions instead of answering.

"I've always been thinking, if I hadn't heard that secret back then, maybe there wouldn't have been so many crimes?" Emperor Jing Yuan barely propped himself up, leaned on the dragon bed, and looked around the huge inner hall. Looking at the furnishings in the house, he laughed softly, "Xiao Qi, this is the imperial palace, a deep palace that cannibalize people without spit out bones, it is our emperor father, the reason why he can ascend to the throne of God is because he stepped on the throne. It was only through the flesh and blood of countless brothers that I succeeded, so these years I have never felt that I did something wrong... But you... you are like a rare flower in the royal family, you respect me, and for me, you went to the battlefield without fear, I am very moved and envious..."

   "Seventh brother, you probably don't know how attractive that innocent heart in you is?"

   "Brother Huang summoned the minister today just to talk about these things?" Prince Xian frowned and said, "If Brother Huang has nothing else to do, then I will leave..."

"Zhou Yuheng, do you want to watch the Dajing Dynasty fall apart! You said you have been ill for several months, don't you want this position at all!" Emperor Jing Yuan looked at the black back, painfully shouted!

"Brother Emperor," Prince Xian turned around slowly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were extremely calm, like a quiet pool of water, without the slightest emotion, "My brother has never dreamed about the throne, brother probably Did you forget? When you were young, you and I studied together in the Imperial College, and my grades were not outstanding... But Brother Huang is different. Brother Huang, you are proficient in everything. In the hearts of my ministers, you are a role model !"

   "My respect for you is not entirely due to your life-saving grace when you were young..." Prince Xian couldn't help laughing again, "It's just that I think it's ironic to mention the four words of life-saving grace now."

   "Have you... never considered the throne?"

   "Brother Huang knows it well, doesn't he?"

  Emperor Jingyuan laughed, and continued to laugh, and finally began to cough quickly, even coughing up blood.

   "It turns out that I have been pretending to be smart all these years. I thought... I thought... that's all..."

  Emperor Jingyuan closed his eyes in pain.

   "My brother has sent someone to Jiangnan to invite a famous doctor, and I hope that the emperor will take good care of his body."

   "Seventh brother!"

  Emperor Jing Yuan let out a heart-piercing cry, and finally said in a deep voice, "I want to talk to you."

  Prince Xian wanted to leave, but for some reason, he chose to stay.

  The servant moved a low stool, and Prince Xian sat on it without saying a word.

   After a while, Nei served a cup of fragrant tea.

   Top-quality Yuqian Longjing.

   "I remember Seventh Brother's favorite tea is this Yuqian Longjing, so whenever I get new tea these years, people will always send it to Seventh Brother's house..."

   "I dare not forget the great love of the emperor's brother." Prince Xian stared at the cup of fragrant tea, his thoughts were very chaotic.

  (end of this chapter)