Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

The place was noisy.

Yu Weiwei noticed that the expressions of the people when they looked at Yingwei were full of fear and hatred.

Such a strong hostility is really shocking.

If things go on like this, Yingwei will be the target of public criticism, and Prince Lang's situation will become even more difficult.

The carriage was still moving forward.

The bookstore was getting farther and farther away from him, Yu curled his eyes back and sat down honestly.

She rested her cheek with one hand, and her mind began to wander.

It seems that in the eyes of so many people, Prince Lang and the Ying Guards under him are a group of evil spirits who eat people and do not spit out bones. At first, she also thought so, but after getting along with Prince Lang for a short time, she It seems that Prince Lang is not as bad as rumored.

Let’s not talk about it, just talk about last night.

Prince Lang went to pick her up from prison in the middle of the night, and carefully put a cloak on her and gave her a place to stay.

This is definitely not something a demon can do.

Yu Weiwei muttered unconsciously.

"What kind of person is he?"

within the Justice Department.

Xiao Juan was reading the case file.

He looked at it so seriously that he didn't even bother to take a sip from the tea.

Before you know it, the tea in your hand has become cold.

Probably because he didn't eat breakfast, and because he didn't get a good rest last night, Xiao Lian suddenly felt a dull pain in his stomach.

This feels familiar.

It must be the old problem that has re-emerged.

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, and had to temporarily put down the file and pick up the teacup.

After taking a sip of cold tea, the stomach pain was not relieved, but worsened.

This morning, he walked in a hurry when he went out, and did not bring out the stomach medicine he often took.

This is a bit of a hassle.

He didn't want to invite a doctor to come over, it would cause too much movement and might cause unnecessary trouble.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yan remembered the little biscuits that Yu curling gave him.

He opened the drawer under the desk.

In the drawer lay a lacquered wood food container.

After he returned to the Justice Department yesterday, he casually threw the food box that Yu curling gave him into the drawer, and he never touched it again.

Thinking of what Yu Curly said, Xiao Yan opened the food box with the mentality of giving it a try, picked up a small biscuit at will, and put it in his mouth.

The biscuits are fragrant and crunchy, sweet but not greasy.

I ate four or five biscuits in a row.

Xiao Fan felt that the stomach pain seemed to have eased a little, not as uncomfortable as before.

He was quite surprised, but he didn't expect that what Yu curled up was telling the truth, this little biscuits can really relieve stomach problems.

He had never seen this kind of biscuits before, so it must not be an ordinary thing, so the process of making it should not be simple.

It seems that Yu Huaiwei really put a lot of thought into it.

Xiao Yan carefully closed the food box, intending to save the rest of the biscuits to eat slowly.

...

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Justice Department.

Ying Guard, who was standing guard at the door, saw that it was the future princess of the county, and instantly switched from a cold black-backed dog to a warm husky.

"Miss Yu came to see His Royal Highness the Prince again today?"

Yu Weiwei smiled and nodded: "Well, please help me spread the word."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

An Eagle Guard quickly ran into the Justice Department.

It didn't take long for him to come back, and he made a gesture of invitation to Yu Wei.

"His Royal Highness, please come in."

Yu Weiwei entered the Justice Department, and soon saw Prince Lang in a place similar to a study.

Xiao Yan put down the case he saw in his hand and asked.

"How did you come?"

His voice was still as low and cold as always, and his face was still the same inhuman and cold expression.

Yu Weiwei put the food box on the book table, crisp and authentic.

"I'm here to bring you something to eat."

Xiao Juan said in a low voice, "This king is not hungry."