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

After having eaten and drank enough, Yu Niaoyu felt a little sleepy.

Xiao Juan had an exclusive lounge in the Justice Department, and he asked Yu Weiwei to sleep there.

Although the lounge is small, it is fully equipped with daily necessities such as beds and bedding.

Yu curling was really sleepy, she didn't think much about it, she took off her coat and shoes and socks, rolled directly on the bed, wrapped the quilt and fell asleep.

When she woke up from a sleep and smelled the faint medicinal smell left in the bedding, she came back to it.

This is Prince Lang's lounge, which means that he should have slept on this bed before.

Now she is also sleeping on this bed, rounding it up, it means that the two of them have already shared the bed!

Thinking of this, Yu Weiwei couldn't help laughing.

She got dressed and walked back to Jingmingzhai briskly.

Xiao Yanduan sat behind the book case, carefully reviewing the case, and from time to time he would pick up a pen and write two strokes on it.

He heard the footsteps, raised his eyes and glanced at Yu curling, seeing her smiling face, she seemed very happy, and couldn't help asking.

"Have you had a happy event?"

Yu curling intentionally wanted to tease the other party, and deliberately did not answer the question.

"Did you know that you have a faint medicinal smell on your body?"

Xiao Yan really didn't know about this.

He raised his right hand and sniffed his sleeve carefully, which seemed to have a slightly bitter taste.

But then again, he suffers from stomach problems and often takes medicine. He doesn't like incense on weekdays, so it's normal for him to get a little medicinal smell on his body.

Xiao Yan put down his hand and stared at her with dark eyes.

"How do you know that this king smells of medicine?"

What Yu curled up was waiting for his words, and immediately showed a big smile.

"Because I smelled medicine on your bed!"

Xiao Lian: "..."

Yu curling didn't seem to see his stiff expression for a moment, and continued to say with a hippie smile.

"I was a little uncomfortable when I first smelled it, but after smelling it for a long time, it felt very special."

Xiao Fan said sternly, "Since you've had enough sleep, let's work hard."

Then he asked someone to bring a large stack of books and put them in front of Yu curling.

Yu curling couldn't laugh anymore.

Xiao Juan wrote a reply to the last dossier, then stood up calmly and said in a low voice.

"This king needs to go out for a trip. You should do more things here and talk less. After you finish, make a list of the books in question, and put them on this king's bookcase."

Yu curling learned the lesson just now, and this time there was no more skin, and he answered obediently.

"OK."

As soon as Xiao Wan left, Yu curling softly leaned to the side as if he had lost his bones, and continued to turn the book in a reclining posture.

It's still the most comfortable way to lie down and read a book.

After lying on her side for a long time, she changed to lying on her stomach, and after lying on her back for a long time, she changed to lying on her back.

The various poses are constantly rotated.

If lying down is uncomfortable, she has to stand up and play a combination of punches. The punches are dazzling and incoherent.

The Eagle Guard, who was hiding in the dark to observe, was almost blinded.

...

After Xiao Juan left the Justice Department, he took a team of Eagle Guards to the Imperial College.

Books that can be circulated in the market must be reviewed by the Imperial Academy of Wine Sacrifice.

Xiao Juan planned to go to Jijiu with the list of prohibited books and let him check how these books passed the review?

But the Guozijian sacrifice wine turned them away.

For this result, Xiao Yan had long expected.

Hundreds of officials in the DPRK had great opinions on the Eagle Guard, among them the civil officials were even more so.

They hated Prince Lang and the eagle dogs under his name. As the mainstay of the civil servants, the Guozijian sacrificial wine naturally had no good feelings for Prince Lang.