"Oh my God!" Beidou kept staring at him, "God Lord, Your Highness the Crown Prince has confessed to you again!"

Wen Huang: “…”

Beidou: "But, the poem he chose was not very good."

Wen Huang: "??"

Beidou: "The next sentence of this poem is: 'Eternal and long, sometimes it will end, and this hatred will last forever!' I think His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't know much about the poetry of the world!"

Wen Huang: “…”

Perhaps seeing Wen Huang's face was not right, the princess asked uneasyly: "Empress, is there any problem with this Guanyin statue?"

Wen Huang shook his head: "No problem. When I saw this, I remembered my loving grandmother. I'm lucky to be the emperor!"

She couldn't burn the yellow paper in front of so many people, and put the Guanyin sent to the child back and covered it with a lid.

Anyway, no one recognizes the words on it except Ju Hao, so it doesn’t matter if you are seen.

After a while, Xuan Po, who had changed his robe suit, also came in.

He wore a regular dress with a black and yellow dress, which was more slim than the robe just now, and looked more arrogant and straight, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and strong.

The princesses asked the two to sit south and began a feast.

After a long time of struggle, the two of them drank and had a drink together. Wen Huang ate a stomach of half-cooked dumplings, and finally the gift was finished.

The princesses, female officials, and palace maids withdrew one after another, and only Wen Huang and Xuan Po were left in the room.

When they were all there just now, the atmosphere in the room was solemn and warm with joy.

When they left and there were only two of them left, they suddenly became disgusted.

For some reason, Wen Huang remembered the two silk paintings that her mother showed her.

Then the heart couldn't help but pound and the face was also experiencing a fever.

She secretly looked up at Xuan Po, but found that he was neither excited nor nervous. He sat at the table with a cup of tea in his hand, gently turning the tea cup, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Well... cough cough!" Wen Huang coughed strategically and asked, "Prince, when is it time?"

Xuan Bo said lightly: "I don't know."

"Well, have you eaten?"

"Eat." Xuan Po responded, but suddenly reached out, opened the box on the table, and picked up the Guanyin giving birth to the child!

Wen Huang: "!!"

"This was sent by my father, who said it was from my grandmother, so I probably wanted to have a good omen." She quickly explained.

Xuan Po didn't say anything and picked up the yellow paper again.

Wen Huang was very calm.

Anyway, he doesn't recognize words.

"What is written on it?" Xuan Po asked Wen Huang.

Wen Huang said: "Who knows? It should be the scriptures in the temple."

Xuan Po stood up, burned the yellow paper on the dragon and phoenix candle, and said, "On the night of the wedding night, it would be great if you send your child to Guanyin. The messy scriptures in the temple are not sure what the meaning is, but it would be better to burn it."

Wen Huang: “…”

It feels like he is a bit abnormal.

Could it be that Ju Hao was monitoring her and saying something to him?

He probably won't disclose the affairs of heaven to mortals, right?

Otherwise, there will be a backlash for him!

Xuan Po burned the yellow paper, placed Guanyin, sent the child to the bedside table, and sat next to Wen Huang, looking at her and said, "I hope to borrow Prime Minister Ji Yan to get pregnant as soon as possible."

Wen Huang glanced at Guanyin, then looked at Xuan Po, his heart beat like thunder.

Xuan Po reached out and untied her clothes.

Wen Huang grabbed his big hand.

Xuan Po looked at her.

Wen Huang: "…The Emperor."

Xuanbo: "Hmm?"

Wen Huang: "I...I'm afraid of pain..."

Xuan Po gradually smiled and hugged her into his arms, saying, "It doesn't hurt, I promise."

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Chapter completed!