Princess Zhaoyang didn't know that Ji Yu didn't watch any of the talent performances prepared by the noble ladies from the capital for His Royal Highness.

His eyes were always in an inconspicuous corner of this "flower-viewing feast", a boy she had never remembered at all.

Princess Zhaoyang ate two bites of crab meat peeled by the maid, raised her glass with her slender hands and hugged her lips, and asked slowly, "How about it, does Your Highness have any girl you like?"

She didn't use the word "love".

After all, Princess Zhaoyang saw this nephew's glory and glory, and the moon was so beautiful that she could be seen by her. As an elder who loved him, she did not think that there was a woman in the world who could be worthy of the word "love" in Ji Yu.

As long as it can be seen.

Ji Yu's light lips pulled out a curve and said helplessly, "Aunt, if I knew that your purpose of holding a flower-watching banquet was here, I would definitely not come."

Princess Zhaoyang was a little disappointed, but she was expecting it. However, she thought about it and asked unwillingly, "As long as the noble girl in the capital is here, you really have nothing to see?"

Enchanting...

Ji Yu's eyes flashed.

Of course he can't say there is.

Otherwise, my aunt would probably be scared to death.

Ji Yu gently folded her lips.

But I heard Princess Zhaoyang complain in her ear, "Your Highness, your vision is too high. It seems that the task assigned by the emperor to this palace is completely failure and there is no chance... Alas, I really don't know what kind of woman will be able to catch your eyes and your heart in the future..."

Listening to Princess Zhaoyang's sighs and sighs, two figures appeared in Ji Yu's mind.

One is a young man in purple who is sitting in the garden with golden armor and lazy and noble as a cat drinking at the flower viewing banquet.

One is a woman with purple gauze hanging on her face when she was far away in Qinghe County.

The two figures intertwined and changed constantly in their minds, disrupting his never-ending heart.

"Ding! Target character Ji Yu, favorability level 5, strategy completion level 70!"

Ji Yu quietly drove away the two figures, and gently picked up the table with a glass of chrysanthemum wine filled with maids.

...Is it so delicious?

He glanced at the boy in the corner not far away and raised his glass to his lips.

When it enters the throat, the wine is sweet and warm, just as the temperature at the bottom of the mouth. After drinking it, the fragrance remains. The tip of the tongue slowly savors a trace of sweetness that is as light as chrysanthemums.

It's really good.

The man in bright yellow robe raised his glass and lowered his eyes and smiled. Although his lips were slightly bent, he had turned all the people upside down, making the girls present fall in love with each other.

Want to marry!

At this moment, a despicable moan suddenly sounded, "Ah... it hurts so much..."

——It’s the voice of Princess Zhaoyang!

Ji Yumo's eyes, which were as clean as jade, suddenly sank, and his voice was filled with the majesty of a crown prince of a country: "Just stop, dance stop."

The singing, dancing, orchestras and orchestras all stopped in an instant.

The silent garden made Princess Zhaoyang's voice even more painful: "No... The amniotic fluid in my palace is broken and it is about to give birth..."

The elegant and luxurious woman fell on the chair and covered her belly with a pale face.

Ji Yu said in a deep voice, "Talking to the imperial physician, please ask the wife to be a good wife--"

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No one expected that such a thing would happen suddenly.

Princess Zhaoyang gave birth prematurely, and she was an elderly mother, so the situation was not optimistic.

"Your Highness, the eldest princess's position is not right, I'm afraid... it's not possible!"

In ancient times, a woman had a child that was a step into the gates of hell with one foot.

There is no saying that one can protect the big and the small, and it is often a corpse and two lives!
Chapter completed!