The Almighty Princess is Going To Climb the Wall

Nangong Jin walked slowly in front of the bride step by step. Every step she took brought boundless oppression to the two maids. Finally, when Uncle Qihuang came to the bride, the legs of the two servant girls gave way, and they knelt down on the ground, their faces pale.

She raised her hand and lifted the bride's hijab a little. After seeing her face clearly, Nan Gongjin narrowed her eyes slightly, but her face, which was already extremely cold, showed signs of darkening at this moment.

Just as he was about to speak, a guard hurried into the Xitang and whispered a few words in his ear.

Putting down the bride's hijab again, she ordered "carry the child and princess into the backyard" and left the guests behind.

One of the protagonists of the big wedding is missing, and the other is in a coma after giving birth to a child. In the huge wedding hall and the besieged Seven Palaces, there are only countless guests looking at each other in blank dismay.

How could the Western Jin Dynasty send a pregnant woman to Nanzhao for marriage?

Is this woman Princess Showa?

Is the child born to the seventh princess the son of the seventh emperor's uncle?

If so, wouldn't Uncle Qihuang refuse to raise it? How could he have a child?

If it wasn't for... oh hehe...then this diamond-level green hat is too high!

But everyone only dared to think and get excited in their hearts. In the Seventh Prince's Mansion, they dared not say a word no matter what.

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"Hey, let me tell you why Mrs. Meng's chicken is missing. It turned out to be stolen by you bastard."

"Nurse Rong, have you made a mistake? I took the chicken from the kitchen, not stolen it! Our concubine just gave birth, and she was in a coma for a day and a night. She has to eat chicken to replenish her health."

"Ah bah! Concubine? What kind of concubine is she? She had a bastard with another man before going to court, and the Seventh Prince's House was completely humiliated by her. She still has the nerve to eat chicken? I think she is just a A wild-ji who only sneaked out of a brothel!"

"Nurse Rong, please pay attention to what you say. Our princess is married by the prince, a concubine of the Western Jin Dynasty."

"Princess? Are you lying to me that I am uneducated? The emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty only had one daughter, and the real Princess Showa lives in the imperial palace of the Western Jin Dynasty. She is a bitch who is ridden by thousands of people, and she has the nerve to call herself a princess? Not afraid of losing the face of the Western Jin royal family!

A woman like her should stay in the Western Jin Dynasty and be tied up and soaked in a pig cage by the people of the Holy Palace! Now that she is lucky enough to come to Nanzhao, even if she can't soak the pig cage, she deserves to be starved to death with her bastard!

Still want to eat chicken? ! Hurry up and bring the chicken to the old lady, even if the old lady throws it to feed the dog, she will never let you feed it to that bitch. "

After a while of silent snatching, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the wall.

"Hey! You little bastard, how dare you fight back?! Are you eating the guts of ambition?"

"Nurse Rong, you made a mistake. Just now I clearly saw you rushing towards Bifan. She just backed away and didn't even touch you with the corner of her clothes. How could she fight back?"

"It turns out that you two little bastards still have martial arts. No wonder you don't take Mrs. Meng seriously and even dare to steal her things. Hmph, don't cry later if you have the guts!"

As the sound of Shen Ben's footsteps became smaller and smaller, the yard became quiet again.

"Bifan, what should we do? We have offended someone..."

"Huh, if you offend, you will be offended. I think we followed the young lady in the Western Jin Dynasty to eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, and lose money, but even the princess dared to beat her. Now this woman is just a dog slave next to a concubine. Why are you afraid of her?"

"You really are! Have you forgotten the order at home? We are in Nanzhao now, not in the Western Jin Dynasty. We must restrain our temper before!"

"Xiaoshuang, you saw it just now. Where did I offend her? She came here to find fault on purpose. The lady just gave birth, and if she doesn't even have a chicken to eat, she won't be able to keep up! Don't you have the heart to look at the lady? Starving with the little young master?"

"Okay, okay, you didn't do anything wrong in this matter. But she will definitely bring someone back later, so let's apologize to her in a low voice, at worst, she will slap her twice."

"Okay... I get it. It's really a tiger in Pingyang being bullied by a dog!"

"Be good! As long as the lady is good, we will be fine."

In a magnificent yet fresh and elegant room, a woman in red sat quietly on the edge of the bed with a baby in her arms.

On a melon-seeded face, the two eyebrows are like pale ink, the eyes are like the bright moon and the starry sky, the nose is like a gall, the lips are pigmented, the skin is crystal clear like snow, the black silk is as bright as satin, and the lips are as delicate as cherry blossoms. The long and curly eyelashes are as impressive as a pair of butterfly wings, and the clearly delicate figure gives people a strong and indifferent indifference from the world.

Hearing the tearing sound outside the door, the woman lightly slapped her eyelashes, and a pair of big talking eyes revealed a murderous intent that seemed to be absent.

At this time, the winter sun shines on her through the window. From a distance, it looks like peony cage smoke, autumn begonia, ethereal and dust-free.

But when he got closer and looked at him, there was a glimmer of light burning in that immortal aura, and the clearly weak and boneless figure gave people a chilling and chilling feeling.

"Miss, are you awake?"

"That's great! Miss, how are you? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

The two maids pushed the door open and entered, seeing that their young lady had woken up, they immediately crowded around happily.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked up at the two servant girls who were loyal to protect the lord, her eyes were full of satisfaction: "I'm fine, don't worry."

After that, he teased the baby in his arms and said, "I named the baby Dudu, what do you think?"

Looking down again, looking at the pink, tender and chubby baby in his arms, he couldn't help poking his chubby little face with a finger, his arms and legs like lotus joints, and his fleshy, slightly chubby face. Qing's little butt, but the only response to her was her cute appearance who was asleep.

"Doo? Such a cute name!"

"Well, the little master will be called Dudu from now on. But this is a nickname. Miss, have you decided on the name of the little master?"

Lu Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, then said: "Dudu left home before he was born, and his relatives were not around when he was born. To commemorate his life, let's call him Lu Xiaoli."

"Lu Xiaoli? Miss, shouldn't I be called Nangong Xiaoli?"

Lu Xiaoxiao blinked her big bright eyes and asked, "Why does this child of mine have to be named Nangong?"

Bifan glared at Xiaoshuang, and scolded, "Idiot! Our young master is not the child of the Seventh Emperor's Uncle, why should he take the Seventh Emperor's surname?"

Xiaoshuang scratched her head: "But Miss is married to Uncle Seventh Emperor, so the young master will naturally become Uncle Seventh Emperor's child. If the surname is Lu...isn't it good?"

(This article is a 1v1 unscrupulous and hilarious pet article. The heroine’s child is definitely the hero’s. Don’t worry about this. Get your aunt’s towel ready, and be ready to laugh at your aunt at any time, okay. Please ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets!)