The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

Chapter 953 953 1 Looks like Prince 9’s seed



Chapter 953 953 1 Looks like Prince 9’s seed

Because she was thinking about this, Gu Nanqiao didn't notice that the man holding the dish for her twitched the corner of his lips quietly and imperceptibly...

The food is good.

Wine is also good wine.

Just after eating and drinking, Gu Nanqiao felt that his eyes were shaking...

"Are you drugged?"

Although Gu Nanqiao's eyes were shaking, his mind was still somewhat clear. This feeling... was definitely not simply drunk.

But just now she didn't realize that the food was poisonous!

Mo Shiyi looked at Gu Nanqiao, whose face was flushed as if he was drunk, and the corners of his lips finally turned upward.

"No," he said.

If it’s not him, it can’t be someone from the family, right?

This is in her pear garden.

But then his voice came to my ears and said: "However, this wine was brewed by my mother-in-law. It is said that it uses a special brewing method and has greater stamina. Your Majesty specially sent some tonight to congratulate us." marriage……"

Brewed by Aunt Rong?

Could it be...

Gu Nanqiao's mind was already a little mushy, and he tried hard to clear his mind.

But the more he shook, the more dizzy he became.

In the end, she felt as if she was being picked up by someone, and a wave of spinning came over her, causing her to subconsciously hug something tightly.

"W-What did you do?"

"Bridal chamber flowers and candles."

"But I, I still have something to say to you..."

"No rush, we still have a lot of time..."

Red candles flicker.

The bed rocked all night.

Until dawn...

……

after a long time.

Gu Nanqiao just remembered what she had never said that night, but looking at the handsome man beside her who treated her like a filial piety, she suddenly felt that there was no need to say anything.

In fact, she didn't know...whether she loved him or not.

Maybe... love.

But from beginning to end, she never said it. Even when she was entangled in bed and couldn't bear it, she didn't say it.

She actually knows.

He expected.

It's a pity... She feels like she will never say that word in her life.

The first day after getting married.

The capital exploded.

Because everyone in the capital knew that the person who was rewarded by Emperor Yong to Gu Nanqiao was actually their God of War, the Ninth Prince.

A reward is given to a widow.

You can imagine how much of a stir it caused. Several stubborn loyal ministers almost died on the spot in the court...

Of course.

This wave of excitement was quickly broken by another wave.

The life experience of the two cubs.

"I heard that Princess Nan was the one who saved the Ninth Prince from a conspiracy. After the two of them were confused for a night, the Ninth Prince left a sum of money and left. Princess Nan had not been brought back to Nanhou Mansion at that time, so she was left alone and helpless. Yes, I used that money to start a business, but later I found out that I was pregnant. For the sake of the child and my own reputation, I had to tell the public that I was married and my husband was dead..."

"So Princess Nan's two children are actually the Ninth Prince's, and they are not widows at all."

"No wonder Princess Nan is angry and wants Your Majesty to reward the Ninth Prince to her. Obviously she is angry at the Ninth Prince for abandoning her and causing her and the child to suffer so much."

"Those two children look so much like the Ninth Prince, they are almost carved from the same mold."

"At first glance, he is the son of the Ninth Prince."

This wave of big melons made the people of the capital very full.

Later, I heard that it also spawned a lot of storybooks about the marriage process of the God of War and the Ninth Prince. There are various versions, and there are even illustrated versions. I heard that the sales volume was very good, and it was regarded as a love guide by many women.


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