C8 Prince Liangliu(6)

[Ding!] affability level + 5, current affability level: 30!]

[Ding!] affability level + 5, current affability level: 35!]

[Ding!] affability level + 10, current affability level: 45!]

Ye Yao: "…"

So it turned out that this guy didn't like children, but liked listening to love words.

New skill get!

That night, Lady Imperial Consort Xian left Wen Muyu and Ye Yao in the palace.

Wen Muyu was Imperial Consort Xian's only child, so every time Wen Muyu entered the palace, Imperial Consort Xian would ask him to stay at the palace.

Now that Ye Yao had been diagnosed with a "wedding vein", Imperial Consort Xian was overjoyed.

"This is the emperor's first grandson. Yao, you must take good care of him. Don't let anything go wrong." Imperial Consort Xian held Ye Yao's hand and reminded her cordially.

According to the original owner's memories, Ye Yao also knew that Lady Imperial Consort Xian was a kind and benevolent person, so she smiled and said, "Mufei, Yao will take note of it."

"That's good. When you give birth to your son, mufei will not mistreat you." When I find a suitable opportunity, I'll ask the Emperor to raise your position to that of an imperial concubine. "

"No need, mufei." Before Ye Yao said anything, Wen Muyu directly refused her.

Imperial Consort Xian frowned, unhappy. "Ah Yu, although Yao did something wrong before, but now that she is pregnant with your child, you should forgive her."

Afraid that Ye Yao would be upset, Imperial Consort Xian smiled and comforted her, "Besides, Yao has a good disposition. Besides her background being a little lacking, how can she not be compared to the Crown Princess?"

Ye Yao didn't say anything, but her eyes were lowered, making her look extremely obedient.

In fact, she didn't care much about the title of wangfei. As long as Wen Muyu, that big pig's hoof, had a good impression of her, she would have no problem even if she was a maid!

Seeing that Ye Yao's expression did not change, Wen Muyu was slightly relieved. Mufei, this is a matter between Yao and I. It's better if you don't worry about it. "

"That won't do!" Imperial Consort Xian said resentfully, "Ah Yu, you're already married. You can't just wander around the fireworks like you used to, okay? "What's so good about those girls? You have to keep them in mind …"

Wen Muyu: "..."

Mufei, can you not take down your son's throne, please?

Ye Yao couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wen Muyu being lectured by Imperial Consort Xian.

"Yao, don't be afraid, mufei will support you!"

"Huh?" Ye Yao, who was enjoying the show, suddenly heard Imperial Consort Xian calling for her. She was stupefied.

"Oh …" Ye Yao reacted and said with a smile, "Thank you mufei, but Yao believes that the prince will be a good husband and father."

"Yes." Imperial Consort Xian nodded in agreement.

Good father.

Hearing Ye Yao's words, Wen Muyu felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

Would it be okay if he didn't have this dad!?

When Ye Yao returned to the sleeping quarters Imperial Consort Xian had prepared beforehand, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Imperial Consort Xian was indeed as hearty and benevolent as the original owner's memory suggested, she was really too long-winded!

It was so nagging that it made one's head hurt!

"Your Highness, how do we sleep tonight?" Ye Yao stared blankly at the only bed in the room.

Wen Muyu was sitting at the table drinking tea. Hearing Ye Yao's words, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Although Shen Yao had been married into the Prince's Mansion for two months, he had never once stayed in her room. But now that they were in the palace, there was naturally no way for them to sleep in separate rooms.

Sipping on his tea, Wen Muyu said lightly: "Sleep well, I won't do anything rash."

"Oh …"