Chapter 1: I am happy and lose my husband.

"Congratulations to the princess! You are three months pregnant!"

"What?!"

When He heard the imperial physician bow and congratulate him, He Yanyan looked surprised: "It's true?"

"It's true! I'm going to prepare you for fetal medicine."

"Zhi Xin, admire!"

After asking his personal maid to hand over the reward silver, He Yanyan suddenly felt that her body became more delicate.

With the help of others, He Yanyan stood up and came to the door to look at the magpies falling from the eaves: "I don't know why I am here to report the good news. Last night, the silver vat was also in bloom... I didn't expect that this little guy was there. Although the prince is in charge of the army, I have hope..."

"Although the princess came to marry, the prince has always respected each other as guests. How could he say this lost words?" Zhixin asked in confusion.

Shaking his head, He Yanyan wanted to speak but stopped—

Although the prince Bian Xiao has respected her for four years since her marriage, she also knew that the person Bian Xiao wanted to marry was not her, and even ordered someone to go privately on the day of marriage to find the woman in his heart.

I am just a toy between the royal power.

A trace of gloom was dyed between the eyebrows and eyes. Although I didn't want to live on a man, in this palace, there was no favor from the prince. Even if I respected him as a prince, I sometimes had to look at people's faces.

When the prince was in the mansion, no one dared to act rashly due to the prince's face. Now that the prince is not here, a wet nurse will crush her to death.

"Now that with this child, the princess doesn't have to worry about it." Zhixin comforted.

"Report—"

The master and servant were smiling when suddenly the servant screamed from the door: "Princess, it's not good! It's not good!"

"Let me say slowly, don't collide with the princess!" Zhixin drove him with a veil, as if he was about to blow his crying voice in the wind.

He Yanyan frowned when she noticed something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

"The princess, it's not good! News came from the front line, the prince... he died in battle!"

"What!"

He couldn't help but hold Zhixin's hand tightly. He Yanyan felt that her eyes turned dark and she fell to the ground: "You...what did you say?"

The movement in the courtyard soon attracted the attention of the people in the back room. Surrounded by a crowd of slaves, a fat woman with colorful waist twisted and walked out.

She glanced at He Yanyan who fell to the ground and glared sharply: "What's going on? Princess, don't miss the rules."

He Yanyan turned around and saw that the person coming was Bian Xiao’s wet nurse.

Bian Xiao's biological mother left early, so he respected the wet nurse very much. When Bian Xiao was not around, the woman looked like a master.

With the help of Zhixin, He Yanyan stood up from the ground. She couldn't believe that her only backer in this palace had died. She frowned and asked again: "Be serious about this?"

The servant knelt on the ground and cried to tears: "Take it seriously! Princess, this is a letter just sent from the palace this morning, saying that he would send a funeral to the prince in seven days!"

"How is that possible!" The wet nurse's heart was gone. She looked at everyone in panic. It was not that she had much affection for Bian Xiao, but that she wanted to instigate Bian Xiao to leave He Yanyan and get started. Now that the prince died, wouldn't this plan be failed?

The prince's mansion has no backbone, and He Yanyan has the title of a princess but cannot be used. She calmed down and said to the servant: "You go and inquire again. The prince is the regent, how can he be completely gone! He wants to see people alive, and dies to see corpses!"

"yes!"

As soon as the servant stepped back, the wet nurse pointed at He Yanyan's nose and cursed: "It's all you, the devastation star! Before, the prince's commander-in-chief was invincible. Since you entered the door, there has been nothing good in our palace!"

"That's it!" The people around quickly understood the direction of the wind. The princess came from a relative and had no relatives in the Rong border country. If the prince really went there, it would be obvious who would make the decision in this mansion!

"Princess, I heard that you were raised outside the palace in Qianglan Kingdom since childhood? I am afraid that Qianglan Kingdom knew that you were a disaster early in the morning, so I deliberately asked you to marry you to the Regent to seize the throne of our border kingdom!"

He Yanyan treats these servants well on weekdays and uses her own money to reward them. Now, they all turn against each other and feel chill in their hearts.

He couldn't help but clenched his fists, and He Yanyan argued with reason: "I am the princess, and I always take you like relatives. Why does the prince look so good when something happens to him? Not to mention that the prince's body is not clear now, even if the prince really dies, I am the master of the Regent's Mansion. I think who dares to act rashly!"

He Yanyan is not a bully guy, but she is used to being kangren on weekdays, but she is pinched like a soft persimmon, but now she is a little late to be tough.

"The princess is afraid she is confused," the wet nurse acted like the head of the family, "Come on, lock this demon concubine in another courtyard! If the prince dies, let her go with her to bury her!"

He Yanyan didn't give him a chance to resist at all, so a strong man directly raised her up and dragged her to the woodshed in another courtyard, locking the gate tightly.

Her heart tightened, and she threw herself on the door and heard the rustling noises of the people returning to the house, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth.

The warm sun was shining just now, and suddenly the ground was filled with demonic winds, and a dark cloud enveloped the Regent's Mansion, and snowflakes fell to the ground.

If the prince doesn’t come back within seven days, I will be buried with you?

The dust was stirring, and thousands of horses were neighing. A thousand miles away, Bian Xiao, who was caught in several arrows, was rescued from the thousands of troops, and broke through the siege: "Wang, hold on for a while!"

Bian Xiao's hands were trembling. He could feel that one of the arrows seemed to be poisoned. His vision had begun to blur. In a hazy way, he murmured:

"Take this back to the princess and hand it over to the princess..."

"What? King, what did you say?"

However, his voice was quickly blown away by the wind.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!