Everything went smoothly for Jiang Ying, but she didn't expect that her childhood sweetheart fiancé suddenly regretted her engagement. After the man broke off the engagement, she could be in the arms of a high-ranking and beautiful family. And for Jiang Ying, who had no fault at all, her best choice was actually the prince who had lost his wife twice?
She was not convinced, so she might as well go to the palace and marry the most powerful man in the world. From Huaiyang to her ancestral home in Kyoto, and then to the palace, Jiang Ying was just trying to win a breath.
She looked back at the young emperor, with fire in his eyes. It was the unquenchable ambition of an emperor. Desire and ambition were intertwined. Yu Wenshuo was an emperor who was unwilling to be ordinary. She could not deny that at that moment and that second, she wanted to hug Yu Wenshuo.
Jiang Ying leaned forward, and there was a naughty strand of ink hanging down in Yu Wenshuo's field of vision. Jiang Ying's red lips were close to Yu Wenshuo's ear, "Your Majesty once said that you are looking forward to Ying'er getting pregnant. Does your Majesty feel it now?"
Yu Wenshuo couldn't help but move his fingertips slightly. Although he was touching Jiang Ying's slightly bulging belly through a layer of clothing, his palms seemed to be on fire and the tip of her heart was burning.
A lot of joy and separation, year after year in this palace, at first Yu Wenshuo only thought that she played the piano well, but later he realized that jade has Yinghua, Yingyao has its own quality, and Jiang Ying is an exception in the long years.
Highlights: 1. Micro-group portraits of traditional palace battles 2. Jiang Ying became more fond of children because she had a late awakening
Purpose: Growth has its gains and losses.
