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Chapter 322: The False Princess (58)

Chapter 322 Fake Princess (58)

"Wow—"

The front hooves of the war horse were raised high, Jing Huan tightened the reins, stabilized her body, and the hood also fell down, revealing her beautiful face.

Jing Huan was stopped outside the city gate by soldiers guarding the city: "Who is it?"

Jing Huan's wrist moved lightly, and a golden token appeared between his fingers. The bright yellow ears at the bottom floated slightly by the wind.

Even though the night was blurry, the soldiers guarding the city saw the word "East Palace" clearly, their faces changed suddenly, and they hurriedly opened the city gate and knelt aside: "See Your Highness the Princess!"

The wind whistles, and the horse's hooves have long gone.

The city gates were closed again to isolate the bitter cold wind.

Jing Huan headed straight to the palace, and her face was the best pass. The Imperial Guards hurriedly let it go without taking out the East Palace token.

The Imperial Guards looked at Jing Huan's back without looking back and looked at each other.

The Crown Princess rushed back overnight, afraid there was something urgent?

......

It was already midnight, and the Ganning Palace was still brightly lit.

There were faintly painful moans in the hall and gentle soothing sounds.

Emperor Jing and Shao Yan stood outside the hall.

The palace maids carried basins in and out, and the pots of water stained with blood made Emperor Jing's eyes red. He wanted to rush in immediately to see what was going on inside.

Seeing this, Wang He was almost scared and quickly grabbed the person on the charge of being disrespectful, so scared that his throat broke.

"Your Majesty must not! The Empress Dowager told the slaves not to let you in!"

"Wang He, please get out of here!"

Wang He hugged Emperor Jing's arm tightly: "The delivery room is bloody, Your Majesty can't enter! If you go in, the Empress will be distracted!"

Emperor Jing shook Wang He's hand away, his fist clattered, and he didn't go in after all.

Jing Huan saw this scene and coughed with a smile.

Immediately, a palace servant discovered Jing Huan and shouted in surprise: "Your Highness the Prince!"

Emperor Jing and Shao Yan turned their heads at the same time and saw Jing Huan wearing a cloak and covered in cold air, an accident flashed in his eyes.

"Huan'er."

"Huanhuan."

Two voices sounded at the same time, Jing Huan stepped forward a few steps and looked at the closed hall gate: "What's wrong?"

Emperor Jing coughed a few times with his fist against his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's been more than an hour."

Jing Huan stood beside Shaoyan, holding his hand under the cover of his sleeve: "Don't worry, Father, my mother will give birth safely."

Shao Yan felt the cold touch on the back of his hand, frowned, and wrapped Jing Huan's hand in his palm.

Emperor Jing nodded and said nothing.

"Ashao."

There was a loud noise around him, and Jing Huan called out softly.

Shao Yan could hear clearly and turned his eyes to look at her. His dark and clear eyes were filled with joy and softness.

The man's palm was warm and dry, and Jing Huan's hand gradually warmed up: "Did you miss me after leaving for several months?"

Shao Yan paused and said softly: "I miss you very much."

It was like a cloud passing by, causing Jing Huan to feel itchy in her heart.

Shao Yan tidied up the loose collar for Jing Huan, making it airtight. He rubbed his fingertips against Jing Huan's cheeks, and it felt cold and his brows were tighter.

Shao Yan thought for a moment and said softly: "Huanhuan, it's very windy on your side, stand to my left."

Jing Huan bent down and stood on his left as he spoke, and he held the handbag in the palm of his hand again.

He Ying's painful shouts rang out from time to time. Emperor Jing's hand trembled when he heard this. He turned his head to look at Jing Huan: "Huan'er, why don't you go in and take a look?"

Since ancient times, women's childbirth has been a difficult time, let alone He Ying is getting older.

Jing Huan lowered his eyes and looked at the dusty clothes. He was about to speak when the baby's weak cry came from the hall.

?                            Good night fairies, boo~

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(End of this chapter)
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