Zhou Haiqing's analysis is very construed.

If it were Jiujiu, I was afraid that Zhenyuan Hou would still fight, but if it was Xue Bitao, who he didn't like from head to toe, I was afraid that he would definitely not bother to pay attention to.

Jiujiu pursed her lips and nodded quite convincedly.

But, to say this, it is really a bit too human.

Sighing, Jiujiu was too lazy to continue asking.

In this life, she did not take revenge on Xue Bitao, but just let her marry the prince like her previous life. God knows why she lived worse than her previous life. However, she became pregnant earlier in this life, and it was her luck.

However, thinking of the prince's strange eyes, Jiujiu shook goosebumps on her body. Looking at Zhou Haiqing, she couldn't help but: "The prince doesn't like Xue Bitao, then he..."

Jiujiu wanted to ask Prince Zhou Haiqing if she fell in love with her, but she felt that this question was a bit narcissistic, so she had to choose to omit it.

Although Jiujiu omitted it, Zhou Haiqing said it directly: "The prince covets you."

When he said this, Zhou Haiqing's expression was open-minded, and there was no embarrassment or shame on his wife being coveted, but he was particularly calm.

Zhou Haiqing's expression was calm, but Jiujiu felt a little embarrassed. She raised her head and looked at Zhou Haiqing and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Madam is shy?" Zhou Haiqing put the book in her hand on the table beside her, got up and walked to Jiujiu. The bright candle clearly illuminated the expression in Zhou Haiqing's eyes, and also made Jiujiu see the faint smile on the corner of Zhou Haiqing's mouth.

Jiujiu turned her head and Zhou Haiqing looked at each other, her lips moved, and she whispered: "Who is shy?"

"Madam is not shy, it's me who is shy." Zhou Haiqing said gently.

Jiujiu's cheeks became even more rosy.

Zhou Haiqing chuckled, raised her hand and stroked Jiujiu's cheek, reached out to hug Jiujiu's shoulder and helped her up. The two of them looked at each other and said softly: "Madam, I like you."

Jiujiu blinked, her eyes as long as butterfly wings gently stoked, and a small shadow was printed under her eyes. Jiujiu pursed her lips without saying a word.

But the constantly shaking eyelashes exposed the fact that Jiujiu was nervous.

Zhou Haiqing raised his hand and gently rubbed Jiujiu's hair on the top of her hair, saying, "Where is Madam? You treat me..."

Jiujiu's fists tightened, and the back of her white hand that looked as white as jade showed a light blue color, but she did not say a single word.

Zhou Haiqing sighed softly, slowly took away the hand that was placed on Jiujiu's hair, turned around and left, but how lonely the back looked...

Because Xue Bitao was gone as an excuse, the prince's wish to continue seeing Jiujiu was also exhausted.

Life is so salty and uneven.

Although Zhou Haiqing's confession Jiujiu did not agree, Zhou Haiqing's attitude towards Jiujiu was as good as ever, and she was offering delicious food and drinks every day.

And Jiujiu naturally wants whatever she gives, and the two of them get along very happily.

But the prince's side is not very beautiful.

At first, he felt that his desire faded. He thought it was because he was too tired during this period and didn't take it much to heart. After all, the emperor was feeling uncomfortable during this period, and many government affairs were pressing on him.

But as time goes by, the prince becomes increasingly unable to do so.

If I said that I was too tired some time ago, what about now?

The beautiful concubine, who had just looked at him, was now standing in front of him with naked eyes. No matter how posing the beautiful concubine was, he did not react at all.

The prince was so shocked, and the beautiful concubine was stunned and immediately helped the prince with her mouth, but everything was futile.

No matter how the beautiful concubine was doing, the prince still had no feelings. Not to mention being hard, there was no change at all. The prince secretly felt that something big was not good, so he immediately sent someone to invite the doctor.

The doctor was the prince's confidant, and he hurriedly treated the prince without waiting for the salute.

In just an instant, the prince's symptoms were diagnosed. The doctor's face turned pale and white, and his lips kept squirming, but he couldn't spit out a word.

The prince was drunk with the spring breeze. Now it has reached the last moment. Even taking medicine will be useless. I am afraid that the prince will become a castrator in the future.

No matter what, the doctor can't say this.

Not to mention how the prince was drunk and spring breeze, it was the fundamental thing that shakes the country if he didn't take it. The doctor's forehead, who felt that he had discovered something amazing, instantly burst into cold sweats after layer upon layer, and even his body began to shake without being controlled.

After seeing the doctor's sudden expression, the prince knew that the result was very bad. He turned his head and looked at the beautiful concubine hiding in the corner and said, "Give her a glass of wine."

The beautiful concubine turned pale and quickly knelt down to the prince's feet, and kept begging: "Crown Prince, please spare me, I won't say it, please spare me."

Although the beautiful concubine's voice was still enchanting and fascinating, the prince's face had already become as cold as ice, and the opponent without emotion said, "Drag it out."

His subordinate immediately stuffed a piece of cloth into Meixian's mouth and dragged it out, and soon there was no sound outside.

After only two people were left in the house, the prince said calmly: "I'll say that."

The doctor looked at the prince tremblingly: "Your Majesty, you are beaten, you are drunk with the spring breeze."

Although the prince had already guessed something that he would not give, when the result was put in front of him, the prince found that he still had difficulty accepting it.

No matter who it is, as long as it is a man, he cannot accept that he can never get hard again. When he thinks that his future is like those eunuchs, even if he sees the touching woman, he cannot push them down. The prince's eyes turn dark, especially when he thinks of Jiujiu again, the prince's face looks even more ugly.

"Is there any help to me?" the prince asked with his forehead down and lowered his eyes.

The doctor lowered his head and did not dare to look at the prince's face, and carefully said: "Reply to Your Majesty, if you take good care of yourself, there should be no problem."

"Careful care? How long does it take?"

“Maybe three years, or maybe five years.”

"Ha..." The prince opened his eyes and a cold light emanated from his eyes. Although this sounds nice, it is as hard as a woman's illness in three or five years. If you are lucky, you will get better in three or five years. If you are not lucky, you will probably have to waste your time for more than ten years.

This sounds pleasant, but isn’t it just a doctor’s statement just to make a perfunctory statement?

Since the drunk spring breeze came out, I have never heard of a drunk spring breeze that can still be as good as before.

However, he is not an ordinary person, he is the crown prince of a country. If he loses the ability to reproductive, no matter how much the emperor likes him, he will be useless. Even if he has some hope, he cannot give up.

The prince lowered his eyes and blocked the emotions in his eyes: "Prepare the medicine." (To be continued)
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