What to do if you dress up as a villain wife

Chapter 331 Your Majesty Is Not My Type (35)

Chapter 331 Your Majesty Is Not My Type (35)

The capital, the palace.

Ning Luo carried ginger tea into the imperial study.

Jun Moyao coughed a few times while watching the memorial.

"You haven't recovered from the cold, why are you up again?" Ning Luo frowned.

Jun Moyao took a sip of the ginger tea, and her throat felt better, "There are many government affairs, which have been delayed for several days, and I can't let them go today."

Ning Luo walked behind him and squeezed his shoulders.

"You have worked hard with me all these years." Jun Moyao stretched out a hand and patted Ning Luo's hand.

"What's the hard work, it's a pleasure to experience everything by your side." Ning Luo smiled lightly.

Jun Moyao whispered: "I know, you have always wanted to go home."

Ning Luo froze for a moment, and stopped her hand.

"Do you want to ask me how I know?" Jun Moyao said to himself, "I knew it from the first time I saw you."

"The concubine knows that he can't hide it from His Majesty." Ning Luo took his hand back, "So, is Your Majesty going to punish the concubine?"

Jun Moyao turned around and grabbed her hand, "What stupid things are you talking about, I haven't said it all the time because I don't think it's necessary to say it."

"So have you kept the concubine foolishly in the dark?" Ning Luo's tears welled up in her eyes, but she held back her tears.

Jun Moyao took her shoulders, stretched out his thumb and wiped away her tears with his fingertips.

"What I love has always been you, your soul. I don't care where you come from, only care about whether you will continue to stay by my side in the future, understand?"

"Really?" Ning Luo couldn't stop crying.

"Naturally." Jun Moyao hugged her, "Otherwise, why would I promise you, sister, to be a couple with you for the rest of my life?"

Ning Luo smiled through tears, "The child is already in his teens, and he is almost an adult, yet he still says such nasty things."

"Nicky?" Jun Moyao raised her eyebrows, "I think you like to listen."

Ning Luo punched him.

"Stop crying?" Jun Moyao lowered her head and laughed at her.

Ning Luo wiped her eyes and denied, "Why am I crying?"

Jun Moyao couldn't laugh or cry: "Well, my queen didn't cry, she is a mother after all, she is very strong."

Ning Luo gave him a blank look, "How can you be strong when you are a mother?"

"When the prince was born, the queen was much stronger than me." Jun Moyao recalled those years.

He stood at the door of the delivery room and turned around no less than a hundred times. Hearing the shouts inside, his heart felt as if it was being torn apart. He kicked the door several times and went in, only to be stopped by the guards.

On the day Ning Luo gave birth, he vomited blood and made several guards stop him.

Fortunately, the midwife told Ning Luo inside, and Ning Luo endured the pain and shouted: "Jun Moyao! Please calm down! I can't even have a baby!"

After listening to her roar, Jun Moyao honestly remained motionless at the door, but the sweat on his neck revealed how nervous he was now.

It wasn't until a baby's cry came in the night that he relaxed.It was thanks to his many years of martial arts practice that he could stabilize his mind, otherwise he would have passed out by now if he was still restless after standing for ten hours.

Knowing that he was a prince, his face immediately sank.

He waited all day for a brat to come out? !

Ning Luo saw that he was unhappy, so she cried for her at the time, thanks to the nanny who said that crying in confinement would hurt her eyes, so she persuaded Ning Luo.

Ning Luo recalled that day and also scolded with a smile: "I was going to piss me off that day, I gave birth for so long because of your face?"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, please forgive me." Jun Moyao hurriedly apologized.

(End of this chapter)