Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 209

Half a month later, Tangling Camp.

The temperature in the border area dropped sharply, and it was the first auspicious snowfall of the year. The snow was as heavy as goose feathers, and the soft petals floated into the window coffin with the wind.

The person on the bed moved their fingers and woke up with a humming sound. Abi, who was adding bedding for her, exclaimed in surprise, "Great, Princess Zhuzhu is awake!" The thick fox fur cloak came to the bed.

"Zhuzhu." Xueyi sat at the front of the bed and watched Shangguan Zhuzhu's situation, and sighed: "Finally, we have passed the test of life and death."

Abi thanked God at the side, and Shangguan Zhuzhu slowly rolled his eyes, staring at Xueyi, "Auntie? Me, where am I?"

Abi hurriedly replied happily: "This is the camp of Dongling, Princess Zhuzhu, you have been in a coma for half a month, fortunately Princess Fengshupo had already taken several precautions that day, so she forced you out of Xiyi They snatched it back from their hands."

It turned out that she was still alive. Shangguan Zhuzhu lowered her heavy eyelids and recalled the things before she fell into a coma. What popped into her mind was Yelu Chutian's face and the cry she heard when she was stabbed by Princess Lingzheng.Thinking of this, my head swelled and hurt badly, I frowned and snorted, and after I moved a little, I felt a tearing pain on my back.

"Don't worry, don't burst the wound. Fortunately, the knife did not hit the vital point, but the knife was not shallow. Now that you wake up, you have to recuperate for a few months before you can gradually recover. Don't worry, this is Dongling. Just take care of your injuries." Xue Yi said while pressing down on Shangguan Zhuzhu's body.

Shangguan Zhuzhu nodded slightly, Abi at the side knew that Xueyi had something to say to Shangguan Zhuzhu, so she quietly left the tent.Here Xueyi thought for a while, then said after pondering for a while: "Zhuzhu, there is something that I think I must tell you."

Shangguan Zhuzhu slightly frowned: "If Auntie has anything to say, you might as well just say it directly." But seeing Xue Yi's expression of hesitation, she felt a little inexplicable nervousness in her heart.

Xue Yi said: "Zhuzhu, you are pregnant with a child."

The hand under the quilt suddenly grabbed the quilt tightly, that pale face suddenly became bloodless, and looked at Xue Yi in disbelief, "I am pregnant with a child?"

Xue Yi nodded and said, "It's been more than a month."

Shangguan Zhuzhu stroked her abdomen, rubbed it lightly, and muttered something in her mouth.Xue Yi's voice rang in her ears: "Although this time she was seriously injured, fortunately the child didn't die, Zhuzhu, this child"

Shangguan Zhuzhu pulled her mind back, stared at the faltering Xueyi, and said softly: "Auntie, the child belongs to Yelu Chutian."

Xue Yi sighed inwardly, it really was Yelu Chutian's child.

"Then, does he know that you are pregnant with his child?"

Shangguan Zhuzhu shook his head, "Even I don't know, he certainly doesn't know that I'm pregnant. If he knew, he wouldn't do nothing." He would definitely hand her a bowl of medicinal soup to let her know that I am pregnant. She killed the child. According to Yunwa, he would give the woman a bowl of medicinal soup for the child he didn't want. It won't wrinkle.

In fact, Xue Yi probably guessed Shangguan Zhuzhu's answer.

"Auntie, I want to see Uncle Eighth Emperor." Shangguan Zhuzhu said softly.

Xue Yi clenched her fingers tightly, trembling all over, trying to smile a little, "Okay, I'll take you to see him."

In the king's tent, Shangguan Zhuzhu covered her trembling lips, and stared in disbelief at Shangguan Fenglan who was lying under the thick fur blanket and would never wake up.

why?Uncle Eight is dead? !
It turns out that the person in the chariot is not the Eighth Emperor Uncle, but the aunt who pretends to be the Emperor's Uncle?
"Uncle, wake up and open your eyes to look at Zhuzhu." Shangguan Zhuzhu knelt down in front of the low bed, crying until she was in tears. When Shangguan Hongyu learned that Shangguan Zhuzhu had woken up, he hurried away Coming over, Shangguan Zhuzhu saw Shangguan Hongyu threw herself into his arms and cried even more sadly.

Shangguan Hongyu knew that Shangguan Zhuzhu had suffered too much these days, so he was very distressed, he kept stroking Shangguan Zhuzhu's hair and comforted him gently: "Zhuzhu, it's the emperor who failed to protect you well, the emperor knows you I suffered a lot, but I'm fine now."

Xue Yi stared deeply, seeing Shangguan Zhuzhu crying and falling into Shangguan Hongyu's arms, she couldn't help but feel worried, the child in Zhuzhu's arms belonged to Yelu Chutian, whether she should keep the child or not I don't know Zhuzhu's thoughts, it seems that I have to find some time to have a good talk with Zhuzhu.

After only a few contacts, Yelu Chutian seems to have a special feeling for Zhuzhu?

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As night fell to the border, the wind and snow intensified, and the camp was covered by white snowflakes. In the hazy night, there were clusters of jumping bonfires, and the soldiers were cooking by the fire.

The two armies of Xiyi and Dongling temporarily ceased fighting.

The cold wind slapped the tent, and a few wolves howled from the deep forest in the distance——

Under the dim night light, the person on the couch frowned unsteadily, "Don't...don't come here"

A figure escaped the strict patrol of the camp and quietly sneaked into the big tent.

The black shadow approached the head of the bed, his gaze fixed on the face sleeping in the pile of thick fur blankets, the two slightly raised red lips kept muttering, "Wolf wolf, go away"

The dark snow color imprinted from outside the tent reflected the scar on the visitor's face. Yelu Chutian stared at Shangguan Zhuzhu for a long time, and heard Shangguan Zhuzhu babbled again in his dream, which was indistinct, but I could vaguely make out some words, but I heard Shangguan Zhuzhu yelling vaguely: "Uncle Huang, don't die, you are dead. What about Auntie? There is also the little prince. Uncle Huang, come back."

Slowly narrowing his eyes, Yelu Chutian walked into Shangguan Zhuzhu and knelt down to look at the face that was also extremely unstable in his dream.

"Amanu" floated into Shangguan Zhuzhu's ears with a very soft sound, and her hand moved.

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