Evil Child Black-Bellied Mother

When Su Ying got up the next day, the place beside her was empty. She had no impression of when Ye Feibai left.

Hongbo heard Su Ying getting up and hurriedly entered the room to serve.

Hong Bo whispered in Su Ying's ear: "Wang Hao, the prince has not left a step last night, and has always been waiting for you. At night, if you are thirsty and want to drink water, he personally feeds you."

Su Ying didn't show a slight movement on her face, she just responded indifferently, "Really?"

Hongbo glanced at Su Ying and said hesitantly: "The slave and maidservant watched that the prince still cares about the princess."

"He treats everyone with heart." A sneer was condensed at the corner of Su Ying's mouth, as if she had sneered from her heart. He is willing to treat himself like this, and he can treat others like this.

Seeing that Su Ying was unhappy, Hongbo stopped answering. She seriously freshened and changed clothes for Su Ying, and brought food for her.

The sun was shining and the wind was not strong today. Su Ying used the meal and took Hongbo to go outside.

Ye Yanran was trembling with anger when she heard Ye Feibai staying at Ming Yuxuan in Su Ying yesterday. So this morning, I waited for her outside. After she saw Su Ying, she had a pair of beautiful eyes with a thick mockery: "I thought my sister was so noble, it turned out that there was a means."

Su Ying smiled faintly at Ye Yanran: "This princess is increasingly unable to understand what you are talking about."

Ye Yanran snorted coldly: "Sister, I have heard of it. My sister deliberately pretended to be sick yesterday and deliberately attracted the Prince's attention!"

Su Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was an invisible chill in her eyes: "What are you talking about? Could it be that this princess can't even see the prince? I didn't expect you to be so jealous and narrow-minded."

"Sister doesn't mean that." Ye Yanran was involuntarily weakened by Su Ying's eyes. She covered her lips and smiled. "My sister just thinks that the twisted melon is not sweet. The prince doesn't like my sister, sister. Even the hard work is useless."

"Have you never heard a word? The Eight Immortals crossed the sea and each showed their magical powers." Su Ying smiled faintly, "This princess only knows that the prince can still care about me, and she is thinking about me, that's enough."

Ye Yanran sneered: "The prince cares about you only when you are about to have a miscarriage. Do you really think that the prince wants to change his mind to you? Now the prince's heart is on me..."

"No, the prince's heart is on Princess Xinyun. He even calls her name in his dreams." Su Ying's lips curled up slightly, her face seemed to have some self-deprecating expression, "She is more beautiful than you, and better than you. Younger, more likable than you."

Ye Yanran was very angry: "This is what the prince said?"

Su Ying smiled: "The prince naturally likes me the most in her heart, followed by Princess Xinyun, and then it is your turn. If you were not pregnant, the prince would not want to look at you more."

"You are talking nonsense!"

Su Ying chuckled lightly: "If you don't believe me, ask the prince if you don't believe it."

Ye Yanran didn't believe that Ye Feibai liked Su Ying the most, but what she cared more about was whether Princess Xinyun was really ahead of her in Ye Feibai's heart.

Su Ying doesn't care who the prince's heart is now, she only knows that she and him are "reconciled as before."

At night, Su Ying went to the kitchen to stew the ginseng soup. Hongbo said on the side: "Wang Hao, you shouldn't be tired, let the servants do it."

Su Ying's lips curled up with a slight smile: "If I didn't cook it by myself, how would it reflect my heart?"

Seeing her saying this, Hongbo was not answering.

After Su Ying stewed the ginseng soup, some fine white powder fell into the ginseng soup on the fingertips on the ginseng soup, but within a short time, the powder disappeared without a trace.

Su Ying put the lid on the ginseng soup: "Let's go, go to the study."

Ye Feibai was surprised to see that Su Ying had sent ginseng soup. For a while, he didn't know what kind of look to face her. He hadn't said a word yet, Su Ying had already smiled at him, her smile was extremely weak, but it seemed as if the first snow melted.

Ye Feibai looked at her like this, feeling distressed and guilty in his heart, his dark eyes gradually permeated a gentle look, he stood up and walked towards her, seated her aside, with a slight tone in his tone The blame: "You are in a bad shape, why did you get up?"

"I've been lying down for a day, and my body is sore." Su Ying complained with a smile in her tone, as if they had never quarreled. Ye Feibai looked at her stretched smile, with a touch of emotion in his heart.

He heard her soft words, his expression in a trance.

Su Ying brought supper in front of him: "Eat, this is what I made for you."

"Don't do it again in the future, lest you bother." Ye Feibai looked very happy. He hadn't eaten what Su Ying had made for him in a long time, so he picked it up and ate cleanly.

Su Ying sat next to him, looking at him with her head on her hand, watching him eat bite by bite, a sly flash in her eyes.

Ye Feibai was stared at by her like this, a hint of interest appeared in her pitch-black, arrogant eyes, and a hint of interest was revealed on her lips, "What do you look at me like this?"

Su Ying sighed: "The prince is so handsome, no wonder so many women rush to you and are so fascinated by you."

Ye Feibai looked uncertain and suddenly smiled: "Are you angry again?"

Su Ying smiled slightly: "Ying'er dare not, how can I be angry with the prince."

The smile in Ye Feibai's eyes narrowed, and he looked at her confidently: "You are just angry."

The smile on Su Ying's lips became brighter and brighter: "Ying'er couldn't help being angry with the prince, and thank you, prince, for finding two good sisters for Ying'er. Ying'er suddenly felt that she was not alone in these days."

Ye Feibai looked unhappy, and said solemnly: "You..."

Su Ying's black and white eyes cast a dark and unclear shadow under the candlelight, and her tone was slightly lighter: "The prince has heard a word, "Home and everything are happy. It was Yinger's wrong before, but it's not I have to be stunned with the prince. Now Ying'er has figured it out. In the future, if the prince wants to marry whoever wants to accept whom, as long as they are brought in, Ying'er will not say anything.

Ye Feibai heard that Su Ying was so sensible, and he was immediately angry: "Is this your true story?"

"Really, more real than pearls." Su Ying's eyes were bent into the shape of a crescent. "Before marriage, Yinger was ignorant, so he had to write an agreement. In fact, it is most normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Now I am pregnant. My child, feelings are all taken lightly, and I don’t care anymore."

Ye Feibai's face became more and more ugly: "Ying'er, you can bear to anger me like this."

Su Ying's eyes widened in disbelief: "What the prince is saying, who dares to offend you. Ying'er is now everything goes to your heart, as you want, what else are you dissatisfied with? The house is so empty. If you want to marry as many as you want, I will let Hongbo clean up all the courtyards."

Seeing Ye Feibai’s face getting more and more iron, Su Ying continued: “Don’t worry, I, Princess Huai, is the most generous. I don’t want to fight with them, and I don’t want to fight with them. In the future, if the lord remembers us orphans and widows, Just go to Ming Yuxuan, our children..."

"Ying'er." Ye Feibai hugged Su Ying tightly, blocking the words behind her: "I will give the best thing to our child. No one will fight with him, and no one can rob him. ."

Su Ying leaned in his arms and couldn't help but sneer.

Su Ying had given Mongolian sweat medicine before, and it seemed to have an effect soon, and Ye Feibai's body shook and leaned against her.