Evil Prince, Come Play With Me Chapter 247: False pregnancy

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He is really powerless to deal with Wang Wang’s illness.

“This has been the case the last two times.”

“When was the last time the king had a skin relationship with her?” the head of the hospital asked carefully.

“One month ago.”

The head of the hospital smiled and said: “When the minister goes to the mansion to see the princess, you will know what the situation is.”

He thought he might be pregnant.

But there is no certainty, he will not jump to conclusions.

When Feng Qingtian returned to the mansion with the imperial doctor, Gu Bailu happened to take a walk in the yard after breakfast and picked a Begonia flower plug.

“Girl eighteen, beautiful as a flower, wearing big red flowers on her head, beautiful as a picture…”

Humming the little tune I made up, I played two waltz, thinking about whether to go to the shop or not.

She asked Ye’s guard to find some buddies and shopkeepers to take care of the shop, but she didn’t know if it was unreliable.

I looked up and saw Feng Qingtian’s tall figure coming down from Langfang.

An old man followed behind him, still holding a medicine box.

Feng Qingtian is indeed Feng Qingtian. Whenever she has any questions, she immediately seeks an imperial doctor. Fortunately, she thought of a solution early.

An extra silver needle appeared in the palm of his hand, and he hurriedly stuck it on his feet.

Feng Qingtian came over and saw that she was dressed in pink and tender, her delicate face was pink, and her crystal-clear skin was like egg whites. He couldn’t help holding her in his arms and pecked her head lightly. .

Gu Bailu glared at him: “Thief! Stealing ghosts.”

Feng Qingtian knew that she was talking about last night, so he can’t be blamed. He didn’t want to bear with such a seductive stunner in his arms.

It’s just that without her cooperation, there is always something missing. He prefers to listen to her cute little mouth overflowing with low purity.

He curled his lips and smiled, and whispered in her ear: “It is said in the contract, this king can sleep casually in these two months.”

Gu Bailu thought about procrastinating, but never thought that Feng Qingtian would make it hard while she was asleep.

It’s horrible.

“If you are willing to sleep a dead person like this, then just do whatever you want.”

Feng Qingtian pulled her face down, and twisted her red lips with her fingers: “What nonsense, next time you talk nonsense about kissing and swelling your mouth.”

Gu Bailu snorted, walked into the pavilion, and drank tea to herself.

Feng Qingtian sat down next to her, resisting the urge to take her into her arms and sit on her lap, and said to her: “You have something wrong with your body, let the royal doctor take a look.”

Gu Bailu gave a hum, stretched out her wrist and smiled to the doctor: “If there is a terminal illness, don’t tell me directly. It’s best to let me die without knowing it.”

Feng Qingtian clasped her big palm on the top of her head: “Forgot my warning?”

This woman really dares to say anything, how can she curse herself like this.

The head of the hospital smiled and said: “Wang Hao, don’t worry, it will not be a problem for your complexion to live for hundreds of years.”

Gu Bailu pouted: “If you call me the princess, I might be **** to death in the next second.”

The head of the hospital was very clever and didn’t answer her words, and focused on her pulse.

Wang Wang’s bloodline problem, he has to make it clear, and he can’t make any mistakes.

Why the pulse of the princess is so messy, and it seems that there are some overlapping pulses, like slippery pulses, but I can’t be sure.

The chaos and overlaps for a while, so chaotic that he can’t figure it out.

It’s only a month, it’s too early, so it’s not obvious?

Sweat came from the head of the hospital. He thought he would know what happened to the princess when he came, but he didn’t expect it to be so troublesome.

Don’t say whether it is Huamai, she can’t even feel her body.

After a quarter of an hour, the head of the hospital withdrew his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Gu Bailu: “Wang Hao, are menstrual affairs accurate?”