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Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

# consort # food # therapeutic #hishighness # dramaqueen Yu Niaoniao transmigrated into ancient times and became the eldest daughter of an official’s family. Her father didn't love her mother? No matter. As long as he gave them basic necessities! Her younger siblings didn’t take her seriously? That’s fine. Brats who don’t listen will be beaten a couple of times. There was no stir-fry in ancient times that was edible? Don’t panic, she’s a chef. Suddenly, a shocking rumor burst out in the capital. It was said that the eldest daughter of the Yu family was privately involved with Duke Lang, and was even pregnant with his child! All of that was merely rumors! However, before she could come forward and clarify it, an imperial decree came, bestowing marriage upon her and Duke Lang! Yu Niaoniao felt like she had been struck by lightning, and her whole body was numb. Who was Duke Lang? He was like a living King of Hell who held great power and killed people without feeling! He was so fierce that children would stop crying in his presence, and the faces of all the officials would pale when his name was brought up. Faced with the dangerous man walking towards her slowly, Yu Niaoniao trembled in fear. “Sob, sob, sob… I was wrong! I’m not pregnant!” Only to hear Duke Lang say, “ That’s fine. It’s not too late to get pregnant now.” Yu Niaoniao was speechless!

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Battle Report

Editor: Atlas Studios

At this moment, a messenger rushed to the city gate of the Imperial Capital.

The city guard was about to stop him when he saw the messenger take out his token and shout at the top of his lungs.

"Urgent battle report for 800 miles!"

Baixin, who was near the city gate, hurriedly made way. The city guards also retreated, not daring to stop him.

They looked at the back of the messenger as he sped away and discussed softly.

"Where did the battle report come from?"

"Don't tell me there's going to be a battle?"

"I don't know. I hope it's a false alarm. Don't fight."

… .

The messenger rode wildly through the city.

By the time he reached the palace gate, the horse was so tired that it could not stand steadily and fell to the ground.

The messenger fell.

Ignoring the pain, he got up on all fours, raised the token that represented his status, and roared at the imperial guards in front of the palace gate.