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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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翻訳者: Atlas Studios 編集者: Atlas Studios

When Yu Niaoniao heard this, she asked doubtfully.

"Will this work?"

Yu Shi said, "Won't you know if it works? Even if it doesn't, you didn't lose anything."

Yu Niaoniao thought about it and agreed.

Even if it didn't work, she wouldn't lose anything. If it did, she would profit!

She immediately made a decision to take a gamble.

She took off the coat she had just put on and threw it aside. She strode to the table, picked up the wine pot, and began to pour it directly into her mouth.

Wei Liao was stunned and frowned.

"The concentration of this wine is very high. Aren't you afraid of getting sick from drinking it like this?"

Yu Niaoniao ignored him.

In the blink of an eye, she had finished the entire pot of wine.

She put down the flask, opened her mouth, and burped, reeking of alcohol.

A thin blush quickly appeared on her originally fair face, and her eyes became misty.