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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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Fever

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Xiao Juan did not move. "My injuries are the same. There's nothing to see. It's getting late. Go to sleep."

The more he avoided her, the more Yu Niaoniao felt that something was wrong.

She leaned over and reached for his belt as she prepared to undress him.

"No, I have to see it."

Xiao Juan pressed her hand down. "I'm really fine."

Yu Niaoniao frowned and immediately held his hand.

"Why is your hand so hot?"

She held his hand as if it were a piece of red-hot iron. It was frighteningly hot!

Xiao Juan immediately retracted his hand. "Really? Why don't I feel anything? Perhaps you're hallucinating."

Yu Niaoniao reached out to touch his forehead. It was equally hot.

She was anxious. "You have a fever! It must be from the inflamed wound. No, you have to show me the wound, or I'll… I'll…"