Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

When Alan came in to help her change clothes and wash, she saw that the queen's face was peachy, and she seemed to be in a good mood. When she was helping the queen to dress up, Alan couldn't help asking, "Your majesty, you and the emperor are on good terms." La?"

Ji Xili lowered his head and was playing with the ring in his hand boredly. The ring was inlaid with a rotatable purple gemstone. Ji Xili twirled the gemstone. Said, "I didn't argue with him..."

There was no quarrel...

What is good and bad...

It sounded like she was losing her temper.

After all, Ji Xili is Dasheng Zhiyu's two-year-old, and he feels that it is not good to lose his temper, so he firmly refuses to admit that he lost his temper with Sheng Zhiyu first.

Seeing that the queen's ears were red, Ah Lan pursed her lips and smiled, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Knowing that the emperor and empress have reconciled as before, this is good news for everyone in Ziling Palace.

Because he didn't plan to go out to meet anyone, Ji Xili only changed into a docile light purple skirt. For breakfast, Ji Xili's favorite meal was still prepared. During the meal, Ji Xili couldn't help whispering: "The emperor went to court without eating."

Alan served her soup at the side, and said helplessly, "The emperor got up late today."

Ji Xili paused for a moment, thinking of the passionate affair between Sheng Zhiyu and her last night, his ears turned red for a moment, and he wanted to bury his face in the bowl, but in front of A Lan, what is the truth? Pretending to eat calmly, she was thinking that when Sheng Zhiyu came back from Xia Dynasty, she would have to mention this matter to him. Excessive indulgence could harm the affairs of the country, and she didn't want to be called a troublesome woman.

"Ma'am, let's drink some soup."

Ji Xi absently responded, took the soup bowl, lowered his head to take a few sips, and suddenly realized something very slowly, and stopped.

"Ma'am? What's the matter?"

Ji Xili frowned and put down the soup bowl, tightly closed his lips, staring at the meal on the table in a daze.

A Lan looked worried, "What's the matter, Ma'am? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Ji Xili shook his head, and after a while, he calmed down a bit, "You can ask someone to remove the food first."

Alan was slightly taken aback: "But the lady hasn't eaten much yet?"

"I can't eat..." Before Ji Xili finished his sentence, he suddenly couldn't help turning his head and retching, but he didn't vomit anything, but he felt a little nauseous because of something pushing his stomach.

Alan was startled when she saw this, and hurried forward to stroke her back, "Ma'am, is today's meal not to your liking?"

Ji Xili panted for a while before he calmed down a little, but still felt dizzy, shook his head and said, "I don't know..."

I just feel that I don’t have much appetite, and after a few sips of soup, I feel like vomiting, and my head is dizzy, which is hard to describe.

Alan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and said pleasantly: "Ma'am, could it be?"

Ji Xili raised his head in confusion, panted and asked, "What...there is..."

Alan looked at her still flat belly, and couldn't help but smile: "It's just... You're happy... You may have had morning sickness just now..."

"Ah..." Ji Xili continued to be confused, and it took a long time to realize what Alan said. His pupils slowly dilated, and he opened his eyes wide. He lowered his head to look at his belly, and said with a frown: " But there's nothing going on here."