Chapter 75: Miss Chengcheng said she would give birth to a big fat boy for you?

Chapter 75: Miss Chengcheng said she would give birth to a big fat boy for you?

After hearing this, King Zhao didn't say anything, but Ji Yunqing was stunned.

What do you mean?

She is not him, Zeng Cheng!

Is he still trying to win favor?

Is this brother really thinking this way?

Ji Yunqing was a little confused and really couldn't understand what his elder brother was thinking.

Although thinking this in his heart, Ji Yunqing was still considerate in his words.

Ji Yunqing put on a disappointed, reluctant, and helpless expression: "My Lord, since Sister Zeng is not feeling well, you should go and see her.

I am not sad at all, because the prince has come to this courtyard with great difficulty."

When King Zhao heard that Cheng Cheng was not feeling well, his first reaction was to go and see her. However, when he saw the woman in front of him trying to persuade him considerately with a look of reluctance on her face, he stopped being anxious.

"It's okay. Chengcheng is not a child. If she feels unwell, she will naturally know to call the court doctor. I haven't been here for a long time. I will accompany you to finish the meal before leaving."

King Zhao remembered that his concubine was particularly fond of his food.

Can I get a free meal?

Ji Yunqing's eyes lit up visibly.

She said happily: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is so generous!"

When the little maid who came to report the news learned that the prince did not leave immediately and even had to serve food, she was confused.

Isn’t our master very much favored by the prince?

Now that the master is sick, how can Your Majesty still be in the mood to stay for dinner?

But she had no choice but to wait anxiously.

Ji Yunqing looked at the food on the table. Even though she had just been called fat, she still ate and drank happily.

Never mind. If you are fat, you can lose weight. After you finish this good meal, you don’t know when you can have the next good meal.

Watching her devour the food, King Zhao couldn't help but sigh: "You guys are really getting more and more greedy now."

Ji Yunqing was almost choked by these words.

She quickly filled herself up with a bowl of ham and duck soup, and thought it was delicious, so she filled another bowl and finished it.

Only then did he find time to ask King Zhao with concern: "Why do you say that, Your Majesty?"

She picked up a piece of braised lion's head and chewed it while looking worried. "Your Majesty, is our family going to go bankrupt from eating too much? No way?"

King Zhao saw her face was greasy from eating so much and couldn't bear to look at her: "How could you go bankrupt from eating so much? I just think that you are a big eater. Chengcheng is also a big eater and seems to eat more than you."

you do not say!

Ji Yunqing thought to himself, Miss Chengcheng is a grown man at heart after all, how could her appetite be small?

She smiled mischievously and said deliberately: "My Lord, that's great. If you want to hug a fat beauty later, you have two choices. This servant and Sister Chengcheng are both fat in their own ways!"

When King Zhao thought about Cheng Cheng, whose waist was so thin now that it could be held in one hand, and how she would become as fat as a white bun in the future, he immediately made up his mind.

He had no way to stop Ji Shi. After all, this woman was good at sweet talk and said one thing and did another. But as for Cheng Cheng, she must not gain any more weight!

When I got back, I told the kitchen to reduce Chengcheng's portion by half.

Ji Yunqing kept his achievements and fame to himself.

After King Zhao finished thinking carefully, he looked at Ji Shi in front of him.

He suddenly remembered: "My beloved concubine, I have spent a lot of effort on you, why are you still pregnant?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Yunqing's heart skipped a beat and his hands, which were holding the chopsticks, stopped eating and drinking.

No, why did King Zhao suddenly think of this question?

She asked cautiously and tentatively, "Your Highness, why did you think of this? Sister Chengcheng has already said that she will give birth to a big fat boy for you?"

King Zhao nodded calmly: "Well, what about you?"

Ji Yunqing stopped eating. She put down her chopsticks, opened her eyes wide, and looked at King Zhao innocently.

"Your Highness, since the first day I entered the palace, I have wanted to give birth to hundreds of children for you to continue your bloodline, but...but I am not the King of Hell, I can't control things like reincarnation!"

"Prince" Ji Yunqing paused and said earnestly: "You should look for the reasons in yourself. Have you worked hard for so long?

Why do others have children but I don't? Did the prince put more effort into others? So when it's my turn, I don't have the energy?"

It was not until Ji Yunqing saw the gloomy face of King Zhao that he shut up in time.

He quickly said, "My Lord, it's getting late. Are you going to see Sister Chengcheng?"

King Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for me!"

He just flicked his sleeves and left without looking back.

Ji Yunqing shrugged and quickly called the maids in the courtyard: "Come quickly, the prince didn't eat much, I ate a little, you can also try the rest."

With so many dishes, it’s time for everyone to try some meat.

The four maids did not dare to sit at the same table with their master, especially at the seat where the prince had just sat, so they simply ate at their own small tables.

Ji Yunqing didn't force her. She thought that if she was asked to dine with her boss, she would not be happy.

After returning to the room, Ji Yunqing took out the two thousand taels of silver notes he had just received, and felt particularly satisfied.

Forget it, let’s put the matter of painting for King Zhao and selling it on hold for now.

But she had finally got the inspiration, what if she couldn't draw it in the future?

Wouldn't we have to rethink the plot then?

Ji Yunqing was wavering.

Finally, she made up her mind that since it was a rare opportunity to have this inspiration, she should paint the picture.

But you can put the painting away after you finish it, and then sell it for money when you need it.

That’s it!

When he was about to put pen to paper, Ji Yunqing was still a little hesitant. What if King Zhao saw it again someday, it would be difficult to explain!

After all, we received money from them.

In the end, Ji Yunqing finally finished painting.

However, she changed the protagonists to herself and the prince, and added more plots, occasionally adding some paintings. This not only reduced the difficulty of creation, but also enriched the content, making the images vivid and easy to understand.

Seeing the picture of King Zhao being tortured by her to the point of being extremely weak, dying, with tears in his eyes and looking exhausted, Ji Yunqing smiled with satisfaction.

Then he bound it into a book himself.

She decided to read this book herself and keep it for herself.

Ji Yunqing hummed a song and happily put the book into the bottom shelf of the bookshelf.

This way it is not conspicuous and it is also convenient for her to take it.

When King Zhao does some shit, she will add more plot, if not, then just leave it alone.

On the other side, when King Zhao saw the pretty Cheng Cheng, who was as weak as a willow and full of wind, he immediately stepped forward and asked her carefully.

Then Cheng Cheng said shyly: "As soon as I saw the prince, Cheng Cheng's illness was almost cured. I'm sorry for bothering you and Sister Ji.

If not, Your Majesty should go back to accompany Sister Ji. It’s okay for Chengcheng to stay here.”

After hearing these words carefully, if King Zhao had not known that it was impossible, he would have thought that these two were deliberately walking the dog!

I also want him to toss it around in circles.

"No need,"

King Zhao was in a similar mood, and he casually asked the same question to test the person in front of him: "Just now Ji said that she really wanted to give birth to a son for me, but she has been asking for it for a long time. How many children are you willing to give birth to for me?"