Star Beast World: Little Rose is the most beautiful female!

Chapter 129 Can You Give Me a Child Too?

A month later, late at night, Jing Weisha heard the intermittent conversation in the study turning into a fierce argument.

Several ministers of state, led by the Prime Minister, arrived in the afternoon and stayed in the study with Shen Que until the early morning.

Jing Weisha heard Shen Que's voice clearly. He said, "What do you mean by ancestral laws cannot be changed, and reforms will lead to death? You are representing the bureaucratic group behind you to oppose my new policies. You are using ancestral laws to suppress me. Isn't it because the new policies are detrimental to your interests?"

"You bunch of rubbish, are you qualified to talk to me about the stability of the country? A country that can't even raise enough money for military supplies to recover the polluted areas has been impoverished and weak until now. The bureaucratic capital monopolizes the country's economic lifeline, does not collect any taxes, and does not perform their duties in high positions, allowing the country to be weak and the people to be poor. Shouldn't such a legal system be changed?"

"You keep talking to me about our ancestors' teachings. Since you are so committed to them, why don't I send you down to see them now?"

"You ask me what qualifications I have to abolish the old and establish the new? To break the rules? Then I tell you, rules come from power, and power comes from weapons!"

Shen Que's tone was unusually irritable, even hysterical.

Beneath the hysteria was a grief that was almost suffocating.

Jing Weisha listened to her heart beating wildly.

She had never seen Shen Que so irritable.

As a descendant of a royal family, Shen Que's dignity and magnanimity are unparalleled.

He is an extremely calm and introverted man with a strong inner strength.

Hilse looked down on him, his subjects did not take him seriously, and Loang provoked him, but he remained calm and peaceful, never showing any anger.

She didn't dare to think too deeply about how angry he must be, or should I say, how sad he must be.

From Shen Que's few words, she could probably feel what she had learned in history textbooks, that in the late Qing Dynasty, radical elements tried to save the country and the people through reform and political reform, but suffered opposition and sanctions from corrupt forces.

After Shen Que finished cursing, the study door opened, and there were the sounds of footsteps fleeing in a hurry, and then everything returned to silence.

Jing Weisha got up from the bed and tiptoed towards the study.

The study door was not closed, and an unsheathed Tang sword was discarded on the ground. The young monarch sat powerlessly on the office chair, looking exhausted, with a pair of beautiful purple eyes filled with intense despair and regret.

Such a look shouldn't appear on Shen Que...

The elegant and light rose fragrance wafts in, like a spring breeze blowing across the heart, bringing a moment of peace.

Shen Que raised his eyes and looked towards the door, meeting a pair of timid eyes.

The little girl was wrapped in a black men's windbreaker that covered her entire body. The hem of the coat almost touched the ground, revealing a gorgeous and beautiful face.

He stood up hastily, "Did I scare you?"

"Sorry, I will avoid talking to them at home in the future."

Shen Que walked closer to Jing Weisha and wanted to hug her, but when he realized that he had lost control to the point of going crazy, he withdrew his hand somewhat helplessly.

Jing Weisha took the initiative to step forward and threw herself into Shen Que's arms. As if to please and comfort him, she rubbed her head against his strong chest obediently.

The man was so tall that her head could only reach his chest.

"Your Majesty, don't lose your temper."

The little guy has a sweet and soft voice, with a hint of coquettishness.

Shen Que took a deep breath of the rose fragrance that came closer to him, held Jing Weisha's slender waist and picked her up, and kissed her lightly on the forehead. His Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I won't lose my temper with you."

"Sasa, you are all I have."

"Will you have a baby with me?"

He was exhausted, but this was the only glimmer of hope in his heart.

Jing Weisha hugged Shen Que's neck, leaned her head on his broad shoulders, and answered in his ear: "I am willing to have children with Your Majesty."

"Before we have children, I have a question for your majesty, is that okay?"

"Whatever you want." He was already holding the little one and walking towards the bedroom. That night, the moonlight was as white as water, and it poured into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains. The floor was littered with intertwined clothes, and the long hair on the bed was tangled and intertwined.

The man pinched the slender waist that was as soft as boneless with his palms, and his strong and firm chest and abdomen collided with the soft and elastic jade, playing a beautiful melody together.

Shen Que held Jing Weisha's slender waist and changed positions, so that the pair of small hands that were originally resting on his shoulders were now interlocked with his fingers.

Jing Weisha's remaining consciousness floated on the stormy sea, allowing herself to drift with the flow.

As expected, males can't stop once they start. In two months, his changes are really rapid!
"Don't you have questions for me? The process is already in progress. Why don't you ask them yet?" The gentle and hoarse male voice was accompanied by a heavy breath.

"Your Majesty is still young, there is no need to rush to have children and raise offspring."

The little one's sweet, soft and charming voice is like the sound of nature, as if floating in the clouds.

Shen Que's graceful waist moved faster, "Because I want to leave a legacy with you."

I'm sorry Sasa, I lied to you this time.

"I want to have...more than one child with Your Majesty..."

"Okay, let's have more children. I'm lucky to be able to meet Sasa."

"It is my good fortune to meet His Majesty the King..."

"I am your husband, not your majesty. Call me by my name."

The moonlight sprinkled on the handsome face of the man under her. His purple eyes, as noble and beautiful as fine wine, absorbed the gentle moonlight, and the light flowed and rippled.

“Shen Que…Jun…husband…” Jing Weisha called out the word husband for some unknown reason.

"Husband? Is it me?"

The first time he heard the combination of these two words coming out of Shasha's mouth, he felt an ecstatic satisfaction.

On the Beast Planet, there is no clear and explicit term of endearment for males by females. The word "husband" sounds like a nickname for the husband, not because of his identity.

"It's you."

"So, have you only ever called me husband?"

"Yes, only you..."

"I like it very much. Can you call me more often?"

"Well...husband!" This time, the tone was obviously higher and more charming.

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Strong sunlight shone into the bedroom, and Jing Weisha woke up from the stiff chest.

Shen Que seemed to be still asleep, his expression calm.

Jing Weisha leaned in and kissed him on the face. As soon as the kiss came, a low and hoarse voice with a hint of magnetism came from her ears.

"wake up?"

Jing Weisha felt a burning sensation on her ears and she reflexively shrank back into the quilt.

"Kiss your husband, don't be shy."

When I mention my husband, the heat from my ears quickly spreads to the tip of my heart!
Last night, she couldn't count how many times she called her husband!
Jing Weisha poked her head out from under the quilt and asked with a blushing face, "Your Majesty, what time is it now?"

Shen Que glanced at the sun outside and replied, "Half past ten."

She immediately sat up and asked self-reproachfully, "What about your parliament, Your Majesty?"

The monarch's schedule is basically very full. He has to get up at seven o'clock at the latest every morning and attend parliament at 8:30.

Is she causing the king to miss the morning court?
(End of this chapter)