Bondage

Shen Qianyu often said that he had a clumsy temper and poor tongue, but Song Wan felt that he was the most love talker in the world.

Although there were no words of love or affection, those words could easily move her heart.

"Wan'er?"

"I'm here."

"The paintings of famous artists... How about we observe and observe together?"

"..."

Song Wan was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"If you don't answer me, you will accept it."

Shen Qianyu picked him up sideways, and the two of them fell into the sunburnt quilt together.

The center of the house was melted, the hair was tangled, the rain was pouring outside the house, and the thunder was loud.

When it was late, Song Wan suddenly woke up from Shen Qianyu's arms.

The man slept very restlessly, bending his legs from time to time, as if feeling uneasy.While struggling, his brows would be furrowed as if in severe pain.

Song Wan listened to the sound of thunder and rain outside, feeling pity in his heart.

She put on her toga and went down to the ground, and called the person on duty today to fry coarse salt mixed with medicine, and carefully tied it to his leg.

"Wan'er..."

The scorching heat made him wake up instantly, Shen Qianyu sat up and said, "Am I bothering you?"

"No, I was awakened by thunder."

Song Wan continued to take out the hot soft bag in his hand, and put it on the wound on Shen Qianyu's back through his clothes.

After the battle of Suhe, he got new injuries, which seemed to bring back all the diseases of the past.

Knowing that he had hurt his foundation, Song Wan didn't want to worry about him.

"You sleep a little longer."

Shen Qianyu shook his head: "I'm with you."

The bed exuded the medicinal aroma of painkillers, and Shen Qianyu always felt itchy all over his body on this rainy night, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"The husband is sleeping with the arm in his arms."

Taking off the toga, Song Wan returned to his arms.

The man's chest temperature was frighteningly high, but his injured leg was icy cold.Song Wan moved closer and slowly closed his eyes.

There was still thunder and rain rumbling outside, but the two inside the room seemed to be unable to hear it, and slept peacefully.

In the early morning of the second day, the bag of coarse salt on his body was already completely cold, Shen Qianyu lightly kicked it out of the quilt, and wrapped his arms in his arms.

When Song Wan was by his side, he was never satisfied, especially at this moment.

I don't know if it was because his eyes were too hot, Song Wan opened his sleepy eyes, and saw Shen Qianyu's eyes sparkling, full of longing.

"I'm tired."

Pushing the person away with a smile, Shen Qianyu said: "The harem is cold, should we add a little princess?"

"I want a little girl who is as cute as a baby girl."

"It's best if the facial features and temperament are like Wan'er, so that I can make up for the regret of not seeing Wan'er grow up."

Song Wan smiled and said: "Then what if I give birth to another prince? Like you who have the same facial features and temperament? I don't want to see a young husband who is like a monkey again."

After she finished speaking, the excitement in Shen Qianyu's eyes suddenly turned to sadness.

Shen Shiyan really resembles him very much, especially the fact that You Xi is crying.

Placing his hands under his head, Shen Qianyu pursed his lips and shook his head secretly.

If there is another Shen Shiyan, he might go crazy.

The husband and wife were talking on the bed, and there were chattering voices outside the hall.Although they didn't hear what people were saying clearly, both Shen Qianyu and Song Wan knew that Shen Shiyan must be making trouble again.

"Husband, go and coax Yan'er."

"I do not want to go."

Putting his head on Song Wan'er's neck, Shen Qianyu muttered aggrievedly: "I don't want to leave Wan'er."

"Then I'll go."

"do not."

Unable to bear Song Wan's headache from Shen Shiyan's crying, Shen Qianyu got up, put on his regular clothes and walked out of the hall, hugging the fussy little guy into his arms.

"Greetings to my father, long live my father."

As soon as he took the little guy into his arms, Shen Shiyan stopped crying and greeted him with a smile.

"You have too many eyes."

Throwing the man to Heng Zhi, the emperor and empress got up and dressed.

Because of the heavy rain yesterday, there is no need to go to court today, so I can enjoy a leisurely day with my wife and children.

The three of them had breakfast, and Shen Qianyu took Shen Shiyan to go fishing in the Imperial Garden.The father and son quarreled until noon, when Fang returned to Changle Palace with a huge and fat koi.

Song Wan looked at Shen Shiyan clumsily carrying the barrel, and smiled happily.

"Mother's queen, Yan'er tributes a fish, which is extremely fat and delicious."

"How delicious?"

Song Wan squatted down with a smile, and was about to look at the fish in the bucket with her head, but before she could see it, she felt a smell of earth rushing towards her door.

"..."

Slightly lowering his eyes to suppress the familiar feeling of nausea, Song rolled up and glared at Shen Qianyu with a half-smile.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing."

After speaking, she laughed again.

I don't know if it was because Shen Qianyu was looking forward to the little princess so much that he really wanted the little one here today, or...

Turning his head to look at Shen Shiyan who was still thumping the fish, Song Wan covered his lips, feeling amused.

Wan Xiao came to look for Shen Qianyu in the afternoon, and Song Wan asked Heng Zhi to invite the imperial physician.

"Congratulations, Empress Empress, it is indeed a happy pulse."

Song Wan didn't do anything when he heard the words, but Heng Zhi and Heng Wu were so happy that their eyes turned red.

"Your Majesty, do you want to tell the Holy Majesty?"

"No, I'll tell him personally when he comes back."

A few people were happy when someone outside reported that Mrs. Song was asking to see her.

"Sister-in-law? Please."

When entering the Changle Palace, Ming Xiang had a happy expression on his face, Song Wan was about to ask if there was any happy event at home, so he heard Ming Xiang say: "Madam, guess who is with me today?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jin Shu was brought in by Luan Jian.

The little girl has been married for a few years, and her youthful and immature face has long since faded away, and her cheeks are flushed with a touch of tenderness and joy that only married women have.

"The servants pay homage to the empress."

"Get up."

Heng Zhi stepped forward to help Jin Shu up, Jin Shu looked at Song Wan and smiled shyly.

"The last time I saw Jin Shu, she asked me if I had a chance to bring her into the palace to meet the empress. I happened to want to enter the palace to announce a happy event with my empress today, so I asked her to come with me."

Song Wan was surprised when he heard this, "But what's the matter?"

Jin Shu shook his head: "The servant just wants to enter the palace to thank the empress, and thank the empress for taking care of the servant all these years."

Slightly loosening the food box in his hand, Song Wan saw her swollen belly.

"Is there? How many months?"

"Five months."

The face of the brocade was blushing, and the eyes were filled with the peace and vitality that only people who live a leisurely and happy life have.

"In the past few years, my husband has been promoted by the empress a lot, and has been promoted from the general manager to the capital. The servants know that it is the empress who secretly protects them, so they always want to enter the palace to thank the empress and kowtow to the empress."

After thinking about it, Jin Shu smiled and stroked his stomach: "Take him with you."

It is true that someone can take care of the promotion from the general manager to the capital within three years, but Song Wan knows that this is not what she meant, and feels sorry for the person behind it.

After thinking for a while, Song Wan said: "It's Li Chengzu who acts properly to get the favor of the peak, but it's not my intention to take care of him."