Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Zhao Yuannu slowly shook his head:

"The slave family lost their parents when they were young, and the only ones who have been with them all this time are the master and the senior sisters."

"A long time ago, Yuan Nu thought that once her master passed away, the day she parted ways with the senior sisters would be the day that Yuan Nu would have no worries from now on."

"But I never thought that today's Yuannu would be so lucky to meet such a good husband."

"Yuan Nu couldn't bear to be separated from Guan Guan, so just now, he took a closer look."

Zhao Ji stretched out his little finger and gently scratched Zhao Yuannu's pink and white nose:

"Silly girl, from the day you became pregnant with our Zhao family's flesh and blood, you were destined to be a member of our Zhao family."

"That being the case, even if you want to run away from now on, I will never let you go."

"After this matter is over, Yuannu, please come back to the capital with me and enter the palace."

"If I continue to let you stay outside, my husband will be really worried."

Zhao Yuannu pursed his lips, and the expression on his face was very complicated:

"But, but my senior sisters, they..."

Zhao Ji pretended to be angry with a straight face:

"I'm afraid the corpses of those senior sisters will have to rest at the master gate and never be taken away."

"But their spiritual positions are fine."

"If you, Yuan Nu, want to, we can move those spiritual tablets into the palace together and build a special room to worship them, wouldn't it be great?"

"No matter what, I will not allow you, Yuan Nu, to wander around the world from now on, which will frighten me."

Zhao Ji half-coaxed and half-deceived, and fed the food into Zhao Yuannu's mouth.

And these two people, after this night's torment, were also tired at this moment.

But there is only one single bed in this house.

Zhao Ji, on the other hand, didn't want to let Zhao Yuannu go back to the original guest room alone, fearing that she might get pregnant if she was alone there with no one to take care of her.

So the two of them struggled for a long time over who should sleep in the bed.

Zhao Yuannu frowned and pursed his lips. When he looked at Zhao Jizhi who was standing beside the bed, his tone was a little harder than before:

"My husband, you'd better stop arguing with me. My husband can just sleep on the bed."

"Here at the slave's house, you can sleep on a few chairs or on the table."

"What if today in this life, the slave family would let my husband, the master of the Song Dynasty, sleep on the table."

"If any sister in the palace knows about this in the future, how can the slave family stay in the harem?"

But at this time, Zhao Ji didn't care about this. He suddenly walked up to Zhao Yuannu and hugged Zhao Yuannu's delicate body in his arms.

Then regardless of her resistance, he gently pushed it into the bed and placed it smoothly on the bed:

"Yuan Nu, don't say any more. Just sleep on the bed by yourself today."

"As for my husband, I just place a few chairs next to the bed, put on a quilt and lie down there to sleep."

"In this way, I can take care of you conveniently at any time."

"If you, Yuannu, continue to argue with me about this, my husband will be angry."

"When the time comes, pick up the slap and give it a few hard slaps on the round and straight part behind you, Yuannu. Are you ashamed of yourself?"

Zhao Yuannu was so coaxed and frightened by his husband that he immediately lost his temper.

At this time, he didn't dare to say anything more. He turned his body to one side and lay on the bed facing Zhao Ji.

These two people, after all the trouble last night, should be in dire straits by now.

But neither Zhao Yuannu, who was lying on the bed, nor Zhao Ji, who was lying on a row of chairs, felt sleepy at this moment.

So he couldn't help but start talking.

Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Yuannu's round belly, and for a moment, he felt a sudden surge of love in his heart.

Unable to help herself, she kissed the bulge softly a few times.

Such a kiss made Zhao Yuannu feel shy.

But here, she did not push Zhao Ji's head away, but placed it on Zhao Ji's shoulders very gently.

But while Zhao Ji was kissing this place, he suddenly said something very frivolous, which immediately made Zhao Yuannu blush with embarrassment:

"Yuannu, the two of us only had sex for one night, and now we have asked Yuannu to spread the branches and leaves of our Zhao family."

"But I don't know if we come here a few more times after this, will we be able to give birth to a few more princes and princesses for our Zhao family?"

"I can't wait to try it a few more times with Yuan Nu."

The more Zhao Ji talked, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but put his mouth on Zhao Yuannu's ear.

Then a series of tiger and wolf words spewed out from Zhao Ji's mouth.

Zhao Yuannu's cheeks were as red as blood, and his heart was extremely numb.

Although Zhao Yuannu is now pregnant with Zhao Ji's child, if we really talk about it, the two of them have only had sex once.

This also made Zhao Yuannu's thoughts about the little daughter's family extremely important.

At this time, Zhao Yuannu was immediately embarrassed and anxious when he suddenly heard those words of tiger and wolf from Zhao Ji's mouth.

Without waiting for Zhao Ji to finish speaking, he raised his little hand and pressed it hard on Zhao Ji's mouth, preventing him from saying any more:

"You are such an irritating bad guy. You are just about to become a father. Why, why are you still so unruly?"

But after Zhao Ji heard these words, not only did he not realize that there was anything wrong with his words just now, but he became more and more enthusiastic:

"Yuan Nu, this is your fault."

"The harmony of yin and yang between men and women and the birth of children are the principles of human relations."

"If there were no such things in the world, how could all of us in the world continue to reproduce?"

"So, the two of us must put more effort into this aspect from now on."

"Such as Dong Xuanzi's Sanshou, Royal Girl's Key Techniques, these secret techniques in the house, your husband and I know a little bit about them all."

"After you, Yuannu, give birth to your child, your husband will teach you all these secretaries in the boudoir."

"When the time comes, the two of us..."

The more Zhao Yuannu heard these words, the more shy he felt.

Seeing that my husband was getting more and more excited as he talked, he didn't even have the slightest intention to stop.

Feeling anxious, he quickly stretched out his little hand and blocked Zhao Ji's mouth:

"Ms. sir, if the slave family knows about it, everyone here knows about it."