All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

Just as she was about to take a few steps over, a light cough from the host seat made her change her pace instantly.

As he walked, he asked, "Ah Bai, are you feeling unwell?"

Murong Bai glanced at Shu Xing nonchalantly, then smiled triumphantly and said, "My husband is fine! Thank you for your concern!"

"I was drinking tea when I heard my wife was assassinated. I coughed and hurt my throat. It's nothing serious... cough... cough..."

"Ah Bai!" Song Xiang took two steps at a time and stepped forward to support Murong Bai, gently stroking his back. He asked knowingly, "What kind of tea is so powerful that it can actually hurt my throat?"

"Your Highness, just try it and you'll know." Murong Bai handed a cup of tea to Song Xiang.

Song Xiang took it, drank it all in one gulp, tasted it and said, "It's really good tea..."

Murong Bai coughed a few more times when he heard this.

Song Xiang quickly put down the teacup and took Murong's hand: "You look like this, and you still say you're fine! How can I be at ease?"

"Shaoguan, help your master back to his room to rest!"

"My dear wife, please wait a minute. The brothers in the mansion have been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't explain what happened today, I'm afraid you brothers will be overthinking and unable to sleep."

Seeing this, Song Xiang turned around and said, "My second sister was assassinated today. When I was protecting her, I was almost shot. It was the young man from the guest house who blocked the arrow for me. You don't have to worry."

"It's getting dark now. Don't sit here for too long. Go back and rest!"

"My beloved concubine, bear this!" All the concubines shouted and took their leave, but their eyes kept glancing at Song Xiang.

Murong Bai stood up and deliberately took Song Xiang's hand, saying, "My wife must have been frightened too much today and must be exhausted. Why don't you go back with me and rest?"

Song Xiang looked up in shock, staring at Murong Bai in disbelief: "How can someone be so shameless and lie with their eyes open? How do I look like I'm overly frightened?"

She couldn't help but glance at Shuxing.

Shu Xing pursed his lips and forced himself to suppress his grievances.

Murong Bai pulled Song Xiang away, looking very majestic.

When they arrived at the bedroom, Murong Bai smiled even more wantonly. He picked up Song Xiang and walked towards the bed.

Song Xiang struggled and said, "Murong Bai, put me down!"

"Why am I so weak... What did you do to me..."

"Murong Bai! You actually drugged me!"

"It's so hot... Murong Bai~"

"My dear wife...it won't be hot in a while..." Seeing Song Xiang pulling at her clothes, Murong Bai said gently, "Be good, I have asked people to prepare a few more buckets of water tonight. No one can disturb us now..."

"Murong Bai, you don't have to use these methods on me. It's not like I don't want to..."

Murong Bai's smile faded, and his voice was clear and gentle: "Wife, call me Abai..."

"Abai...it's so hot..."

"Wife, I'm coming...Wife...Wife..."

A ray of moonlight gradually dimmed.

As the night deepened, the birdsong stopped.

The next day, Song Xiang got up, dragging his body as if it had been run over by a wheel.

But Murong Bai pulled him back: "My wife, please sleep for a while..."

"Nonsense, I'm about to take up my new position and have some chores to attend to, so you should just take a good rest."

Murong Bai refused to obey, and said in a gentle tone: "Xuan'er~ accompany your husband~"

"What's your name?"

"Xuan'er... isn't that right? My wife's royal name is Xuanyi, and I, your husband, call you that. What's wrong with that? My wife, from now on, only I, your husband, can call you by that name, okay?"

Song Xiang couldn't help but nodded.

"Wife, I want to have a child for you. How about you bear the hardship and put in the effort for me?" After saying that, he pecked her cherry red lips lightly, his voice almost charming, "Wife...I am attracted to you!"

Song Xiang was deeply shocked. She stroked Murong Bai's long black hair and asked sincerely, "Are you really willing to bear a child for me? Are you not trying to scare me?"

"My husband is willing!"

"You are of noble status and shoulder the heavy responsibility of the country..." Song Xiang was worried, "If you give birth to a child for me now, I'm afraid..."

Murong Bai interrupted Song Xiang and comforted her, "Don't worry, my mother and elder sister will take care of all state affairs..."

"That's good!"

"My dear wife, I actually took the fertility pill when I was choosing. After marrying you, my uterus has grown. Now is the best time to have a child, my dear wife..."

"Abai, let's have a child!"

Looking into each other's eyes with deep affection, they live together in happiness.

They stayed close to each other until noon, and then Song Xiang got up.

After packing up, she left Ditang Courtyard and asked Yunque as she walked, "Has the new young master woken up?"

"Your Highness, I heard from Luzhu that the young master was already awake this morning and was eager to see Your Highness..."

"Let's go, I'll go and see why he risked his life to save me!"

Song Xiang took a step forward and headed towards the guest house.

As soon as they arrived at the guest room, they smelled a strong smell of medicine. Xueliu came out of the room, clasped her hands in front of her eyebrows, bowed her head and greeted Song Xiang respectfully: "Xueliu greets Your Highness, Your Highness, best wishes!"

Song Xiang walked into the guest room without stopping and headed towards the bed.

Qin Biwu was originally resting. When he saw Song Xiang coming in, he struggled to get up from the bed. His face was pale and pitiful. He said, "I greet Your Highness."

After saying that, he coughed a few times, and the white inner garment that was originally half draped over his back slipped down and hung at the crook of his arm.

He tried to cover himself in panic, but because he was weak, his arms went limp and he fell back onto the bed.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I am too unreasonable to meet you in person."

"No problem!" Song Xiang ignored him and asked in an interrogative tone, "You and I have never met before, and we have no connection. Why didn't you run away when the situation arose, but rashly rushed over and risked your life to save me?"

"Why are you so deliberate? Why not tell me?"

"Your Highness, please spare my life!" Qin Biwu propped himself up again, raised his head, and said with pale lips, "Your Highness has already investigated my bottom line, and you know what I want!"

"I beg Your Highness to seek justice for me and avenge my blood feud!"

Song Xiang sneered and replied, "What a coincidence! Someone actually avenged you!"

Qin Biwu trembled all over, trying to steady himself, and asked, "Who avenged me? Thank God, if my mother and father knew about this, they can rest in peace!"

"You don't know?" Song Xiang looked at Qin Biwu for a moment, somewhat unconvinced.

Seeing this, Qin Biwu immediately defended himself, "I'm a lone commoner, having just arrived in Kyoto. I heard from passersby that Zuixianlou is a place frequented by dignitaries, so I bravely performed my art, hoping to accuse them of my grievances! I never expected to encounter an assassination attempt..."

"I boldly speculate that Your Highness is a person of noble status, which is why I risked my life... to block the arrow for Your Highness..."

"Your Highness, are the people who killed my mother and father really dead?"

"How dare you!" Yun Que said sternly, "How dare you question His Highness!"

"Your Highness, please forgive me! I dare not!" Qin Biwu said pitifully with tears in her eyes, "But my great revenge has been achieved, but I... am like a floating duckweed, with nowhere to turn to. I can't help but feel sad..."