Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

The ending tone he provoked made Nan Yingzhi's heart tremble. She sighed in her heart that she was "a hero cannot resist the temptation of beauty."

She called Lingfeng who was waiting beside her and handed him the reins. She moved flexibly and climbed from the horse's back into the carriage through the small window: "Okay, whatever you say."

Feeling that she was a human heater, Yun Ji hurriedly hooked his arms around her neck and lay on top of her.

Nan Yingzhi was sensitive to foul smells. As soon as she stepped in, she smelled a faint odor in the carriage.

Thinking about how Yun Ji had just held onto her and refused to let go, saying "It hurts", she stretched out her hands that had just been released and gestured to him: "Have you, uh, vomited?"

He originally wanted to deny it and say "it didn't happen", but Nan Yingzhi's nose twitched and he turned out the stain on the cushion that had been stained and hastily wiped off.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from her, Yun Ji had no choice but to nod.

"Where does it hurt?" Holding him in her arms, Nan Yingzhi touched his lower abdomen with her palm, and then groped upwards, "Does it hurt here? Here?"

Yun Ji felt that her actions went beyond the scope of asking about his health and were like a royal physician who was relentlessly investigating his condition. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

He turned his head slightly to avoid Nan Yingzhi's inquiring gaze, and said something else: "Xiao Zhizi, I won't feel uncomfortable as long as you are with me."

Nan Yingzhi coaxed him: "Little darling, we can't hide our illness and avoid seeing a doctor. What exactly is wrong with you?"

"It's cold," Yun Ji lowered his eyes, "but it feels good when I hold you."

Nan Yingzhi looked suspicious: "No other discomfort, just cold?"

Stomach acid kept coming up to his mouth, making him feel uncomfortable. Yun Ji snuggled into her arms and said, "A little bit more. I feel like vomiting."

Smelling the sour smell in the air, Nan Yingzhi thought that his stomach was empty and it would be difficult for him to vomit, so she moved her hand upwards to help him rub his chest: "Let's take it easy, okay?"

Yun Ji felt comfortable being rubbed by her. He leaned against her and said in a muffled voice, "Well, I'll listen to you."

Nan Yingzhi massaged him several times gently, then lowered her eyes and wanted to ask, "Are you feeling better?", but suddenly she realized that his eyes were closed.

Listening carefully, Yun Ji's breathing was much longer than usual, as if he had fallen asleep.

Recalling the books on women's pregnancy that she had read for Yunji in the past few days, she suddenly realized.

Ancient books say, "In the early stages of pregnancy, women will feel tired," and it's true.

Worried that her slightest movement would disturb his sleep, Nan Yingzhi lay on the blanket like a piece of wood, motionless.

After walking and stopping along the way, when night fell, the long team coming from the capital finally arrived at the hunting ground.

Seeing the carriage stopped and Nan Yingzhi inside showing no signs of coming out, Ling Feng lowered his voice and called out, "Your Majesty, we're here."

Seeing that his brother had called out several times but there was no response from inside, Ling Yu, who was standing beside him, became anxious. He reached out his hand and pulled open the curtain.

Originally, when Nan Yingzhi heard him say "we're here", she lowered her head and saw Yun Ji was still sleeping soundly, so she was about to lift a corner of the curtain and tell them to delay time.

Seeing that Lingyu was one step ahead of her, she withdrew her hand, put it in front of her lips, and made a "shut up" gesture.

Yun Ji shuddered when he was blown by the cool breeze, and subconsciously tried to take out a dagger from his arms.

A beat later, he felt the warmth coming from Nan Yingzhi beside him, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, slowly calmed down.

The eyes that were about to open were closed in an instant.

Nan Yingzhi didn't know that Yun Ji had been woken up. She didn't say anything. She hugged him with one hand and gestured to Ling Feng Ling Yu with the other hand: "He is still sleeping. Wait for another quarter of an hour."

"But," Ling Yu howled, realized something, and quickly switched to sign language, "I just saw His Majesty get out of the carriage, and he may come to find you soon."

Originally, Nan Yingzhi was willing to get into the carriage after Yun Ji's constant persuasion, largely because she had calculated that Jin An was too lazy to complain.

And if they leave the capital, the Imperial Guards will not be able to follow them. Yang Ling, the admiral in charge of the Imperial Guards, is just a commander without troops and is not to be feared.

But Jin An's refusal to report it does not mean that he will help cover up when she and Yun Ji are caught in the act.

If Yun Ting saw her having an affair with Yun Ji with his own eyes, she would not be able to defend herself no matter how eloquent she was.

Knowing what was more important, Nan Yingzhi hardened her heart, bent her fingers, and tapped Yunji's shoulder blades lightly.

He had clearly regained consciousness, and even slept enough, more awake than usual. However, he paused, then opened his eyelids and acted as if he was awakened: "Huh?"

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest." The car was dimly lit, and the cold moonlight reflected the vague apology on Nan Yingzhi's face, "But Yun Ting is outside, I have to leave for a while."

Yun Ji slept soundly and was in a very good mood until he heard that she was leaving.

Even though he didn't want to part with her, in front of Ling Feng Ling Yu, he didn't stick to Nan Ying Zhi as usual, but pretended to be generous: "You go."

Seeing that he didn't cry or make a fuss, Nan Yingzhi felt a little uncomfortable. She lowered her head and habitually gave him a farewell kiss.

Not wanting Ling Feng and Ling Yu to see him like a young wife, Yun Ji reached out and gently placed his hand on her chest.

"Little Gardenia," he resisted in a low voice, "Lingfeng Lingyu is here."

With sharp ears and sharp eyes, Ling Feng and Ling Yu not only saw his reluctant look under the moonlight, but also heard every word he said.

After looking at each other for a moment, they turned around at the same time and said in unison: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, we didn't see anything!"

"It doesn't matter." Nan Yingzhi lowered her head and nibbled at his skin under the fox fur, her words vaguely saying, "They said they didn't see it."

It had been a long time since they last kissed, and she couldn't control her strength well.

On a quiet moonlit night, a clearly audible “chirp” sounded.