The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Two days later, Ji Chenyu walked into Fengyi Palace wearing a light red dragon robe. Shen Jiarou was pruning plum blossoms by the window and putting them into white vases one by one.

Rezana watched quietly from the side: "Your Majesty, the red plum blossoms are so gorgeous and have been blooming for a long time. I remember Princess Heshun picked a bunch and brought them to me a month ago. We have been enjoying them for a full half a month."

Shen Jiarou smiled gently and brightly under the light, as warm as the spring sun.

"Queen."

Hearing the familiar voice, Shen Jiarou and Rezana were both stunned and looked up at the source of the voice.

"Royal brother? Didn't you say you couldn't come today?" She didn't seem to hear the announcement just now. What do these palace servants do for a living?

Ji Chenyu walked over, took her hand and held it.

"Why, I said I can't come, the Queen really doesn't want me to come?"

Shen Jiarou's face turned red and she quickly defended herself.

"That's not what I meant. I'm just worried that my brother will get tired."

Even though he knew that she was telling lies, Ji Chenyu still enjoyed it and kept smiling.

Ji Chenyu leaned over and whispered in Shen Jiarou's ear, "Really? Since the Queen loves me so much, can I also love you?"

Shen Jiarou's expression changed slightly: "Brother, it's not possible today."

Upon hearing this, Ji Chenyu hugged her slender waist with one hand and said, "Why? Tell me, how many times have you rejected me?"

Shen Jiarou's face turned red: She didn't mean to do that. After all, she was pregnant with a baby, and she couldn't be careless.

"Your concubine...ah..." Ji Chenyu picked her up and walked towards the bedroom, everyone was shocked.

It’s over, it’s over. The emperor is serious this time.

My queen, what should I do?

"Royal brother, it's not possible tonight." Shen Jiarou began to panic: Damn it, what should I do?

Ji Chenyu had gently placed her on the soft couch. He reached out to take off Shen Jiarou's nightgown. She was so frightened that she quickly reached out to stop him.

Ji Chenyu was a little annoyed due to his lust. He really didn't understand what was wrong with his Rouer recently. She ignored him and made him feel heartbroken.

Looking at her pitiful eyes, Ji Chenyu finally compromised.

"Rou'er, you must give me a reasonable reason tonight, otherwise I will not let you be so willful tomorrow. We are husband and wife, but if we don't have a sexual life, what kind of husband and wife are we?" He still wanted to try hard and let Rou'er give him a prince, but his Rou'er seemed to dislike him. Did she think he was too old?

Just as Shen Jiarou was about to explain, Ji Chenyu spoke again.

"Rou'er, do you dislike me because I'm old?"

"Ah, no, I absolutely don't have such an idea." God, what is this man thinking? She just didn't want him to touch her, so how could he be considered to dislike him for being old? It was really unfair to her.

"Isn't that the reason? Is that because I didn't satisfy you?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiarou was choked by her own saliva.

Oh my God, why does this man say anything?

"No, my royal brother has misunderstood." Over the past few months, the two of them had been together seriously for a total of about ten times, and each time he had her do it four or five times. She was afraid that he would die of exhaustion, but this man did not restrain himself at all.

Ji Chenyu was completely confused now: "Why is that?"

Shen Jiarou was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and she was thinking quickly of ways to avoid serving the emperor.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ji Chenyu, with his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, frowned.

"Rou'er?"

"Ah, it's... my problem."

Ji Chenyu frowned and looked up at her awkward expression: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Jiarou shook her head silently, but her eyes lit up when she thought of Jiang Ruofan: Husband, I'm sorry, your death anniversary is coming soon. I'm using you as an excuse first. I believe you won't blame me.

"Ok?"

"No, it's my husband. No, it's because the death anniversary of my late husband is approaching. That's why I've been tortured by nightmares lately and don't want to think about that..." Oh, I don't know if he will believe this outrageous reason.

Ji Chenyu was suddenly stunned: It turns out that she still has him in her heart.

Ji Chenyu smiled bitterly, thinking that they had lived as husband and wife for nearly twenty years, his heart was full of jealousy.

Seeing his expression change instantly, Shen Jiarou felt very nervous.

Isn't he angry?

"Brother Emperor, I, your humble servant..."

Ji Chenyu raised his hand and took a deep breath to regulate himself.

"You were once husband and wife, and you have been in love for more than ten years. You also have seven children. No matter how overbearing I am, I cannot erase your beautiful memories. It would not be fair to you.

But Rou'er, until now you still have him in your heart, and never me, how can I let you go?"

Ji Chenyu felt extremely aggrieved. The person he had loved for more than 20 years, he had loved her earlier and longer than Jiang Ruofan. However, because of their past identities, they had to marry each other. He was helpless at that time.

"Forget it, I'll give you some more time. After this matter is over, we can get along well. I'll go back tonight." Jiang Ruofan is dead, so why should he fight for these things with a dead person? It's meaningless.

He has got the person now, and as long as he is more patient, he will get his heart again.

Shen Jiarou felt distressed when she heard Ji Chenyu's words. When she saw him turning around to leave, she immediately went out and called him back.

"Royal brother." Ji Chenyu paused. Shen Jiarou got out of bed barefoot, took a few steps on the carpet, and hugged him from behind, with her cheek against his broad and strong back.

"Royal brother, please don't be angry with Rou'er. Please be patient and wait for me for a month or two until I can adjust my mood." At that time, she was three or four months pregnant and her pregnancy was stable. She was not afraid to let everyone in the world know that she was pregnant.

Ji Chenyu felt like something was pressing against his lower back. It was a very strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what it was. He turned around and looked at Shen Jiarou, whose eyes were red, and began to blame himself with heartache.

He really deserves to die. Knowing that this was her wound, why did he have to tear it open and sprinkle salt on it?

Ji Chenyu reached out and touched Shen Jiarou's delicate face. Seeing her aggrieved expression, he hugged her in his arms with heartache.

"Silly girl, how could my brother be angry with Rou'er? I am angry that you don't have me in your heart."

Shen Jiarou raised her head and retorted: "No."

Ji Chenyu was startled: "What? You have me in your heart?"

Now it was Shen Jiarou's turn to be shy. She nodded slightly with her blushing face. Ji Chenyu was so happy that he leaned over and kissed her red lips hard. Shen Jiarou was dizzy from his kiss.

Thinking that she was still barefoot, Ji Chenyu quickly bent down, picked her up and laid her down on the phoenix couch.

"You, you forgot what your brother told you. If you don't wear socks and shoes, what will you do if you get sick?"

Seeing him talking about herself, Shen Jiarou reached out and grabbed his sleeve and looked at him.