The soft waist and super pregnant, forced to marry by the tyrant

Xiu Ningchuan opened the bed curtains, sat down beside the bed, looked at her and said, "What do you want to hear?"

Empress Chen Zhao turned over and replied, "It's the tune of the raccoon slave."

She clutched the quilt, expectantly waiting for him to speak, but he didn't sing for a long time.

In the past, Xiu Ningchuan would not have refused her, but at this moment, a strange feeling arose in his heart. He asked, "Why do you want to hear me sing this?"

Empress Chen Zhao usually has the final say in the court, but she is most vulnerable and defenseless when she falls asleep or before going to sleep.

Now, on a night like this, she really wanted to hear him sing this song again.

Noticing her abnormality, Xiu Ningchuan reached out and cupped her face, then continued to ask, "Why are you willing to let me into your heart just because I sang a song to lull you to sleep?"

Empress Chen Zhao said, "If you don't want to sing, forget it."

Xiu Ningchuan chuckled: "I'm willing to sing, but I really want to know why it's so important. Can you tell me?"

Empress Chen Zhao turned her head and turned her back to him.

It seems that she doesn't know enough about this emperor. In addition to being stubborn, his bad habits also include being a prick.

Xiu Ningchuan quietly took off his outer robe and got into bed.

"Chirp."

The nickname was like a forbidden place in the queen's heart. She immediately turned over and glared at him.

Xiu Ningchuan put his arm around her back and explained with a smile, "I called you Jiujiu just because I wanted to kiss you. When you look at me like this, it always makes me..."

He took the initiative to move over, and after their bodies touched, the Queen's eyes widened even more.

"Don't you want to?"

Xiu Ningchuan said slowly, "It's been half a month. I've never been absent for so long."

The Queen's sleepiness was completely gone because Xiu Ningchuan untied her undershirt.

He said, "Your Majesty appointed me as the Emperor's husband. Isn't it because of my beauty?"

Hearing his words, she tried to push him away with her hands, but was pulled back and pressed against his smooth jade-like skin.

Xiu Ningchuan is not a child, so how could she believe that a nursery rhyme could open her heart?

Empress Chen Zhao swallowed her saliva and said, "How could I be such a lustful person?"

"Isn't it?" Xiu Ningchuan laughed, and said, "Then why is your Majesty's hand going under my waist?"

Empress Chen Zhao was not shy and said directly: "It's because you deliberately seduced me."

Xiu Ningchuan was a qualified imperial consort. He could do anything he set his mind to, and he did it well. Therefore, the empress trusted him with all the affairs of the inner court.

Whatever he is willing to do, he always does it with excellence.

Just like this moment.

His palm rolled over her waist and slowly moved down.

Just like when a craftsman polishes a secret color porcelain, he uses a glaze brush to sweep across the thinnest part of the pottery body, carefully and carefully to ensure that the color can be applied.

The night wind that leaked in through the window carried with it the lingering fragrance, and the dew-soaked hibiscus petals were drooping.

His undershirt had been placed under her body at some point, and the gauze at the collar completely revealed the seal characters inside.

Empress Chen Zhao suddenly reached down and grasped his shoulders, panting slightly and saying, "...That's enough."

Xiu Ningchuan raised his head and gently refused: "It's not enough."

The Queen's eyes became moist, and her lower abdomen felt numb. She said a little aggrievedly, "I still want to hear you sing nursery rhymes."

Xiu Ningchuan was stunned. Could it be that he was wrong?

He frowned and confirmed: "You really just want to hear me sing a song, nothing else?"

Empress Chen Zhao was confused and said, "What else do you think it is..."

As she spoke, she thought of what he had just done, curled her lips, and said, "What's going on in the Emperor's head?"

Xiu Ningchuan knelt between her legs and said dejectedly, "I thought you would like it."

The Queen said frankly: "I like it, but what I mean is..."

She felt a little embarrassed when she thought of this.

The Li Nu Tune was sung by Xiu Ningchuan when he was trying to coax Zhen Zhen to sleep.

One night, when she arrived at the gate of Xingshu Hall, she heard him singing softly: Hululu, Hululu, the fur ball turns into a warm dream coat...

The tone was soft and gentle. Empress Chen Zhao just stood at the door and listened. Zhenzhen stopped crying. All the fatigue in her body disappeared and she began to feel sleepy.

That night, she slept soundly without holding the old cloth.

Afterwards, she specifically inquired about the name of the song and even invited musicians to play it in the Ziji Palace, but it did not have the same effect as when it was sung by the emperor's husband. Instead, she became more and more annoyed the more she listened to it.

Xiu Ningchuan realized when she had heard this nursery rhyme before. He laughed silently at first, and then laughed louder and louder.

The queen kicked him angrily, but he grabbed her ankle and pressed it against his waist.

Xiu Ningchuan said: "I just didn't expect it to be such a simple request."

This posture was not suitable for talking about serious matters, so Empress Chen Zhao withdrew her feet and buried herself in the quilt.

She frowned and said, "Simple? It's not simple at all. Other people's singing is terrible."

Xiu Ningchuan lay beside her, holding her and the blanket in his arms, and asked, "Why me?"

Empress Chen Zhao said proudly, "It seems that my husband still doesn't know why I chose you to enter the palace."

Xiu Ningchuan pondered for a moment and gave a serious answer: "Because the Xiu family has a shallow foundation in the imperial city, they are the easiest to control among the several families."

Empress Chen Zhao raised the corner of her lips and said leisurely, "Of course not. Do you think I would compromise myself in order to balance power?"

Xiu Ningchuan's eyes showed surprise. He thought so at first, but now he slowly understood her temper and knew that she would not lie.

Is he wrong again?

Xiu Ningchuan digested the information for a while and then asked, "Why did you choose me?"

The Queen yawned and said drowsily, "I'm tired and want to sleep. We'll talk tomorrow."

There were still two hours before court. Xiu Ningchuan felt sorry for her tiredness and was reluctant to delay her rest time, so he could only suppress all his questions and stay awake until dawn.

Although Empress Chen Zhao did not hear the nursery rhyme she wanted to hear, she heard it in her dream, and the corners of her mouth curved into a sweet sleep arc.

The first time she saw Xiu Ningchuan was not in a portrait, nor at a palace banquet, but on the streets of Lin'an.

At that time, Emperor Wu Su had not yet abdicated, but he had already begun to think about passing on the throne. He summoned her and Yuan Heng to the Qinzheng Hall and asked them about their thoughts.

The minds of twins are connected at certain moments.

She had long sensed that her brother actually loathed the palace. Perhaps it had something to do with his childhood experiences; his life had been difficult, and he never felt relaxed.

Perhaps, what he really yearns for is a life like a free and easy cloud and wild crane.

She actually didn't have much ambition for the throne, but since she was her father's eldest daughter, she should shoulder the heavy responsibility.

If she had to choose one of them to be the emperor, she felt that she was more suitable than her brother.

No matter how you live, it's still a day, and no matter how you live, it's still wonderful. She spoke before her brother and took over the position of crown prince generously and frankly.

However, when she walked out of the Qinzheng Hall, invisible pressure instantly piled up in her heart.