The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

Jiang Lingyue was purely curious about this matter.

After kissing for a while, I lost interest.

However, the Emperor's feedback was so interesting that she kissed him seriously for a long time.

His cheeks were sore before he was lifted up by pinching his jaw.

After a dizzying moment, the two switched positions and were kissed passionately on the lips.

Jiang Lingyue's pupils widened, trying to remind him that he hadn't rinsed his mouth yet.

As soon as he opened his lips, he was blocked and couldn't say a word.

After a long kiss, His Majesty the Emperor finally woke up from his drunken state, his eyes misty and full of lust.

Especially attractive.

Jiang Lingyue's heart surged as she reached out to hold his face, kissing him twice, and sighed, "How come you're so handsome?"

Qi Junyi pursed his lips, trying his best to suppress the corners of his lips that were curled up, and said with some accusation: "Then you didn't like it much before."

"Who said that!" Jiang Lingyue refuted righteously, "If you weren't so handsome, how could you think I would be moved in my past life?"

Qi Junyi: "..."

He looked at her deeply, "Only attracted by the face?"

"About the same," Jiang Lingyue's hand slid from the corner of his lips down to his collarbone, "Your personality is very unfathomable and majestic. I respected you as a king and father at first, but later..."

Monarch father.

Qi Junyi's face turned dark.

He held her hand as she started to act naughty again, "Okay, stop teasing me."

Jiang Lingyue had no choice but to give up.

Qi Junyi stood up, tidied himself, and brought over a cup of tea.

"gargle."

Jiang Lingyue rinsed her mouth obediently, then leaned against the headboard and smiled at him.

It made His Majesty the Emperor feel a little uncomfortable.

After he tidied himself up and got back on the bed, Jiang Lingyue snuggled into his arms and asked him softly, "How is it? Are you comfortable with my kiss?"

Qi Junyi: "..."

"Go ahead," Jiang Lingyue poked his Adam's apple, "will you tell me?"

The tone was coquettish and full of teasing.

Qi Junyi's throat rolled over and he grabbed her hand, "...Go to sleep."

"No!" Jiang Lingyue was not willing to listen to him and poked her head out of his arms. "If you don't tell me, I won't kiss you next time."

"Okay," Qi Junyi replied sullenly, "If you don't want to kiss me, then don't."

hateful!

Jiang Lingyue was a little annoyed, "Then I won't do it with you."

"..." Qi Junyi was also a little irritated by her. He pinched her jaw and gritted his teeth: "It feels good, very good. Please do it more times next time, Yueyue."

"Okay," Jiang Lingyue agreed readily, hugged his waist, and said with a smile: "Then don't act awkward like you're being forced to accept a customer, just admit that you like it."

For the first time in history, she was compared to a prostitute who "received customers".

His Majesty the Emperor laughed angrily, "Okay, as long as you don't mind being tired."

He felt unnecessarily sorry for her.

Jiang Lingyue is not afraid of him.

She has a firm grasp of this man's character.

In the past, she felt that he had drawn a circle for her, and she could only move freely within the circle, while outside the circle was the bottom line he set.

But since she gave up and stepped out of the line, and he didn't move, she tried to trample on him back and forth in the circle, but he still didn't do anything.

Jiang Lingyue then realized that the so-called circle was just what she imagined.

She could easily jump around in all his forbidden areas.

When pushed to the limit, the emperor, who is so respected and respected, would only say a few harsh words.

Even on the couch, he couldn't bear to bully her any more.

From then on, she finally understood that what he said at the beginning, "I'm spoiled by love," was actually true.

Jiang Lingyue yawned and rubbed his neck, "I'm so sleepy, I won't bother with you anymore."

Qi Junyi hugged her tightly without saying a word.

He placed his lips on her forehead, listening to her breathing gradually become steady.

Now, in this life, she is well taken care of by him, has complete trust and dependence on him, and can easily fall asleep in his arms.

From a fragile and easily broken bud, it truly grows into a gorgeous peony with a unique beauty and fragrance.

Arrogant and willful.

Also a bit willful.

But even his willfulness was cultivated by him.

He loves it.

…………

Not long after the little princess was one month old, Xie An Ning also left the confinement period.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and it is the twelfth month of the year again.

As the mistress of the house, Mrs. Shi has been in the Xie family for too long. As the New Year is approaching, there are a lot of affairs waiting to be dealt with in the mansion. Now that Xie An Ning has finished her confinement, it is time for her to return home.

However, Mrs. Shi was worried about her son's marriage and wanted to ask Xie An Ning again, but was persuaded by her son.

In the past, Ishihara Qing thought about borrowing external forces, whether it was the rumors in the capital, the Queen Mother, or his own parents. He tried every means just to take advantage of Xie An Ning's soft heart and make her more inclined to him so that she could not refuse him.

Now, he no longer has that idea.

He just wanted his sister An Ning to follow her heart.

No external factors are taken into account.

Crying and begging are certainly effective.

But, even though she was soft-hearted, she chose him.

I will never let go of Wang Shaofu for the rest of my life.

If, I just feel guilty towards him.

He doesn't have to force it.

On the third day after Mrs. Shi returned home, the rain that had lasted for more than half a month stopped, and the winter sun shyly emerged from the clouds.

Warm and cosy.

At noon, when the sun was at its highest, Xie Anning went out of the room and basked in the sun in the yard.

Not long after, the door to the side yard opened and Wang Shaofu walked out.

These days, he asked the emperor for sick leave and recuperated at home, rarely going out.

Under the parasol tree, the two sat facing each other.

The sun shines on them, and their shadows are neither long nor short, and there is no overlapping.

They looked at each other in silence, and Wang Shaofu began to fiddle with the tea set.

His face was pale and he had lost a lot of weight, but his back was still straight, and he fiddled with the delicate little porcelain cup with his knuckles.

Every move is pleasing to the eye.

Such a pleasant sight was interrupted by the crying of the baby.

The wet nurse carried the baby, who had just turned one month old, out to bask in the sun. Perhaps the baby was fed up with the parents' idleness and started to throw a tantrum.

Wang Shaofu put down the teacup, reached out to take the child from the wet nurse and held him on his lap.

The howling stopped and the baby opened his eyes and began to look at people.

This is his child.

A child who may have existed in a previous life but did not have the chance to be born.

Wang Shaofu's pupils turned slightly red and he poked the child's face.

Xie Anning looked at the father and son opposite him quietly, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then suddenly said, "Leave a message for him."

A courtesy name given to a man by his elders when he reaches adulthood.

He is in poor health and probably won't be able to see his son turn 20.

As for the name, there is no doubt that it is Xie.

The name was given by Ishihara no Kyou.

As his biological father, he could only leave behind a courtesy name.

Twenty years later...

Wang Shaofu was so smart that he understood everything in an instant. He suddenly looked up and looked at her intently.

Xie Anning looked at him.

After a long while, she said, "I want to get married."