Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

"I just said it casually. Just give me four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes. Oh, and I like sweets, so you can take care of the instructions. Dinner must be four meat dishes, four vegetable dishes, and a soup. No two dishes can be repeated. You can make the arrangements."

"Yes, I will make arrangements now."

Zhongli Yuan just stood there and watched Leng Qing eat all the four meat dishes, four vegetable dishes and a big bucket of rice.

He really couldn't understand how she could stuff everything into her stomach when his stomach was so small. In the past, he could only eat two bowls of rice, which was only a quarter of her bucket.

Even if I was a little tired, I could only eat three bowls at most. How could I finish a bucket of rice and so many dishes?

Of course, he didn't understand how hard it was to complete missions in ten apocalyptic versions of the small world in a row.

Only after seeing Leng Qingyi finish eating did Nie Yueming, who was waiting beside him, dare to speak.

"Your Majesty, would you like to take a short stroll in the Imperial Garden to help digest your food?"

"What's the point of digesting food? Of course you have to take a nap after lunch. Go down."

Upon hearing this, Nie Yueming was a little at a loss. He tried to persuade the emperor while he was eating.

In the past, there would be at least a dozen dishes on the emperor’s table. Even if he only ate three, it would be enough to complete a meal.

Although the current configuration is not enough, eating five or six bites of a dish is enough. The emperor used to do the same.

No matter how empty the national treasury is, there is no need for the emperor to eat so much to save national treasury expenses.

Unfortunately, there is no way to persuade him. The emperor has been driven crazy.

Thinking of this, Nie Yueming felt even more sorry. The emperor was suffering so much.

There is no one who is close to the emperor in the huge palace, so being able to have a loving relationship with Concubine Yi is a little comfort.

Thinking of this, Nie Yueming stopped retreating.

"Your Majesty, I have something else to report."

"explain."

"When Concubine Yi came over, she said that you allowed Concubine Yi to enter and leave the Yangxin Palace as she pleased."

Leng Qingyi looked at Zhongli Yuan and nodded, agreeing to the small matter.

Nie Yueming understood when he saw Leng Qingyi's actions.

"The slave retire."

After Nie Yueming left, Leng Qingyi went straight into the bedroom as he had said and lay down on the dragon couch, ready to fall asleep peacefully.

Zhongli Yuan, who had been waiting for Leng Qingyi to eat with a sullen face, could no longer control his temper.

He walked up and pulled Leng Qingyi's arm to pull him up.

Unfortunately, Concubine Yi was too weak and had too little strength. Not only did she fail to pull the man up, but she also fell headfirst into Leng Qing's arms.

Leng Qingyi didn't push the person away. Instead, he turned over and held the person tightly in his arms.

"You asked for this. Now that you're here, don't leave."

Zhongli Yuan, who was held tightly in someone's arms, blushed instantly. Although it was his own body that was being held, it was actually Concubine Yi's body that he was using.

Isn’t it true that he is still hugging Concubine Yi? How can this be possible? He is not clean!

Although he practiced martial arts every day and was not a top master, it was still no problem for him to hug a delicate and frail young lady.

No matter how much he struggled, Leng Qingyi remained indifferent, obviously treating Zhongli Yuan as a soft pillow.

He buried his head in Zhongli Yuan's neck and began to sleep soundly.

This forced Zhongli Yuan, who originally wanted to bite, to open his mouth and bite a piece of hair.

It really pissed him off.

Zhongli Yuan, who had lost all hope in life, was finally rescued after an hour and a half.

For a whole hour and a half, Leng Qingyi held him tightly, and even when he turned over, he held her tightly and could not move.

Leng Qingyi is awake now, but his body is stiff.

The accumulated anger also cooled down.

He couldn't win the argument or the fight, which made him so angry.

Seeing Zhongli Yuan gazing at the bed curtain with empty eyes, Leng Qingyi, who had just woken up, didn't hesitate and directly carried him up.

So they carried the person to the Qinzheng Hall.

Everyone in the palace saw the emperor, who was so high and mighty and cold to the concubines, carrying Concubine Yi to the Qinzheng Palace.

We worked all night last night, rested for a morning, and then continued from noon until now. Now we have carried Concubine Yi to the Qinzheng Palace. Are we going to continue in another place?

"Your Majesty is in excellent health. Concubine Yi is indeed the most favored consort in the entire palace. Even the Imperial Concubine cannot compare to her."

“Don’t talk nonsense, the Yifei Queen is lenient, but the Guifei Queen is not to be trifled with. You don’t want your tongue anymore.”

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, I didn't say anything."

When the spies from each family saw this scene, they all went back to report to their masters. Such a big thing must be made known to their masters first.

Zhongli Yuan, who was carried on the shoulders, had no idea how many people saw him as a thorn in their eyes and hearts. He just felt like he was going to vomit.

"Put me...down."

Hearing Zhongli Yuan's words, Leng Qingyi took the person off his shoulder.

That's right, I took it down.

She grabbed the slender waist with one hand.

Zhongli Yuan, who was placed on the ground, looked at Leng Qingyi with complicated eyes.

He really didn't know what to say. This was worse than his life in the cold palace.

Being in the cold palace is just a bit cold and hungry, but now he is really suffering.

"What are you looking at? If you don't want me to carry it, do you want me to hold it in my arms? It's not impossible. It doesn't weigh more than a few pounds anyway."

As he said this, he was about to step forward and pick the man up. Zhongli Yuan was so scared that he quickly took a step back.

"No need, I can go by myself."

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, Leng Qing strode forward, ignoring Zhongli Yuan behind him.

In order to keep up with Leng Qingyi, Zhongli Yuan almost jogged all the way and was already out of breath when he arrived at the Qinzheng Hall.

He really didn't know that a woman's body could be so weak. It seemed that he not only had to keep an eye on Leng Qingyi, but also had to put practicing martial arts on his agenda.

What if he could never get it back? He didn't want to keep living with such a frail body.

When he arrived at the Qinzheng Palace, he lay down on the imperial concubine couch with a cold and lonely look, and then stared at Zhongli Yuan blankly.

Zhongli Yuan, who had just recovered, looked at Leng Qingyi's straightforward eyes as if he understood what he meant.

"You want me to review memorials?"

"What else? Should I approve it?"

"Never mind. I'll do it."

Because Leng Qingyi didn't like people following him, she asked Nie Yueming and the young eunuchs to stay at least ten meters away from him since she went to court. They were not allowed to come in unless he told them not to.

So after Leng Qingyi and Zhongli Yuan came in, the palace maids who had been cleaning and serving in the back hall all left, and now only the two of them were left.

Zhongli Yuan resigned himself to his fate and sat down in front of the memorials to begin reviewing them.

When he saw useful things, he would talk to Leng Qing about them, and he would just review the useless and nonsense documents and put them aside.

After criticizing for a while, Zhongli Yuan turned his head to see what Leng Qingyi was doing, and saw Leng Qingyi lying on his side on the chaise longue, picking up a grape, throwing it into the air and then catching it with his mouth.

Zhongli Yuan, who was about to tell her the contents of the memorial, suddenly felt that it was unfair.

Why is he eating, drinking and having fun while I am not only dealing with this batch of memorials but also having to suffer the humiliation?

He didn't want to do it anymore, since he wasn't the emperor anymore.