It is said that you attacked me in a dream

Yan Yanglie was suspicious, but didn't say anything.But he felt that what Ye Huaiqing said was reasonable, and now he really wanted to take revenge, so they both swam to the shore.

When they landed on the shore, Yan Yanglie took the lead, leaned over and hugged Ye Huaiqing, who was caught off guard, and said while walking quickly: "Tonight, my king will congratulate you, hmph."

Ye Huaiqing was holding her neck obediently, and now the little daughter-in-law was snuggling up in front of the man's arms, evoking a sinister smile on her lips in a place where no one could see, like showing off after a successful trick.

The night was dark and the wind was high, a nanmu bed creaked and creaked, Ye Huaiqing lifted the legs of the man on his shoulders, and the man below was attacking hard and quickly, but another man was restrained and annoyed by the sudden rise and fall The voice of regret...

The bloody bastard!

"My lord, you suck me so tight here, I really want to stay like this for the rest of my life and never stop..."

"You, shut up!"

Ye Huaiqing went deep with all his strength, and then violently went back and forth to that depth, sweating profusely while watching the man being stimulated to the point of sensitivity!Feel the point and reach high!With an expression of ecstasy in Chao Shi, he slowly opened the satisfied arc of his lips, and then leaned over to meet the man's opened and closed lips, rolling them continuously.

During the stirring, the curtain of the bed slowly came down, and the candlelight reflected the two entangled bodies on the couch that were still fighting each other, making sex from time to time!Sensitive rage, and from time to time someone chuckled as if covering their ears, which can make people itch in their hearts.

"My lord, our days will last forever..."

"Ah...ummm..."

Ye Huaiqing, sooner or later, this king will ask you to double pay back for what you did today! !

One month later, the heavy snow was coming, but the door was already filled with snow, drowning the defeated autumn scenery.

The sun is just right this morning, warm as spring, and the snow is gradually starting to melt.

Yan Yanglie opened the window from the door, and a gust of cold wind swept in, and the biting coldness hit his whole body.

At this time, a mink fur coat covered him from behind, a pair of powerful arms passed through the gap and held him tightly while putting his head on his shoulders, muttering: "Isn't it cold, open such a big window ,Um?"

"If you are cold, let me go."

Ye Huaiqing sighed, and let go to close the window.

Yan Yanglie let out a cold snort and left the room, passing through the closed windows and doors through the corridor.

Ye Huaiqing sighed helplessly again, hurriedly went out to catch up, and shouted: "My lord, Yan Yanglie, walk slowly, where are you going?"

Yan Yanglie turned a deaf ear and walked faster and faster.

Why is she still so indifferent after being together for so long, is it because she was enthusiastic when she went to bed...

Ye Huaiqing quickened his pace to catch up, but unexpectedly Yan Yanglie suddenly stopped. It turned out that wintersweet flowers bloomed in an open space, which was very bright.

"My lord, how's it going? I just got this wintersweet plant from Jiang Guo Mansion a month ago..."

"Humph."

"..."

Yan Yanglie rolled her eyes at Lamei, turned around and continued walking.

"My lord, Yan Yanglie, what's wrong with you recently, you always lose your temper with me." Ye Huaiqing walked on the right hand side, tsk.

"This king is yin and yang?" Yan Yanglie asked coldly, "Why don't you say that you are too busy?"

Ye Huaiqing shrugged, and said as he walked: "Isn't it because I am the prince's concubine, I only know how to serve the prince, so naturally I can't compare with the prince's daily management."

In fact, Yan Yanglie didn't refer to the literal "leisure" that Ye Huaiqing had nothing to do, but that this person couldn't stay idle in the palace. He ran to Jiangguo's mansion all day long, moved flowers and plants, and said things he couldn't understand. , making him extremely unhappy.

Ye Huaiqing was so dishonest, Yan Yanglie returned to the study with a cold face.

Ye Huaiqing couldn't figure it out, could it be that the incident has not calmed down?

Should not be ah.

No choice but to go back again.

In the study room, without knowing it, Yan Yanglie spread out the rice paper again, took a pen and began to write.

Yan Yanglie's calligraphy is powerful and majestic, dignified, neat and strict, in short, in Ye Huaiqing's eyes, he is as handsome as a person if he sees too much.

However, the words written at this moment are as pleasing to the eye as always, but the content above makes Ye Huaiqing frown.

Ye Huaiqing quickly took away the brush in the man's hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "Yan Yanglie, how much do you want to divorce me? Why do you always think about such old sesame seed rotten things?"

"It's because you don't obey women's morals. Shouldn't this king rest?"

"Don't obey women's ways?" Ye Huaiqing frowned, leaned on the desk, looked at Yan Yanglie and asked intently: "My lord, why should I obey women's ways as a man?"

Yan Yanglie snorted: "You know it in your heart."

"By the way, my lord, I brought some of your favorite snacks from outside this morning, and I'll get them for you to try."

As he said that, Ye Huai rushed out of the door like a green wind.When I came back, I brought a bowl of stinky tofu with me.

Yan Yanglie wrinkled his nose, covered his mouth and retched so badly that his face turned green.

Ye Huaiqing was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to pat someone on the back.As a result, as soon as he passed by, Yan Yanglie vomited even more.

"Throw away what is in your hand to this king!" Yan Yanglie roared down his throat.

Ye Huaiqing threw it away resolutely, and even poured someone a cup of hot water.Yan Yanglie pointed to the small box on the corner of the desk and said: "There are sour plums in there, you put it in the water and give it to me to drink."

"Oh." Ye Huaiqing took one by himself, put another in the hot water, and handed it to Yan Yanglie.

When Yan Yanglie was about to drink water, Ye Huaiqing spat out the sour plum in his mouth: "Bah! Wow, it's so sour, my tongue is numb. Yan Yanglie, how do you like this? Isn't it sour?"

In fact, sour plums will be more sour when soaked in hot water.

Yan Yanglie drank it in one gulp, and said with no change in expression: "It's not sour."

"No, you've been eating this recently?" Ye Huaiqing asked.

"Well, eat something sour, it's comfortable."

When Ye Huaiqing heard this, his expression became strange, then he reached out and touched Yan Yanglie's stomach, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, do you think you have a seed?"

Yan Yanglie glanced at him and ignored him.

However, that sour plum is really not something that ordinary people can eat, except for pregnant women.This made Ye Huaiqing a little hard to understand.

It is said that according to the physiological structure of men, it is impossible to give birth to children, but Yan Yanglie can eat sour plums without feeling sour. It is not a problem with the tongue, it is...

No way, is this all right?

The next day, Ye Huaiqing was worried that something was wrong with Yan Yanglie's tongue, so he brought the respected old doctor in the mansion over to give Yan Yanglie his pulse.

At that time, Yan Yanglie refused, saying that he had nothing to worry about.

As a result, when the old doctor touched it, he was startled, and quickly took another pulse.

After that, he fell to his knees in shock, his hands trembling: "Your Highness, Third Young Master, forgive Cao Min's poor medical skills, this Highness..."

Ye Huaiqing helped him up, frowned and asked, "It doesn't matter if you're old, tell me quickly, what happened to the prince's tongue?"

Prince: "..."

The old doctor hesitated to speak, stammering: "Well, this prince's tongue is fine, but this vein... Caomin dare not say..."

Yan Yanglie sipped his tea, only to hear Ye Huaiqing anxious: "What happened to the prince? Tell me quickly, don't say that I let the prince cut you off, believe it or not?"

Yan Yanglie: "..."

The old doctor knelt down again: "The third son has mercy on you, the prince has mercy on you, and the grass-roots people just said, so to speak, my lord, what my lord got is a happy pulse!"

Ye Huaiqing: "My special?"

nonsense!Yan Yanglie almost choked on a mouthful of water.

Ye Huaiqing asked again: "Say it again, dare to talk nonsense, I will let the prince destroy your nine clans."

Yan Yanglie: "..."

The old doctor was very frightened, and he said for mercy again: "Caomin has practiced medicine for many years, so he can't get the wrong pulse, my lord, third son, please spare me!"

Ye Huaiqing touched Yan Yanglie's belly subconsciously, but he didn't touch any swimming rings, and Yan Yanglie beat him back halfway.

"You back down." Yan Yanglie waved his hands, taking it all as Ye Huaiqing's joke.

"Thank you, my lord, for not killing me."

"Wait." Ye Huaiqing grabbed the old doctor and asked, "Old doctor, is this prince really a happy pulse?"

Seeing that the third son still didn't believe it, the old doctor asked: "Third son, does your lord like sour food recently?"

Yan Yanglie: "..."

Ye Huaiqing's chick pecked at the rice.

"How about nausea and vomiting early in the morning, loss of appetite?"

Ye Huaiqing looked at Yan Yanglie, at this time Yan Yanglie frowned deeply, obviously.

"My lord, if all the symptoms are the same, then it's definitely a happy pulse, and it's been a month. It's just that this man gave birth..."

"Get out." Yan Yanglie said solemnly to the old doctor.

"Yes, the grassroots leave!" The old doctor picked up the medical box and ran out.

Ye Huaiqing touched Yan Yanglie's belly again, and said happily: "My lord, we are going to have a child!"

Yan Yanglie slapped open the hand on the lower abdomen, and said coldly: "Do you really believe the old blind man's nonsense?"

"I believe it!" Ye Huaiqing said firmly: "My lord, if I can come from another world, you may be pregnant with Liujia."

Yan Yanglie's eyelids twitched: "With me, I wouldn't have given birth. It's a shame, a joke."

Ye Huaiqing lowered his head and kissed the man's lips, begging: "My lord, after all, they are all our children. If the lord doesn't want outsiders to know, when the child is born, we can find a place where no one is around, okay?"

Yan Yanglie did not speak and fell into silence.

"Yan Yanglie, that is our flesh and blood." Ye Huaiqing hugged the man and tightened his arms: "My lord, I said that I will never let you down in this life, and I will do what I said. Yan Yanglie, let the child be born, Whatever you want me to do."

Yan Yanglie sighed inaudibly, yes.

"The child takes your last name."

"nonsense."

"Girls follow me."

"roll."

Ye Huaiqing bit the man's lips again, with a smile in his eyes: "I won't leave. My lord, let my concubine serve you for the rest of my life, okay?"

"..."

A thick layer of winter snow fell outside the window, and spring ushered in the blink of an eye.

Day after day, Ye Huaiqing watched Yan Yanglie's belly grow day by day, almost as big as a watermelon. There was still a trace of uncertainty at first, but he was completely washed away by the joy of being a father.

And Yan Yanglie, who also didn't believe it, often touched his belly and had morning sickness, and while he was dying, he couldn't finish the thing in his belly with his own hands, but he felt resentful but also really helpless.

In fact, when he was still the crown prince, he once glanced at a history book in Zangshu Pavilion. It was recorded that the Supreme Emperor was accidentally raped by a female cadre during the Pingde period. When she was pregnant, she only thought that she had to drop the fetus in her womb because of the dragon face.

Now, it turns out that a man can conceive...

Today, there was a busy market outside, Ye Huaiqing went out to buy candied haws for Yan Yanglie, and also satisfied himself by the way.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into a ragged old man on the way and took his purse away.

Just as he was about to return the purse, the old man asked him: "My lord, you feel tired recently. When you wake up in the morning, you lose a lot of hair, and there are still some gray hairs. It was cold last year, but you feel pain in your toes without any reason. ?”