After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

Shang Yuan quietly clutched the obscene trousers in his hands, and was about to get out of bed, when he heard a clear voice behind him: "Where are you going to go?"

Shang Yuan looked sneaky, secretly hid the things in his hands behind his back, and forced a smile: "I'm hungry, I'm going to...have breakfast..."

No matter how stingy a tyrant is, he can't even let him have breakfast.

Of course he didn't go back to eat breakfast, he just walked around behind the bed and threw a pair of underwear.

Huo Rong smiled slightly: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Shang Yuan hurriedly hid the obscene trousers behind his back.

"It seems that A Yuan can't stand it for one night," Huo Rong smiled, and asked with white hair sticking to his ear: "Since you wanted it last night, why didn't you take the initiative to find me?"

Huo Rong's extremely aggressive eyes slowly moved to his body again, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The young man only showed a section of his shiny calf at the hem of his robe. Since Shang Yuan has put his trousers in his hands, under this shirt...

Huo Rong's eyes darkened a little, he gently embraced Shang Yuan and said, "It's the time of the wedding, how can I let the queen be wronged?"

His hoarse voice brushed Shang Yuan's ears: "I owed Ah Yuan last night, and I will make it up to you..."

Shang Yuan: "..."

The tyrant still had a trace of fragile struggle at night, but at dawn, he returned to his former teeth-gnashing appearance.

The two were in a stalemate, and the inner eunuch who had helped them get up led people in a file, holding towels and clean clothes in their hands.

As if seeing the reborn parents, Shang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he doesn't want to hide anything, as long as he takes over the new clothes and can change them, he can barely be a decent normal person——

"You don't have to serve the Queen to dress today."

Shang Yuan, who was looking forward to the new obscene pants, almost gasped when he heard the tyrant's faint words.

He didn't wear anything under his body. At this time, the tyrant didn't say that someone would send him clothes quickly, and even did such a thing in front of others!Isn't this intentional to watch him joke to make him anxious!

The servants listened to the tyrant's instructions, and none of them would step forward to ask more questions. They simply regarded Shang Yuan as an invisible person. The new clothes are only a few feet away from him, but they can only make people sigh.

"Your Majesty..." Shang Yuan felt chilly all over his body, and hurriedly grabbed the sleeve of the tyrant who was about to go to court: "This is Your Majesty's dragon bed. If I stay here all day, if it spreads, it will be disrespectful to you." ..."

He has no clothes now, and he can hardly move without the quilt.

If the tyrant doesn't care about him, he can only huddle in the quilt for a day.

Huo Rong said slowly: "How can this be disrespectful to me? If it spreads out, others will only think that A Yuan is too tortured by me to get out of bed."

Shang Yuan gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty..."

"Since Ah Yuan put away his clothes so early, let's dry them properly." Huo Rong was fully dressed, smiling and looking down at Shang Yuan who was glaring at him by the bedside: "After two hours, you come to serve the queen and change clothes."

The internal supervisors responded in unison.

"In the future, if Ah Yuan wants to, he won't wake me up." Huo Rong said in his ear, "It's not as simple as waiting for two hours."

Huo Rong raised his eyebrows: "And the thing in your hand, wash it up and hand it to me, and I will seal it up."

Shang Yuan gritted his teeth——

On purpose, the Cheapskate Tyrant definitely did on purpose.

In this way, punish yourself for hiding.

Shang Yuan watched the hourglass tick by the bed, and finally survived for two hours.

He exhaled, let others manipulate him and put on his clothes.

He also endured the humiliation and went to the inner room to wash the thing. Since the tyrant has already spoken, he will definitely investigate when he comes back.

Nan Ping was already very anxious outside: "My lord, it's been half a day since the time we agreed on, why haven't you left the palace yet?"

Shang Yuan changed into a robe worn by ordinary men, and covered his head and face with a hood, only showing his delicate and fragile jaw: "Shut up, let's leave now—"

After all, he was already the empress, and after his mediation, Nanping finally came to serve in the palace.

Now is the day when Second Master Su went to the brothel, Shang Yuan originally planned to go out of the palace today, firstly to inquire about the friendship between Second Master Su and Huadan in the brothel, and secondly to find out whether the Su family has any relationship with the crown prince.

But now that he was delayed by the tyrant, it would be too late.

Can only go in a hurry, Shang Yuan arrived at the entrance of Huashui Pavilion, gently pulled the hood on his head, and covered his face vigilantly.

There are often court ministers here, and he is afraid of being seen by others and then spread to Huo Rong's ears.

In the brothel, someone arranged by Nanping had already appeared to respond, and quietly led Shang Yuan to the reserved private room.

This is a private corner near the window on the second floor. It has already been reserved, but the procuress of the brothel has noticed that the guests who reserved this place are always having fun in the private room next door, and no one has set foot here.

It just so happened that Nanping paid a high price to rent this place, and the old bustard was happy to earn the money, so she took him to the second floor.

Shang Yuan covered his face with a hood, and others could only see his graceful and slender figure, and his extravagant moves, and he was even more afraid to guess the origin.

Shang Yuan entered the private room, and as soon as he sat down, he heard a very familiar voice from the next door.

"Su Er, how are you going to give Gu the 1000 taels of silver?"

Shang Yuan was startled, it turned out to be Huo Congran.

This voice was cold and arrogant, and it also contained the coercion of the superior, which was quite different from the usual virtuous king who was always smiling.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I know that something happened to the Duke of Wei's mansion, and I am very anxious that your Highness will not be able to help you for a while." The voice was around 24:[-], very calm: "But as long as the minister wins this marriage, there will be a lot of money." Constant money..."

Shang Yuan frowned slightly.

The one called Su Er by the prince is precisely the fiancé that the younger sister is about to marry.

Then... the marriage this person talks about must be the engagement with Jian Jia...

"It's just a woman, how dare you boast such a big mouth?" Huo Congran snorted, "Do you know that there are still hundreds of weapons and a good sword that are poorly forged by a dead soldier who is alone?" One hundred taels of silver!"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, she is the daughter of the Duke of Wei. I heard from Lord An that the merchant left a lot of Zhuangzi's property to her..."

"But even if she marries you, it's still her dowry. Does she allow you to use it?"

That voice suddenly took on a gloomy tone: "She has nothing to do with being alive, so I still have to find a way..."

These few lines of dialogue were clearly heard in Shang Yuan's ears.

There was boundless coldness on his back——

In the original book, Jian Jia died of dystocia not long after her marriage, but the book didn't mention whether there was anything strange about that death...

There is also Lord Anhou mentioned by Su Er. Shang Yuan remembers that his stepmother was born in Yangzhou Shouma, but he has already recognized the value of Lord Anhou's family. Today, Lord Anhou is still Shang Que's uncle... …

Shang Yuan suddenly remembered that the property in their mansion had always been controlled by his stepmother, even the money his mother left for him and Jian Jia, if not for the tyrant, would have been held by his stepmother.

She is a woman from a Taoist family who has already lived the life of Mrs. Hou, who is rich and precious, and has only one merchant under her knees. Why is she so obsessed with the property left by her ex-wife... Could it be that she is obeying others and wants to move the money elsewhere? ?

Sitting in the car back to the palace, Shang Yuan was still thinking.

"My lord," Nan Ping said softly, "Don't be too sad, about the girl, let's say nothing to let her marry that wolf-hearted thing—"

Shang Yuan nodded heavily.

Yes, how could Jian Jia marry such a person?

This marriage is actually not difficult to withdraw, but he still wants to dig deeper——

They also talked about feeding the dead, it seems that Su Er must have an unclear relationship with Huo Congran behind this person.

He still only wanted to withdraw the engagement before, but now he wanted to know the truth more and more.

After all, this matter not only involves Jian Jia, but also has something to do with the tyrant's court——

Thinking of this, Shang Yuan couldn't help snorting.

I am really addicted to being a wife of a virtuous empress. He and Huo Rong were originally sweeping the door, but he rushed to clean up the court affairs for him.

After Shang Yuan returned to the palace, he was secretly thinking about how to find out about the Second Young Master Su. Xiao Jin had already come in and said, "Your Majesty, there is someone from outside the palace. It was arranged for you by the Respect Room, and the imperial physician from Ping'an Mai was specially invited." .”

Please peace pulse doctor? !

This is simply unheard of!

Shang Yuan wondered: "Is this Ping'an pulse only for me?"

"As usual, it is only given to the emperors, queens and concubines in the harem. Now that there is only you in the harem of His Majesty, this peace pulse is of course only for you."

Shang Yuan waved his hand and dismissed weakly: "Let him go, I don't need it later."

Xiao Jin smiled softly and said: "Speaking of the Ping An pulse, there are many benefits. The imperial doctor will take care of you according to the time, number of days, and your physical condition, so you must be happy as soon as possible..."

Shang Yuan's scalp tingled when he heard it.

Diagnose the pulse of the nobles in the palace?Be sure to be happy soon?

What kind of pulse can be diagnosed by the nobleman in the palace? To put it bluntly, it is not for the sake of recuperating and conceiving a baby...

If the imperial physician of Pinganmai then babbled on some parenting sutras to me, I would almost suffocate just thinking about it.

Shang Yuan shook his head and said, "No need... let him leave early..."

"This slave can't be the master..." Xiao Jin said: "As usual, the imperial doctor will ask you for a safe pulse every week. This is recorded at the imperial hospital..."

Shang Yuan paused, and suddenly thought of someone: "Can you appoint an imperial physician for this matter?"

Xiao Jin smiled and said: "All the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital are at your disposal."

Shang Yuan's eyebrows showed thought: "I remember later, there is a... named Jian Qing in Tai Hospital, you go, ask him to come over and ask for pulse!"

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Sorry for the lateness = the cutie who left the message has a red envelope to compensate, and quietly stated that tomorrow will be updated after nine o'clock——