Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Shen Beizhan was very excited to get this precious dragon tongue bow.

He couldn't wait to shoot several arrows at the target. As expected, he felt great and had infinite power. Each arrow passed straight through the target without any obstruction.

He really liked this bow so much that his impression of Cha Jiu also increased a lot.

The system reminded that the favorability reached 30.00%, which was ten points higher than before.

Cha Jiu couldn't laugh or cry.

As expected, he is a martial arts fanatic. A woman's tenderness and affection are far less attractive to him than a weapon.

"Your Highness, is there anything you want?" Bai took Cha Jiu's bow, and Shen Beizhan could not help but return the favor.

Cha Jiu said meaningfully: "You can do whatever you want?"

Shen Beizhan said without hesitation: "Your Highness, no matter what your command, I will do my best."

To show his determination, he added: "Even if you ask me to shave my beard now, I will be willing to do it."

He regards this beard as his life, and Cha Jiu is not unaware of this.

She said: "No, it doesn't matter about appearance and behavior. As long as you don't offend others, just be yourself."

Shen Beizhan was startled: "I thought you were annoying."

Cha Jiu asked, "Why should I hate it?"

"Beards are not considered beautiful in Beijing."

"Why should you care about other people's opinions?" Cha Jiu expressed his thoughts.

Shen Beizhan looked at Cha Jiu seriously again, with even more appreciation in his eyes.

Sure enough, the rumors cannot be trusted at all.

The character of this squeamish princess is quite to his liking.

……

The current emperor is nearly forty years old, but his physical strength is not slack and he is keen on hunting.

After he shot the first arrow into the running deer, the hundreds of hunters behind him who were ready to attack dared to raise their whips and rush into the deep forest.

The emperor went back to the tent to change clothes, while the female relatives were sitting in the shade, playing leaf cards, or chatting to relieve their boredom, waiting for the men to return with their prey.

Most of the noble ladies in the capital have their own small circles, where they sit together and enjoy themselves.

Chajiu is a little deserted here.

Song Heng had broken his bow and arrow, and the spare one was not good enough, so he did not participate in the hunt.

He could only wait in the camp and endure Yuan Yao's chirping complaints about the injustice he had suffered at Cha Jiu's place a few days ago.

"...The most hateful thing is that when I went home and told my father about this, my father felt that it was my fault."

Yuan Yao was angry and turned around to see Song Heng distracted: "Brother-in-law, are you listening to me?"

Song Heng came back to his senses, and a gentle and patient smile suddenly appeared on his face: "I'm listening."

Seeing Yuan Yao's angry look, Song Heng had an idea in his mind: "The princess and we are monarchs and ministers after all. It's not good to get too serious about this matter. Let's do this. I'll go and ease up with the princess on your behalf so that she can be called upon." Don’t make things too difficult for you in the future.”

Yuan Yao's eyes turned red after hearing this, and she was very moved: "Brother-in-law, I have wronged you. You are really the best man in the world. Sister, if you can be your husband in this life, do you have any regrets?"

Song Heng was helpless and pampered, and scratched her nose: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you call me brother-in-law, I will treat you as my dearest sister. What's wrong with doing these things?"

With the excuse, Song Heng naturally approached Cha Jiu in front of everyone.

The area around Chajiu was very quiet. Chenxiang went to change the tea, leaving only Qingdai fanning her.

Qingdai has always been secretive, so Song Heng didn't care about her presence.

"Your Highness." Song Heng saluted.

Chajiu propped his head and looked at the hunting exit boredly.

Shen Beizhan should come out from there.

"If you need to see me, please give me a greeting card first." Chajiu didn't even give him the peripheral vision, "Don't let the world think that I am pestering you again."

Song Heng vaguely knew what Cha Jiu was irritating about him.

"Your Highness." Song Heng smiled bitterly and changed his title: "...A Yuan."

"In the past, you asked me to call you Ayuan, but I was always reluctant. I was afraid of overestimating each other's identities, and also afraid of... overstepping my own heart."

"I know you've been upset that I didn't give you a straightforward response, but I really have my reasons."

"I have been guarding my dead wife for too long, and restraining my feelings has become a habit. It's not that I don't love you, but I can't love you. I have my dead wife in my heart, but that doesn't mean I don't have you."

"Having said this, do you still doubt my heart?"

Chajiu couldn't help but stop Qingdai: "Stop fanning, I'm a little chilly."

Qingdai also put down her fan and touched the goosebumps on her arms.

Chu Mengwan in the distance frequently raised her head to look at Chajiu while chatting and laughing, her eyes dark.

After the chill in his body subsided, Cha Jiu glanced sideways at Song Heng, who was pretending to be pretentious: "Are you serious about what you said?"

Song Heng was overjoyed, but his face was firm and calm: "Sincerely, I dare to swear on the jade pendant left by my late mother."

After saying that, he put a two-color begonia flower hollow jade in his sleeve on the table.

Said to be a token of his deceased mother, he actually bought it casually.

How could Song Heng really leave his own token to Cha Jiu?

The corners of Chajiu's lips curled up slightly: "Well, if you want me to believe you, then show some concrete actions. If not, go to the prime minister's house first, burn your deceased wife's spiritual tablet, and then resign as Commoner, I will never enter the imperial court again."

Song Heng's expression changed.

Chajiu thought: "Father will not allow me and Shen Bei to fight and divorce. In this case, you can be my lover. I will buy you a house on the outskirts of the city. When I stop being an official, I will grow vegetables and sweep the house." Sweep the floor... Anyway, don't be idle, I don't care for idlers."

Song Heng seemed to be frightened by her words and couldn't wake up for a long time.

Shen Beizhan walked up to the two of them with the prey in hand and was so stunned that he couldn't stand upright with laughter at these words.

Chajiu saw him out of the corner of his eye, and his originally cold and mocking eyes suddenly became as bright and bright as a sunny day when the dark clouds were driven away: "Are you back?"

Shen Beizhan noticed this change and was in a good mood: "Well, today's hunting is over."

He easily lifted the prey in front of Cha Jiu and deliberately swept Song Heng's jade pendant that expressed his sincere love to the ground.

The jade pendant was broken into several pieces.

Song Heng's face was very ugly.

Although this jade pendant is not a real token of his deceased mother, he spent a lot of money to buy it.

How rude is Shen Si?

Shen Beizhan looked down at the broken jade pendant with a perfunctory and false smile: "Sorry, I accidentally broke it. But I have a lot of this kind of stuff in my house. I will send you ten or eight to apologize someday."

Chajiu frowned as he listened to his sincere apology.

Laughing at him again?

Shen Beizhan stared and pretended to raise the tiger head in his hand to scare her.

Cha Jiu laughed and scolded: "Childish."

Song Heng's eyes were stung by the harmonious relationship between the two people in front of him. His tone was a little sour: "The general's family is rich, but some friendships cannot be bought with money."

"Oh?" Shen Beizhan lowered his eyes and kicked the fragments of the jade pendant on the ground casually: "It's not money, is it a fake jade pendant?"

Song Heng's eyelids twitched and he almost wondered if Shen Beizhan knew something.

He calmed down and quickly changed the subject: "I'm talking about a gift for a woman. Although this prey is good, it is very scary and full of murderous aura. If I give it to His Highness, I am afraid it will conflict with the merits and luck."

Shen Beizhan raised his eyebrows: "So, you don't usually eat meat, you only eat vegetarian food?"

Song Heng: "..." That's not what he meant.

Shen Beizhan: "Or do you want His Highness to only eat vegetarian food to accumulate merit?"

Song Heng: "..." That's not what he meant.

Shen Beizhan mentioned the white tiger and said to Chajiu, "This tiger skin is used to make warm bed cushions for His Highness in winter."

He held up a number of foxes in his other hand: "These are for making cloaks."

Cha Jiu hadn't put forward the terms of gratitude for Dragon Tongue Bow yet, so Shen Beizhan thought of hunting some prey first to express his feelings.

She looks delicate, she must be afraid of the cold in winter, right?

Those warm furs are destined to come in handy.

Chajiu stroked the soft fur, his eyebrows gentle: "I like it very much."

She seems to be talking about these superficial things.

It seems that there is more than just these superficial things.

Shen Beizhan was satisfied.

The princess really knows her stuff.

He kicked the pile of jade fragments at his feet further away in disgust.

The fragments are scratchy, but don't hurt the princess's feet.