Get dressed quickly and get pregnant: Emperor Jue will give birth to a baby for me

Full of warmth and lust!

After dinner, Emperor Jiahe refused to leave.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go back to the Yangxin Palace to take a look?"

"It's the same thing when I come back early tomorrow morning."

Anyway, no one can drive him away now.

Emperor Jiahe looked outside and saw that the sky was getting darker little by little.

Night fell.

Emperor Jiahe looked at Bei Lingyao thoughtfully.

He slept from morning to evening and had an unstoppable dream.

Bei Lingyao pretended not to know what he was thinking, and said softly: "I have just eaten. I will accompany the emperor to the garden for a walk to eat."

"it is good"

Emperor Jiahe took the initiative to hold Bei Lingyao's hand, feeling very strange.

When he was in Bei Lingyao's body, he felt nothing.

But now as I look at her holding her, I can't help but want to get closer and go further.

If it weren't for years of self-control, Emperor Jiahe felt that he might not be able to control it.

The two were walking in the garden. Although the Yongshou Palace was lit with lanterns, the light was still a little dark in some places.

Emperor Jiahe's big palm gradually became warm.

Bei Lingyao felt that it was almost done, and she did not continue to grind him.

"Your Majesty, let's go back to the room."

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Jiahe couldn't wait to hug her and leave.

If it wasn't for the sake of image, I probably would have picked her up and ran away.

Returning to the dormitory, Emperor Jiahe slammed the door shut.

After a burst of rustling sounds, beautiful musical notes sounded.

Night after night is long, this movement lasts forever.

Early the next morning, Emperor Jiahe, who had always been self-disciplined, almost couldn't get up and didn't even think about it.

"Your Majesty, please get up quickly. The morning court will be held soon."

Bei Lingyao urged him and quickly stood up to dress him.

When Zhang De came in, he saw that Emperor Jiahe was like a good baby, letting Zhuang Guifei serve and put on clothes and shoes, and he could not open his eyes.

Zhang De was a little dumbfounded. The emperor consummated his marriage with Concubine Zhuang last night.

But looking at this situation, it is the emperor who is tired, looking like he has been hollowed out, but the concubine Zhuang is fine.

Isn’t it possible for the emperor to do this?

Zhang De immediately thought of mentioning to the imperial kitchen that it was time to give the emperor a supplement.

Be it the waist or the whip, please give the emperor a good mending.

Bei Lingyao didn't know that her actions made Zhang De think that Emperor Jiahe was in trouble.

"Your Majesty, this servant will help you wash up."

Emperor Jiahe hummed, opened his eyes, washed his face, poured water on his face, and patted it to wake himself up.

After washing, Zhang De had breakfast prepared and asked Emperor Jiahe to go out to eat.

Emperor Jiahe gritted his teeth as he looked at Bei Lingyao, who looked like she was about to send him off respectfully, "Why is there nothing wrong with you?"

Still in such good spirits.

"The emperor is the one who contributed, but I just have a little pain in my back."

Bei Lingyao couldn't help but help her waist.

She didn't say it was okay, but when she did, Emperor Jiahe also felt pain in his back.

He wanted to hold his waist and walk out, but then he put his hand down and said, "You have a good rest, I won't come until tonight."

"The concubine sends the emperor respectfully."

Bei Lingyao was lucky enough to send Emperor Jiahe out.

After breakfast, Emperor Jiahe, who left Yongshou Palace, thought back on his night of indulgence and felt it was too crazy.

But I couldn’t stop thinking about it in my heart.

It's just that his physical strength is not as good as Bei Lingyao's, which makes Emperor Jiahe a little frustrated.

The whole person fell into self-doubt.

Before going to court in the morning, Zhang De brought a bowl of ginseng chicken soup.

Emperor Jiahe drank silently and decided to exercise every morning and evening from now on.

"You share the rest of the ginseng chicken soup to drink, and then let the imperial kitchen stew a cup and send it to the Yongshou Palace to give to the concubine Zhuang."

……

Bei Lingyao took one Longfengtai Pill and went back to sleep.

It feels so good not to have to go to morning.

But at Chen time, she had to go to Kunning Palace to pay her respects to the queen.

【drop! If the host successfully sleeps for the first time, he will be rewarded with ten points, and the host's total points will be 4150. 】

[System, won’t you release tasks now? ]

[The host is doing a good job and does not need to issue tasks. The most important thing about the childbirth system is pregnancy and childbirth. Sleeping and promotion are secondary. 】

Bei Lingyao curled her lips, it was not easy for her to earn some points.

Before midnight, Nanny Qu and Shiliu woke up Bei Lingyao.

After a while of preparation, Bei Lingyao arrived at Kunning Palace.

But in addition to Concubine Shu who was confined, there were also some sick people who came.

The queen arrived late.

But today, I am not in the mood to keep my concubines.

Her eyes fell on Bei Lingyao's face, and there was a burst of jealousy in her eyes.

She knew that Bei Lingyao was sleeping with him, and Tong Shi's records had been sent to her.

In just one night, Bei Lingyao became much more beautiful. Her whole body was as beautiful as a blooming flower.

There is a big difference between a pampered woman and a woman who is not pampered.

Those who are favored are like blooming flowers, and those who are not favored are like withered flowers.

Then she, the queen, seemed to be withering and withering.

Thinking of this, the queen felt unwilling for a while.

She would never allow herself to wither and wither.

As a queen, she was a young couple with the emperor, but the prince and princess died in infancy, and there was a gap in the relationship between the couple. The emperor has not touched her for a long time.

Even sometimes on the 15th day of the Lunar New Year, if there is a disaster or something, I will use this as an excuse not to come.

The queen calmed down when she thought of arranging for her confidant to return to her parents' home.

If the medicine was still available and effective, she would have a child soon.

Flowers do not have a hundred days of red, and people do not have a thousand days of good.

She didn't take a favored concubine seriously.

As long as she is the queen for a day, these charming girls are just concubines, and they can only be concubines.

Bei Lingyao saw the queen suddenly become confident and look down at the concubines.

If the palace is not dead, you will all be concubines.

Bei Lingyao has no sympathy for the queen, and she is also a person who can destroy her good cards.

I should have been sitting quietly on the Diaoyutai, watching the concubines fight to the death.

But he just couldn't help but let himself fall down, and he didn't do things cleanly, and it was seen out.

Those who hurt others will always be hurt.

Those who harm others will always be harmed.

After losing a pair of children, I don’t know if the queen has any regrets.

Just like Mrs. Yong'anbo did, she took action against the concubine's son, but she didn't expect that the concubine had exchanged children before that.

Instead, Mrs. Yong Anbo killed her own son.

Bei Lingyao's eyes lit up when she thought of this.

The original owner didn't know about this, she knew this through the world plot.

At this moment, Bei Lingyao could no longer sit still. The matter of Mrs. Yong Anbo killing her own son had to be revealed no matter what.

Now Yong'an's Mansion is indeed not chaotic enough.

Zhang Yuan, the Secretary of the Ministry of Accounts, went to ask for the account, but Yong'an Bofu could only come up with part of it.

Still dragging.

Her consciousness was staring at Uncle Yong'an's house. At this moment, Uncle Yong'an was very worried and didn't know what to do.

What can be sold has been sold, what can be borrowed has been borrowed, and the married women of the Lin family have been asked to help tide over the difficulties.

Mrs. Yong'an even had the idea of ​​letting Mrs. Yong'an die to delay time.

Although he was slapped and scolded by Yong Anbo, Yong Anbo was moved.

My mother died three years ago.

Three years is enough time.