With the system traveling through time, the queen always becomes a mother painlessly

"Mammy, Yinling, did Lezhi call me mother just now?"

"Yes, my queen, the little princess just called you mother." Yinling replied happily.

The others also smiled and nodded.

The little princess started talking when she was less than nine months old. She is so smart.

"It turns out that I wasn't hallucinating." Nan Yan kissed the little girl's cheek and praised her with a smile, "Our Zhizhi is really smart."

Suddenly, she felt a pair of small hands pulling her legs. Even without looking, she knew which little guy it was.

When she looked down, she saw her silly son pouting and pulling her legs, his two little hands were white and tender.

Meeting his beautiful phoenix eyes, the little girl suddenly smiled, revealing her two small lower teeth and the two upper front teeth that had just emerged.

It's so cute.

“Mother…Mother…Mother…Ah…”

He could only utter one word, and his whole face, like a white jade bun, turned red with anxiety.

Nan Yan put Le Zhi on the soft couch beside her, picked up little Le Yu, patted his back and coaxed him, "Alright, alright, Yu'er, don't worry, we'll take it slowly..."

"Yu'er is so smart. He can call me mother just like his sister..."

Coaxed the lost little guy.

She took off her shoes and sat in the middle of the blanket. The two children supported her body and walked in circles step by step, stumbling occasionally.

Ever since the two little ones were able to walk with the support of something, their favorite thing is to help their father and mother walk.

Until the two children were tired of playing and had their fill, they fell asleep like little pigs.

Shang Yue came back and went to the side hall to see the two little ones who were already asleep.

When he entered the inner hall, he saw Nan Yan lying on the bed with a smile on her face, humming a little tune he had never heard of before, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.

He walked over, leaned over and kissed her soft face, then squatted beside the bed and asked, "What interesting thing happened today? Why are you so happy?"

Nan Yan glanced at the man, turned over and lay on her side, looking into the man's eyes. Her dark pupils glowed like night pearls.

"Le Zhi Le Yu called me mother today."

She had a proud and delicate face like a little girl, not like a mother of two children at all.

Shang Yue was pleasantly surprised and said proudly, "As expected of our son, he is so smart and clever."

Then he realized that she was showing off to him, so he agreed with her and said, "You suffered so much when you gave birth to them, you should call them mother first."

Nan Yan was very satisfied with Shang Yue's answer.

"But they only shouted once. I taught them again and they learned it after a while."

"It's almost the end of the year and there are many things to do in the court. You should teach your sons and daughters to call you father, or else the second person they call you is mother."

The Empress Dowager had a leisurely life and came to Changle Palace almost every day. She watched the two children learn to walk and taught them to call her Imperial Grandmother.

He wasn't jealous if they called her the Queen Mother first, but if even the Empress Dowager was ranked before him, he would be jealous to death.

Nan Yan glanced at the man, a little speechless, "Why are you even jealous of your mother? Are you only three years old?"

A smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, and he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "If I were three years old, would I let you have sex with me tonight?"

Nan Yan's face flushed red, and she pushed the man away, angrily scolding him, "Go take a shower quickly, you are becoming more and more unruly."

The man chuckled and replied, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Quarter of an hour later, when Nan Yan was drowsy, she felt the mattress next to her sink.

The next second, the man's strong arms wrapped around her, and the hot temperature was particularly comfortable in the cold night.

But no matter how comfortable it was, Nan Yan's waist began to ache when she thought about the past.

She frowned, pushed the man a few times, and muttered, "Don't mess around, I'm sleepy."

"Yan'er, today is the first time Yu'er and Zhi'er have called me mother. Shouldn't we celebrate?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse, and he slowly crawled into her body. Her heart was suddenly filled with a tingling sensation.

She cursed inwardly, what a male enchantress who could bewitch people.

She moved her head and said in a vague voice, "Well~ Don't make excuses to benefit yourself."

"What do you mean by seeking benefits for yourself? Aren't you happy, Yan'er?"

She seemed to hear grievance in his voice.

Nan Yan suddenly woke up, stared at the man with wide eyes, "Stop talking, go to sleep."

After saying that, she pushed the man's arm away, turned over with her back facing him, and closed her eyes tightly.

The image of him trying his best to serve her at certain times came to mind...

Ahem! It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a god.

Shang Yue looked at the red ear in front of him, his lips curled up, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

He pulled the woman into his arms again, and the two of them pressed tightly together, the strong masculine scent instantly enveloped her.

The man suddenly spoke in a low voice, "Yan'er, you haven't answered my question yet."

Nan Yan closed her eyes and said nothing.

Shang Yue lifted up the strands of hair on her forehead and wrapped them around his slender fingers. He said softly, "It seems that Yan'er was not happy at all in the past. It was my fault for not taking good care of her."

"Yan'er, give me another chance, let me serve you well tonight."

The sudden wetness on her ears made her body tremble uncontrollably, and she bit her lower lip tightly.

He knew every sensitive spot of hers.

She moaned softly.

Then, Nan Yan's body was forced to turn over. The man turned over, supported himself on one side with one hand, and gently stroked her lower lip with a bite mark with the other hand.

He said distressedly, "There are bite marks all over it."

Afterwards, his lips pressed down, forehead, nose tip, lips, neck... wherever they touched, there was wetness.

The man's technique became more and more sophisticated, and Nan Yan couldn't resist at all.

Soon, her eyes became misty and her white jade-like skin exuded a faint pink color, driving people crazy.

The man's deep eyes were filled with surging emotions, which seemed even darker than the night outside the window.

He leaned over to her ear, his voice hoarse, "Yan'er, are you happy today?"

The woman's hands tightly grasped the bedspread, she couldn't suppress a soft moan from her throat, and her body trembled slightly.

"Hmm~" A white light flashed before my eyes, as if I had suddenly arrived in a fairyland on earth...

Nan Yan stared at the bed curtain absentmindedly, not yet recovering from the joy she had just experienced.

She was so quick...

Veins popped up all over his body, and in order to wait for her answer, he refused to take the next step.

Nan Yan bit her lip tightly and glared at the man.

The man suddenly chuckled, "It seems that Yan'er is still not happy. I will serve Yan'er well."

His eyes were full of grievance.

Nan Yan noticed his movements and surrendered immediately after being tortured by him. She replied weakly, "Happy, very happy..."

Instantly, the man's eyes lit up, "As long as Yan'er is happy."

The next second, he couldn't bear it any longer.

The cold white light of the Night Pearl filled the hall, casting two almost one silhouettes hidden by the gauze bed curtains.

Outside the temple, snow slid down from the branches, covering them with a layer of white. Perhaps affected by the temperature inside the temple, it turned into a pool of water and flowed into the cracks.