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

"Cousin, wuwuwu..." Seeing Shang Yuan, Jing Zhizhi felt ashamed and lay on the ground crying.

This time, not only did she fail to ruin Nan Yan's face, but she also let her cousin see her in such a shameful state. She wanted to die.

Shang Yuan's eyes became increasingly angry. He looked at the maid beside him and said in a deep voice, "Tell me what happened."

The maid quickly replied, "Your Highness, the princess sprained her ankle and fell down. I don't know if she broke any bones, so I don't dare to help her up casually for fear of aggravating the injury."

As soon as she finished speaking, the imperial physician arrived.

Shang Yuan: "Show it to the princess."

After the imperial physician examined her, Jing Zhizhi only had skin abrasions and no bone injuries.

Jing Zhizhi hated Nan Yan in her heart and felt that Nan Yan was deliberately trying to embarrass her and that was why she wasn't letting her get up.

If Nan Yan knew what Jing Zhizhi was thinking, she would definitely congratulate her, because she guessed right and she did it on purpose.

She asked the maids to help Jing Zhizhi to Yilan Palace near the Imperial Garden to bandage her abrasions.

Shang Yue fell behind a few steps, his expression stern, his dark eyes filled with warning, and he said coldly: "King Chen, don't covet things that don't belong to you."

Shang Yuan looked up, and the two men's eyes met. One was as deep as ink, the other was evil and wild, and sparks flew immediately.

Suddenly, Shang Yuan curled his lips and smiled nonchalantly, "Don't worry, my royal brother. I know my identity."

Looking at Shang Yue's back, Shang Yuan clenched his hands tightly under his sleeves, veins popped out, and a fierce light flashed in his half-closed eyes.

After Jing Zhizhi's wound was bandaged, she and Shang Yuan left the palace.

In the afternoon, Nan Yan thought about how busy Shang Yue had been in reviewing memorials these days, so she asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of nourishing soup and personally delivered it to Shang Yue.

When Nan Yan arrived at the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, Wang Dequan was waiting at the door.

"Slave, please see the Queen."

"Please stand up, Eunuch Wang. I'll have to inform the Emperor. I've brought him a bowl of soup."

Wang Dequan smiled and said, "Empress, the Emperor has told you that you can just go in directly when you arrive, no need to inform him."

Nan Yan didn't expect him to be so thoughtful that he even gave all these things. She carried the soup into the Yangxin Palace.

Wang Dequan looked at Nan Yan's back with a happy face.

The Queen is not only beautiful, but also has a good personality. She is very gentle to the servants. It is a blessing for the Shang Dynasty to have such a Queen.

This was Nan Yan’s first visit to the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, which could be described in one word – magnificent.

The man in front of the desk was reviewing memorials with his head down. When he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw that it was Nan Yan. A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Yan'er, why are you here?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "I brought you some soup."

Shang Yue was delighted. He put down the memorial in his hand, stood up and took the plate. "Just tell someone to carry it. Why are you carrying it yourself?"

Nan Yan smiled. She was not a porcelain doll. “It’s just a bowl of soup. It won’t tire me out.”

She urged again, "It's just the right temperature now, drink it quickly! It will get cold soon."

"Okay." This was the first time Yan'er brought him soup, so of course he wanted to drink it.

Shang Yue put the plate on the round table beside him, picked up the soup spoon with his bony hands, and took a sip.

I don’t know who made the soup today, but he felt it tasted particularly good.

Nan Yan looked at the Yangxin Palace curiously. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and her gaze paused at a certain place.

She turned around and looked at the man who had finished his soup, pointed at the Guilin landscape painting on the wall and said in surprise: "This is a painting I made in Jinling, how come it is here with you?"

Shang Yue stood up and walked to her side, with a gentle look on his face, and said, "When I first arrived in Jinling, I casually walked into a shop selling calligraphy and paintings. This painting hanging inside immediately caught my eye, and I liked it very much, so I bought it."

He grabbed Nan Yan's waist and held her in his arms, "Later I found out that this was drawn by you."

He felt that he and Yan'er were destined to be together. Otherwise, how could they fall in love with each other at first sight? He also bought Yan'er's first painting.

Nan Yan listened with some emotion. This was fate and there was no way to avoid it.

In the following time, Nan Yan familiarized herself with the affairs of the palace as quickly as possible and managed everything in order.

The Queen Mother praises her every day.

~~~

It is rare that there is no sun in midsummer. Thick clouds surround the sun, so it is not as hot outside as usual, but still stuffy.

There are five ice basins in the main hall of Changle Palace.

Nan Yan was wearing a gauze dress and lying on the soft couch. Her fair skin was glowing and her face was peaceful as she slept.

As soon as Shang Yue arrived at the palace gate, he saw such a beautiful scene of a beauty lying on the couch.

Yin Ling, who was walking over with a fruit plate, was about to salute when Shang Yue stopped her, "Put the fruit on the table and keep your voice down."

Yinling sighed, saying that the emperor really doted on the queen, and she was happy for her young lady.

She walked lightly, put the fruit plate on the table as instructed, and left quietly.

Shang Yue walked in, looking at her sleeping face, he suddenly felt a little sleepy too.

He picked up the woman and carried her sideways. Nan Yan frowned slightly, smelled a familiar scent, rubbed against the man's arms, and fell asleep again.

The man looked at her kitten-like movements, smiling, and gently placed her on the bed. Then, he took off his coat, got on the bed, held the woman in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Nan Yan was awakened by the heat. She felt like a furnace was surrounding her tightly and scorching her. She opened her eyes and saw that it was indeed this man who was holding her.

She removed the big hand from her waist and rolled inside.

Shang Yue opened his hazy eyes and realized that his arms were empty. When he saw Nan Yan inside, he subconsciously moved over and wanted to hug her.

Nan Yan stretched out a hand to quickly block him, with a look of disgust on her face, "Don't come over, it's so hot, I'm sweating all over."

Because of the heat, her clothes slipped down in her sleep, half exposing her shoulders, and she wanted to say something but hesitated.

The man, who was already full of anger, seemed about to explode.

He grabbed Nan Yan's hand with one hand, and with an effort, Nan Yan was pulled into his arms.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Nan Yan exclaimed.

"Of course..." The man didn't finish his words, but directly possessed Nan Yan and used actual actions to tell her what he was going to do.

"Well~ what are you doing? It's still... um... daytime!" Nan Yan's charming voice came out intermittently.

Then the man's hoarse voice sounded, "It's not like we haven't done this before during the day."

"But~ um~ it's too hot... um~"

Summer clothes are thin to begin with, and with just a few moves, the man was able to show his affection to each other.

In the following game, Nan Yan had no ability to resist and could only lie down and enjoy it.

Although she was obviously stronger than most men, it was useless in front of him.

Half an hour later, Nan Yan's hair was disheveled, strands of hair stuck to her face, and she was sweating all over.

In this weather, I’ll sweat if I move a little, let alone big movements!