After the heroine was robbed, save the paranoid villain

Xiao Chengji held Yan Yu and talked for a while. In the afternoon, Yan Yu felt drowsy after being inhaled by the soothing incense in the room.

But she had finally met Xiao Chengji, and was afraid that he would leave, so she tried hard to open her eyes, look at him, and say something to him.

Xiao Chengji kissed her on the corner of her lips: "If you want to sleep, take a nap. I will be watching you here."

"..."

Yan Yu grabbed a corner of his clothes with his hand and said nothing.

Xiao Chengji lifted her chin: "What's wrong?"

Yan Yu said: "I'm afraid you'll be gone when I wake up."

"No." Xiao Chengji said, "I will stay here with you until the baby is born."

What he said was true. The emperor's health was much better since summer than in autumn and winter. The emperor knew that he was thinking about the princess. What matters in the court could be more important than his little grandson?

If he is really a prince, then he is the crown prince, nothing can compare to him.

After dealing with these matters, the emperor let Xiao Chengji leave the capital.

Anyway, whatever is there will be delivered in less than half a day.

Yan Yu didn't quite believe it: "Really? You've never been there for me properly."

Seeing her worried about gains and losses, Xiao Chengji felt a little guilty: "Of course it's true. From today on, I will accompany you well and be by your side every day."

After he said this, Yan Yu finally felt relieved and fell asleep in his arms.

After she fell asleep, Xiao Chengji put her on the bed, slept beside her, and slept with her in his arms.

Xiao Chengji's sleep hasn't been very good recently, but this time, next to Yan Yu, he finally slept more soundly.

It was not until mid-afternoon that Yan Yu opened his eyes.

She touched Xiao Chengji's chin. Well, he didn't shave today, so it felt a little prickly.

She touched Xiao Chengji's face again and looked at him for a long time, a little absent-minded, so much so that she didn't notice that he had woken up.

The imperial physician said that they could have sex appropriately after three months, as long as they stopped in the last three months. However, Yan Yu was weak, and Xiao Chengji was afraid of any mishaps, so he never did anything to her. Even when he wanted to, he asked her to use her hands to help him.

He could have ignored this matter, after all, he had been through so many years before he met Yan Yu.

But as the two of them lay together and Yan Yu was so close to him, Xiao Chengji suddenly felt a little restless.

He held Yan Yu's face and bent down to kiss her.

Yan Yu felt a little pain from his kiss and frowned slightly, but she did not push him away. Instead, she gently grabbed his clothes.

He gradually kissed her down, bit Yan Yu's neck a few times, and finally let her go.

Yan Yu realized that he had a reaction now and must be feeling unwell, so he slowly went over to untie his belt.

Xiao Chengji held Yan Yu's hand and squeezed it gently.

In the evening, Xiao Chengji asked someone to bring in some water, and the two changed their clothes.

Yan Yu was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a thin gauze dress with a light purple robe underneath. Her long black hair was all scattered on her body. Her lips were a little swollen from his kiss, and her eyes were watery and she looked a little aggrieved.

Xiao Chengji was in a good mood. After changing her clothes, he brought her a pair of silk stockings.

Yan Yu kicked his shoulder.

Xiao Chengji half-knelt on the ground and gently held her feet. Her toes were stained a little red, and the light red reflected on the snow made her look particularly beautiful.

He used a little more force in his hands: "Stop it."

Yan Yu: "..."

Xiao Chengji put socks on her and changed her embroidered shoes. Only after her clothes and shoes were changed did he let her get out of bed.

During the evening meal, Xiao Chengji asked someone to invite Mrs. Cen and Zhang over.

Mrs. Cen was somewhat uneasy because the hierarchy between the emperor and his subjects was far above the normal seniority, and Xiao Chengji was the emperor's biological son, and the most favored one and the one most likely to inherit the throne.

The only person in the Shao family who can eat at the same table with him is probably not even Mrs. Cen’s husband, so it would be a stretch if the old man could come.

Xiao Chengji didn't care about these false formalities. Mrs. Cen was Yan Yu's aunt. Since Yan Yu treated her as his aunt, she was his aunt. He had to give her face when they met for the first time.

Seeing Madam Cen looking anxious, Zhang smiled and said, "It seems that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin dotes on our daughter. This is not a favor to us, but to our daughter. Madam, please go ahead."

Mrs. Cen thought about it and left.

She and Zhang had both heard that the King of Qin was cold, arrogant and moody, and they were very afraid that he would lose his temper at the dinner table.

Unexpectedly, although the King of Qin had a cold expression, he did not show any disdain for them and even let them both take a seat.

As Madam Cen's niece-in-law, Zhang didn't dare to sit down. She smiled and said, "I'll just help serve the dishes. In the past, we were the ones who served the Madam and the girls at home."

Yan Yu felt sorry for the sisters-in-law at home, so he said, "The old lady is not here, Third sister-in-law, you can sit down too."

There are so many maids here, there is no reason to ask the master to serve, so Xiao Chengji asked Zhang to sit down as well.

Zhang was usually bold and thought it would be bad to keep refusing, which might even embarrass the girl. So she decided to treat the meal as a family and sat next to Mrs. Cen.

Xiao Chengji didn't eat much. He just kept serving food to Yan Yu based on what he liked.

Today there was a delicious longan and white fungus soup. Yan Yu slowly drank half a bowl of it. Xiao Chengji served her some more and even asked the maid to open the jar and pick out a plate of fragrant bamboo shoots and shredded chicken to go with the porridge.

Mrs. Cen and Zhang were stunned.

To be honest, even in ordinary families, they have never seen men in the family serve women like this.

Under normal circumstances, even if those poor men who cannot afford to marry a woman in their eight lifetimes suddenly get lucky enough to marry a wife, they will not know how to cherish her and will just sit back and act like a boss.

Mrs. Cen suddenly remembered that a few years ago, a Taoist priest who was acquainted with the old lady came to their house. The Taoist priest did not know Yan Yu's identity, but he said that this young lady had a destiny of both fortune and luck, and that she would be able to turn misfortune into good fortune and her life would be more prosperous in the future.

Now it seems that what the Taoist said was really right. Even if the girl gets married, she doesn't have to serve her aunt and husband all day long and live such a good life.

After Mrs. Cen returned home, she calculated the days and felt that the girl was not far from giving birth.

Every time a woman gives birth to a child, it is like walking through the gates of hell.

There are so many literate men in the Shao family, but none of them are as lucky as the cousin in the boudoir. It doesn't matter whether Yan Yu's surname is Wen or Shao, because raising her in the family is just like raising one of the family's own, and everyone prospers and suffers together.

During this period, Mrs. Cen and Zhang copied Buddhist scriptures every night, hoping that the girl would give birth to a prince and that both mother and child would be safe.