I'm still so majestic

Yan Ji paused her fingers, her heart skipped a beat and her thoughts suddenly came to her.

If it was in the past, Yan Ji would definitely kill the weeds, but now it is different, he chose to be with Xie Wenzhuo, so there are some things that need to be carefully considered.

This kid has to stay.

Thinking about it, Yan Ji looked up at Xie Wenzhuo, who was also looking at him. The moment their eyes met, Yan Ji saw a pair of gentle eyes with comprehension and indulgence, and then the owner of those beautiful eyes lightly She took his hand lightly and nodded to him.

Yan Ji closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Zheng, please remember, this child was not born by Zhou Mengjun, nor is he of Yan Zhou's blood. He is my child, my only little prince, the son of Daqi future Your Majesty, do you understand?"

Imperial Physician Zheng was startled, and immediately kowtowed: "I understand."

"I don't want to hear any rumors about the little prince's life experience, you know how to do it, step back."

Imperial Physician Zheng responded, and left Xuanjing Hall after saluting.After he left, Yan Ji leaned on the couch, subconsciously stroking the Buddhist beads on his wrist with his fingers. After a while, the light above was blocked, and Xie Wenzhuo stood in front of him: "Your Majesty, since this is the case, Yan Zhou cannot stay."

Yan Ji understood what Xie Wenzhuo meant.

If there was no such child, it would be enough for Yan Zhou to suffer so much in Sihan Pass, and it doesn't matter if he lives.But now that there is a little prince, Yan Zhou is determined not to stay any longer. He wants to avoid all future troubles, ensure the peace and prosperity of the Great Qi, avoid troubles for the little prince, grow up in purity and glory, and then support the lives of millions of subjects.

Yan Ji's eyes darkened: "It's true that I can't stay, but I'm not willing to let him die so happily. That's it, let him suffer in Sihan Pass first, and wait until one month before the little prince is born... Let's do it."

An understatement.

Xie Wenzhuo said softly: "Okay, these ministers are just worried." Just don't get your hands dirty.

Yan Ji heard the meaning behind his words, and smiled: "It's not too late, I was planning to go for a walk with you in the Royal Garden after I came back, but I was disturbed by Zhou Mengjun, I don't know if Zhou Taifu is still interested in fighting with me now." Traveling together?"

He responded with a soft kiss on the forehead.

……

When they came back in the afternoon, Shaohe notified Zhou Mengjun that he was awake, and they went to see her.

Zhou Mengjun was placed in the Qingyu Hall by Shao He.

When they entered, she was in a daze with her hair lowered, her hands were stroking her belly lightly, with a vague smile on her lips.

Hearing the voice, she raised her head: "Your Majesty, thank you Taifu."

Yan Ji hummed, sat down at the table, and looked at her from a distance: "You insist on seeing me in Miyagi today, why?"

"It was originally there, but now it's gone." Zhou Mengjun smiled, his appearance was very gentle: "There are still five months, Your Majesty, I will entrust him to you, so naturally I won't embarrass you. It’s all going to settle.”

All three are smart people, and some things will suffice here.Yan Ji ordered Shao He to exchange for Imperial Physician Zheng, who took care of him temporarily in the side hall, then said nothing, and went back to Xuanjing Hall with Xie Wenzhuo, Zhou Mengjun sat down and bowed his head, his hands still on his lower abdomen , For a long time, there were cold tears dripping on the clothes at hand, at one point, at two points, at three points...

Until the tears fell like rain.

at night.

After taking a bath, Yan Ji lazily leaned on the couch, and played with Xie Wenzhuo's hair with his fingers bored. You have taught me, and you have lost the responsibility of the emperor's teacher, what should you do?"

Xie Wenzhuo smiled softly: "Why don't you punish the minister to serve His Majesty tonight, or longer?"

"That can't be done." Yan Ji said in his heart whether he was going to punish you or me. Just as he was about to say something to defraud the beast in clothes, he thanked the magistrate when he raised his head and bumped into those smiling eyes, and was thrown away by Su in an instant. Abandoned armor: "Forget it?"

"Ok?"

Xie Wenzhuo lowered his head, his eyebrows were affectionate, Yan Ji was unconsciously touched, and he rubbed his nose absentmindedly: "If the Grand Tutor resumes the duties of the emperor's teacher, then these will be avoided. The Tai Tutor thinks this is appropriate?"

"I can't ask for it." Xie Wenzhuo's voice was magnetic and sexy, without getting up, he reached out to the bed and found a book that Yan Ji had never seen before from under the pillow, squinting his eyes: "I wanted to talk to Your Majesty about this a long time ago. Ben, now seems like the right time."

Obviously premeditated.

"Hey." Yan Ji gave him a disgusted look, but she felt that she was upright and lay down, her peach blossom eyes were tender, soft and tender, and amazingly beautiful: "It is said that Xie Taifu's Long Zhang Feng is stunningly beautiful, but I want to take a good look, If you don’t teach well, you are not allowed to come up.”

What responded to him was the latter's finger on his calf, scorching hot, but Xie Wenzhuo's eyes were even hotter by the temperature, his dark eyes met Yan Ji's, and he lowered his voice: "Then Let's start with the title page..."

As he spoke, what seemed to be in his mouth was the content on the pages of the book, but his eyes kept stopping on Yan Ji, and Yan Ji had long since lost his mind to listen to him, and all his attention was on Xie Wenzhuo's fingers. Very skillful, slowly upward from Yanji's calf, lightly tap, outline, and then circle around, lightly touch the key parts, itching, can't stop.

This had already been teased to the extreme, but Xie Wenzhuo didn't think it was enough. He gently touched Yanji's ear with his lips: "Your Majesty, is the minister serving you well? Is it comfortable... Why doesn't Your Majesty speak? It seems uncomfortable, then How about this...Your Majesty, is it hot?"

quite exciting.

Yan Ji opened his eyes and gave him a dissatisfied stare, almost no lethality, full of charm, his whole body was full of lingering color because of desire, his eyes looked over with mist, fell into Xie Wenzhuo's eyes, and after breathing a little heavier, the previous Fingers are replaced by lips and tongues.

Yan Ji couldn't help crying out, lowered his head and looked at Xie Wenzhuo pitifully, the latter's parts moved, his lips and tongue ignited all over his body, vaguely provoking, but he didn't let it go, in the end, Yan Ji was finally Unable to restrain himself, he got up and pressed Xie Wenzhuo down, straddled him, reached out and grabbed his skirt to meet his gaze: "Are you going to do it or not?"

A deep light flashed in Xie Wenzhuo's eyes: "So Your Majesty likes this posture?"

At such a time, who cares about being cheeky and shy, Yan Ji tilted his head, leaned forward lightly, and licked his lips with a smile: "So... come or not?"

The waist was instantly held by a pair of hot hands, and the heat wave returned.

……

Then they had a blast.

One month before Zhou Mengjun gave birth, Xie Wenzhuo moved his hand to Sihan Pass. After the concealment, Prince Duan, who used to be invincible in the past, just died outside Baqianlihan Pass. His internal organs were completely broken, and his body was divided by wild beasts After eating, the bones melted into the ice and snow, and nothing was left in the end.

No one would care about the life and death of a deposed king, the news of his death didn't even make it to the capital, and just disappeared in the snowstorm at the border.

One month later, Zhou Mengjun suddenly had a severe pain in his abdomen at night. The imperial hospital was busy all night with his companions. Yan Ji and Xie Wenzhuo waited outside the hall. Their hearts were disturbed until dawn when they heard the sound of a baby crying inside. Lying next to Zhou Mengjun, wrinkled and unrecognizable, Zhou Mengjun struggled to support himself and looked at him, his eyes were full of tenderness, but his eyes could not stop.

Yan Ji was on the side, and waited until Zhou Mengjun stopped crying before walking over: "Miss Zhou."

Zhou Mengjun wiped away his tears, looked pale and raised his head: "It's finally time, it's good."

Yan Ji frowned, he really wanted to say that if you wanted to, you could stay in the palace incognito and be a nanny, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.

Compared with worries about the future, these soft hearts are nothing at all.

Zhou Mengjun has a delicate heart, knows what he means, and smiled: "Your Majesty, I don't know if anyone has told you that you are a good person."

Suddenly being issued a good person card, Yan Ji felt a little embarrassed, and heard Zhou Mengjun say: "Wang... Yan Zhou, is he still alive?"

"..."

"I don't want to be here anymore, I know it, but I still want to ask." Zhou Mengjun smiled with difficulty: "Your Majesty, I know what he looks like in the eyes of others, cold-blooded, cruel, greedy, no matter how you look at it, he is not a good man Good man, I know this too, but ah... no matter how bad he is, I still remember that year, when I was forced by my parents to marry a butcher in the east of the city, I didn’t want to, so I ran out. In front of me, tell me, do you want to come with me?"

"I said yes back then, and now I can't leave him, so I can only bear this child, but this is actually better, at least he can live smoothly." Zhou Mengjun stroked the child's cheek gently with his fingers, and smiled again: "And this, I can't give."

She said softly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I said before that I would not embarrass you. This is not a lie."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Mengjun withdrew his hand, his eyes were red, but there were no tears. He smiled and lowered his head to kiss the child's forehead. When he raised his head again, his face was full of determination: "Your Majesty, take him away."

Yan Ji understood what she meant by saying that she would not embarrass herself, and felt a little bit sad, but she didn't say much, and glanced at Xie Wenzhuo who was beside her.

The latter understood, stepped forward, bent down, carefully picked up the child, and walked out together. When they reached the door, Yan Ji looked back, and Zhou Mengjun sat on the couch and stared at him. Laugh desolate and desperate.

The wooden door was closed, Yan Ji sighed softly: "It's the last time, send her back to the palace."

For such a woman, he actually admired her courage.

In the evening of that day, news of Zhou Mengjun's death came from the palace. She committed suicide by taking poison. When she died, she was wearing the red wedding dress she had when she married Yan Zhou, lying on the brocade quilt, with a peaceful and comfortable expression.Yan Ji ordered someone to collect her body and bury her at the place where she first met Yan Zhou.

The next day, the emperor left the palace, the reason was not stated, and the court affairs were temporarily handled by the Taifu. When he left, he was alone, but when he returned, he had a baby in his arms. He named him Yan Changze and made him the crown prince.

The courtiers all speculated about the prince's life experience. In the end, they only guessed that it was the root that His Majesty had fallen in with the folk women in the past. Now that he has found it, no one knows how.

And just after the crown prince toured for three months, the frontier urgently reported that Chifang could no longer hold back after fighting Heji for several months. On May [-]th, the prophet's prophecy flowed out, and the great luck and killings came, causing disasters and chaos If you want to avoid disasters, you should get rid of them first.

On the same day, the emperor of Chifang, Yun Muzhi, issued a letter of war, uniting with South Vietnam and other four countries, claiming to obey the destiny and officially declare war.