The general will give birth soon

This winter, it snowed heavily in Quyang. The chubby little Yuanyan was wearing a bright red satin jacket, holding an equally chubby golden incense burner in his arms. Through the red walls and golden tiles, he could see the goose-yellow wintersweet outside.

"Brother Heng, I want to go out and play!"

Little Xiao Yuheng was wearing a brocade robe with a fur collar, holding a book very quietly.

"Your Highness, I just started talking today..."

"But the snow will stop after a while, so it won't be fun!"

Little Xiao Yuheng turned his head to look out the window, showing hesitation, Xiao Yuanyan jumped off the wooden chair to pull the corner of Xiao Xiao Yuheng's clothes, and looked up like a baby.

"Brother Heng, can you just play for a while? You can ask A Yan to do whatever you want."

"Then... play a cup of tea and write a poem."

Xiao Yuanyan was taught to write poems before, but he never did the homework assigned, Xiao Yuheng was worried about what to do.

"En!" Xiao Yuanyan agreed without thinking, and rushed out.

The attendants followed up with the guards, and Xiao Yuheng also followed. Looking at the chubby figure having fun in the snow, he thought that the so-called poetry writing was probably just talking.

Xiao Yuanyan stepped on the snow vigorously first, then leaned over and scattered the snow into the air, then picked up snowballs and threw them at the surrounding attendants one by one.

Not long after, Xiao Yuanyan became hot all over from running, and simply rolled in the snow, and even covered his face with layers of snow flakes, feeling so cool and comfortable.

The attendants were terrified, and rushed up to hug Xiao Yuanyan, who was using the snow as a bed, but Xiao Yuanyan was still unwilling, pushing and shoving them away.

Little Xiao Yuheng was really worried, so he also went to the snow and squatted down.

Seeing him coming, Xiao Yuanyan breathed out with a blushing face before he could say anything consoling, "Brother Heng, has a cup of tea arrived yet?"

"It's already here, it's cold outside, His Highness is all wet, hurry back."

"I'm not cold, I'm very hot..." Xiao Yuanyan scratched his head, he still wanted to play.

"It's the easiest to catch cold like this."

Little Xiao Yuheng felt that Xiao Yuanyan's body was covered with snow and water. After thinking for a moment, his heart stopped. Regardless of whether it fits or not, he directly took off his cotton robe, then took off his own robe, and wrapped his hands around Xiao Yuanyan's body. Yan body.

Xiao Yuanyan suddenly had a very strange feeling.

He's wearing Brother Heng's clothes.

There is a fragrance on brother Heng's clothes, which smells very good.

In this dazed moment, Xiao Yuanyan was obediently led back to the house by Xiao Yuheng, and his attendants changed into dry clothes from head to toe.

As a result, at night, Xiao Yuanyan still had a fever.

All the servants of the Eastern Palace were punished, and Xiao Yuheng was no exception, but because of his meritorious service in changing Xiao Yuanyan's clothes, the punishment was less, and he only received ten punishments.

The next night, little Xiao Yuheng was lying on the bed reading a book.Suddenly the door was pushed open a small gap, and then the gap became wider and wider, and Xiao Yuanyan's fat body squeezed in.

"Brother Heng..."

Xiao Yuanyan was wearing a middle coat, a thick cloak with dragon patterns, and shoes with dragon patterns, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, muttering in his mouth, he hurried to the bedside, and climbed up with hands and feet.

These days, it has become a habit for him to look for little Xiao Yuheng whenever he falls asleep.

Xiao Yuheng hurriedly stepped aside, untied Xiao Yuanyan's cotton cloak, shook off the brocade quilt and wrapped it around Xiao Yuanyan's body, and touched his forehead. The heat basically disappeared, and Xiao Yuheng felt relieved.

"Brother Heng..." Xiao Yuanyan closed his eyes and grabbed Xiao Yuheng's arm, "Did they hit you? Because I was sick. I'm sorry, Brother Heng, I didn't mean it. Does it hurt?"

Little Xiao Yuheng smiled, and gently stroked Xiao Yuanyan's forehead, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I don't feel any pain."

"Brother Heng, I won't let others beat you in the future, never." Xiao Yuanyan gripped the quilt tightly.

Little Xiao Yuheng's heart warmed up, "Minister... Thank you Your Highness."

"Brother Heng, I've thought about the poem you asked me to write."

Xiao Yuheng was taken aback for a moment, he actually...remember?

"I'll read it to you." Xiao Yuanyan smacked his lips, "The winter wind is blowing, and Xuehua laughs haha. Brother Heng will be punished, and Ah Yan is very afraid..." Then he pouts, twists his body, and falls asleep completely.

Little Xiao Yuheng let out a chuckle, and also lay down in the quilt, gently hugging Xiao Yuanyan's fat body in his arms.

In the palace where the envoy lived, all the imperial physicians were present, with dignified expressions, and the attendants acted swiftly and nervously.

After the gold needle was stuck and the medicinal juice was poured, Xiao Yuheng frowned, trembled, moved around, stood up, but couldn't wake up.

The attendants pressed Xiao Yuheng's body, and Emperor Chengxuan insisted on sitting on the side of the bed holding his hand despite dissuasion, and kept talking about his childhood.

"Brother Heng, wake up quickly, A Yan is afraid..."

"Chinese New Year is coming soon. Do you remember the snow that year? Shang'an is different from Quyang. Shang'an is not that cold. It didn't snow in the past two years, and it may not be this year."

"Brother Heng, if it snows this year, you and I will still be rewarded, okay? I'll make another poem, and this time I'll do it well..."

Emperor Chengxuan put Xiao Yuheng's hand on his forehead, his praying eyes were red.

Xiao Yuheng had a dream.

He was wearing the envoy's robes, with a full-term pregnant belly, but it was like watching a play, seeing the scene of him studying with Yuan Yan when he was a child.

When he was a child, Yuan Yan was lively and cute, but he himself was polite, with a sense of foolishness in his obsession.

The two of them ran and chased each other, dancing and laughing all day long, Xiao Yuheng watched and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

He sat on the porch with his stomach on his back and continued to watch. In the picture, Xiao Yuanyan gradually grew taller, and gradually realized that he loves beauty and does not allow himself to be so fat.So when he left the palace to go to the north, Xiao Yuanyan had changed from fat to strong.

More than ten years passed in a flash, and when we met again, Yuan Yan was already a heroic king.

Xiao Yuheng suddenly regretted not being able to see a little change in him with his own eyes.

He saw them get married again, and then they separated, and then he came back, but he was far away from Yuan Yan.

Harem Junxiu followed, and then her belly got bigger, and then many children appeared, surrounded Yuan Yan together, talking and laughing happily.

Only without him.

Where did he and his two children go?

Xiao Yuheng was panicked, looked down, his stomach was still very big, so, Yuan Yan wanted someone else, don't want them?

Before he could accept this idea, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and the world went dark instantly, and those people and Yuan Yan disappeared.

He was in pain, he was terrified, how could he give birth to the child by himself?

In the dream, Xiao Yuheng knelt on the ground, his trembling lips parted slightly.

"Ayan..."

This name is taboo, he dare not think about it, let alone call it, even if he is the only one left, even if his voice is too soft, he still seems to have committed a great crime, after the name is spoken, His face was flushed with shame, and he was sweating all over.

But just because he finally yelled once, a crack was opened in the place that was strictly guarded against him, and he became a little bolder, as if catching the hope of a spider's thread, he persistently and continuously aroused it.

"Ayan, Ayan..."

Tears welled up in his eyes, and Xiao Yuheng fell to the ground, completely unable to maintain his dream.

Crying rang out one after another in the Jiuhua Palace, and Xiao Yuheng, who was in a coma, finally gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins with difficulty.

Emperor Chengxuan's face was full of tears, he only glanced at the prince and princess before breaking down and said: "Save the envoy! Save the envoy immediately! I want the envoy to wake up immediately! Immediately!"

However, Xiao Yuheng seemed to be tired and wanted to take a rest, but he didn't wake up after many days.

Emperor Chengxuan couldn't accept it at first, but gradually calmed down.He moved into Jiuhua Palace, brought court affairs here, and left all the time he could spare at Xiao Yuheng's bedside, looking at him quietly while talking to himself.

"Brother Heng, the children want to be hugged by you, and are waiting for you to name them."

"On the day of the draft, I must have made you angry again, that's why you fainted..."

"Brother Heng, I'm sorry."

"That night, I didn't have the good fortune to visit Mr. Chunning, but let him stay on the couch for a while."

"Are you angry and disappointed in me because of this, so you don't want to wake up?"

"I figured it out. As long as it's something you want me to do in the future, no matter how reluctant I am, I will do it."

"I'm not going to lose my temper anymore, and I'm serious, I must really change my mind this time."

"I will be the king you want, and I will enrich the harem. If you don't want to hear me call you brother Heng, I don't have to."

"As long as you can wake up, as long as you can recover, I will listen to you, okay?"

"Brother Heng, this... is the last time I will call you Brother Heng."

"Wake up, get well, my envoy, my... Aiqing."

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On New Year's Eve, Xiao Yuheng finally woke up.

Emperor Chengxuan held his hand and wept with joy. Xiao Yuheng recalled the panic in the dream, and subconsciously held Emperor Chengxuan's hand, and tears of emotion from the rest of his life slipped out of his eyes.

The eldest son of the emperor is named Yuansi, and the eldest princess is named Qinghui. Although a son and a daughter are a little thin, they are all very healthy.

Xiao Yuheng was relieved and could only rest and recuperate, but gradually, he found that Emperor Chengxuan was different——

I still came to visit him and the children, but there was a little more distance between words and deeds, less dependence and attachment to him, and more integrity and majesty as a king, as if I had grown up and matured overnight.

It stands to reason that he should be happy that Emperor Chengxuan is like this, but he is uncontrollably empty and lost, as if those terrible scenes in his dream are coming true.

Occasionally, he shamefully longed for Emperor Chengxuan to call him brother Heng again, or to say something unruly to reassure him. He even pretended to be self-serving, and ordered someone to show the record of Emperor Chengxuan summoning the harem to serve as a servant.

is empty.

This shows that on the night of the draft, the night when he was due to give birth, Emperor Chengxuan was only putting on a show.

Holding the record in his hands, Xiao Yuheng didn't dare to think about his feelings.

He was afraid that after careful consideration, he would find some joy he didn't want to admit from the shock.

Ah Yan, he...is a king after all, and he is bound to have three thousand beauties in the harem, and many children under his knees.

He used to be small, willful and persistent, but he will grow up eventually.He just couldn't get used to Junxiu's company for a while, but he should get used to it in a few days, and then he will be lucky with them one by one.

The dream is not the opposite, but the reality that should be the most appropriate.

Xiao Yuheng put on his clothes and came to the window.

Small snowflakes floated in Shang'an City, which was extremely stingy and extremely rare, and the little white flakes swirled briskly in the wind.

He used to think that Yuan Yan could only write doggerel, but isn't the scene in front of him exactly what that person said back then, "Xue Hua laughs haha"?