The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

Ji Heng was so kissed by Yang Qinxian that he couldn't breathe. When he hid behind, Yang Qinxian pressed him closely again.

In the past, Yang Qinxian was not good at kissing, he always gnawed and licked indiscriminately, like a dog, eager and disorganized, but that kind of enthusiasm is very contagious, of course, Ji Heng also does not know how to kiss, but After all, I know that Yang Qinxian's dog-licking style is very wrong.

Gradually, the two have been together for a long time, and they are both smart people, so they automatically understand how to show love and enthusiasm correctly.Especially Yang Qinxian, who is very obsessed with kissing, as long as he kisses Ji Heng in bed, he will not give up until he is annoyed and suffocated.

Yang Qinxian's breathing gradually became heavy, he hugged Ji Heng tightly with one arm, not letting him escape, and his lips and tongue teased Ji Heng's lips and tongue, the two breathed and smelled each other, the hot and humid breath was in each other's mouth On the nose and cheeks, there was a lot of enthusiasm. Ji Heng felt that Yang Qinxian would eat his tongue, and finally made a sound from his nasal cavity, "No...don't...I'm going to suffocate..."

Only then did Yang Qinxian let him go, but the man leaned on his body with his arms, panting and staring at Ji Heng condescendingly.

In the dim candlelight in the room, Ji Heng showed a hazy beauty like the moonlight, his skin was like cream, his lips were like vermilion, his pair of peach blossom eyes were like two spring waters, he was looking back in a daze Yang Qinxian.

Yang Qinxian reached out and touched Ji Heng's black hair, then lowered his head and kissed him from the end of his eyes, then to his chin, and then licked and sucked on his neck, Ji Heng was so dizzy by his kiss Itching, gently moving his head to hide, said in a low voice, "Sleep, don't mess around, Mr. Weng said to pay attention to whether there is another in my stomach, it is useless for you to make such a fuss."

Hearing what he said, Yang Qinxian was really discouraged. He turned over and lay down next to Ji Heng, then pulled Ji Heng to lie next to him, hugged him tightly, wrapped the two of them in the quilt, Ji Heng was wrapped in his arms, almost breathless, so he moved his body, reached out to touch the emperor's ear, kissed him on the cheek again, and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, Go to sleep. Are you still not sleepy after reading so many memorials today?"

Yang Qinxian lifted his leg up to clamp Ji Heng's leg, buried his face in Ji Heng's neck, and sniffed his breath deeply, intending to appease the restlessness in his body, but he didn't expect it to be useless at all. The torrent in his body splashed and overflowed like a volcanic eruption, and it was not under his control at all, he just wanted to hug Ji Heng and make love to his heart's content.

The thick mattress and quilt on the bed made the bed very warm. It was this warmth that made the emperor even more restless. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to try to calm himself down, but the more he did this, the more futile he was. He pulled the quilt down, but he was afraid that Ji Heng would be too cold, so he had to pull up the quilt again.

Ji Heng was so tightly bound by him, how could he not know the changes in Yang Qinxian's body, seeing Yang Qinxian making troubles and not sleeping, he had no choice but to reach out and touch the energetic baby on his lower body.

Yang Qinxian hugged Ji Heng even tighter in an instant, and kept kissing Ji Heng's ears, his voice hoarse, "Well, Qingqing, use your hands a little harder."

Ji Heng wanted to laugh, so he got up and pushed Yang Qinxian to lie down, then pulled off the belt of his pajama top with his hands, buried his head and swallowed the red spot on his side, Yang Qinxian let out a soft cry, Ji Heng Although Heng's method of flirting is not very clever, but Yang Qinxian loves him like the most precious treasure, holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and keeping it in his heart for fear of not loving him hard enough, so Ji Heng As long as you take the initiative to him, he can feel hundreds of percent pleasure.

Ji Heng kissed and bit down slowly, he said with great attention, Yang Qinxian only felt a little pain in the numbness, but it was not too much, waited for Ji Heng to pull down his trousers, and let his stern and sultry Yang Qinxian even had to clenched his teeth tightly to keep from moaning.

Yang Qinxian had always known that Ji Heng was very bold in bed matters, and he would not object to the tricks the emperor found on the erotic pictures, as long as they were not excessive.

Ji Heng naturally doesn't like to use his mouth, but maybe it's his body's flaws, even if Yang Qin tries to tease his body, he doesn't feel much pleasure, so he always feels guilty and feels sorry for him, At least he was sorry for his love affairs, so he was willing to use some means to make Yang Qinxian happy.

Ji Heng can't count how many times he has done this kind of thing, and naturally he has a lot of experience, at least every time he can make Yang Qinxian so happy that he doesn't know what to do.

Ji Heng didn't feel anything at first, but after a while he felt a little suffocated and uncomfortable. Yang Qinxian tried his best not to disarm and surrender so quickly, otherwise he would be crushed if he was sucked by Ji Heng. His face was blushing, and he was already leaning against the bed Sitting up, his hand gently stroked Ji Heng's hair, Ji Heng's hair was smooth and straight, slipping from his hands like silk brocade.

Ji Heng's mouth was very hot, and his tongue flicked across it nimbly, making Yang Qinxian feel like he was in a fairyland, but Ji Heng suddenly let go, and he quickly pushed Yang Qinxian away, and rushed towards the edge of the bed.

Yang Qinxian didn't realize it at first, when Ji Heng vomited on the edge of the bed, he was taken aback, and was startled, he quickly leaned over and hugged him, gently patted his back, guiltily Said, "What's the matter, is it hard? You don't have to, it's okay with me."

Ji Heng raised his hand and waved it at him. He had just vomited better, but immediately felt nauseated and vomited again.

The emperor didn't care about other things, he didn't even cover his clothes, and shouted outside to let the servants in the palace come in.

The emperor is not used to having palace servants waiting in the palace when he sleeps. Even the most trusted Liu Sheng waits in the outside room when he sleeps, not to mention when the emperor and Ji Heng are sleeping together, Not to mention no one waiting in his bedroom.

The palace servants on duty couldn't sleep, so naturally the emperor heard the loud call, and quickly entered the inner bedroom to serve him.

A few more palace lanterns were lit, and the room was soon lit up.

There are three layers of bed curtains on the dragon bed. Because Ji Heng vomited so badly, the three layers of bed curtains were hung up at the emperor's request. The emperor tidied up Ji Heng's clothes in person. A spittoon was brought out for Ji Heng to spit out, some people began to tidy up, others brought water and handkerchiefs to serve.

The emperor saw that Ji Heng was vomiting non-stop, and he kept retching when he stopped vomiting. At first, he thought that he caused Ji Heng to vomit. Ji Heng vomited twice and he was fine. Later, when he saw that the situation was getting serious, his heart started to vomit. Worried and frightened, he hurriedly asked the palace servants to invite Dr. Weng to come.

He also tidied up the clothes on his body, and hugged Ji Heng in his arms. Ji Heng had already vomited and collapsed, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he felt so uncomfortable that he had no energy.

After all the palace people tidied up, Ji Heng rinsed his mouth again, and smelled the fresh Wanying Ointment, he felt a little better.

The emperor pulled the quilt to wrap him inside, held him in his arms, and asked softly, "Is it better?"

Ji Heng nodded feebly, and whispered in the emperor's ear, "It's not your fault."

The emperor still frowned, brushed his lips over his cheeks and ears, and said in a voice that the palace people couldn't hear, "Don't do this again next time, you're going to scare me to death."

Ji Heng stretched out his arms and hugged the emperor's back. After a while, the palace people brought over medicinal porridge to clear the mouth and nourish the stomach. Ji Heng lost his appetite after taking a few sips. At this time, Imperial Doctor Weng also arrived.

Doctor Weng saw that the emperor held Ji Heng in his arms without any shyness, so it was no surprise. He just knelt down on the couch to check Ji Heng's pulse with a low eyebrow, and then he vomited after listening to the female officer whispering about Ji Heng. situation.

After consulting for a while, he looked at the emperor, and the emperor immediately let all the people in the palace go out. Only then did Weng Taiyi put on a little smile on his face, and said to the emperor and Ji Heng, "Congratulations, your majesty and your lord, this time The happy pulse is very obvious, I'm afraid it's one month or two months old, the adult's nausea and vomiting is just a pregnancy reaction. But the adult's nausea is very severe, I still need to eat something to suppress it, and I should take care of the pregnancy."

Before Imperial Physician Weng said this, a smile appeared on the emperor's face, and he completely ignored Imperial Physician Weng and kissed Ji Heng's forehead, and lightly touched Ji Heng, who was sweating and trembling just now. With cold cheeks, he said softly, "Junqing, are you feeling better?"

Ji Heng nodded weakly, with a gentle and joyful smile on his face.

The emperor naturally put away all the untimely evil thoughts, and put Ji Heng on the bed so that he could sleep. The imperial doctor Weng didn't want to think that he could sleep this night, and he took Ji Heng's pulse again, and checked his body The situation, and then went to prescribe several prescriptions, and then went to dispense the medicine and decoct the medicine, and the porridge was made in the kitchen. The emperor was lying beside Ji Heng, but he was half asleep, and waited for the kitchen to deliver the porridge. He woke Ji Heng up again, forced him to feed him half a bowl of porridge to prevent his empty stomach, and then let him fall asleep again.

When the emperor lay down again, he looked at the chiming clock in the room. It was already past three o'clock, but he still didn't feel sleepy. He hugged Ji Heng in his arms, and Ji Heng said in a daze, "Hurry up!" Go to sleep. Although there is a child, he can't grow up and be born overnight."

The emperor happily pressed a kiss on his forehead, stretched his hand down and put it on Ji Heng's stomach, and dared not use any force as if he was afraid of breaking him, and said in a low voice, "I have to give him a good job." It would be better to make some arrangements, Junqing, you said you would bring your cousin of the Xu family to the palace, okay?"

Ji Heng was already about to fall asleep, but his words went through his mind for several times before he formed a reaction. He slowly opened his eyes, "What do you mean?"

The emperor said, "Isn't there a rumor outside the palace that maybe she gave birth to Qi'er? If that's the case, why not use the plan. I will take her to the palace and let her come to serve Qi'er next to her. What do you think?"

Ji Heng looked at the emperor, and the emperor put his arms around his back and pressed him into his arms. The emperor continued, "I know you won't be willing, but we will have many children in the future, and we can't always have a history." I don't want others to know your physical condition, and then talk nonsense. Although I am the Son of Heaven, I can't control the mouths of the people in the world. Even if I can control my mouth, I can't control their brains. Therefore, I think it's better to let them rumor that it was born by your cousin. I'm not happy about that, but there's no way around it."

Ji Heng was bored in the emperor's arms, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid Eleven Niang is unwilling, she is a woman who wants to be free. We shouldn't force her."