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

Yang Sheng'er was raised to be more delicate, but fortunately, he is not delicate by nature, but his temper is pleasing, but he likes to cry, and when he cries, he is also a little delicate, unlike ordinary boys who can see his throat when he wails, and his voice is like murder. Pig, he cried for a long time, like Yang Qinzhi said, like singing, so sometimes Yang Qinzhi would deliberately make him cry.

Yang Sheng'er can't go to sleep with the emperor Ji Heng every night. When Ji Heng coaxes him to sleep in his bedroom, if he doesn't sleep or starts crying, he must be carried away by Ji Heng. Ji Heng will often Unable to bear the pity of his son, he took him back to the bedroom between himself and the emperor, and let him sleep in his arms.

When he doesn't sleep with Ji Heng, he also sleeps in Xiang Shi's arms. Xiang Shi is gentle, and he likes her very much, but it's worse than his biological mother.

Yang Qi'er and Yang Xin'er have not received these treatments many times, especially Yang Xin'er, because he is too quiet and not noisy, so the treatment is even worse.

As the prince, he was naturally taken care of properly, but the chances to be close to father were few.

In late autumn, the weather was very cold, and a warm stove was already burning in the room.

The emperor sat on a chair in the bedroom and flipped through a book. Ji Heng first watched Yang Sheng'er and fell asleep, then went to see Yang Qi'er and Yang Xiner, and told them a story about an ancient Mingjun before returning to his bedroom.

Seeing him coming in, the emperor put down the book in his hand and said, "You are working too hard now, just let the wet nurses take care of them, and you go to coax them to sleep every day."

Ji Heng went to the dressing table and chair to sit down, and asked the palace servants to wash, untangle and untangle the hair, etc., and replied to the emperor, "What is this? It's so hard, don't think about it."

When he finally went to bed, although Ji Heng said it wasn't hard, he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep.

The emperor was well prepared to be tender with him, seeing that he was going to sleep, he couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied, the two were wrapped in the quilt, and he kissed Ji Heng's cheek to his neck, Ji Heng raised his neck slightly The son, although his eyes were closed, raised his hands and fumbled to untie the emperor's clothes.

The emperor stroked his chest, saw that Ji Heng seemed to be sleepy with his eyes closed, and said, "Are you really sleepy? Then I won't bother you?"

Ji Heng opened his eyes, put his arms on his shoulders, and looked at him softly, "It's not sleepy."

The emperor smiled, and kissed his lips, Ji Heng responded to him, the two kissed each other intimately, at first they tasted tenderly, and slowly their enthusiasm rose, and they became excited, the kiss was hard to part with separated.

When Ji Heng was let go by Yang Qinxian, he only had the strength left to breathe, his eyes were closed, his cheeks were flushed, such a beauty was in Yang Qinxian's eyes, Yang Qinxian naturally couldn't stop even if he wanted to.

His hand had already pulled off Ji Heng's clothes, he bent down to enclose the red spot on his chest, and rubbed the other side lightly with one hand, Ji Heng's body became sensitive, he lost his feelings for a moment, and moaned softly After a while, he gritted his teeth to stop the sound, and stroked Yang Qinxian's shoulder with his hand.

Yang Qinxian kissed Ji Heng's body almost all over, and then stroked his feet and kissed his thighs. Ji Heng kicked his legs lightly, "Don't touch my feet, it's itchy."

Yang Qinxian raised his head, and then bit his toes. Ji Heng's feet were white and tender, because he didn't walk much, and even the soles of his feet were tender. Ji Heng exclaimed again and again, "Hey, you are really getting more and more messy."

Yang Qinxian just smiled, then separated his legs, and rubbed his upturned buttocks with his hands. Ji Heng grabbed the quilt helplessly, let him take the ointment, and rubbed the ointment into his back acupuncture point with his fingers. inside.

Yang Qinxian was afraid that he would be hurt, so he always made serious preparations. He stretched out the folds little by little with his fingers. The inside was too tight and hot, and his fingers would be sucked out when they went in.

He bent down and kissed Ji Heng's eyelids, and said in a low voice, "Okay, Qingqing, let go of my fingers, and relax."

Ji Heng opened his eyes and glared at him. He didn't know where Yang Qinxian learned some obscene vocabulary, and it was embarrassing to say it.

Yang Qinxian smeared lubricating ointment on his high-spirited lifeblood again. He felt that there was no problem, so he slowly pushed in. Ji Heng took a deep breath, this feeling of being swollen to the extreme always made him unaware At a loss, it's just swelling, not too much pain, and my body becomes weird.

Yang Qinxian didn't dare to move around. He pinched his waist and stopped for a while to see that Ji Heng got used to it before moving slowly. In fact, even if he didn't move, Ji Heng was always wrapped up layer by layer, as if he was sucking. The tightness made him unable to hold on for long every time.

Ji Heng softly called Yang Qinxian's name, Yang Qinxian bent down to kiss him, Ji Heng's legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands were tightly clasped on his shoulders, his fingers were tightly clenched, it was very unbearable.

Yang Qinxian's sex life is very healthy. About two or three days out of ten days, he can hug his beloved wife and have a good time. Because he looks forward to it every time, the process and result are always beautiful.

Yang Qinxian's movements became a little faster, and he touched Ji Heng's front end with his hand. He found that after doing it with Ji Heng's back, Ji Heng's front could also become a little hard, but he couldn't ejaculate. When he was very emotional, there would be some Transparent juice.

Yang Qinxian told the doctor Weng about this matter, and now the doctor Weng who started to study andrology said that it was not semen water.

Yang Qinxian was slightly disappointed, and gradually he didn't care much about it, as long as he could make Ji Heng happy.

Although the two are considered old couples, Ji Heng still felt ashamed after being teased by him like this, and stopped him with a red face, "Qin Xian, don't do this."

Seeing that he still had the strength to speak, Yang Qinxian became even more impolite. With more movements, Ji Heng could only moan intermittently. His eyes also became blurred, and he just gritted his teeth and was at a loss when Yang Qinxian hit him. .

Some juice had already been secreted from the back, Yang Qinxian's movements became smoother and smoother, he held Ji Heng's waist and started to move, Ji Heng felt like he was going to die, he didn't know where he was, but there was a fire burning in his body. melted him.

He began to call Yang Qinxian's name intermittently, his voice was hoarse and sexy, and a little pitiful.

Yang Qinxian leaned down and asked him to hug him, Ji Heng's expression was blurred, and there was already some weeping in his voice, "No, um... you... finish it quickly, I... I..."

Ji Heng shook his head slightly, his black hair scattered on the bed, the candlelight in the dormitory shone into the bed through the lampshade and bed curtain, and fell on the black hair, which seemed to be flowing with moonlight, ambiguous and beautiful.

Ji Heng was speechless, and really began to cry slowly. Yang Qinxian slowed down and kissed the corner of his mouth. When Ji Heng opened his mouth to breathe, he drove straight in again, wrapping the tip of his tongue. Ji Heng couldn't breathe. Chang, his mind went blank, and reached the climax in a few low moans, the emperor was twisted and ejaculated directly by the tightness behind him.

When he came back to his senses, Yang Qinxian lowered his head in annoyance and kissed Ji Heng, who was still in a state of white light. He was often caught by Ji Heng's tightening and ejaculated, but he felt that he hadn't fully enjoyed himself yet.

Because Ji Heng was afraid of having another child, he himself could bear the pain of having a child, but Yang Sheng'er's physical defects made him blame himself very much. He was afraid that his future child would be like Yang Sheng'er again, so no matter what, he couldn't conceive again. child.

Five months after Yang Sheng'er was born, the emperor dared to actually court Ji Heng, saying that he had prepared musk for contraception, and nothing would happen.

Ji Heng knew that it was very difficult for Yang Qinxian, but he still didn't want to take any risks, so he washed himself clean and asked Yang Qinxian to use it later.

At that time, Yang Qinxian was shocked and distressed. He hugged Ji Heng and kissed him all over his body several times. When Ji Heng was in a daze and a small fire burned in his body, he didn't do it. The two hugged each other. fell asleep.

The next day, Yang Qinxian summoned Dr. Weng to inquire about having intercourse in the back court. Dr. Weng was embarrassed in his heart, but looked serious like a professional doctor.

Physician Weng found some books for the emperor, but let the emperor read them by himself without telling them.

When the emperor didn't know about Ji Heng's peculiar body, he had also read a few books about men's love for men, but the few books sent by Imperial Physician Weng were more professional, how could both parties be happy with various postures and positions? , how not to get hurt, how to maintain...

After the emperor read the book, he was concerned, and Imperial Physician Weng was not irresponsible. After all, if Ji Heng was injured by the emperor, it was Weng Zisu who would deal with the aftermath, so Imperial Physician Weng also came to the emperor after reading the book. He told him the results of his research.

Afterwards, the emperor had a lot of jars of various ointments and ointments, and prepared two sets of jade shapes. The emperor was very careful the first time. Doctor Weng couldn't sleep, so he waited outside if something happened to him. Go to the rescue.

Ji Heng didn't know that the emperor had done so much preparatory work, but he was indeed very tight underneath. When the emperor used his fingers, he thought that this might hurt Ji Heng for the first time. Unexpectedly, although Ji Heng endured so much, he would It seemed to be very uncomfortable, but after finishing the work, he wasn't hurt, just a little swollen.

The emperor bathed him, gave him medicine, and he was fine the next day.

The emperor was quite surprised, and told the imperial physician Weng about this matter. The imperial physician Weng knew what the emperor's dragon root looked like, so he could only speculate that Ji Heng was somewhat gifted, but he still told the emperor not to talk about such matters. , otherwise, once injured, it will be more troublesome in the future, and it will be very bad for Ji Heng's health.

The emperor put his arms around Ji Heng, pulled the quilt to wrap the two of them inside, Ji Heng leaned on the emperor's body to breathe, and put his hands on the emperor's strong shoulders.

The emperor kissed Ji Heng on the forehead, and asked softly, "Qingqing, how is it?"

Ji Heng's hair fell on the emperor's body, it was soft and smooth, and it flowed on the emperor's body as he shook his head. The emperor had no sex at all, and the fire burning in his body couldn't be extinguished. Scratching like this, the body even feels unbearably numb.

The emperor saw that there was nothing wrong with Ji Heng except that he was a little tired, so he ran his hand down his curvaceous back and rubbed his butt twice, seeing that Ji Heng was about to get angry, he put his fingers there. Go to the entrance, obviously just finished, but the entrance is tightly closed again, the dragon essence left inside has not flowed out at all, and the place that has been tortured for a long time is only slightly swollen.

Yang Qinxian poked in slowly with his fingers, Ji Heng frowned, Yang Qinxian kissed the end of his eyes and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Heng shook his head again, his voice was a little hoarse, "It doesn't hurt, it's okay."

Yang Qinxian had to poke two fingers in, whispering obscene words, "It's so slippery inside, let's do it again."

Ji Heng reached out and touched his crotch, and found that it was already a hard pestle. He held it with his hand and fiddled with it, "Is this not possible?"

Before this, the emperor never dared to ask Ji Heng to do it twice in one night, because he was really afraid that he would not be able to bear it, but it was amazing to see that Ji Heng was still the same as the first time after so long.

He turned over all of a sudden, leaned down and kissed Ji Heng's lips fiercely. Although it happened just once, he still applied a lot of grease before he dared to go in.

Ji Heng thought that he was actually just lying down, but every time he felt very tired, his body seemed to be shaken apart by him, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore. The emperor finally finished, he breathed a sigh of relief almost instantly, and then Just passed out.

The two quarreled in the middle of the night, and when they took a bath and fell asleep, the emperor was still in high spirits, hugging Ji Heng who was asleep, and kissed him.

He has already felt the changes in Ji Heng's body. Ji Heng's body is not as soft as before, and he hasn't had menstruation in the past three months. He doesn't know if it's because he didn't use his female reproductive system. Yes, so that system is degrading. Doctor Weng always pays attention to Ji Heng's body, and he is not completely sure, but it is true that Ji Heng's female veins are becoming less and less obvious.

The emperor didn't care whether Ji Heng was a woman or a man, but he was very concerned about Ji Heng's health. He hoped that Ji Heng could live a long life and spend the last days of his life with him.

Ji Heng was so tired the night before that the emperor woke up the next morning and he didn't wake up at all.

The day for the two of them to perform Zhou Gong's ceremony is basically fixed, and it is chosen on the night when the emperor does not go to court early the next day, and the emperor has no special things to get up early the next day, and Ji Heng has no major events the next day, so , usually two or three days in the second, fifth, eighth, and ninth middle school, sometimes there will be some adjustments, and then even a few sons will probably understand that they cannot run in the mornings of the third, sixth, ninth, and tenth days Go to the bedroom of the father, the emperor, and the father to bother you.

But Ji Heng slept for too long that day, he didn't dream at all, he just couldn't wake up, and the emperor had ordered Du Ruo not to wake Ji Heng up, he could sleep as long as he wanted.

In the end, the sun was already rising. It was the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, and it was a holiday in the Qinxue Hall. Yang Qier asked her father to accompany her to go fishing, and asked Du Ruo later. Du Ruo said she was still sleeping, so she asked later. , still sleeping.

The last few sons were waiting impatiently, Yang Qi'er asked Yang Xin'er to talk to Du Ruo to distract her attention and not stop him, then he rushed into the bedroom by himself, Du Ruo groaned, and had no choice but to frown and lead Yang Xiner to follow in .

Yang Qi'er ran to the side of the bed with the hanging curtain and called, "Father, are you sick? Why are you still sleeping in?"

Ji Heng was woken up by him, took his hand out of the quilt, and leaned over to lift the layers of bed curtains. At this time, Yang Qi'er had already laid down on the edge of the bed. Ji Heng saw him and stretched out his hand to touch it. His face said, "Is it too late? I'm fine, so I got up."

Yang Qier rang the bell for him, Du Ruo came up to help Ji Heng get up, Yang Xiner sat on the chair and watched Father get dressed, Yang Qier walked up and down the room, muttering, "Father, It's already very late, you obviously agreed to fish with me, and you didn't keep the time at all."

Ji Heng could only say, "Father, I apologize to you."

His voice was a little hoarse, not quite the same as usual, Yang Qier heard it, stopped, stared at Ji Heng, and said, "Father, are you sick, your voice is different."

Ji Heng said to him, "It's okay. You take Xin'er to see how Shengsheng is. I haven't had breakfast yet, and I can go fishing with you in a while."

Yang Qi'er had no choice but to oh, came over and hugged his younger brother from the chair, and dragged him out.

Then Ji Heng said to Du Ruo, "When did the emperor wake up, why didn't you call me?"

After Du Ruo had completely dressed him, he would let other palace servants come in to help him wash and comb his hair, and then waited for him to put on accessories before having breakfast.

She replied, "Your Majesty woke up at the beginning of the day, so I told my servants not to wake you up, and let you sleep longer."

Although it was a ten-day holiday, Ji Heng knew that he would have something to do in the morning, but he would come back early to accompany the child.

He nodded, he understood.

Du Ruo asked another palace servant to come in to wait on him, and after Ji Heng finished washing, he even smeared his face and hands to prevent freezing and drying, then he combed his hair and then ate.

When Ji Heng went to ask the children to go out together, Yang Shenger was being pulled and hugged by Yang Qier, who was leading Yang Shenger to walk, seeing Ji Heng coming, Yang Qier said happily, "Father, shall we go. "

Ji Heng nodded, "Yes."

They did not fish by Jingming Lake, but by the river upstream of Jingming Lake.

Although it is late autumn and the weather is very cold, the chrysanthemums are fragrant and the scenery is beautiful. It is a good place for fishing.

Several layers of felt had already been laid on the ground, and the children were all dressed thickly. Ji Heng even put gloves and hats on them. Yang Qier sat on the stool like Ji Heng and fished in a dignified way, while Yang Xiner sat on the bench. On the felt, she played with her younger brother. If she caught a fish, Yang Xiner would run to help her elder brother put the fish into the bucket.

Before noon, the emperor came to the riverside after finishing his work. He sat in a chair and talked to Ji Heng while fishing, and asked Ji Heng softly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Ji Heng teased him with a glance, "Sore back."

The emperor reached out to rub his waist, but Ji Heng opened his hand.

At noon, Ji Heng cooks the grilled fish himself. Because he is afraid that there are parasites in the grilled fish that will not kill the children and make them sick after eating them, he always bakes them and fry them in a pan. Make sure they are completely done. just work.

The children just eat something new, or think it is fun, Ji Heng doesn’t want them to eat more, and Yang Sheng’er even cried and didn’t get a share. The family is like an autumn outing, and they don’t go back to Lanzhi Tower until the sun sets in the afternoon .

These beautiful memories when I was young, I still remember Yang Qier and Yang Xiner when they were old. The children all had a deep affection for Father. When Ji Heng was still there, no matter how old they were, they almost always showed childishness in front of him. Maybe it was after their parents left that they really grew up, otherwise they would be children until they were old, because someone was willing to pamper them, so they wanted to be children forever.