i made the emperor pregnant

Ah Yan didn't move, he seemed to be lying on the bed and fell asleep.The cold palace is empty and remote. The courtyard is shaded by greenery. Compared with other places, it is quieter and cooler. However, the hot weather always makes people sleepy. This is the right time to take a nap.

Song Zi gently brought a chair over, and watched Ah Yan by the bed for a while, because the weather was relatively hot, he took a folding fan and sat beside the chair to fan himself.

The latter felt shallow, opened his eyes after a while, and then leaned over habitually. Song Zi got on the couch, sat down beside him, and held Ah Yan's still icy hand, with icy muscles and bones. The day is cool and sweatless.In this scorching summer, holding Ah Yan is like hugging a human-shaped summer pillow, which is cold and soft.Fortunately, Ah Yan didn't dislike the heat on his body, and took the initiative to snuggle into his arms.

Song Zi used his fingers to help him straighten the fallen hair: "Did I just fan the wind too much and disturbed you?"

"No, I dreamed about Xiaoqi. I felt you coming, so I woke up by myself. When I opened my eyes, Xiaoqi was really by my side." Ah Yan's voice was laziness, sounding like summer The wind blowing in the afternoon of the sun, with a little bit of the temperature after the sun bathed, was gentle and lingering, "Why did you come so early today?"

"The time for changing shifts has been adjusted. I have so many things on me and I have no place to put them, so I sneaked in first and brought you delicious food. After half an hour, I have to leave."

He pointed to the table: "Look at the money on it, the salary paid today, 100 taels, and the milk powder money for raising children, is it enough?"

"Milk money?"

"It's just the money for the milk. We don't have the conditions to feed the baby by ourselves. We must hire a wet nurse." Even if the big families can breastfeed themselves, most of them have to find another wet nurse.

Song Zi said: "As long as I don't stop taking a bath, I will have morning and evening shifts from now on..."

After he took a rest, he was notified that his working hours were officially adjusted. Unlike the previous night shift, he switched to a day shift and a night shift. To be deployed at any time to assist in the investigation of cases.

The day shift is shorter, only four hours, and one of them is on duty at noon.The night shift is from the beginning of Xu to the end of the end of Yin, which is equivalent to working from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m., ten hours in a row.Of course, patrol work like him brings a lot of mobility, as long as he doesn't run around during the handover, no one forces him to patrol back and forth in circles.After all, there is only such a small place, if you walk non-stop for ten hours, you will lose your legs made of iron.

"Then Xiaoqi can still come to accompany me every day like before?" This arrangement was actually facilitated by the emperor. Song Zi was the only one in the entire palace. In order to ensure that as long as he is on duty every day, he is free to accompany the emperor.

After the Son of Heaven became pregnant, his need for a lover reached its peak. He couldn't see anyone for a day, and he didn't have much appetite. If Song Zi was with him, even if he was with him for just an hour, his meals would be delicious.It's also the same as serving, and the feeling is completely different when it's done by a young, handsome and gentle lover, and an old eunuch with a wrinkled face.

"Yes, except for holidays, I will come over to have lunch with you during the day shift in the future. An hour is enough."

The emperor knew that Song Zi was willing to go to such trouble, and smiled sweetly at his lover: "I knew that Xiaoqi was good to me."

Sima Yan wasn't worried about his own safety. There seemed to be no one outside the small courtyard, but around the small area patrolled by his lover, he deployed nearly ten times as many troops as there were at the city gate to ensure the emperor's safety.Of course, the soldiers couldn't be too far away, and they didn't dare to get too close. The emperor would never want to be heard by others or see things he shouldn't see.

This is the inconvenience of a man being a lover. Cheng Huan's concubine can have a personal maid to serve her, and it doesn't matter if the eunuch who has gone to the root is fine. Song Xiaoqi is a normal man, and it is impossible for the emperor to tolerate his man being raped by other women or men. Take a look, even if these people don't have any wrong thoughts about Song Xiaoqi.

The two rubbed their ears together for a while, and Sima Yan suddenly asked: "Xiao Qi looks very happy today, is it because of the 100 taels of silver?"

Song Zi touched his face with his fingers: "Really, did I show it clearly?"

Although Song Zi always had a smile on his face, most of the time the smile was faint, he was just born sweet.And these few days.Because Ah Yan insisted on talking about her pregnancy, he pretended to be something in his heart, even though he tried his best to smile, the smile was not as forced as his eyes.

No matter how good a person's acting skills are, the faked smile and the natural joy that comes from the heart are completely different.

Sima Yan nodded: "Obviously, Xiaoqi's eyes are shining brightly. The room is so bright in the daytime, and your eyes are brighter than the sunlight. It makes my eyes burnt."

If he knew that a mere 100 taels of silver could make the young lover so happy, he would ask Ling Yi to give more. Compensation given.Anyway, this time, the people who were arrested this time only contributed 10 taels of silver, in addition to this, there were also a lot of valuable gold jewelry.

This is actually not surprising, Yunxianglou, the largest gold-selling cave in the capital, has tens of thousands of taels of water a day during the night of the oiran. They caught all the brothels, and Sima Yan just scraped three layers of flesh and blood on them. The income is actually not much different from copying one or two big greedy houses.

The 100 taels of silver given to the lover, in the hands of the rich emperor, is just a small amount of money that slipped out of the fingertips. What's more, looking at Xiao Qi's posture, he gave out 100 taels, and he got back so many things and a penny. I have never used 100 taels of silver, so it seems more profitable to give more.Xiao Qi spent all his salary on him, and handed over the extra silver. The 100 taels of silver brought more happiness to Sima Yan than the 10 taels of silver.

Song Zi's face tensed instantly, he stopped smiling, and took a closer look: "I burned my eyes, that's terrible, let me take a good look." A kiss on the red lips.

After successfully stealing fragrance and jade, the young man smiled brightly, his eyes really looked like stars, and it was extremely sweet: "That's right, I'm in a good mood."

The benefits of having a showdown with the family are of course not only at 01:30, except that my sister does not have to marry Lu Shanqing, and he also has more support and backing.Another thing is that there are many officials in this dynasty who live in the official office when they are working, and cannot accompany their families when they are busy.

In the past, Song Zi was a temporary worker, and he only worked for two or three days a day. It was relatively easy to change the two identities. After becoming a regular worker, the working hours were longer. Song Zi was worried about how to deal with his family. At home, Minglu was completely relieved.With so many good things stacked together, he was naturally happy in his heart. 100 taels of silver is just icing on the cake, the real happy thing is not this.

But Sima Yan didn't know, he obviously misunderstood this point.The latter sat up, took a piece of silver from the table, and stuffed it into Song Zi's hand again: "I stay in this yard alone, and I can't use this much money. I will give the ten taels of silver to the little one." Seven, spend it on weekdays."

It's a bit like the husband handing over his salary and bonus, and the wife spending pocket money for her husband.However, Ah Yan gave himself a tenth of the 100 taels of silver, which can be said to be a very generous wife.

Song Zi was not short of this money, but he still took the money happily, and then heard the gentle and lovely beauty in his arms say: "What about this money, Xiao Qi buys some food on weekdays, and also buys some things he likes , you can also invite your colleagues to dinner, but you must never go to that kind of nonsensical place, you know?"

Men become bad when they have money, the main reason is that the silver is not good and split immediately, otherwise Sima Yan just wanted to give only one tael of silver, but he thought again, Xiao Qi is different from other men, his Xiao Qi deserves better Yes, it was still generous and gave a full ten taels.

It is noon now, and it is still relatively hot at noon, and there is not enough time for cooking, eating and patrolling in one hour.

Although Sima Yan was so greedy because of Song Xiaoqi's smile just now, he still held back.He stayed up for half a month, waiting for tomorrow, no matter what happens tomorrow, he will have to squeeze all the food saved by his lover at once.

"Xiao Qi will come over tomorrow night and have dinner with me, right?"

"Ah."

"Tomorrow I will prepare something to eat. Every time I come here, Xiaoqi will cook for me. I haven't prepared anything for you."

"Ah, you don't need to be so troublesome. Cooking is quite simple." When he lived alone in his previous life, he basically did it by himself, and it was all quick-hand dishes. Meals for two could be done in half an hour.

One of the troublesome parts of cooking is buying vegetables, but his small courtyard grows vegetables, meat dishes, and bacon that is brought directly, which are simple and easy to prepare.Like the kind of fresh meat brought in winter, there is a special cook who is responsible for shredding it. He wraps it in oiled paper, rinses the frozen meat and throws it into the pot, which is simple and convenient.

"I don't cook other dishes. I'll cook some soup for you. It takes a long time to cook the soup." The emperor also didn't know how to cook difficult dishes. Live without technical content.

Song Zi thought for a while, and it is very simple to make soup, throw some ingredients in it, and the stew will not be too bad.

Last winter, Song Zi made a special effort to burn a simple earthen stove as he remembered it, similar to a coal stove, sealed it with charcoal that is more resistant to burning, opened a hole at the bottom, and used tongs to replace the burnt stove. For charcoal, replace it with new charcoal at night, and the water can be simmered slowly on a low fire to ensure hot water throughout the day.

"Then you cook with the stove at the back, be careful, don't hurt yourself." When there was no him before, Ah Yan lived on his own, even if the taste was not very good, it would not be a kitchen that would blow up the kitchen Assassin, he just ordered a few words habitually, and agreed immediately.

It is said that it is stewing soup for the lover, but most of the work is still done by the cooks in the imperial dining room, including the cleaning and processing of ingredients in the early stage.All he did was to put the ingredients and then take the pot away.

Most of the skilled concubines in the palace, including the empress dowager in Sima Yan's memory, did this.As long as you do a little bit, it is equivalent to doing it yourself.If there is one who can keep guarding it, it is basically the sincere and sincere affection.

It was not the first time that the chefs in the imperial dining room received orders from the emperor, but it was the first time they were asked to deliberately cut their knives poorly so that they could not cut too beautifully.

The soup that had been carefully cooked for a day was brought to the small courtyard. The boss's jar only contained a bowl of clear and transparent soup and some ingredients that Song Zi brought over.

Song Zi came over the next day and found that Ah Yan had already cooked the rice, and then prepared a small earthen pot of soup, including soup and rice.He fried a vegetable by hand, and then mixed a plate of preserved eggs.

The preserved eggs are prepared for himself, and of course the "pregnant husband" cannot eat them.

When the small pot was opened, Song Zi was incensed: "Ah Yan, this soup you made smells so good."

He took a sip, and felt that his tongue was fresh off, and there were some bacon in it, which had been completely stewed, and it tasted tasteless: "This soup has been stewed for a long time."

"It's been stewed for a day and a night. After you left yesterday, I started to prepare." Naturally, the emperor will not forget to take credit for himself. He is right. He is not the one who is in charge of the preparation, but he has an outlet. command.

"Ah Yan, don't you want to drink?" Naturally, good things should be shared by two people.

"Some medicinal materials are added to it, so I can't drink it."

That's right, Ah Yan didn't say anything, he even forgot the other party's pregnancy setting.Song Zi loves to eat, so he was not polite, he drank a big bowl of soup, and did not disappoint the beauty's love.

When he got up to tidy up, something fell down with a bang. Song Zi looked down and saw that it was blood.

Sima Yan lost his voice: "Xiaoqi, why do you have a nosebleed? Imperial doctor!"

He wants to declare the imperial physician!

Song Zi wiped off the nosebleed, and it stopped quickly. The nosebleed was bright red, and the amount was not much.

He felt hot all over his body, but his intuition told him that there should be nothing wrong with him: "Ah Yan, don't worry, just tell me what's in the soup."

"It's just velvet antler and ginseng... I put some medicinal materials in the big wooden box." Before cooking the soup, Sima Yan naturally summoned Shi Zhi, who is proficient in diet, and asked the other party to give a suitable prescription, which must not be harmful to the body. He didn't allow too much velvet antler to be added to any prescriptions that could harm or nourish lean energy.

The reason is also very simple, Xiaoqi is busy these days, it is really hard work, so he should make up for it.The prescription given by the Tai Hospital to nourish the body should be just right, and he only brought a bowl over. Obviously Xiao Qi didn't drink much, but it would make Xiao Qi bleed, a bunch of trash.

Song Zi understood why he was hot all over, and his strength was extraordinarily abundant, and his blood surged from somewhere: It's okay, I overdid it.

It shouldn't be a big problem to drink this soup in autumn and winter, but he is young and has strong firepower, so he doesn't need to supplement it.

Song Zi hugged Ah Yan who rushed over to check on him in a hurry before, "Don't bother the imperial doctor, we can cure this disease ourselves."