i made the emperor pregnant

The two of them treated the illness all night, and Song Zi exhausted his body clamoring for an urgent need to vent, and finally fell into a deep sleep.When he woke up, golden sunlight had already entered the room.Even at the summer solstice, when the day is the longest, he would wake up before dawn, and the genius would leave after dawn. No matter how you look at the bright sky, it is not as powerful as the sun at five o'clock in the morning.

Oops, it was too late to mess around, he was not able to be woken up by the biological clock, and he completely ignored the singing rooster in Miyagi. After being on duty so many times, he was late for the first time ever.Song Zi jumped up suddenly, and hurriedly put on the clothes scattered on the ground.

Sima Yan on the couch was awakened by Song Zi's movement, and reminded him with sleepy eyes: "Xiao Qi, the one on the floor is dirty, go to the cabinet and get a new one."

Song Zi looked at the mess all over the place, and couldn't see it, so he had to step on the scattered clothes to get new ones. When he raised his arm, he hissed slightly, and he didn't need to look to know that his back was full of scratches. , if the clothes are broken, it must be the scene of the society's death.

He quickly put on his clothes, put the mask on firmly, turned his head to Sima Yan and said, "Ayan, I have to leave quickly, soak my clothes in the water for me, and I will wash them at noon tomorrow."

When Song Zi's back completely disappeared in the small courtyard, Sima Yan turned the mechanism beside the bed, and he left the small courtyard guarded by many soldiers, and arrived at the cold but resplendent bedroom.

With the ringing of the bell as a sign, the palace servants came in one file at a time holding his royal robes, while the chief eunuch Feng Ji held a golden basin filled with warm water and a towel, and knelt in front of the emperor to wipe his dirty hands and feet.

While wiping, Feng Jizhi left an irregular red mark on the collar of the emperor. The red mark seemed to be a mark that could only be gnawed out with his lips and teeth, because the tooth mark was quite obvious.

Both Song Zi and Sima Yan are people who love cleanliness, so no matter how tired they are, except for the first time when the head is dizzy, Song Zi will do the cleaning work in time afterward.When meeting people, Sima Yan was wearing the new clothes that Song Zi had changed for him.

The underclothes were loose and covered her body, and the parts that should be covered were actually covered, but the skin was too white, and the red marks were especially obvious, half inside and half outside, faintly visible, especially ambiguous.Even an old eunuch like Feng Ji, who is dozens of years old and has no roots, can't help but blush and heartbeat.

When the palace servants were changing the emperor's clothes, Feng Ji saw the obvious fingerprints pressed by the man on the emperor's back. Just for a moment, it was enough for him to glimpse yesterday's madness, and then think of the bowl of Shiquan Dabu that the emperor brought over. Tang, he finally couldn't help admonishing him: "Your Majesty, the dragon's body is important, and the dragon in your belly can't stand such a toss."

How strong this child is, able to withstand such crazy creations from his own father.To be honest, although he is one of the insiders, he still can't fully believe in the fact that the dragon son exists in the emperor's belly, and it is hard to believe that the emperor chose to give birth by himself.From half a month ago to now, everything seems like a dream.

But Sima Yan didn't care about it: "Let Shi Zhi come and diagnose my pulse."

The imperial doctor also said that children are most likely to fall off at three months old, yesterday it was just a little more, he was concerned about the child, Xiao Qi was still very restrained.

They were much more intense than this before, and this child is still doing well. If Sima Yan's seed didn't even have this level of vitality, it should have quietly disappeared three months ago.

Shi Zhi frowned, carefully asking for the emperor's pulse.Feng Ji stared at Shi Zhi's eyebrows without blinking, and waited anxiously for a while, only to see Shi Zhi's expression eased: "Your Majesty and the dragon veins in his belly are very healthy."

Sima Yan's expression didn't fluctuate, as if it should be.Naturally, Shi Zhi also saw the sporadic red marks on the emperor's neckline, so he tactfully persuaded him: "Although performing Zhou Gong's rituals properly will help His Majesty feel happy physically and mentally, but the child is still young, so the frequency should not be too high."

What Sima Yanfang wanted to say, he was kicked by something in the abdomen, a little hard, he didn't show anything because of the pain, he just asked with a sullen look: "How can I make it calm down. "

Shi Zhi turned pale with shock: "Your Majesty, no!"

To make the child completely quiet, there is only stillbirth.

"I'm asking you how to make it more obedient." He had never given birth to a child, so he could only ask the imperial doctor, "Why does this little thing not move early or late, but why does it move at this time?"

It didn't take long for Xiao Qi to leave, and it started to mess around, but when Xiao Qi was by his side, this little thing was very quiet, as if it didn't exist at all.

Shi Zhi wiped the cold sweat that came out of her forehead, and explained to the emperor in as simple a language as possible: "Your Majesty, the fetus in your womb will start to move frequently when it reaches four and a half months. I will greet you at Chenshi or between the third quarter of Haishi and Zishi... When you stay for seven months, the frequency of this kind of greeting will be relatively high."

When I was a child, when I was a child yesterday, Sima Yan was still working with his lover to treat the problem of excessive energy and blood. Even if there was a slight fetal movement, it was impossible to notice it.As for Chen Shi, at this point in time, his Xiao Qi was not there at all.

"Okay, you go down." Sima Yan ordered, "Call Ling Yi to see me."

Recalling how Xiao Qi went out in a panic today, he felt a little distressed, Xiao Qi's schedule should be adjusted.In the past dynasties, those concubines and concubines, after Cheng En, slept until the sun was three poles a day and no one cared about him. His Xiaoqi must have worked too hard.

Let's talk about Song Zi's side, he ran out in a panic, and when he came to the place where the door was changed, he forced himself to calm down again, not to show any clues.

When he left the gate of the small courtyard, the surrounding area was empty, so no one must have seen him, so he deliberately took a detour, went to the palace outside the small courtyard to make some marks, and rubbed some dust on his face.

When he set off, he had prepared a draft: "Yesterday, my family was so happy and drank some rice wine, but it was almost time to change shifts, and I accidentally overslept. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

As a result, when it was time to change shifts, Song Zi's belly draft could not be used, and he also saw his acquaintance and immediate boss.

"I forgot to tell you yesterday, your night shift time has been adjusted, one hour more in the morning shift, one hour less day shift."

Song Zi was late for more than half an hour, so there was still about half a quarter before the shift change, let me know the delayed shift change time, he is not late today!

Song Zi didn't expect that the first time he was late, he happened to be transferred to another class. It was like an important exam, just one point more than the passing line, and he just got the last one in line to buy limited products. There was a feeling of super luck. hapiness.

"What's the matter, or do you have any opinion on the shift system?" Seeing his blank look, Ling Yi was a little hesitant.

Song Zi immediately said: "I have no objection, I have no objection." It would be better if he could wake up a little later. In winter, he would get up around four o'clock in the morning. No matter how thick it is, it will freeze badly.

It was okay when I was a temporary worker before, but now that the establishment has become regular and the frequency of night shifts has become higher, I really can't bear it.

After waiting for a while, a palace official saw Ling Yi and hurried over: "Director Ling, His Majesty has something to call for."

Ling Yi had no choice but to put away his original plan, and ordered: "When you change shifts, go back first, pass the note to Geng Qi, and report again."

The first thing Ling Yi did when he saw the emperor was to admit his mistake: "Your Majesty, I have made arrogance today and delayed Song Xiaoqi's duty by an hour."

During this special time before the little prince was born, as long as His Majesty stayed overnight in the small courtyard, he would temporarily return to his old profession and stand guard for his master as a secret guard.

When the time was up and Song Zi hadn't appeared yet, Ling Yi temporarily went to the value exchange office at the city gate, and directly changed the opponent's new rotation time in the name of having already reported to the emperor.This belongs to beating first and playing later, he should take the initiative to plead guilty, and ask for a fine of [-] boards.

"Which day and how long he will be on duty is originally a matter of your responsibility as the chief of the criminal justice department. You should consider it more reasonably next time."

The emperor had this idea, but now he saves his tongue, but he still needs to be punished first: "You don't need thirty big boards, just ten boards." The emperor was not angry, and the ten boards were a symbolic knock. The kind that does not hurt the muscles and bones at all, the kind that is too watery.

"Yes." Not to mention the [-] boards, even the real punishment of [-] boards, Ling Yi has also endured this level of punishment, for him who has been a secret guard for many years, it is not painful at all. Itching, he stepped back calmly, resigned and received the punishment.

"Wait a minute," said the Son of Heaven, "Don't let Xiao Qi go to the Judicial Division to look at those files today, let him take the changed night shift, think of your merits, and the merits and demerits will be offset, and the board will be exempted."

"Yes..." Ling Yi withdrew with extremely complicated emotions. Song Xiaoqi's influence on His Majesty was too great. He clenched his fists and warned himself repeatedly that as a subject of His Majesty's private affairs, he could at most be in the hands of the Son of Heaven. When you are too stupid, you can give advice in time, and you can't take too much care.Unless His Majesty speaks, or Song Xiaoqi intends to assassinate, he can only take action against the latter.

Sima Yan stared at his lower abdomen, which was softer and more obvious than before, and warned: "Be more obedient today, and say hello to your father obediently." He couldn't wait to see Xiao Qi feel the fetal movement.