After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

After Huo Rong finished drinking the soup made by the queen, his cold and hard cheeks obviously looked a little more relaxed.

Everyone looked at each other tacitly.

really.

No matter how ruthless your Majesty is, he is still a man. Even if Shang Yuan was guilty before, but his appearance is peerless, once the spring night, no man will hold grudges again.

If there is, then have a few more spring nights.

Huo Congran was the only one in the cabinet, and he could hardly look directly at this scene.

At that time, he asked Shang Yuan to act as a secret agent, but in fact he still wanted to use Huo Rong's hand to get rid of Shang Yuan, and then revealed the true identity of the disguised secret agent to Huo Rong.

Huo Rongding must have been disturbed.

After all, for so many years, only Shang Yuan can touch the heart of his cold-blooded brother.

But he never expected that things would get out of control to the present situation.

He couldn't figure it out, why did he ask Shang Yuan to drug and assassinate him?Stealing chickens is not a loss of money, but completely lost Shang Yuan's heart.

Such a stunning man, even if he becomes a prince, to be able to hold a beautiful woman in his arms is something that many people can only dream of...

As for Shang Yuan, he didn't even look at Huo Congran from the corner of his eyes from the beginning to the end.

He remembered his personality as a good queen and a beautiful wife, and he didn't forget to put away Huo Rong's used food box with his own hands.

Noticing that the tyrant's eyes were looking at him, he raised his head and said: "I don't care about it even in the harem. If your Majesty wants to drink, I can help you every day."

harm.

Isn't it just two hours of hard work in the small kitchen?

Since he assumed the title of queen and became the concubine of the tyrant, he always had to pay something.

Compared with the bitterness of giving birth to a baby, he is willing to eat the bitterness of making soup every day!

Huo Rong's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes looking at Shang Yuan became deeper.

Serving every day?

He knew this soup, it was a famous aphrodisiac soup in the palace, after drinking this soup, the effect was described by the rumors as: "Daily marriage, every night groom"

Could it be that Shang Yuan wanted him to get married every day, implying that he would let himself be the groom every night?

The corners of Huo Rong's lips turned up slightly involuntarily.

But on second thought——

Wasn't yesterday his big wedding? Wasn't he the groom last night?

Oh, almost forgot—

Almost didn't even touch Shang Yuan's fingertips.

Such a big wedding night is a joke!

But fortunately, someone has already entered the palace, and he can't escape no matter what, so it's not a waste of money to make up for it tonight.

The ministers at the side looked at Huo Rong with a smile on his face from time to time, and suddenly became gloomy in the blink of an eye...

It wasn't until the Queen's figure completely disappeared outside the cabinet hall that His Majesty gradually returned to the state of discussion.

...His Majesty after the wedding is even more confusing.

After delivering the soup, Shang Yuan went back to the palace beating his waist.

For some reason, his body was always very tired these days, he couldn't wake up during the day, and his waist became sore after standing for a while.

Xiao Jin looked at Shang Yuan, who was yawning again and again, and said, "Your queen is tired? The servant is going to ask Jianyu to carry you back to the palace?"

Shang Yuan walked slowly, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

In the palace, everyone walks, and only the emperor and empress can ride in and out of the palace.

Shang Yuan is neither willing to accept this status, nor is he willing to indulge in the privileges brought by the Queen.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard a faint cry of a man from the palace wall on one side, which made his heart tremble slightly.

Shang Yuan looked at the obviously dilapidated palace wall, and slowly frowned: "Is there someone living here?"

"This is the former residence of Yumei. He was loved by the late emperor at that time. Unfortunately, he made a mistake and was imprisoned within the high wall day and night. He has gone crazy..."

It was only then that Shang Yuan remembered that Huo Rong's father was notoriously lustful, and he often went to the south of the Yangtze River to bring beauties, and there were even a few who could enter the palace. This beauty from Yu should be regarded as a favorite.

Shang Yuan couldn't help asking: "What mistake did he make?"

"Are you from Yumei? He committed crimes that even a man can't stand. This person was originally the wife of a blacksmith. She seduced the late emperor and was able to enter the palace. But who knows that his stomach has grown bigger and bigger every day in just a few months." It grows bigger every day..."

"It turned out that he was already pregnant before he had contact with His Majesty. It's just that this man's pregnancy was not obvious in the first three months, so he could hide it from the world. But after three months, his belly changed every day..."

"Looking at the month, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it's not after marriage—"

"He was supposed to be executed by Ling Chi, but the late emperor did not kill him, but imprisoned him within the high walls of this cold palace, and in the end he was tortured to the point of madness..."

Shang Yuan was taken aback.

He suddenly remembered last night's dream.

In the dream, his belly was like an inflated balloon within a few days, getting bigger and bigger every day.

And the tyrant's eyes were dark, he blocked himself in a corner and asked...

Shang Yuan quickly shook his head.

How come he always scares himself these days.

Shang Yuan returned to the inner hall and looked at the empty food box.

Thinking of the appearance of the tyrant eating soup, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Strange to say.

Seeing the hot soup being slowly drank by Huo Rong, an inexplicable sporadic excitement grew in his heart.

Ah, this... Shang Yuan immediately forced himself to think about the stern look of the tyrant when he killed someone.

Huo Rong is a murderer in the book, how could I forget his true colors just because I married him!

What's more, this person is still ambitious and wants to force him to give birth to a prince!

Shang Yuan thought sadly, life in the harem was scarce, and there was only one tyrant left in his eyes, so he had to be more vigilant against the slow invasion of the tyrant!

Shang Yuan thought for a while, and called for paper and ink.

He picked up the pen and used his highest skills as a soul painter to draw four classic scenes in which the tyrant left him with a psychological shadow.

In the first picture, the tyrant made Hai Dongqing eat someone's tongue; in the second picture, the tyrant in the original book chopped off his head; in the third picture, the tyrant threw the woman into the furnace as firewood; Standing in a corner and asking him who the child belongs to...

Take a look at the painting every day to protect your heart and life.

In this way, when playing the role of a wife, he will not play himself into it.

Shang Yuan finished these few paintings in one go, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Now he is not in the Duke's mansion, but in the palace, sharing the bed with the tyrant!

It's also because of his outstanding painting skills. In these four paintings, the tyrant is particularly vivid, and it looks completely capitalized as fierce and evil...

If Huo Rong saw it, maybe Long Yan would be furious, and the second painting would be realized immediately...

Shang Yuan shook, and decided to hide these refreshing paintings.

He looked around and frowned.

Nowhere in the hall was safe, and he wanted to find a place that was easy to find and relatively hidden.

Shang Yuan thought about it, and decided to hide under the bed——

He quietly squatted down, but was startled immediately.

Oh wow.

There is already an old mahogany box under the bed, and there is an exquisite concentric lock hanging on it, which is obviously very cherished.

Usually this kind of thing contains a lot of private treasures of love.

Shang Yuan: "???"

This is the bed for the empress's wedding, no one has the guts to hide this thing, the matter is probably done by the tyrant.

Could it be... the tyrant already has someone else in his heart?

Shang Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Even so, he, the queen who was forced to enter the palace and was still hiding a vest, is not qualified to ask questions, right?

When Shang Yuan saw the box, he gave up the choice of putting it under the bed, and instead hid the paintings under the pillow.

Every time when a fake show is about to be done for real, he has to hide under the covers and look at these paintings soberly.

To see the true face of the tyrant.

Shang Yuan hid the painting and sighed quietly on the bed. Taking today as an example, he still has a task hanging on his head.

Huo Rong arranged two things for him.

One is soup, and the other is warm quilt.

Tonight, he is doomed to escape from warming the tyrant's bed.

But seeing that night was coming, the tyrant hadn't appeared yet.

Shang Yuan felt that it was just what he wanted.

After all, warming the quilt was quite shameful, and he didn't want to be stared at by the tyrant when he lay down foolishly.

The tyrant had better wait for the bed to warm up before coming back, and he only needs to leave the tyrant with a hot bed!

Shang Yuan bit the bullet and got to the outside of the dragon bed, where the tyrant was lying on his newly-married last night.

He lay awkwardly where Huo Rong lay down last night, with his hands and feet obediently put away, trying to keep his head empty and be a competent tool stove.

But he knew that Huo Rong was lying in this place last night, and at this moment, the cold silk was slowly walking around his body like a tyrant's fingertips.

And tonight when Huo Rong lay down, what he felt was his body temperature...

Lying on the tall dragon bed, Shang Yuan tried hard to control his gradually red ears, so that he would not think too much.

He was just warming the bed, lying here and waiting for the bed to heat up.

I don't know how long I've been lying down, the quilt gradually became warm, Shang Yuan reached to the side with his hand, and found that the place beside him was still cold.

That's his place.

Shang Yuan rolled his eyes.

He was covered with a quilt that was more than three feet long. Since he shared the quilt with the tyrant, he should also share in keeping himself warm.

Shang Yuannuan was on the side of the tyrant, but rolled over to his side again.

Pretend to be smart and take care of both sides, tossing and turning on the bed.

Shang Yuan was busy rolling the sheets when he suddenly heard a sound from the inner hall door——

It was Huo Rong who walked in.

Shang Yuan thought silently: "The tyrant can't see me, I'm in the bed, no one will take the initiative to see the bed."

As soon as Huo Rong entered the palace gate, he saw his little husband and wife rolling around on the huge dragon bed. The dragon bed was wide, and the hairy head was exposed outside the quilt, which was very obvious.

"What are you doing?"

Shang Yuan was concentrating on sweeping across the dragon bed slowly, and it was bound to make all corners hot, and he heard the voice of the tyrant resounding above his head.

It's not embarrassing to warm the quilt, and it's really embarrassing if the process is discovered.

Shang Yuan felt like a pancake rolling back and forth in the stove, and suddenly his whole body burned with embarrassment.

Shang Yuan happened to lie face down on the pillow, and after a pause, he mustered up his courage and said: "...I am ordered to warm the bed."

"Are you really obedient?" Huo Rong laughed, and stretched out his hand to pick someone's head out of the quilt: "Get lost, your mind will become more and more inflexible."

This brain still wants to play tricks? !

I don't know how I ambushed by my side to deliver the news?

Shang Yuan was raised by the tyrant, embarrassed and unconvinced.

Why is he out of his mind?

He cooks soup and warms the bed earnestly in order to fulfill the Queen's duties outside of bed affairs. Seeing that he is good enough in other things, the tyrant may downplay the consummation of the house.

As long as his stomach doesn't get big, what's the matter with the rolling bed!

And although his method looked a bit clumsy, the dragon bed was already hot.

However, Huo Rong seemed to have seen through his mind, and snorted coldly: "The bed is hot, aren't you getting colder and colder?"

Only then did Shang Yuan realize that the heat on his body had been dissipated by him.

Warming two quilts by one person is really too much.

Huo Rong hugged him, rolled half a circle on the dragon bed with him in his arms, and said in a low voice, "A Yuan's way of rolling around is good, but how can he do it alone?"

Shang Yuan: "..."

This time he is not cold.

Even the ears are hot.

Huo Rong looked at Shang Yuan's appearance, but gradually fell silent.

In a few days, the remnants of the former prince will be executed, and these people are the old friends whom Shang Yuan had close contact with when he was loyal to the prince.

He planned to disclose this matter to Shang Yuan to see how he would act.

Now, Huo Rong is staring at Shang Yuan's furry head rolling in bed, feeling that he thinks highly of him.

But he is an emperor after all, and it is impossible for him to be dispelled by all these trifles.

Huo Rong said thoughtfully: "In a few days, why don't Ah Yuan go out to the palace with me?"

Shang Yuan was held in Huo Rong's arms, and his little face blushed again: "What your majesty said is related to the wedding again?"

Xiao Jin told him that after marriage, he would go out of the palace with the tyrant to sacrifice to heaven and earth in the name of the empress, and there might be many people watching on the way.

He is the male queen of the tyrant, and those people don't know how curious they will look at him.

Huo Rong didn't know what was going on in his mind, and said close to his ear: "The queen guessed wrong, it has something to do with murder."

Those people are the prince's confidantes, and they are also familiar with Shang Yuan.

If Shang Yuan really had a different intention, it would be difficult to stand by and watch.

Huo Rong acted as if nothing had happened: "These people will be executed in another day. I know that the Empress is very fond of the past. Since they are the Empress' old friends, why don't the Empress send them off with me?"

Shang Yuan was obviously stunned: "Okay - I listen to Your Majesty..."

It turned out that Huo Rong didn't take him to sacrifice to heaven and earth to announce it to the world.

Shang Yuan lowered his eyes.

He knew that the people who were going to be killed were all the prince's confidantes in the original book.

Since the original owner has been loyal to the crown prince for several years, he must have a lot to do with these people.

Huo Rong deliberately invited him to watch the beheading together, either as a test or a deterrent.

This is the tyrant.

After drinking the soup he cooked and sleeping under his warm quilt, he might be forced to conceive a prince in the future—but so what, he should try, there will be no less.

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