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

Shang Yuan's bed in the Duke's Mansion was also covered with several layers of thick blankets due to his marriage, and his body was soft and comfortable, but he could even feel the big knuckle hands clasped around his waist.

Shang Yuan's waist was supported by someone's palm, and his whole body seemed to be floating in mid-air, extremely helpless, and even climbed onto Huo Rong's shoulder involuntarily.

"Your Majesty..." He paused for a moment, then rolled his eyes: "Why don't you wait until you get to the palace, this is the residence of the minister, since it is His Majesty's wedding, of course it should be married in the palace..."

Huo Rong interrupted him: "Oh? The queen's reasons are always varied, but I don't mind this."

Huo Rong stared at Shang Yuan's fair neck for a moment, and said with a half-smile: "If the two of you are willing, even in a temporary tent, you can have an unforgettable night."

In a makeshift tent?

Shang Yuan shook slightly.

Why did the tyrant suddenly raise his tent at this moment?

No, he had to control himself not to think too much.

Huo Rong stared down at the boy on the bed.

Shang Yuan was thin and thin, tremblingly clutching his shoulders, his sleeves fell down, revealing a slender wrist.

Huo Rong imprisoned the young man firmly, and gently rubbed his ears.

Shang Yuan's pupils shrank, and traces of itching permeated his whole body.

That night, he was obviously the one who gave the tyrant aphrodisiac.

But now he felt that the medicine was soaked into his bones like a poison that could not be dispelled, so that whenever Huo Rong approached, even his fingertips began to go weak.

As their ears and temples rubbed together, the breath of the two was disordered.

Huo Rong caressed Shang Yuan's crimson ears, chuckled softly and said, "Ah Yuan wants me too, right?"

Shang Yuan turned his head uncomfortably.

Dog Emperor.

This time I probably can't escape.

But it’s okay to think about it.

It's not the first time, besides, the dog emperor can make him quite comfortable.

The last time I was in the camp, I was frightened and frightened, but I didn't enjoy it.

Since I can't resist this time, I might as well lie down obediently.

In short, he still has a lot of anti-child medicine, and taking Baoping afterwards will become...

His thoughts were interrupted by Huo Rong's kiss on his neck, and Shang Yuan was hugged by the tyrant before he had time to resist.

It was just bright outside, and the sunlight came in and sprinkled on the red gauze curtain.

Shang Yuan narrowed his eyes, slightly dazed.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the room, reminding him of what he had experienced just now.

Shang Yuan's ears were flushed, his body would not lie, he seemed... not disgusted by the tyrant's touch...

Huo Rong lowered his eyes, and the young man was pillowing on his chest, as if he had something on his mind.

He imprisoned the young man by his side with his arms, stroked his ink-like long hair, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Maybe...it's long overdue.

Nothing could satisfy his possessive desire more than this moment.

"That detailed work..." Shang Yuan still hadn't forgotten what was on his mind at this time, and he tried tentatively: "Didn't you have a letter with His Majesty before?"

The letter is in his handwriting, and it will be a disaster sooner or later to remain in the hands of a tyrant.

Huo Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Shang Yuan put on a righteous look: "Your Majesty has become a husband and wife with the minister, so there is no need for the meticulous work to linger!"

Huo Rong just looked at him quietly: "Huh?"

Shang Yuan plucked up his courage and tried to be justified: "That Xi Zuo once had a spring night with His Majesty, and before leaving, he left a letter for His Majesty, and His Majesty also said that the letter has been collected by you personally!"

"I'm now the Queen, and I have a very close relationship with Your Majesty. I think it's better for Your Majesty to destroy that letter. This is what I value!"

Don't they all say that pillow wind is the most effective?

Then he picked this time to ask the tyrant for the letter, so it must go well?

Huo Rong stared at Shang Yuan's serious appearance, and chuckled: "Why do I want to destroy it?"

"...Your Majesty has kept the detailed letter to you, and I will inevitably feel that Your Majesty still can't forget this person!" Shang Yuan discovered a special technique for asking for this letter: "As Your Majesty's Queen, I will naturally feel sad and lost. ..."

"After all, that fine work has already been favored by His Majesty before the minister!" Shang Yuan lowered his eyes, his small face could not hide his disappointment: "Every time I think of these things, I feel like a stick in my throat."

Having said so much, sorry, only the last sentence is true.

Huo Rong stroked Shang Yuan's back: "It turns out that the Queen is jealous of him being favored?"

Shang Yuan: "That's right! Jealousy! I asked His Majesty to destroy the letter out of jealousy for the meticulous work. I think His Majesty will understand!"

Huo Rong said with a smile: "This matter is also easy to solve - in the future, A Yuan will thank you a few more times, far surpassing that meticulous work, won't you not be jealous?"

Shang Yuan is a mass of black lines: "..."

Tyrant, what a terrible brain circuit.

Since the tyrant said so, he can't continue to ask for it, so as not to arouse suspicion again.

If you can't believe it, you have to take medicine.

Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the tyrant afterwards, Shang Yuan quietly took out a pill to avoid children.

Small brown pills with a mysterious luster.

Shang Yuan: "..."

To be honest, I don’t really want to drink it, mainly because I don’t know the pharmacology of this world. It’s weird enough for a man to have children. Men take the medicine to avoid children——

It's simply a sensational human experiment woo woo woo.

"What is Yuan doing?"

The tyrant who had just left went and returned, and the voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Shang Yuan trembled in fright, dared not delay any longer, and immediately stuffed the medicine in his mouth and swallowed it.

The taste is not bad, and even has a hint of sweetness.

So that you can not get pregnant?

Just off the charts.

Before he had time to think about it, the tyrant had already walked behind him, and naturally hugged Shang Yuan's waist: "What did Ah Yuanfang eat?"

The child-repelling medicine on Shang Yuan's chest immediately became burning.

In ancient times, it was important to stay behind, and as the emperor's only real husband, he didn't want to give birth to dragon heirs after Cheng En, but secretly took medicine to avoid children...

Rounding it up, it is considered murder of His Majesty's parent and child.

Huo Rong's mother was tragically executed for this crime. If Huo Rong knew that she was murdering his child, even though it was not yet formed, I am afraid that it would be inevitable.

Cold sweat immediately broke out on Shang Yuan's forehead: "I'm hungry, eat some snacks that I brought with me."

The corner of Huo Rong's mouth raised, and his lips gently pressed against his ear: "I haven't fed you just now?"

Shang Yuan shut himself up: "..."

What kind of pirated book is he wearing!

"I'm hungry too." Huo Rong went to poke his chest silently: "You just ate, give me one."

Shang Yuan was inexplicably wanting to laugh: "...Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and His Majesty cannot eat what the minister eats."

He coughed lightly and added: "But everything that enters His Majesty's mouth must be extra cautious..."

Before he could speak, the tyrant's lips were sucked into his mouth.

Huo Rong smiled and said in a low voice: "Except for A Yuan."

There was a bit of tenderness in the tone, making it hard to tell whether he was talking about him or the food that passed through his hands.

Thinking about it again, didn't the tyrant just eat him up and wipe him clean!

He was tortured so badly, and he just wanted to ask for a letter afterwards, but was ruthlessly rejected.

Dog tyrant.

If he had known his temper, he should have watched the tyrant get angry in the big tent, and remembered his embarrassment at that time, but he would never stick out a finger again!

Shang Yuan scolded Huo Rong in his heart, and worried about whether the child-avoiding medicine would make him explode in place.

Fortunately, there is nothing unusual about him.

"My lord." Knowing that Shang Yuan was returning to the mansion, Nanping came to see him: "The person you asked me to check is really weird."

After Shang Yuan got married, he lived in the palace, but Nanping was not a eunuch, so he couldn't often enter the palace.

Shang Yuan simply asked him to stay at home to investigate the Su family and the Second Young Master Su.

In the original book, Jian Jia died of dystocia shortly after marrying the second son of Su, and all of Jian Jia's dowry was also incorporated into the property of the Su family.

Before the big wedding, he knew that Mrs. Guo had plans to get engaged to Jian Jia, so he specially asked Nanping to investigate.

Nanping glanced out the window, and whispered: "Second Master Su often hangs around in Liuxiang, Huajie, and he's on good terms with a girl in the building."

"What's even more strange is that the woman had contact with the Duke's wife, and she was brought out by the Duke's wife."

Shang Yuan slowly clenched his fist.

Mrs. Guogong used to be a dancer born on a thin horse. She fell in love with her father at first sight. After she got Shang Que, she gradually rose to her current status.

As for the marriage she pointed out to Jian Jia, the man went out of his way, and even had a close relationship with her.

Is this unintentional or intentional?

Shang Yuan sneered and said, "He even went to prostitutes during marriage negotiation, he really didn't take Jian Jia seriously."

Men in the capital are often nostalgic for Fengyuechang, but even if they go too far, they will restrain a little when talking about marriage.

But Second Young Master Su is so presumptuous, it means he has not taken Jian Jia seriously.

If Jian Jia really got married, the ordeal described in the book would probably be experienced again.

Firmness flashed in Shang Yuan's eyes.

It doesn't matter whether it is due to chance or the Arabian Nights, since he has put on a book and is actually in this world, then he will naturally try his best to protect the person he wants to protect.

Shang Yuan murmured: "The man from the Su family hangs around in that brothel?"

Nan Ping said: "It's in the Huashui Pavilion in the west of the city. Second Young Master Su would secretly go there every five days."

Shang Yuan nodded and tapped on the table: "When he goes next time, you call me."

"But...maybe it's inconvenient, sir..." Nanping quickly glanced at Shang Yuan's lower abdomen: "The virtuous king often goes here too, you have to avoid suspicion..."

"This matter is related to Jian Jia's life. How can we not conduct a thorough investigation just because an irrelevant person shows up by chance?"

"Actually, the crown prince is not the only one who goes there." Nanping's voice lowered, "The second son of our mansion, for some reason, often shows up there—"

The author has something to say:

cub after birth

Rongrong Xunzi: Heaven will send a great mission to Si, and people must first work hard. For example, your father, who was ten years old, struggled to survive in the cold palace...

Zai Zai (expressionless): Ten years old is nothing, I have been struggling to survive since the embryo ==