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

The night wind blew the young man's ink-like hair, but it couldn't blow away the hot blush on his cheeks.

"After being kissed by me, my face turned red like this." Huo Rong raised his chin calmly, and said slowly: "How dare you say that the thoughts in that book are deceiving me?"

Shang Yuan touched the corners of his lips that were flushed by the kiss, and his chest throbbed rapidly——

Huo Rong said softly: "There are two days left before returning to Beijing, A Yuan, you go back to the palace with me, you still like me, and my heart for you has never changed, let's live a good life in the days to come— —”

Shang Yuan stood still.

"You also know that I have so many political affairs that I don't have time to take care of him. It's rare to go out of the palace this time... A Yuan, don't make trouble, come home with me..."

Huo Rong pressed so hard that there was almost no way for him to retreat.

"Even if you liked... so what?"

Even if he liked it at that time, what the tyrant gave him were all false temptations and defenses.

And now that he has escaped from the palace, why...to repeat the same mistakes...

The young man's words were very light, like a spring breeze, but immediately made Huo Rong tremble: "You...what did you say?"

I thought that after I had penetrated the young man's thoughts, the young man would fall into his arms again. After all, no matter whether it was the status of the queen or the friendship between the two, the young man had no reason to refuse...

But Shang Yuan said such a distant sentence, and still looked away?

Shang Yuan lowered his head and found his voice after a long while. He said respectfully and distantly: "Your Majesty said that I didn't think about it. Today I'm tired and I want to go back to the boat to rest earlier."

He was anxious, almost as if fleeing, and prepared to walk towards his own boat.

Unexpectedly, Huo Rong didn't stop him, he raised his hand lightly, and stepped forward to support Shang Yuan firmly.

"you……"

Huo Rong pursed the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I won't disturb you, I just sent you to the boat myself."

Shang Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly, the tyrant didn't force him to stay tonight, but obeyed his wishes.

Shang Yuan didn't stay long, and after saluting slightly, he protected his increasingly round belly with one hand, and walked towards the small boat attached to the tyrant's royal boat.

Regardless of Shang Yuan's refusal, Huo Rong held him tightly in his arms, holding a glazed lantern in his hand, looking from a distance, he really looked like a couple of ordinary people.

Huo Rong sent the boy to the boat, seeing the boy's vigilant refusal, he finally just stood still on the deck, and added unwillingly: "You...you go back, and think about what I told you. if……"

The boy just bowed slightly and saluted, then walked past him while holding on to the railing on the boat.

The night wind blew away the young man's hair, and also lifted his soft and white clothes. He was obviously slender and weak as if he was returning home with the wind, but his belly was swollen, making him staggering, like an exiled fairy being bound and entangled by the mortal world.

Huo Rong's heart suddenly felt sour—the boy was pregnant with his child, but during the most dangerous months, he did nothing but torture and test the boy endlessly...

Even... Busy in and out of the front court every day and night, without even noticing the strangeness of the person next to her pillow...

No wonder Shang Yuan would say that sentence, even if he liked it, so what...

The night wind blew, and the boy slowly walked to the other side of the boat, but Huo Rong still didn't look back——

Falling into the water this time caused the boy's old knee ailment. His body was already heavy, and walking on the floating boat seemed more and more difficult.

But even so, the young man just leaned against the trembling railing on the small boat, and resolutely refused to see him off any further...

I would rather lean on the railing than be supported by my husband...

Huo Rong took a deep breath.

He has always been very proud, even when he loves the boy and shows his favor in every possible way, he still has a bit of arrogance of a superior.

Just now he pressed on to analyze the young man's mind step by step, just to confirm that the young man liked him, the young man did not deny it, but... even if he liked him, so what?

Huo Rong's dark eyes were deep. How could a person like himself be worthy of the boy's love...

Staring at the back that disappeared in the mist, the dull pain in my heart spread quietly...

Originally, he thought that the matter would be resolved within three days. If the young man was unwilling, Huo Rong had also thought of taking him back to the palace and imprisoning him by forceful means...

In short, it is better not to let him run out of the palm...

But now, seeing the young man pregnant with his cub, with such a decisive tone and expression, Huo Rong was tortured by the sense of separation in his heart, and it became more and more uncomfortable.

Huo Rong returned to the imperial boat in a daze, wandering around almost unconsciously.

Eunuch Feng followed his footsteps and tried to persuade him: "Your Majesty has been in a bad mood today. The Queen is pregnant, so Your Majesty should be happy."

Huo Rong has calmed down: "You go - find some nails and wood used on the fence of the boat and bring them to me."

Eunuch Feng is now immune to the sudden and weird order from the tyrant, so he sent someone to send it without saying a word.

Huo Rong took it, and the corners of his lips finally curved.

Late at night, on a small boat.

The small boat was not as brightly lit as the imperial boat in front. It was fully loaded with clear moonlight and docked on the sparkling lake.

The candle lamp flickered, but Shang Yuan's heart gradually became clear——

As long as we can continue to divide the boats in the past few days, avoid seeing the tyrant disturbing his thoughts, and find an opportunity to ask the tyrant to let him go.

Maybe what Huo Rong said made sense and hit his mind.

When we get along day and night, I do have concerns and nostalgia...

Even thinking of him now, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise.

But that liking, to Shang Yuan, was full of fear and sourness.

When the status is not equal, if you give your sincerity, wouldn't you just let others fuck you?

Before the two tried each other, he had some reservations, and almost fell into it, but now that Huo Rong is sincere, how can he resist?

If he really returned to the palace, wouldn't he lose his freedom again, and his whole heart would hang on Huo Rong again day and night?

Shang Yuan felt restless——

What's more, what the tyrant likes is always only the original owner.

Shang Yuan turned off the lights and lay on the cabin alone.

He knew that it was like turning off a light at this moment, and immediately suppressed all thoughts of the tyrant.

But the tyrant's expression, the way he spoke, and every word he said just now quietly penetrated into his heart, echoing repeatedly and lingering, making him unable to sleep peacefully.

"There is still some truth to the nonsense that the dog emperor said." Shang Yuan thumped the bed angrily, and let out a long and weak breath: "I really have a heart for him?!"

Shang Yuan admitted with difficulty that Huo Rong was right.

But liking this kind of thing is nothing compared to physical and mental health, okay?

If he continues to get along with an arrogant and powerful person like the tyrant, he will definitely not be able to escape the end of his untimely death...

Shang Yuan was about to sleep, when he suddenly heard a few tinkling sounds coming from outside the window, the sound was covered by the water waves, if he had already slept peacefully, he would not have heard it, but he was conscious at the moment, so he got up and walked out of the cabin immediately.

A ray of moonlight shone dimly on the small boat. Beside the railing of the small boat, a tall man squatted halfway and knocked on the nails. His figure was as calm and tough as a mountain.

"Huh??" Shang Yuan closed his eyes and opened them again, not daring to say anything: "Your Majesty???"

Huo Ronggui is the king of a country, if he doesn't fall asleep while being served by a beautiful maid on that soft bed, what's the point of knocking nails on his boat?

Huo Rong didn't expect Shang Yuan to come out, his back stiffened immediately, he stood up, turned his head and said, "You...haven't slept yet?"

Even though he deliberately concealed it, he could still see a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment on the face of the former tyrant.

Shang Yuan showed surprise, and looked at the things in the hands of the tyrant by the moonlight——

Nails, a wooden hammer, and some reinforced planks...

It seems that it is specially used to strengthen the railing on this ship?

Reflecting Shang Yuan's suspicious eyes, Huo Rong finally couldn't hold it any longer, and looked elsewhere unnaturally: "I saw you holding on to this railing when you came back, but I didn't see that the railing was very stable, so I thought Let me beat you for you..."

Shang Yuan pursed his lips and remained silent for a while.

Huo Rong has always been arrogant. He has been married to him for so long, and he always just plays tricks with a half-smile, as if he can control all his emotions and thoughts, but he himself can stay out of it.

But at this time, perhaps because of the gentle moonlight, the tyrant's figure has lost its previous coldness, but instead...shows a bit of innocence and stupidity that has never been seen before.

Shang Yuan looked at his at a loss and forced himself to be calm, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Beating for the minister in the middle of the night, your majesty really has leisure and elegance..."

"Did it bother you?" Huo Rong coughed lightly: "I just happen to have nothing to do tonight..."

He couldn't say that thinking about the instability of the railing, he couldn't sleep at night and secretly came to knock the nails himself, right?

Do you want to lose face as His Majesty! ?

Of course, it's okay if you don't, but Huo Rong has been thinking about it for a long time, and he didn't say these congratulatory words out of his mouth.

The two squatted and stood up, silent to each other, tapped the nails lightly in the hazy moonlight, and strengthened the railing.

Huo Rong moved the corners of his lips, and finally said: "A Yuan, there are still two days left, are you willing to go back to the palace with me?"

Shang Yuan sighed in his heart, lowered his eyes noncommittally and said: "Your Majesty, Rong Chen... think about it carefully."

At dawn on the second day, Zhan Ling rushed to report that the pedestrian had fled into the forest cave in the mountain, and Jin Yiwei surrounded and robbed him for several days, but they couldn't hold on, and in the end they died and set fire to the mountain.

"The subordinates led 14 people in Jinyiwei, and captured 26 people who committed the crime. Among them, 25 dead soldiers, ten of them committed suicide, and one person was the imperial physician who fled after bewitching the emperor... There are two dead soldiers guarding the city. One of their young leaders, taking advantage of setting fire to the mountain and being covered by many dead soldiers, finally escaped..." Zhan Ling said: "Please make atonement, Your Majesty."

Huo Rong pondered: "Their leader is Shang Que?"

"That's right, it is Shang Que, the second son of the Duke of Wei, the younger brother of the Empress."

"It's him again." Huo Rong snorted coldly: "He is determined to be buried with Huo Congran—don't worry about this person, he will show up again in the future, I'm curious, they still What can you do!"

Shang Que was protected by the dead men and escaped by taking advantage of the terrain, but Jian Qing was captured by Jin Yiwei.

Huo Rong narrowed his eyes coldly, revealing a murderous look: "You bring the imperial doctor up first, and I will interrogate myself."