Eighty-sixth bowl of soup (eight)
"It hurts, it hurts!" The jade crown on Qing Huan's head was knocked off, and just hit her forehead, and she was about to burst into tears from the pain!
The regent wanted to greet her when he heard the footsteps, but who knew that she walked so fast, bent over to take off her socks after taking off her boots, and the jade crown just fell off, can it not hurt? She could only take off her hands covering her forehead and look carefully, then heaved a sigh of relief: "It's red."
Thankfully there was no bloodshed.
Qing Huan looked at him pitifully, and said softly, "It hurts so much."
Just like a wronged child. This matter was indeed the Prince Regent's fault, he sighed, and pulled her into his arms, when she bumped into him just now, he had already stepped back, but unfortunately he was a little slower, and she still bumped into her.
After rubbing it for a long time, he said in a warm voice, "You just said it very well."
"...Huh?" Qing Huan enjoyed the gentle touch, "Are you here?"
The co-author is only now finding out who the person is. The regent didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he pressed lightly on her forehead with his fingertips, Qing Huan took a painful breath, and then he eased his strength, "I'm behind, I didn't go in, I heard everything you said. Your Majesty seems Really grow up."
"Don't call me Your Majesty." Qing Huan wanted to pinch the soft flesh around his waist, but the man's whole body was hard, except for the heart, there seemed to be no soft place at all. Finally, she took his hand and smiled, "Didn't I say that the little uncle doesn't need to do anything. But the little uncle still came, is it because he is worried about me?"
After all, he was always present before, so the old guys didn't dare to rely on their old ones to sell their old ones. Once he was not around, she would be like meat on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered.
Naturally, the regent would not admit it. He has received small gifts from her in succession in the past few days. After finally meeting him last night, he disappeared again in the morning. heart. He didn't want to let her know that he was worried, so he changed the subject: "Does it still hurt?"
The big hands had already slid onto Qing Huan's slender waist, and she felt different from before wearing the dragon robe. For the regent, Qing Huan who was with him now, he had naturally regarded her as another person look. No matter what the final outcome is, no matter whether she has other plans or not, he will choose to indulge this time and will not regret it. The worst outcome would be to leave the capital completely and never see her again.
However, if he misses this opportunity, he may lose even more.
It still hurts when he asked, of course he wasn't asking about Qing Huan's forehead, but... Qing Huan also realized that she would naturally not be shy, it's normal for men and women to love each other, so she habitually stepped on his boots, stretched Putting his arms around the Prince Regent's neck, he said in an aggrieved tone, "It hurts to death. I said I'm not feeling well. Am I lying? I want my little uncle to carry me to the bed. I'm tired and I need to rest."
The regent hugged her in a good-tempered manner, and Qing Huan smiled immediately: "I'm not worried about me, why did you come?" Last night she casually mentioned that today she was going to be angry with Mrs. Chen in public, and today he came and said It's not surprising that she's worried. It's just that she was clear in her heart, but she didn't say it out of her mouth. "Little uncle is really hard-spoken and soft-hearted. I like little uncle the most."
She called her little uncle happily, and the regent told her several times that she would not change, and as time passed, he no longer wanted her to change.
"Since you are not feeling well, you should take a good rest..."
"I want to go to the palace." Qing Huan grabbed his sleeve, "I don't want to stay here."
The regent looked down at her, she was sitting on the bed, her two little feet were dangling, his heart softened immediately, touched by the sparkling eyes, "What are you doing in the palace, it's not fun at all." The most important thing What's more, he was worried that she would be recognized by others, and that would be bad.
"The imperial palace isn't very fun either. If the news spread that I'm unwell, I'm afraid the queen mother will be here soon." Qing Huan pouted, "I don't want to see her."
The regent knew how harsh the queen mother was to her, and thought of how much she had experienced at such a young age, he felt pity for her. Ever since he got her body, those sorrows and anger gradually dissipated, and he seemed to have ushered in a new life, but it was only a few days, and everything in the past was forgotten. "Alright, let's go to the palace, but you have to change your clothes first."
This is natural, Qing Huan can't go out wearing a dragon robe.
Although the two are already husband and wife, the regent still upholds the gentleman's demeanor and avoids watching her when she changes clothes. Unexpectedly, within a few moments, she heard her cry of pain, and when she turned her head, a beautiful back like white jade appeared in front of her eyes, her skin was as dazzling as jade white.
"Little uncle." Qing Huan looked at him tearfully, pointing to the knot of the chest belt on the back: "I have tied it into a dead knot, and I can't untie it."
At this moment, no matter how much beauty there was, it was completely ruined by her unsightly words. The regent stepped forward a few steps, but he didn't know how she did it, and the knot couldn't be untied. After finally breaking it, she felt that her arm was sore and asked him to help her change her clothes. It didn't seem like he wanted to compensate him, but rather he came to ask him to collect debts.
After dressing her, the Prince Regent was already sweating profusely, and Qing Huan wiped him with a handkerchief virtuously, her movements were very gentle, but her expression was as cunning as a little fox. The regent pulled her into his arms and sighed, "Little bastard."
He has scolded her like this several times. It's embarrassing for the majestic Ninety-Five to be called a little bastard, but Qing Huan doesn't care at all. Instead, he thinks it's a pet name. So she still smiled and rolled her eyes: "Little uncle scolded me again."
Isn't he a little bastard? Seeing that his heart is calm, he insists on making him stir up trouble. The regent squeezed her hand, "Go."
The two left the palace with their eyes and ears covered, Qing Huan took a deep breath, the air outside was fresher than the inside of the palace. At present, she doesn't plan to be an enemy of the queen mother. The regent is very kind to her now, but most of the reason is because he has her body, and the deep-rooted gentleman's thinking makes him responsible for her. If he really wants to get rid of the bad feelings in his heart, how can he do it without the empress dowager playing the vicious stepmother later.
Let her be arrogant for a while longer, until the regent has completely forgotten the past and started a new life.
Today she is still wearing a red dress, her black hair is tied up in a bun casually, and a glass bead is hanging from one ear. She is dressed casually, but beautifully. In the carriage, she sat recliningly in the arms of the regent, and occasionally lifted the curtain to look out. The bustle and bustle of people outside was filled with a strong atmosphere of life. The common people live and work in peace and contentment, and the world is peaceful, which is why the Empress can sit firmly in this country.
The world has been settled, and wars are not easy to happen.
"If only I were an ordinary person."
She sighed with emotion for no reason, which made the regent slightly startled: "Why?"
"I'm very envious." She pointed not far away, and the regent followed her gaze, and saw that it was a young couple. The husband took out a few copper coins to buy a bowl of almond cheese at a stall. Their clothes are clean and tidy, although a little old, there is no place for damage. The husband bought the almond cheese and fed it to his wife bit by bit with a spoon. The wife shook her head while supporting her belly after eating a small part. The husband said a few more words, but she still shook her head, so the husband drank the remaining almond cheese in a few mouthfuls. Picking up the challenger on the side, he took his wife away.
"Her belly is so big." Qing Huan said, "Is she pregnant?"
Didn't wait for the Regent to answer—nor did she need him. "Will I have a baby with my little uncle?"
Hearing this, the Regent trembled slightly, and stroked her long hair: "Is Your Majesty willing?"
This time Qing Huan did not pursue the slip of the tongue that he called her His Majesty, but looked at him with wide eyes: "Little Uncle, would you like it?"
The regent nodded. He was approaching his age, never had a child under his knees, and when he was a teenager, he was on a war outside and delayed his marriage. Later, as he grew older, he really had no need for a wife. But for the first emperor, or for the queen mother, as the regent, he has no wife and no children, it couldn't be better. In this case, even if he becomes rebellious one day, the royal family will still have to sit in this country in the end.
As for the reason...
"But the belly will become very big, so what if I can't hide it?" Qing Huan fantasized about how she would look up with her big belly, and immediately wrinkled her face, "I like being an emperor very much."
The regent touched her belly, groping the tender belly with his warm palm, feeling comfortable and itchy. Qing Huan moved in his arms, and suddenly heard him whispering in her ear: "Maybe you already have it."
Let this woman conceive her own child, this kind of thing has never been thought of before. When I liked her before, I just wanted to be the most loyal courtier and guard this great river and mountain for her. I never thought about it at all. Now that I am in my arms, the thought of being loyal and serving her is still there, but what occupies more is the kiss. hug.
"I didn't drink the Bizi Tang." Qing Huan said without hesitation. "If there is, I will give birth to the little uncle. But the little uncle has to promise me that even if he has a child, he has to like me the most."
Her small face was upturned and charming, and in the eyes of the regent, she was really innocent and cute. He couldn't help holding her small face and kissing her, and then touched her belly, as if there really was a little bastard there.
If she really gave birth to a child for herself, then what she said about liking him should be true, right? As the regent thought about it, his eyes gradually became eager.
Qing Huan was becoming more and more lazy by being touched by him. If she was a cat, then she would turn out her belly and meow at this moment.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the regent felt as if he heard her whispering something. Because it was so light, he couldn't be sure.
If only it were a normal person.
Did she say so
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