Shaoyin slipped into the palace quietly. She didn't return to Chengfu Palace, nor did she meet Zhao Huaiye, but pretended to be a little palace maid and sneaked into Xuanming Palace to serve her.
On this day, Zhao Huaiye took medicine and lay down on the bed to rest. When he fell into a drowsy sleep, he vaguely felt that someone was touching his face, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and the fierce and menacing gaze shot out.
I saw a little maid sitting by the bed, with a beautiful face and a loving expression, looking at him with tears streaming down her face.
The moment he saw her face clearly, Zhao Huaiye's pupils constricted suddenly, and his body reacted first!
He reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed her arm tightly!
"Ah Xiao!"
The body that had just woken up hadn't fully awakened yet, and besides, he had been ill for a long time, and his body was extremely fragile. With this loud cry, there was an uncomfortable feeling in his throat and lungs, which made him cough immediately.
But his fingers tightened even more, firmly holding that soft arm.
The clear feeling under the palm made him understand that it was not a dream, not a hallucination, it was Ah Xiao who came back!
Excited, he immediately sat up, stretched out both hands, and tightly grasped her arm: "You're back! You're finally back! You still can't let me go, I know it!"
After finishing speaking, his face changed slightly, he pulled her into his arms forcefully, hugged her fiercely, and almost crushed her with such strength: "I will never let you leave again! Never again!"
Scenes of scenes emerged in his mind, some were chained to A Xiao in the palace;
Shaoyin sat at the table, shaking her legs lazily while watching the play.
Although he didn't know what the dark light across his eyes represented, his interest in acting was aroused.
"I had a nightmare." She opened her mouth silently, and passed the script to Huihui, "I dreamed that you died, and I woke up from fright."
Happy, controlling the figure in the illusion.
The beautiful and refined woman, with tears streaming down her face, beat Zhao Huaiye's back and said, "How can you not cherish your body like this! Why can't you treat yourself well!"
Zhao Huaiye's eyes flashed. It turned out that she came back because of this. She really came back because of this. The means he adopted were not wrong at all, she was such a person.
The joy of regaining what was lost, and the anxiety of being afraid of losing it again, made him hug her tightly. I don't know whether he was more proud or more wronged, he opened his mouth and said, "If I'm alright, why would you come back?"
Shaoyin slowed down the movement of beating him: "I am so important to you?"
"Of course!" he said, "I thought you knew!"
Shaoyin was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "I have amnesia, I have forgotten a lot of things, sometimes what you say, I will think it is coaxing me."
Zhao Huaiye was suddenly at a loss for words. But thinking of her suffering, almost dying from poisoning, and not remembering anything after waking up, and facing a completely strange world, I couldn't bear to blame her.
However, he was a little surprised, why didn't she recover her memory? The imperial doctor prescribed the medicine, and she took all of it, why didn't she recall it at all
But he changed his mind and thought again, it's okay if he can't remember.
"I won't coax you." He said in a soft voice, "You should believe me this time, right?"
Shaoyin nodded: "Yeah."
Zhao Huaiye's condition began to improve rapidly.
Now that his worries are over, he is willing to eat well and take medicine well, so he will naturally recover quickly.
However, he was more paranoid than before, watching Shaoyin closely, not allowing her to leave his sight. However, even if he didn't ask, Shaoyin wouldn't run away.
Not only do not run, but also take good care of him.
For example, let him sit on the bed, and she feeds him: "Ah~ the puppy is eating!"
"..."
The blue veins on Zhao Huaiye's forehead twitched suddenly, and every time this happened, he would feel an indescribable feeling. He intended to tell her not to do this, but looking at her smiling face and thinking that she had just taken the initiative to come back to him, he couldn't bear to say it.
But Shaoyin intensified. Halfway through the feeding, she would suddenly raise the spoon and say with a smile, "The puppy wants to eat? What should I tell the owner?"
"Ah Xiao, don't be like this." Zhao Huaiye endured the discomfort and embarrassment, and tried his best to keep a straight face without making himself look too fierce.
Shaoyin shook her head: "No, that's not how puppies talk!"
Zhao Huaiye suddenly had a headache. He didn't understand how she became like this, when she wasn't like this before? Perhaps that poisoning not only made her lose her memory, but also poisoned her brain.
He refused to cooperate. He is the king of a country, how could he just "bark, woof, woof" to make her happy
Shaoyin urged him a few times, seeing that his face was always cold and displeased, she pouted, and angrily stuffed the rice bowl into his hand: "Hmph, eat it yourself!"
It was a warm meal, but at the end of the meal, everyone was unhappy. Zhao Huaiye ate by himself, but felt that it was boring and boring.
However, Shaoyin seemed to be interested, and repeated teasing again and again. Moreover, she seems to have a bad memory, obviously every time before, she ended up with unpleasant results, but she never tires of it: "Come on, puppy, tell the master that you want to eat!"
Zhao Huaiye refused to cooperate, and the two were quite angry.
Soon, Zhao Huaiye became obedient, and no longer let her feed him, he ate by himself.
"Hmph, the puppy has grown up, so it doesn't need to be fed by the owner." Shaoyin sat opposite him with her chin propped on one hand, watching him eat with a smile on her face.
Zhao Huaiye took a mouthful of rice, neither swallowing it nor spit it out, his mood was extremely complicated.
But he didn't dare to refute, lest she make trouble again and say something like "You don't pet me, you don't even want to bark like a puppy", or "You used to coax me, but now you don't".
She's out of her mind now, and he doesn't care about her. Zhao Huaiye thought this way, and as his body gradually recovered, he had higher demands.
He wants to have sex with her.
Speaking carefully, it has been several months since Shaoyin was brought back to the palace by him last autumn, and now the spring is blooming, but the two of them have never had sex!
This matter cannot pass.
Shaoyin didn't intend to push any further, and even took the initiative to pull him and said, "Let's give birth to the emperor's son!"
Zhao Huaiye was pleasantly surprised by her initiative, and served her diligently, satisfied physically and mentally, and was extremely happy.
In contrast, the court is not optimistic.
After Zhao Huaiye ascended the throne, he didn't have outstanding performance in his political achievements, but he was obsessed with women, and he did many stupid things. The ministers were very dissatisfied with him, which made Zhao Huaiye quite anxious.
His ascension to the throne was originally the throne descended from heaven, and it was his turn because all his brothers died. He was always a little transparent in the past, without even a confidant. And because of a little Zhaoyi, he frequently did these things, which made him even more unpopular.
Originally, he was comforted by A Xiao, and the happiness index in his love life exploded, so the affairs in the court were not so annoying, and he governed the court with full energy, confidence and ambition every day.
But the reality is that Shaoyin pulls him to give birth to the emperor's son every day.
Zhao Huaiye originally enjoyed this kind of thing very much. But after a long time, he was a little bit overwhelmed.
Seven times a night is not difficult, what is difficult is seven times a night. Within half a month, Zhao Huaiye's excitement began to fade, and he no longer went to Chengfu Palace full of expectations every day. He will stay in the Xuanming Hall on the grounds of handling government affairs.
Shaoyin was devoted to giving birth to the emperor's son, so she chased her to Xuanming Hall. She wants it every day, no matter the time or process, only the result.
At first, Zhao Huaiye couldn't stand her pestering, and would deal with her a few times, but then he became afraid and began to shirk.
"Do you not like me anymore?"
"You have another woman?"
"You regret it, don't you?"
Zhao Huaiye was overwhelmed by her question, and laughed angrily: "Little fairy! I'm going to be squeezed dry by you!"
Hearing the sound of his teeth gnashing, Shao Yin blushed, and whispered, "I misunderstood you." The next day, she went to the imperial dining room, rolled up her sleeves, and made big tonic soup.
Within half a month, Zhao Huaiye got tired of drinking.
It's okay if he doesn't drink, because Shaoyin will carry the food box, run to the imperial study, watch him drink it himself, and pretend to feed it with his hands.
Zhao Huaiye didn't want to hear the words "the puppy is here to drink soup", so he had no choice but to take the bowl and drink it.
Half a month later, Zhao Huaiye felt like throwing up when he smelled the soup, and his stomach twitched when he saw Shaoyin's figure.
Shaoyin didn't seem to notice it, and every day happily carried the soup, came to watch him drink it, and then dragged him to give birth to the emperor after drinking it.
Three months later, there was no movement in her stomach.
Of course, there is no movement, she has never touched him.
It was already hot summer. Shaoyin ate her stomach and vomited, but she thought she was pregnant, but the imperial doctor checked her pulse and found out that she was not. She immediately broke down and said with a mournful face, "Why didn't you conceive the emperor again?"
"Don't worry, there will be." Zhao Huaiye coaxed.
Shaoyin cried, very sad: "Why?"
"When can I conceive the emperor's son?"
"Could it be that you can't get pregnant all the time?"
Zhao Huaiye wasn't worried about this at first, it's only been three months, so what's so strange about not being pregnant? But she cries every day, cries every day, and repeats those few words every day. After a long time, he can't help muttering—why
He is working very hard!
No one will work harder than him!
Because she has not conceived the emperor for a long time, Shaoyin has higher demands on him. Originally, I would take a break occasionally, such as five or three times a night. Now she has raised the bar, doing it seven times a day with no less!
Zhao Huaiye couldn't express his suffering.
No matter how young, energetic, and vigorous he was, he couldn't stand such consumption.
He borrowed the words of the imperial doctor and told her that this was not acceptable.
But Shaoyin didn't believe it, and was very unreasonable, arguing and arguing, insisting. Zhao Huaiye was annoyed, just pulled her face down, and before she said a serious word, she began to cry: "If this continues, when will I be your queen? If I don't give birth to a prince, I will be old!"
Zhao Huaiye: "..."
He felt that her brain was really broken.
This kind of thing was originally very pleasant, but it was endowed with "purpose" and "compulsion", and it gradually became less interesting.
become very boring.
When Zhao Huaiye saw her again, he just wanted to hide, and he didn't have the slightest desire to pull her closer.
And Shaoyin saw him every day, opening and closing her mouth to "give birth to the emperor", repeating it over and over again, as if there was only this one thing left in her life, and there were no other important things.
I don't know when, when he thought of her again, those emotions of attachment, love, possession, etc., quickly faded away like a landslide.
He no longer always goes to Chengfu Palace, but spends more and more time in Xuanming Palace, thinking that memorials are cuter than her.
On this day, Zhao Huaiye was reviewing the memorial in the imperial study.
At noon, Xia Lu came.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty refuses to eat again!"