Get dressed quickly and get pregnant. My wife wants to be pampered.

Divorce her?

Thinking of this, Xu Baoer started to have bad thoughts.

She wanted to make him reluctant to part with her.

Xu Baoer knelt on the bed with his legs closed, eyes slightly closed, and gently kissed the side of Zhou Jin's face.

Her eyelashes trembled violently, like frightened butterflies. The face is as smart as an elf, and the white brocade robe is dignified and elegant, very much like a saint who was sacrificed.

Youthful and holy.

Zhou Jin couldn't help but clenched his hands into fists. The veins on the back of his hands were clear. His eyes were closed tightly, with a forbearing look, like a Buddhist disciple who devoted himself to the Buddha.

Zhou Jin allowed Xu Baoer to do evil from his face to his Adam's apple, and saw his Adam's apple rolling and his brows frowning.

"I beg the prince to save my little girl."

"Have mercy on my little girl."

The cowardly voice is sweet and delicate, like honey, making people enjoy it.

The broad back of the hand and the slender jade hand slowly moved in circles.

She has a pure and lustful face, and at the same time, she has a body that makes people's blood pump.

"Who are you from?"

The dark color in Zhou Jin's eyes became thicker. His hand easily clasped Xu Baoer's small and delicate chin and asked in a deep voice.

"My daughter belongs to the prince."

"My little girl is pleased with the prince."

The gentle kiss fell, and Zhou Jin was completely confused. I don't know who pulled down the curtain and half draped it on Xu Baoer's thin waist.

I could hear Zhou Jin asking Xu Baoer who he belonged to, but his voice getting smaller and smaller when he said he was the prince.

"who are you?"

"Tell me, who are you?"

Zhou Jin lay behind Xu Baoer, his voice low and hoarse. He didn't want to call that damn Zhang San and lose his reputation at this time.

His Jiaojiao doesn't care even if she gives him a fake name.

"My name is Bao'er, Bao'er."

Baoer? Something flashed through Zhou Jin's head for a moment, but he couldn't catch it. He didn't have time to think carefully and called "Bao'er" over and over again, like a whisper between lovers.

A low-mellow voice, lazy and lingering. Like a clear feather, it passed through Xu Baoer's heart.

It turns out that Zhou Jin can be so gentle despite such strong plunder.

As soon as dawn broke, Song Xingzhi rushed to the courtyard where the prince lived. He was worried that Zhang San's medicine would not work, so he had sent many people to find a famous doctor who knew the poisons on the western border.

Please don't let anything happen to your lord.

"General Song, the prince has ordered that no one can enter."

Before Song Xingzhi stepped into the courtyard, he was stopped by two guards at the door.

"This general is not anyone else. No one else can enter. I am an exception."

Zhou Jin always favored Song Xingzhi and often let him do whatever he wanted.

"It's really not possible. The prince specifically ordered it. General Song, you can't do it either."

ah? Something is seriously wrong.

Song Xing is in a hurry, what happened? The prince has even disappeared. Is this Zhang San useful?

With his eyes rolling around, Song Xingzhi left the courtyard and specially captured a few maids for torture.

When they saw Song Xingzhi's handsome, boyish face, the maids blushed with embarrassment.

"What happened in the prince's courtyard last night? Did Young Master Zhang ask you to get any medicine?"

"Little General Song, I didn't see Young Master Zhang last night."

"It's true that the prince called for water several times very late at night."

Call for water. Why call for water?

Song Xingzhi, an innocent young man, was confused.

Are you taking a medicinal bath at night?

Wow, my poor prince is in such pain that he needs to take a medicinal bath for so long.

"How is the prince's mental state?"

"Quite...very good, and her complexion is rosy."

The maid's face was as red as a March hibiscus. Thinking of the scene she saw last night, she wanted to shrink into a ball.

She has never seen anyone more masculine than King Duan. Last night he was wearing white trousers and a simple robe of the same style on his upper body. He had wheat-colored mermaid curves and a few beads of sweat.

His long black hair was spread loosely, he was as domineering as a lion, his face was extremely aggressive, but his eyes were extremely cold. The slender legs, with looming muscle curves.

The maid also knew the personnel affairs, so she naturally knew what was going on inside.

Last night, she secretly peeked inside and saw only a small, white jade foot, exposed outside the curtain.

With just one foot, the maid could tell how charming the woman inside the curtain was, making her fascinated and unable to stop.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Song Xingzhi saw the prince he longed for. Sure enough, as the maid said, the prince seemed to be fine.

Zhang San, Zhang San, you are indeed an extraordinary man, so talented.

Not only will he provide advice to catch bandits, but he will also treat illnesses and save people.

Looking at the prince's rosy complexion and happy mood, he knew that Zhang San must have worked hard all night last night.

Thinking of this, Song Xingzhi decided to give Xu Baoer some of his private treasures.

"My lord, has the poison been cured?"

"Ah."

"Ah San is pretty good, why don't we join him as a staff member in the camp?"

Song Xingzhi liked Zhang San very much, but he didn't know martial arts and couldn't ride a horse, so it was not convenient to carry him around.

"If I ride a horse in the future, I can take him with me, so you don't have to worry about it, Your Majesty."

"Need not."

There was no emotion in Zhou Jin's tone, but Song Xingzhi was extremely anxious.

"Ah San has nothing wrong with him except that he is physically weak and doesn't know martial arts or horse riding. He is extremely intelligent, brave and resourceful, and he is a talented person."

Zhou Jin found it a bit satisfying to see Song Xingzhi praising Baoer like this.

"The king has already accepted her."

The naive Song Xingzhi had no idea what kind of "collection" was, and he was beaming with joy.

"Haha, then congratulations to the prince for getting another talent."

At this moment, the "talent" in Song Xingzhi's words was lying on his prince's bed, with his little feet curled up.

Qianqian curled a strand of hair with her thin hands, twisting and twisting.

Xu Baoer's face was full of satisfaction. Although her prince was cold to outsiders, he was cold-faced and warm-hearted towards her.

It turns out that liking someone and not liking someone are completely different in terms of performance.

Although he was still cruel and uncontrollable, he showed love and tenderness last night.

Last night, Zhou Jin held her in his arms and kissed her forehead preciously.

"For the rest of my life, I will only have you as my king, and I will never have any second thoughts."

Zhou Jin even confessed to Xu Baoer about his uncleanness and failure to maintain his chastity, with regret in his eyes.

"I can't help you, I hope Bao'er won't dislike you."

Xu Baoer felt uneasy when he saw Zhou Jin was so affectionate and loyal. What if he knew that she was his Princess Duan?

Zhou Jin is a person with a clear distinction between love and hate. He is extremely cold, but hides the same extreme tenderness.

His youthful experiences made him a cold-blooded and ruthless living king of hell, who hated betrayal and deception the most.

Thinking of this, Xu Baoer rolled himself into a ball.

She was thinking about how she could calm down Zhou Jin's anger when he knew his true identity.

What clothes should I wear?

Little eunuch uniform? Or a guard uniform?

Xu Baoer touched his belly, baby, you have to be more confident. If your father takes action against your mother, I will hand you over for my mother's sake.

Let your dad vent his anger on his stomach.

Let's see how long he can stay angry.