The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

(If you can’t follow the plot, you can turn to the previous chapter. The previous chapter was stuck at more than 2,000 words. I went to the review office at 8 o’clock this morning and found three erotic plots. I was not released from the small black room until the three paragraphs were deleted. I… I was obviously not asleep, so where was the eroticism? (*｀へ′*))

Cang Zhao stared at Qu Xinyue's face, eagerly waiting for an answer.

Qu Xinyue did not answer but asked: "What about voluntary? What about being forced?"

Cang Zhao gripped the reins tightly with both hands, his joints tense.

Hearing Qu Xinyue's answer and the charm that inadvertently flashed between her eyebrows, his heart sank suddenly.

Although Qu Xinyue didn't say it, he had already got the definite answer.

Qu Xinyue was willing.

Cang Zhao felt difficulty breathing, and a tearing and suffocating feeling filled his entire chest.

His eyes are dim, why?

Why did I hear such bad news when I realized my feelings for Miss Qu?

Did Miss Qu finally choose Yuwen Qingzhou?

However, thinking of Yuwen Qingzhou's identity and strength, and considering the poison in his body, he still couldn't get all the medicinal materials to cure it.

He also felt that Miss Qu was right to choose Yuwen Qingzhou.

Before Qu Xinyue could care about Cang Zhao's depressed mood, a horse was galloping towards them from a distance.

Like a gust of wind, the man on horseback had an inverted triangle figure, was tall and had long legs, and looked very heroic. He appeared before us in the blink of an eye.

"Yueyue, I'm here to take you into the city." Qi Yao smiled handsomely, and even the sharpness between his eyebrows softened a lot.

Yu Wen Qingzhou, who was originally following the convoy and leaning lazily on the pillow, felt his breath tense when he heard Qi Yao's hearty voice.

He was not worried about Cang Zhao, because Cang Zhao was introverted and clumsy in terms of emotions.

But deep down, he was somewhat afraid of Qi Yao, who was cheerful and resourceful.

"Follow him." Yu Wen Qingzhou's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were as dark as ink.

The servant who was driving the carriage was very skilled. Upon hearing this, he squeezed the carriage between Qi Yao and Qu Xinyue's carriages.

Running parallel to Qu Xinyue's carriage, the windows of the two carriages were only a fist's distance apart.

Qu Xinyue met Yuwen Qingzhou's gaze. His handsome features were eye-catching, the corners of his lips were raised in a playful smile, and his voice was faint, with a hint of resentment and grievance.

"Is Yueyue unhappy to see me? If Yueyue doesn't want to see me, then I'll get out of the way."

Qu Xinyue held her forehead with her hand. This inexplicable feeling of competing for favor, is Yuwen Qingzhou a green tea person?

"I'm not unhappy." She stretched out her hand with a forced smile and pinched Yuwen Qingzhou's face that suddenly came close to her. She was not afraid of falling out of the carriage. Didn't she know that she couldn't stick her head out of the window when the vehicle was moving?

"I don't believe it. How about Yueyue kiss me to prove it?" Yuwen Qingzhou always knows how to take the initiative to fight for his own interests.

Qu Xinyue felt that she was now facing an unreasonable favored concubine, and in her ears she could hear the cries of Qi Yao, who was isolated from the carriage by Yuwen Qingzhou and was controlling the horse to turn in circles, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Yueyue? Yueyue, are you okay? You bastard Yuwen, get out of my way, do you hear me..."

Qu Xinyue had no choice but to send away Yuwen Qingzhou, who was trying to win her favor and trying to make his presence felt.

She pouted slightly and gave Yu Wen Qingzhou a perfunctory kiss on the lips.

But just as he got closer, Yuwen Qingzhou, who was prepared, reached out and grabbed the back of Qu Xinyue's head.

Her lips were bitten hard!

Seeing the rosy luster on the lips, Yu Wen Qingzhou was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, his smile seemed like a dark cloud that suddenly faded away, and his gaze filled the room, instantly making the beautiful scenery pale in comparison, and the sky and the earth dim.

The only thing I can remember is his gorgeous smile.

But Qu Xinyue could still read the provocation from Yuwen Qingzhou's happy expression.

Why the provocation?

There was a loud bang on Qu Xinyue's head and it almost exploded!

She turned her head suddenly and saw the window on the other side. The curtain was opened by a scabbard, revealing Qi Yao's cold brows outside the window, and Cang Zhao's complex and silent eyes.

The ice in Qi Yao's eyes froze and quickly burned with two flames of anger, as if he wanted to burn Yu Wen Qingzhou, the shameless bastard, into ashes.

"Yuwen Qingzhou! You're looking for death!" His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and an angry voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Clang——" the sound of drawing a sword.

Yuwen Qingzhou was not afraid of Qi Yao's warning at all, and even went a step further, kissing Qu Xinyue's lips again.

The sucking force was a bit strong and the sound was very loud.

This time, Qi Yao did not warn anyone, but directly swung his sword over the roof of Qu Xinyue's carriage and stabbed towards Yu Wen Qingzhou's carriage.

Yuwen Qingzhou's carriage was made of solid ebony, but it still couldn't withstand Qi Yao's furious attack and was split in half in an instant.

Although Yuwen Qingzhou already knew that Yan Qiyao was a martial arts master, he could fight against a hundred people alone on the battlefield, like a god of death.

But he didn't expect that Yan Qiyao was much more powerful than he imagined. He rolled out of the split carriage and fell to the ground in a panic, spitting out the dust from his mouth. If he hadn't escaped faster, he would have been in trouble.

That sword must hit him.

Yuwen Qingzhou pulled up the hem of his robe in dissatisfaction, tucked it into his belt, and charged towards Qi Yao with the horsewhip in hand.

At the same time, he did not forget to use verbal and mental attacks.

"This Master and Yueyue love each other. This Master kissed Yueyue, and Yueyue wasn't angry. What right do you have to be angry?"

Qi Yao's eyes turned red with anger at Yuwen Qingzhou's words, and he swung the sword in his hand vigorously, trying to cut the water out of Yuwen Qingzhou's brain.

The girl he cherished, before he could even marry her, was taken advantage of by that bastard Yuwen Qingzhou. Did he really think he was dead?

"You bastard, when I returned to the capital and rode my horse through the streets, everyone knew that I accepted Yueyue's hairpin. Yueyue is mine!"

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Qu Xinyue looked at the two people who were fighting back and forth, inseparable.

Qi Yao no longer looked handsome and tall. His hair was messy, his eyes were red, and his tight clothes were torn into wisps by Yuwen Qingzhou's whip.

Yuwen Qingzhou looked even more embarrassed than Qi Yao. One of his shoes had disappeared and Qi Yao even cut off the ends of his smooth black hair.

The pants were also torn, revealing the white buttocks.

Neither of them could do anything to the other. They could only stare at each other with bloodshot eyes, fighting with two roosters, neither of them willing to admit defeat.

There is definitely one three-year-old and one three and a half years old, no more.

Qu Xinyue was afraid that Qi Yao and Yu Wen Qingzhou would pull her from both sides and ask her who she liked. When she thought of this possibility, she shuddered.

She hurriedly urged the coachman: "Hurry up, let's go back to Guiyin Pavilion."

The coachman also used all his strength to drive the carriage as fast as possible. He was also afraid that the two nobles would ask him to stand in line...

……

Returning to Jinjin Street again, the familiar scent of cosmetics in the air still made Qu Xinyue feel a little dazed. However, when the carriage arrived in front of Guiyin Pavilion, this familiar trance suddenly disappeared.

In the past, people who passed by Guiyin Pavilion would see fluttering pink gauze curtains, melodious piano music, and the elegant and romantic decoration style at first sight.

What Qu Xinyue saw now was that all the pink veils had been removed, and the large number of flowers that had been placed there were nowhere to be seen.

They were all replaced with large round tables, filling the entire hall.

For some places where there was not enough space, a few tables were set up in the open air.

There were almost no empty tables at this time. Each table was surrounded by a group of men in brocade robes, eating with their mouths full of oil.

The girls who used to be dressed up beautifully were now wearing scarves, carrying plates of food, and moving among the diners.

When meeting a familiar old customer, he would greet him warmly, "Oh, it's Mr. X. I'll serve you our signature Buddha Jumps Over the Wall today, but the grilled fish is also good today. What? You want both? Okay, I'll serve them to you right away..."

This lively scene is hard to imagine for those who don’t know. Just a few days ago, it was one of the most popular beauty spots in Jinjin Street.

Mother Rong, who was running back and forth between the kitchen and the front hall, was so busy that she saw a beautiful girl standing at the gate of Guiyin Pavilion, looking dazed and confused.

She looked carefully and saw that it was her own little cotton-padded jacket!

"Oh, my dear Yueyue, you are finally back! If you don't come back, I will send someone to Lingguang Temple to bring you back!"

Qu Xinyue looked at Rong's mother who was hugging her and rocking her with an exaggerated expression, and her expression was helpless.

"Godmother, why has our Guiyin Pavilion become like this now?" she asked.

Mother Rong looked embarrassed and pulled Qu Xinyue towards the backyard.

"I didn't think of that before..."

This story begins with the competition between Qu Xinyue and Ruoxue.

A clay pot of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall amazed the taste buds of a group of gourmets, and its reputation spread even more widely among the wealthy people in Kyoto.

Rich people have everything, so what's wrong with just wanting to have a good meal?

They all wanted to know what this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was.

After the competition, Qu Xinyue returned to Guiyin Pavilion and cooked delicious food for Yuwen Qingzhou who came after her for food.

The delicious food instantly amazed the chefs in the big kitchen.

Qu Xinyue was not shy about her knowledge. She knew so many cuisines and recipes that it was no problem for her to teach the chefs a dozen or twenty dishes.

Qu Xinyue taught the chefs for two days. Seeing that the chefs could imitate her teachings almost 80% of the time, she followed Cang Zhao out of the capital to Lingguang Temple to relax.

But Qu Xinyue left, but she has been cooking in the kitchen every day these days, and the overbearing and tempting aroma of food has already spread from the kitchen to the front hall.

Even some people passing by Guiyin Pavilion couldn't resist the aroma of the food and their mouths were watering.

Later, the guests who came to Guiyin Pavilion were dissatisfied when they saw the delicious aroma of food always wafting out from the kitchen of Guiyin Pavilion, but no one served the food to them.

The guests clamored for Rong's mother to serve them good wine and food, otherwise they would not come next time.

Mother Rong was getting anxious now. These big masters were walking silver, with big banknotes that could move. She had to satisfy the needs of the guests!

Now that Qu Xinyue is no longer around, Rong's mother asked the chef who had learned to cook more than a dozen dishes from Qu Xinyue to take over.

The chef tried to prepare a few tables of meals and sent them to the guests' private rooms.

The guests who got what they wanted almost drooled when they smelled the tempting food aroma.

They nodded repeatedly: Yes, it is this kind of taste that makes people salivate with desire!

After they put the food in their mouths, they were full of praise. They buried their heads in the bowl and enjoyed the food in big mouthfuls, so intoxicated that they didn't want to get up.

The guests who received the banquet ate to their heart's content.

But the problem is not the lack of food but the uneven distribution of food…

When other guests who were not attending the banquet smelled such delicious food aroma coming from the private room next door, they immediately sent someone to ask.

It turned out that Rong's mother had given a few private rooms a banquet. The banquet was so delicious that it was embarrassing. On their side...

No? !

No, there are good wine and good food, but these are all things I got tired of eating before.

The guests who didn't get the new food and wine were dissatisfied.

What? Are you looking down on me or something? Are those people sending new dishes? Are there no private rooms here?

Mother Rong thought she had appeased several old customers, so she felt relieved.

But when she received the message that the guests in the lobby were making a fuss, she realized that she had been thinking too simply...

But if every private room was provided with fine wine and delicious food, she really couldn't afford it; it would be too expensive!

Mother Rong, who was only generous to the people in Guiyin Pavilion and stingy to everyone else, expressed her gratitude to the other diners in a tactful way.

The customer who wanted to taste the new dishes slammed the table and asked me for money? Who are you insulting? The last thing I lack is money!

The men who frequent Jinjin Street are all wealthy.

When Mrs. Rong saw that you men didn't treat money as money, why should she be polite to you?

Whatever you want to give away, just sell it!

But who would have known that the price of a banquet with even a table of new dishes would be three or four times higher than that of an ordinary restaurant.

But it can't stop foodies.

Not only did the old men who frequented Guiyin Pavilion eat to their heart's content, but even the foodies who rushed over after hearing the news urged for good wine and delicious food!

As a result, the private room was full of space, so the diners waved their hands and said, "No problem, put it in the hall!"

At mealtime, customer flow instantly reaches a peak and people have to queue up to eat.

The diners were getting impatient and waved their hands again, saying, "There's an empty space over there, put the table here!"

Mother Rong was in a difficult situation, because I clearly aspired to become the number one beauty shop mother in Jinjin Street and to expand Daguiyin Pavilion.

But now I see that the hall is full of people, the diners are full of greasy food, and the girls are running out of breath to serve the dishes...

Why does this painting look more and more wrong the more I look at it?

But things are like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins, out of control and cannot be pulled back.

People from other beauty shops on Jinjin Street come to watch the fun every day.

At the beginning, I saw that Rong's mother had fallen into depravity and was not running Guiyin Pavilion well every day and was not creating any new dishes.

There were tables after tables set up in the hall in front of Guiyin Pavilion.

The once elegant and romantic decoration now smells of tacky cooking fumes.

The people from other beauty salons secretly laughed at Mother Rong. It seemed that Guiyin Pavilion was no longer qualified to compete with them.

Guiyin Pavilion has finished with itself.

But after waiting for a few days, I saw the number of customers at Guiyin Pavilion skyrocketing day by day, so I asked someone to secretly inquire about the turnover of Guiyin Pavilion...

Good guy!

Who knows how to make money by running a restaurant?

Then why bother running a sex trade?

The other mothers in the Beauty House stared in the direction of Guiyin Pavilion, questioning their lives.

At this time, Qu Xinyue, who was pulled into the backyard by Rong's mother, finally heard the whole cause and effect from Rong's mother.

She touched her nose guiltily. Who would have thought that just teaching a dozen classic dishes from the big kitchen would turn out like this?

She didn't expect that her godmother's Guiyin Pavilion would be messed up.

Mother Rong was worried and pulled Qu Xinyue to complain.

"My dear daughter, Guiyin Pavilion is facing an unprecedented crisis right now."

Qu Xinyue: …? ? ? She looked confused.

Rong's mother sighed: "Those diners are generous, but they will eventually get tired of eating more than a dozen dishes. Don't look at the fancy food now. When they get tired of it and stop coming, Guiyin Pavilion will never be able to return to its previous elegant and romantic impression..."

When Qu Xinyue thought about it, whenever someone mentioned Guiyin Pavilion on Jinjin Street in the future, they would think of five words: delicious restaurant.

She immediately covered her face, feeling indeed torn between herself and Yazhi.

"But it's not impossible to keep the diners here. I can cook some delicious new dishes."

Mother Rong, who was looking worried, grabbed Qu Xinyue's hand in surprise and said, "Are there any new dishes? Are they delicious?"

Seeing that Rong's mother no longer cared about Meirenfang becoming a restaurant in the future, Qu Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief and nodded affirmatively.

"There are many new dishes, and they are guaranteed to be so delicious that you want to swallow your tongue."