Quick travel: After being bound to the childbirth system, she became pregnant and was pampered

Yu Jinshu suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Shiyao in front of him.

Song Shiyao had just thought of a poem, but the stunning beauty in front of him disturbed his mind, and the poem was completely forgotten by him.

"Your Highness, you're here! I, I just couldn't stand it anymore and accidentally fell asleep."

Yu Jinshu looked panicked, like a child who had made a mistake.

Song Shiyao felt like he was being stabbed somewhere deep in his heart, so he comforted him softly: "It's okay, it's time to drink Hexin wine."

He grabbed the hands under the wide sleeves of the red wedding dress and pulled her up.

Yu Jinshu looked at the tenderness in Song Shiyao's eyes, and her heart melted.

It turns out that the rumored indifferent and ruthless His Highness King Wei has such a side.

She hasn’t used Duoqingxiang yet! I have already seen the passion hidden in Song Shiyao's eyes.

Song Shiyao handed the jade cup to her hand, put his arm around hers, put the jade cup to his lips, and stared at her with his beautiful black eyes.

Yu Jinshu curved his lips and smiled, his red lips lightly pressed against the edge of the jade cup, and he sipped the wine between his lips.

Song Shiyao also took a sip of the wine in the jade cup. He took the jade cup from Yu Jinshu's hand, showing gentleness and consideration in every aspect.

They both knew exactly what to do after drinking together.

Song Shiyao helped Yu Jinshu to the bed and sat down.

Although he was slightly drunk, his body felt a little weird, and he felt like he wanted to be close to the stunning woman around him, but he had never had sex with a woman before, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Yu Jinshu could feel Song Shiyao's warmth, but she couldn't wait for a long time for him to hug her and kiss her.

It seems that the only choice is to use the fragrance of love to make Song Shiyao more affectionate towards her.

"Your Highness, go to sleep!"

Yu Jinshu lay down and secretly stuffed Duoqingxiang under Song Shiyao's pillow.

Song Shiyao, who didn't know what to do with himself, lay down and turned sideways to face Yu Jinshu.

He is also trying to find the feeling.

Should I touch her?

But where should I touch it? Hands have touched it.

Yu Jinshu lay on his back with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

Song Shiyao squeezed her hand, and just when he was thinking about what to do next, his mind suddenly became confused. He opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. He became more and more happy as he looked at her, and there was also a little impulse in his heart.

His hand reached under the quilt, starting from her waist. When his fingertips touched the skin on her waist, he felt like he had an enlightenment, all the way up.

After a while, he was so moved that he couldn't restrain himself, so he leaned over and kissed her...

In one round, Song Shiyao had a wonderful taste.

After a short rest, he asked: "Can you bear it? I still..."

Yu Jinshu curled his lips and hooked his legs with his waist, letting out a soft "hmm".

All night long, four rounds.

Song Shiyao felt that he was addicted to his princess.

If it wasn't for the fear of tiring her, there would definitely have been more than four times.

The maid outside heard what was going on inside and went to tell Fang Hongyu and Aunt Du who were staying up late drinking tea in the hall.

"Uncle, Aunt Du, Your Highness and the Princess are here for the fourth time."

The maid who came to announce the good news turned red.

After listening to it all night, who can stand it?

Fang Hongyu stood up, stretched with a smile, and yawned again: "My uncle can finally sleep peacefully!"

Aunt Du smiled and said: "The queen is worried about His Royal Highness King Wei day and night in the palace. For so many years, she has been worried that His Highness King Wei will have no heirs. It seems that there is no need to worry about it now."

She then ordered the maid, "Make more qi and blood-replenishing soup for the princess to drink these days, so that she can replenish her body. The prince is strong, but he is afraid that the princess will not be able to bear it, but she cannot be broken by the prince. body."

The maid responded: "Yes!"

Aunt Du then said to Fang Hongyu: "Uncle, there are still twelve concubines in the palace. I hope that I can persuade His Highness King Wei to let him get the rain and dew equally. He can't let those concubines guard the empty rooms alone. This can also help. The royal family has many descendants."

Fang Hongyu said with a smile: "What Aunt Du said is that I will have a good talk with King Wei."

That day, Song Shiyao held Yu Jinshu and slept until three o'clock in the morning.

The prince got married in the fiefdom, and neither the emperor nor the queen could be present, but it saved a lot of red tape and there were no conflicts between the parents-in-law.

It can be said that when Yu Jinshu married Song Shiyao, she became the most powerful woman in Wei.

Except for Song Shiyao, no one can restrain her. She only needs to follow the princess's rules and restrain herself.

Last night, word spread in the courtyard of the Twelve-room Concubine that His Royal Highness King Wei had had sex with the princess four times.

It turns out that His Royal Highness King Wei is so powerful, and Yu Jinshu is so lucky.

Then is it their turn next?

The twelve concubines were each gearing up in the room, thinking about how to get His Royal Highness King Wei to come to their room.

In the bedroom of the main courtyard, Yu Jinshu woke up from her sleep at about 4 o'clock. When she opened her eyes, Song Shiyao's slightly red face came into her eyes.

"You're awake." Song Shiyao leaned on his elbows and looked at her seriously.

"Wake up." Yu Jinshu looked into his hot eyes, her voice a little hoarse.

Song Shiyao took his hand out of the quilt and stroked her cheek with his fingertips, then gently stroked her thick eyelashes, along the wings of her nose, and then to her plump red lips.

Yu Jinshu saw the emotion and confusion in his eyes.

He was worried that she couldn't bear it.

However, Yu Jinshu didn't want him to be too satisfied, "I think it's time to get up. Aunt Du should have prepared tea for the twelve sisters to serve tea with me!"

Song Shiyao nodded: "Well, I will carry you to wash."

Yu Jin nodded slightly.

Song Shiyao shouted outside: "Prepare water for the princess to bathe."

The maids responded outside, and soon the door to the outside opened, and someone brought water to another bathroom.

In the bedroom inside, no one dares to come in and disturb you.

"Your Highness, the bathing water is ready. Do you want to wait for the princess to take a bath?"

Song Shiyao said: "No need, I will come in person."

The two maids outside retreated and closed the door again.

Wearing only a pair of bright red trousers, Song Shiyao took Yu Jinshu out from under the quilt with his naked body, wrapped her in a bright red brocade blanket, and carried her to the bathroom.

The bathtub was big enough for two people. Song Shiyao gently washed Yu Jinshu and carried her out. He was afraid that she would catch a cold and hit her feet. He took care of her like a child. He wrapped her in a thin blanket and went to the bedroom to help her. Put on the clothes one by one.

Yu Jinshu felt the favor from Song Shiyao. This prince who had lost his majesty was doing what a good husband would do with precision at this moment, which made her feel warm in her heart.

Song Shiyao helped her put on the Jiuzhai crown that could only be worn by a princess, and then she got dressed.

"I come."

Yu Jinshu should also fulfill the responsibilities of a wife, pick up the middle coat in Song Shiyao's hand and help him put it on.

The two stood facing each other.

When Yu Jinshu was helping him tie the belt of his tunic, and when his fingertips slid over his bulging abdominal muscles, he thought about the joy of last night, and a smile inadvertently escaped from his lips.

Song Shiyao lifted her chin with his fingers, lowered his lips, and couldn't help but kiss her a few more times.

Yu Jinshu pushed her down: "It's getting late, Your Highness..."

Song Shiyao curled his lips and smiled: "Well, it's getting late."

They are now married and have a long life ahead of them!