Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the entire grassland of the Northern Desert instantly turned into a vast expanse of white.

In the past few days, Wen Ya has been sleeping very uneasily.

Every night I dream about the past, and those fragmentary fragments, the past of the original owner and Cen Lie, gradually fill my mind.

Later, Cen Lie became very proficient in writing Chinese characters and spoke Chinese very well. He recovered from his old wounds and got whiplash wounds, but he never left the Huainan Palace...

"Why, why is it you?"

Unexpectedly, just after waking up from another fragmented dream, he would suddenly appear in front of her.

"Is the princess also afraid of me?"

Hu Yanlie didn't know how long he stayed in this tent, but he came here without making a sound.

Wen Ya was panicked for a moment, not knowing how to deal with him, so she waited for his next words.

"The Princess is the well-known Dalan family in the Northern Desert, but Brother Wang has never set foot in your place. It's snowing heavily at the moment. I'm afraid he is in the golden tent, and he is in love with Mei Ji. He is as beautiful as a flower, with children around his knees. ."

"The princess is alone and helpless in the tent. As an outsider, I really feel sorry for the princess..."

The man stood in front of the bed, his majestic body like a mountain, standing in front of Wen Ya.

He was taller and burlier than Cen Lie at that time.

His shoulders and back are also wider.

His voice was also hoarse than before.

Yes, he is Hu Yanlie now, not Cen Lie.

"The Great Lord is responsible for everything, and spreading the branches and leaves is also one of his responsibilities. I, the Yan family, will naturally be happy to be able to have more children in the Northern Desert."

Wen Ya wanted to say something more, but Hu Yanlie suddenly laughed out loud:

"Hahaha--"

"The princess once said that there is nothing good about getting married. Only when you have to serve a man and a group of women in the backyard can you live a free and easy life."

"Now... the princess has actually learned to be a good wife and mother, kind and generous, and able to speak enlightening words?!"

Wen Ya didn't say anything. She lifted the quilt neatly and walked up to Hu Yanlie. Under his gaze, she raised her hand and slowly unbuttoned her middle coat.

It was dark inside the tent, and the middle coat was as thin as a cicada's wings. After opening the flap, the close-fitting clothes underneath and the slender waist were revealed.

Her movements were neither fast nor slow, and her words never paused:

"Hu Yanlie, you clearly had the opportunity to leave Huainan Prince's Mansion, why did you refuse to leave and stay in the Prince's Mansion for a whole year?"

The man's eyes became darker as he saw her approaching and stopped in front of him.

She finished taking off her middle coat, and then stretched out her two delicate hands to undress and untie him.

"Hu Yanlie, you know that I like jacarandas. There is always a bouquet of jacarandas in the vase in the morning."

"You know that I like the thin gold body. You will no longer practice Liu body when practicing Chinese characters. You know that I like to hit people with a whip. You still carry a whip on your body..."

Hu Yanlie stood motionless.

Wen Ya silently untied the belt around his waist, helped him take off his black robe, and then took off his inner clothes.

When the fingertips landed on his last piece of clothing, his hand stopped.

"Hu Yanlie, were you... reluctant to let me go?"

"Why are even the dark patterns on the lapels embroidered with jacaranda?"

He looked at her, still saying nothing.

Wen Ya couldn't figure out his emotions, but at this point, he didn't show any anger, so Wen Ya became more courageous.

She simply stretched out her hands and pushed him down on the still warm bed.

Hu Yanlie didn't resist, so he just let her push him and lay down.

"Princess Jinyang, no, you are now the Dalan clan of the Northern Desert."

"Ms. Yan, do you know who I am lying on your bed?"

The bed in the tent was not very big, especially after Hu Yanlie lay down on it, the space became even tighter.

The two of them lay head-to-head, shoulder-to-shoulder, very close to each other.

He didn't touch her, just lay quietly.

"I know that you are the prince's brother."

This is the taboo of their status, Wen Ya hits the nail on the head, not the former princess and the former slave.

In the darkness, neither of them spoke anymore. Wen Ya was about to take the next step, but suddenly there was movement outside.

It was a little girl's voice that shouted loudly:

"Uncle, uncle, where are you?"

Just when Wen Ya was about to get up and check the situation, her back suddenly felt heavy. Hu Yanlie reached out and pressed her down with a palm.

His actions clearly refused her to leave.

Wen Ya whispered: "I thought you would be fully prepared when you came, but it turns out that there are still some flaws."

"Quincy will carry her away and you don't have to interfere."

His tone was calm, but there was no room for Wenya to argue.

Wen Ya was pressed on the back by him and couldn't get up, so she could only give up and huddle next to him, listening to what was going on outside with her ears raised.

"So, you are her uncle?"

"Well, she's my sister's daughter."

Wen Ya thought for a while, the old Lord Huyan had many heirs, Hu Yanlie and Hu Yanzhang were not brothers from the same mother, Hu Yanlie also had a sister, so they were blood relatives from the same father and mother.

Quincy and Sally outside watched King Zuo Xian walk into the Yan family's tent.

Then, the figures in the tent leaned closely together...

At this moment, Quincy was holding a little girl tightly in his arms. Even if he had a hundred courages, he would not dare to let Meadow in.

"Mei Duo, King Zuo Xian is not here with the Yan family. Why don't we look elsewhere."

Mei Duo didn't believe it. She woke up in the middle of the night and saw her uncle walking towards the big tent here.

Hey, why is uncle missing?

So, Mei Duo called "Uncle" twice more towards Wen Ya's big tent.

The weather was cold and the little girl was freezing outside like this. Wen Ya felt bad. She tried to get up again, but was pushed back by Hu Yanlie.

This time, he held Wen Ya's waist tightly and became active, taking her whole body into his chest.

"Don't talk, don't move."

In the darkness, the fragrant scent of his body filled her entire bed.

Wen Ya could smell the crisp scent every time she breathed in and out, and heard his order, but she didn't accept it.

"When you kissed me in the bathhouse, did you want to make Yanzhang angry, or did you want to take revenge on me?"

There was no movement outside, and Meadow was taken away by Quincy.

But as Wen Ya dropped this question, the atmosphere in the big tent became even more silent.

Hu Yanlie didn't answer, but he didn't move his arms away either. Instead, he tightened his strength and kept hugging Wen Ya.

"You want to get back at me, don't you?"

Wen Ya asked again, expecting to get no answer from Hu Yanlie, but what followed was his deep voice, with a sense of depression.

"My uncle and sister-in-law had an affair. If you think it's revenge, then... this is revenge."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cold thin lips came over.

Wen Ya didn't refuse, her whole body was almost hanging on him, her fingers were inserted into his thick black hair, and in just a short moment, the entire tent was filled with the sound of wet lips and teeth.

Tangled together, warm and ambiguous ~