Tell me, who is the child?

In the early morning of the tenth day of November, Xia Zhao watched the thick ink-like sky outside the hall gradually turn dark blue and then warm red, thinking that today is a good day.

The cold air of dawn pierced wildly through the opened door, Xia Zhao casually draped the fox fur on his body, and a man dressed in imperial guard uniform knelt in front of him, "My subordinates see His Royal Highness, the Emperor ordered His Royal Highness to take a bath Change clothes, and go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to attend the wedding of Mr. Cheng Xi, a member of the Ministry of Industry. After the wedding, the subordinates will escort His Highness back."

It is a custom in Daqi that a wedding banquet is held, and in terms of time, it is too late.

Xia Zhao glanced lightly at the guards, "The hundred imperial guards of the Imperial Army are my father's personal guards, but you, I have never seen you before."

"Reporting to Your Highness, this subordinate will be transferred from the Imperial Guard to the Imperial Guard next month. This is a bronze medal."

The waist card was presented, and Xia Zhao checked it carefully, and if there was nothing suspicious, he handed it back, "Then you wait, I take a bath and change clothes." He is still grounded, and there are not many people serving him. Let's go together.

In the past three months, he finally stepped out of the small study, looking at the warm winter sun in the distance, feeling quite emotional.The journey went smoothly, the luxurious carriage stopped under the outer wall of the palace gate, he lifted the curtain and stepped on it, stunned——

Amidst the heat from the stove and the incense, Han Mengliu was wearing a light peony-colored brocade robe, leaning on the small couch, with a few strokes of black hair hanging down his shoulders, looking lazily at first glance, he looked like a demon or a fairy.

Xia Zhao stood blankly, his eyes drifting away. I don't know whether to look at the beautiful but thin face first, the smooth hair like a waterfall, the lazy and enchanting figure, or the round belly that is about to mature?

After hesitating for a long time, I don't know what to say.

Should I ask him how he is doing these days, or should I first explain my avoidance during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, or ask him why he appeared here in such a state?

These days, he deliberately didn't think about Han Mengliu's various affairs, but now he realized that those intentions were after all pretended.Those emotions that I don't want to face, the longer I hide them, the deeper they accumulate.

Han Mengliu smiled at him, as if nothing had happened, and seemed to be able to see what he was thinking, "This morning, a guard came to send a message, saying that the emperor asked me to go with you to celebrate the wedding of Mr. Cheng, and he was blindfolded, and pulled me away." Go to a place, wash and change clothes, and wait for you here."

Xia Zhao didn't respond, Han Mengliu said again: "Thanks to Xiao Zhao'er, I finally took a bath, I almost... no, my hair has grown several layers, if I don't wash it, I'm afraid I will be stink to death by myself. "

Xia Zhao was still in a daze, Han Mengliu stretched out his hand towards him, "I'm too tired to move now, so don't let me pull you over."

Xia Zhao finally stepped forward and sat down beside Han Mengliu silently.Han Mengliu pulled his arm and said in surprise, "Not only has Xiao Zhao'er lost weight, why is she still a little silly?"

Xia Zhao was stunned for a moment, then muttered "nonsense" in a low voice.

The carriage started slowly, and Xia Zhao's gaze was fixed on Han Mengliu's hand, which was white, slender, and knuckles were distinct.She spread her palms and crossed his fingers, still not satisfied, she turned sideways to support his shoulders, and kissed those two beautiful lips.

In the past, Xia Zhao's kisses were always eager and domineering, but today's kisses were gentle and long, as if he wanted to trace the shape and texture of the other's lips and tongue, so he just closed his eyes and ran over it carefully over and over again, without going deep.

Han Mengliu hugged Xia Zhao's waist with one hand, and covered the hairy head with the other to comfort him.In this way, I feel that the little prince is in control, and the corners of his eyes and mouth are full of smiles.

Xia Zhao opened his eyes, and the kiss stopped, his eyes blurred.

Han Mengliu brushed the hair on his forehead, "I'm not used to Xiao Zhaoer's tenderness, so it's better to be domineering."

Xia Zhao ignored the words, but carefully put his palm on Han Mengliu's stomach, "It...is so big." During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he felt that Han Mengliu's stomach was already very big. It was a surprise that even his own child was afraid to touch it.

"Shenlong's physique is pregnant, and the abdomen is bigger than others." Han Mengliu grabbed Xia Zhao's hand, and exerted a little force on the abdomen, and the fetus in the abdomen moved lively, involving the whole abdomen, sometimes protruding here and there. .

Xia Zhao's eyes showed surprise, "Then... very tired?"

Han Mengliu smiled and nodded, "It's not as suitable for pregnancy as Baihu and Suzaku. The reason why Shenlong has a big belly is because of excessive fetal fluid, so chest tightness, shortness of breath, swollen legs and feet, dizziness and night sweats, bone pain and fatigue are also more serious. These few The moon is in the prison, and the day is like this, but fortunately this child is obedient, no matter how noisy he is, he has never made the same mistakes as last time."

The tone is understated, as if the person in the words is not him, and looking at his current appearance, he doesn't seem to be uncomfortable.But Xia Zhao knew better that Han Mengliu was not someone who would act like a baby and complain about suffering. He said this just to tell himself that he couldn't really understand the pain.

Han Mengliu looked at her hill-like stomach in a daze, and after a while sighed in a low voice: "...I'm going to give birth."

Shaking his body while hugging him, from the corner of the eye, Xia Zhao showed the same panic as when he almost had a miscarriage last time. Knowing that his words had misled him, he smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Zhaoer, it's not about giving birth now. It's..." Finding the most comfortable position, "Shenlong's physique is to ensure a smooth delivery, and the appearance of labor often comes several days in advance."

"A sign of labor?" Xia Zhao frowned.

"Well, the pubic pain, lower back pain, and labor pain at the beginning of labor are more serious than those of White Tiger and Suzaku."

"Then you now..."

Han Mengliu smiled, put one hand on his waist, "It's hurting, it's been three days."

"You..." Xia Zhao was shocked.

Han Mengliu still looked indifferent, "If it hurts for another three or four days, it will be a serious birth." He turned his head and hooked Xia Zhao's neck, "If there is no accident, the eldest grandson of the Emperor of Qi will be born in the prison. I still don’t know what kind of fate I will face, it’s amazing.”

"You..." Xia Zhao's expression changed several times, "What are you thinking?"

In the past, he thought that Han Mengliu was used to wandering around, so he let himself go wild. He believed that as long as he took a little time, he would surely make him surrender.

But since he almost had a miscarriage last time, especially after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, even though things were going according to his own plan, he felt that he didn't understand and couldn't control Han Mengliu.So much so that facing him now, he was actually flustered and at a loss.

Xia Zhao thought that Han Mengliu's phrase "assuming no accidents" just now meant that if the current situation of the two of them did not change, the child should be born in the sky prison.But what Han Mengliu really meant was that Shenlong's physique is not suitable for childbearing, and the pregnancy and labor process must be difficult.What's more, he used to forcibly administer needles to protect the fetus, which caused damage to the body and caused the fetus to be too high.Recently, I have been in the dungeon without recuperating, but now I am just supporting my body.When it came time to give birth, he was really not sure whether he would be able to give birth to the eldest grandson of the Great Qi Kingdom safely.

The two snuggled together in silence, and the carriage drove on for a while. Xia Zhao suddenly frowned and said, "Whether it's my residence or the Taifu's residence, they should have arrived long ago. Where are they going?" He got up and pushed the window but didn't push it. , went to the car door and pushed it again, but it didn’t move. Xia Zhao was startled, and knocked on the car door hard, “Who is outside the car? Stop! Open the door!”

No one responded to the roar, but the speed of the car was even faster.

Xia Zhao looked back at Han Mengliu and said seriously, "No, the windows and doors are locked from the outside."

Han Mengliu thought that the good show finally came, but his face was calm, "Xiao Zhaoer, do you know who is going to kill you and me?"

Xia Zhao thought for a while, "It should be the second prince, like the night of Mid-Autumn Festival." When it came to Mid-Autumn Festival, he was a little afraid to see Han Mengliu, so he returned to him and held that beautiful hand, "Don't be afraid, I will miss you." Method."

When we met today, Xia Zhao no longer claimed to be my lord. Han Mengliu didn't know if this was a deliberate change or a subconscious change.

The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and the inside of the car was extremely bumpy. Xia Zhao was afraid that Han Mengliu would not be able to bear it, so he hugged him tightly.Han Mengliu comforted the restless fetus in her womb, and said with a smile: "Although Xiao Zhao'er is young, but if it is the second prince, the odds of winning are still on your side, I will wait and see."