Tell me, who is the child?

Dark night.

The gorgeous palace lanterns reflected a path, leading the young man in the golden crown to move forward.Passing through the garden corridor, bypassing a curved water, the attendants outside the Side Palace saluted, the door opened, Han Mengliu put down the book in his hand, stood up, and bowed towards the door with his slender figure.

Xia Zhao waved his hand to order the attendants to retreat, and said after the door was closed, "Why are you so polite?"

Han Mengliu smiled and touched the center of her eyebrows, "The rules that should be observed are still to be observed."

Xia Zhao sat at the table, picked up the book Han Mengliu was reading and flipped through it casually, "I have never seen you obey the rules before."

Han Mengliu poured tea and pushed it over, "If you don't obey the rules, you are afraid of trouble, but if you are summoned by the queen because of this, it will be even more troublesome."

"Father passed it on to you again?"

Han Mengliu nodded, "This afternoon, it's not about keeping the rules, it's about the heirs. After you and I get married, there will be a special person to manage the house/house records, and the Queen can check them at any time. You know it."

"What did father say?" Xia Zhao threw down the book.

Han Mengliu leaned lazily in the chair, his eyes were a little foggy, "It's just that I am anxious to want the prince. Of course, the queen said that he understands that I have a dragon physique and it is not easy to conceive, so..."

Needless to say, Xia Zhao also understood what was said later.He and Han Mengliu were married for less than a month, and now the queen is just a reminder.If there is no good news after a while, I'm afraid Zhang Luona will be the new concubine.

"Tomorrow I will go to my father, and I will tell him." He held Han Mengliu's hand, "From now on, my father will pass on to you. If you don't want to go, just make excuses and push me away, and I will block it."

Han Mengliu smiled, "I have nothing to do all day, and the queen asked me to have a chat, and I was almost flustered. I am not complaining about today's matter, but just want you to know, so that one day the queen really tells you, you No fuss again, I still have to coax you."

A word is so indifferent.

Xia Zhao stared blankly at Han Mengliu, his expression became more tired after being in a trance for a few times.

He had had countless thoughts, big and small, continuous and accidental, but Han Mengliu lightly shattered all of them, telling you lightly, in fact, I don't care what you care about.

So he slowly withdrew his hand from Han Mengliu's palm and got up.

"Is Yiyi asleep?"

"Yeah." Han Mengliu said, "I didn't see you before going to bed, and we had a fuss for a while."

Xia Zhaodao: "Father asked me about my homework, so it was a bit late."

Han Mengliu smiled calmly.

Xia Zhao finally didn't know what to say, so he took a step back, "I'm a little tired, I'm going to take a bath first." After a pause, he hoped that Han Mengliu would keep him, or take a bath with him, or say something casually.

However, Han Mengliu always just smiled calmly.

Turning around and walking to the door, putting on the latch with his hand, Han Mengliu suddenly asked: "Can I go to the room after bathing?"

Xia Zhao smiled wryly, he knew very well that this was not an invitation, but a confirmation as usual.Without turning around, he said in a low voice, "It's fine, it's up to you."

"Then..." Han Mengliu paused, picked up the book, and pressed the center of his eyebrows again.

"If you are tired, go to sleep, and I will go to sleep after I take a bath."

"Okay." Han Mengliu got up and saluted again, "Respectfully send your Highness off."

Xia Zhao gave a low "hmm", opened the door and fled.

Married to Han Mengliu, with their status, they can finally stop avoiding anyone, join hands openly, and do everything they want to do openly.But it was less than a month, and he felt more and more strongly that "this marriage might as well not be done"——

Han Mengliu is now the crown prince's side concubine, with her own bedroom and guard of honor. It seems that there are many constraints, but invisibly, she also gains freedom.

On weekdays, during the daytime, Xia Zhao went to the palace to study with the Taifu or served in front of Emperor Jianping. If Han Mengliu was not ordered, he would study and paint in the mansion, accompany his young daughter, and sometimes go out to drink and enjoy.After all, except for Xia Zhao in the entire Prince's Mansion, he belongs to him. As long as there is no prohibition in the palace and Xia Zhao, no one dares to say "no" to him.When Xia Zhao came back from the palace in the evening, they would have dinner together, play with their daughter and put her to bed.Then two people go/room, otherwise, each take a bath and rest.

This has been the case since the marriage.

Xia Zhao soaked in the bathtub, the heat filled his whole body, and he thought carefully in the rare relaxation.

Since getting married, Han Mengliu has always been insipid, she will not be too happy in doing anything, and will not care too much in not doing anything.He seems to be more interested when he is with his daughter, but he can spend at most two hours a day, never more, unlike himself, he wants to stay with them whenever he has time.Even that matter... After marriage, Han Mengliu never refused to be intimate, and every time he was devoted, he couldn't find anything wrong.But he is not like when we first met, once touched, he is as impatient as a dry stick.

Are you tired?Tired?

No, as time went by, his heart became more and more attached to Han Mengliu, and he yearned for complete possession.

So, is it because of Han Mengliu?

Although he accepts everything according to the order and does not quarrel, how can he not be able to tell whether he is sincere or perfunctory when he gets along with each other every day?All Han Mengliu's obedience was just because the matter had come to this point and he was afraid of trouble.

For me, every word I said to him, every look I met, every kiss and hug was very important; but for him, those were no different from eating and drinking.

Constantly accepting such cruel facts, how could he live as if nothing had happened?

But if we blindly allow the two to be alienated, wouldn't it be in line with the intention of Emperor Jianping and the Empress to marry each other that day?It will also allow those with a heart to find more opportunities to persecute Han Mengliu and attack him.

He clearly swore to himself that he would protect Han Mengliu for the rest of his life.

The young prince only felt that his body was full of heavy pressure like a mountain, and he couldn't find a solution to everything.He leaned on the tub discouragedly, thinking in the gradually blurred consciousness and the water that lost a little bit of temperature: If Han Mengliu treats him the same as he treats Han Mengliu, then no matter how difficult the road ahead, he will not be shaken or confused at all. .

Han Mengliu was about to go to bed when Xia Zhao's personal attendant suddenly begged to see him, and said uncomfortably that His Royal Highness ordered the bath to be left undisturbed, but after a long time there was no movement in the bathroom, so he came to report to the side concubine.

The implication is that something may happen.

Han Mengliu's scattered spirit gathered together, put on his clothes and got out of bed, and went straight to the bathroom at the back of the bedroom.He raised his hand and was about to push the door open, but the attendant said, "His Royal Concubine, do you want to communicate first?"

"No need." Taoist Han Meng Liu Xin had already arrived at the door, if he was really okay, he would have spoken out long ago, and he was still chattering.He broke through the door directly, and the steaming heat in the room turned into ice cold, and Xia Zhaochi lay on the bathtub.

"His Royal Highness!"

The attendants screamed, Han Mengliu stepped forward quickly and turned over Xia Zhao's body soaked in cold water, checked his breath and pulse, and temporarily let down half of his heart hanging in his throat. "Quickly wipe your Highness dry, and prepare quilt ginger soup and Ningshen incense."

The attendants rushed forward, wrapped Xia Zhao in a quilt and sent him back to the bedroom in a hurry.The imperial doctor looked at it and said that he fell asleep, the water was cold again, and his heart was agitated so that he fainted.Fortunately, I just got cold and didn't choke on water, just make sure not to get hot and wake up as soon as possible.

The Prince's Mansion was tossing about, and when the unconscious Xia Zhao finished taking the medicine, Han Mengliu asked everyone to return to their duties, and those who should rest should go to rest.Everyone obeyed the order and retreated, and occasionally a few suspicious and worried eyes shot at him, but he just pretended not to see them.

His eyesight was damaged at night, and Xia Zhao's pale face turned into several overlapping ones and dangling after a while.He stretched out his hand to stroke that cheek lightly, his movements were quite pitiful.While lamenting that he was getting old, he also lamented that the little prince was indeed a child, and he always made trouble for others, and then carefully felt his pulse, and then sent him internal energy to help him resist the cold and wake up as soon as possible.

The little prince had also lost his internal strength to him, so today he will pay him back.

Half an hour later, Xia Zhaoyou woke up and looked at Han Mengliu who was supposed to be sleeping in a daze.

Han Mengliu recounted his bravery, and Xia Zhao couldn't believe it, "Really, really?"

Han Mengliu patted the center of his eyebrows, indicating that he didn't bother to talk to you.

Xia Zhao's pale face flushed, "Thank you for your hard work, I'm fine, you go to sleep."

Han Mengliu put the back of his hand on Xia Zhao's forehead, "Forget it, your situation is big or small, I'd better watch you. Don't go to the palace tomorrow, and stay in bed for a day. It's autumn, so don't be careless."

The temperature from his forehead made Xia Zhao lost. He knew that he should let Han Mengliu go to sleep rationally and generously, and then find a few servants to guard him, but in his heart he was greedy for what he had in front of him.

Even if it's just for a moment, even if it's false.

"Then, you worked too hard." Xia Zhao lowered his voice. When most people heard this, they would immediately say that it was okay if they didn't work hard.Xia Zhao felt that he was a rascal.

Sure enough, Han Mengliu also smiled helplessly, but he didn't say that it wasn't hard work, but moved his chin to the side, "His Royal Highness's bed is so big, if I'm really sleepy, can I give me a corner to stay?"

Xia Zhao's heart throbbed suddenly, and his blood boiled instantly. He stretched out his hand and pulled Han Mengliu in front of him.Han Mengliu put his left hand on Xia Zhao's side, and smiled calmly: "Your body is important, so you must not let it go at this time."

Xia Zhao's eyes fluttered, and finally looked sadly at the deep eyes that were close at hand. He clasped the top of Han Mengliu's head and kissed it gently, then rubbed it with the tip of his nose, "Ameng, why do you torture me like this, Ameng..."

Han Mengliu could only be more helpless, allowing her face and neck to be kissed all over, but still got up resolutely before the little prince lifted the quilt, and calmly rolled up the slightly messy quilt.

Xia Zhao looked at him dissatisfied for a moment, turned over, and fell asleep on the bed.

Han Mengliu put his hand on the back of Xia Zhao's head, and stroked that jet-black hair, as if trying to calm down his restless and dissatisfied heart.

Drowsiness gradually approached, and Xia Zhao seemed to hear a sentence from behind, "Xiao Zhaoer is obedient."

The tone was extremely lingering, as if it were fantasy or reality.