Tell me, who is the child?

Cheng Xi asked for a long time, but Han Mengliu just folded his arms and didn't move.

Cheng Xidao: "Today, the young master wants to see Mr. Han no matter what, so why should Mr. Han be in trouble with us? If we really tear it up, the young master will not blame you and accidentally hurt Mr. Han, it will not be a big deal."

The corner of Han Mengliu's mouth twitched, "Master Cheng, is this a threat?"

"Don't dare." Cheng Xi cupped his hands again.

Han Mengliu frowned, and sighed: "Forget it, let's go. It's rare that you can find this place."

Cheng Xi signaled the guards to protect Han Mengliu, "Mr. Han misunderstood, this time I came here to discuss private matters with the two Shaodongs from Heng Qingyuan and Rui Fulin. When I went to this county yesterday, I heard that Mr. Li was in the pavilion Listening to the music, I don't want to disturb you. I wanted to meet him again when he came out, but Mr. Li jumped out of the window in the middle of the night. I was worried that something might happen, so I ordered my subordinates to follow in secret, and found that Mr. Li was looking for you, Mr. Han. The result of such an accident Hi, I have no choice but to report to Young Master."

Han Mengliu smiled and said, "Oh, so that's the case. Thank you Mr. Cheng for not taking it down immediately when he found out."

Cheng Xi said: "Mr. Han was going to save people's lives at that time, so it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer. It's just that I accidentally heard something more because of this. Don't blame Mr. Han."

Han Mengliu laughed again, "Your Majesty Cheng is too serious. I'm at fault for delaying my affairs with Master Cheng."

Cheng Xi guided Han Mengliu to board the carriage, closed the door by himself, and went to the window to guard, "Mr. Han is the one who really speaks seriously. It's a trivial matter, so it's okay to deal with it later. It's my master who has been in a hurry for a few months. Whether it is No one can afford it. Mr. Han stayed up all night, and now he has to rest in the car for a while, so as to recharge his spirits before he can face it."

Han Mengliu leaned on the upper layer of cushions very comfortably, and rolled her eyes with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for reminding me."

The carriage was moving very fast, it seemed that Xiao Zhao'er was really anxious to see him.But although the carriage is fast, it is very stable, which shows the standard and carefulness of the royal coachman.Han Mengliu actually fell asleep just thinking about it.

This feeling is very deep and beautiful, it must be TOEFL sleepless last night and lazy during pregnancy.When I woke up again, the sun was in the sky, and it was already noon.

When the carriage drove to the capital, Cheng Xi brought out the lunch and asked him to cover his eyes with a black cloth.Han Mengliu did everything, and after a while of ups and downs, he was finally allowed to get out of the car, supported Cheng Xi's arm and walked a long way, then the door opened, and he walked in, there was steaming heat and fragrance.

After taking off the blindfold and adapting to the light for a while, he opened his eyelids and saw a rather large bath, surrounded by gauze curtains, and four attendants stood with lowered eyebrows.

Han Mengliu smiled and said, "It's this again."

Cheng Xi said: "After taking a bath, someone led the young master to see His Highness the Crown Prince." He bowed and stepped back.

Han Mengliu thought, what Cheng Xi just said was His Highness the Crown Prince and not the young master, this must be Xiao Zhaoer's lair.

The attendants were disciplined very well, and they were expressionless when serving Han Mengliu in the bath, let alone looking at him.In the warm soup pool, Han Mengliu felt a little sleepy again, and his footsteps were a little sloppy when he went ashore.

Xiao Zhao'er was still stingy and didn't want to put on more clothes for him, this time she only had a silk robe, so she was invited into the side door.Beyond the small door is a bedroom, warmly and elegantly furnished.

Xiao Zhaoer is not here.

The attendant had already left when he entered the door, and no one asked him, so he had no choice but to calm down when he came, leaning on the bed to brew sleep.

A quarter of an hour later, Xia Zhao opened the door and came in. He immediately saw Han Mengliu leaning on the bed with his eyes closed. His black hair was flowing like a waterfall, and his slender neck and clear clavicle were exposed from the open neckline.The brocade was draped casually around the waist, and there was a small raised circle in it.

Xia Zhao's mood was very complicated.

Originally, he was angry, but seeing this picturesque peaceful sleeping face, his anger subsided a lot for some reason, and he wanted to help him pull the brocade quilt back up.What's more, it's the inexplicable throbbing deep in my heart: it's not all liking, not all possessing, and it's not all simple guilt.

At this time, Han Mengliu opened his eyes, and smiled with his scattered eyes, "Xiao Zhaoer, long time no see." He didn't get up, let alone salute, but put his hands together his hair, changed the position of his legs, and his posture became more enchanting .

Xia Zhao felt hot and hot unconsciously, subconsciously wanted to swallow, but held back.Because of the indifferent "Xiao Zhaoer" who didn't care and didn't care, and even made fun of it, the anger returned to its peak again.

He stepped forward with his hands behind his back, "Have you been running happily these past few months?"

Han Mengliu smiled and said, "Xiao Zhaoer asked me to wait for you that day, but I didn't agree. Maybe Xiao Zhaoer has been the crown prince for a long time, and she is used to speaking with respect, and she has never been rejected."

Xia Zhao snorted coldly, "But now, you are in the hands of Bengong again."

Han Mengliu said: "Without those subordinates, Xiao Zhao'er might not be able to find me in this lifetime, I wonder how proud you are."

Han Mengliu always wore a very intoxicating smile, but the prettier his smile was, the angrier Xia Zhao became, and he jumped onto the bed in two steps and threw him down, "You ran away for a long time, and you even took away Ben Gong's child, you said, Ben How should the palace punish you?"

Han Mengliu pushed his shoulder away a little, "Xiao Zhaoer, the fetus in my womb is not yours."

Xia Zhao's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his hands tightly, "Impossible. You said it last time, except you and Ben Gong have never been below."

Han Mengliu smiled coaxingly like a child, "Xiao Zhao'er did not have it before. But Xiao Zhao'er let me know the beauty of being next time, and then I often stay next time."

"Often?" Xia Zhao gritted his teeth and pressed on Han Mengliu's swollen belly, "Such a size, it can't grow in four or five months."

Han Mengliu said: "You are still young, so you don't understand. Shenlong's physique has always been pregnant, and besides, what if I have twins in my womb..."

With a "hiss", Xia Zhao tore off Han Mengliu's thin robe, "Then I will come and try, after I, is there anyone else for you?"

The robe was thrown to the ground. Xia Zhao turned Han Mengliu over and saw the willow leaf tattoo on his back waist. He pressed his fingers up and pressed it, and leaned over to Han Mengliu's ear, "Who gave you this tattoo?" stabbed?"

Han Mengliu said: "I forgot his name and his appearance, but I just remembered that he was pretty good-looking. He is very good at tattooing. I want to learn. He asked me to use my body in exchange, so I agreed."

Xia Zhao twisted Han Mengliu's wrist behind her, "You made it clear."

Han Mengliu gasped, turned her head and smiled reluctantly, looking lazily at Xia Zhao's angry and jealous face, "Didn't Xiao Zhaoer just want to know my relationship with that person? If you want to know about other people, I'll say it again, but I'm afraid there are too many people to say it all."

Xia Zhao was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped it. Han Mengliu's fair cheeks immediately had a few red marks, and his head buzzed even more.Then his body lightened, Xia Zhao jumped out of bed and straightened his clothes, glared at him angrily, and left.

Han Mengliu lay down, rubbed his pinched arm, yawned, rolled over and fell asleep again.

Not long after, he was awakened again, and opened his eyes to see that Xia Zhao had returned, standing by the table, and there was an extra bowl on the table that was missing just now.It must have been the sound of Xia Zhao setting down the bowl vigorously that woke him up.

Han Mengliu propped herself up, and found that the bowl was filled with hot and dark concoction, "It turns out that Xiao Zhao'er is going to help me abort."

"The fetus has not been tested yet, so how can you just hit it?" Xia Zhao picked up the bowl, took a fine pen from the pen stand, came to sit by the bed, and smiled, "From now on, you can only leave Get off the traces of my palace." Pressing Han Mengliu's shoulder with one hand, he pushed aside the torn robe, dipped the tip of a pen into the medicine, and touched the tattoo on Han Mengliu's waist.

"Ugh..."

Acupuncture-like burning pain suddenly broke out, and Han Mengliu knelt down, resting his forehead on his folded arms.

Xia Zhao smiled smugly, and continued to carefully draw the lines of the tattoo with a pen dipped in medicine. The blue willow leaves were red and bleeding, and the fair skin was cracked, even emitting a trace of smoke and heat.

Han Mengliu broke out in cold sweat and said with a trembling voice: "His Royal Highness is His Royal Highness, whatever you want, you can get it immediately."

"Not bad." The smile on Xia Zhao's lips deepened, "If you like tattoos, I will draw them for you in the future."

"...Thank you for your grace." Han Mengliu bit her lip, her body tensed, her head buried in her arms.

Xia Zhao stroked his bloody thin waist, "Does it hurt? Call out when it hurts."

Han Mengliu buried her head and snorted, seemingly disdainful.

Xia Zhao took off his boots and went to bed, knelt behind Han Mengliu, held a pen in his right hand, and repeatedly drew the tattoos that had not faded completely. Blood spilled from the exploded skin, causing Han Mengliu to tremble again and again.He bent down, put his left hand on Han Mengliu's swollen pregnant belly, and gently circled, "I'm here to relieve your pain."

But no matter what Xia Zhao did, Han Mengliu just didn't respond.Maybe it was because of the pain of washing off the tattoo, or maybe it was because of the young prince's arrogance that made him feel conflicted.

But Xia Zhao didn't know how to understand Han Mengliu's heart. He was the one who was the most angry when he saw that his flattering behavior was in vain.Throwing the pen and flicking his sleeves, the medicine bowl fell to the ground. He unbuttoned the gorgeous robe and leaned towards the person in front of him.

Han Mengliu remained on her stomach with her head buried all the time, without moving or making a sound.

Xia Zhao wantonly vented the anger of being teased for several months, until Han Mengliu's waist was bleeding more and more, and he seemed to be stiff, and he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

The prince's mansion was in a hurry.

The medical officer and attendants surrounded the bed, and Xia Zhao sat in the distance with a sullen face, with one fist resting on the table.He pretended not to hear all kinds of voices and voices beside the bed.It wasn't until the middle of the night that the medical officer spoke back and forth, and he ordered everyone to retreat. He prepared for a while before going to see Han Mengliu again.

Han Mengliu had a fetus in front and a scar in the back, and now she can only lie on her side.Although his eyes were closed, Xia Zhao knew that he was not asleep.

He did feel guilty in his heart, but it was all because Han Mengliu was disobedient and always provoked himself on purpose.If he was obedient and obedient, how could I treat him like this?

Pacing back and forth, the child in Han Mengliu's womb has already counted the time, and it is his.Among the four clans, Han Mengliu is the most unfit for birth. He is born with a compact body, but he was too rough just now. He suffered some injuries and shocked the fetus.

The medical officer said that intercourse/things are prohibited for one month, but after the body recovers, in order to facilitate future production, it is beneficial to have proper sex/things.

Xia Zhao sat back on the bed. He did these things before he got married. It was really troublesome to say that it was troublesome, but it was easy to say. It just depends on whether Han Mengliu is willing to cooperate.

Reaching into the quilt, Xia Zhao touched the thick layer of gauze on the man's waist, Xia Zhao asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Han Mengliu didn't say a word, her thick black eyelashes moved slightly under the lamp.

Xia Zhao said again: "Go to sleep, I will watch you and won't let you move around." Afraid that he might get the wrong idea, he added, "I won't let you touch your stomach or wounds, sleep at ease .”

After a while, Han Mengliu let out a low sigh.Xia Zhao put his hand behind his head and stroked it gently.

The indoor palace lights were dimmed, and the peace and tranquility of the night finally arrived.