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Ye Qing, who was scolded, was thinking about why she became the bastard she is now, but Wen Heng's figure flickered, and he fell limply to the ground without even saying hello.

Subconsciously, Ye Qing stretched out her long arms, pulled Wen Heng into her arms, and called out "Ji Ping, Ji Ping" twice, but the person in her arms closed her eyes and did not respond.

Putting his palm on his cheek to test the temperature, it was ridiculously hot, thinking it was because of the drunkenness, he held his wrist and took the pulse briefly, and the fetus was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, he simply hugged the drunk Wen Heng horizontally. This hug quickly shortened the distance between the two of them. Ye Qing's breathing was filled with the smell of alcohol from Wen Heng's body. Inexplicable.

Returning quickly to the mansion, Ye Rong had already been waiting in the gatehouse, seeing his general holding Tai Tuo, although he was very puzzled, he did not move slowly at all, he stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master, leave it to the subordinates. "

Naturally, Ye Qing would not hand over Wen Heng to him, and just said: "No need, you go and prepare some water and hangover soup and send it to the guest room."

Ye Rong took the order and went to prepare not to mention it.

Wen Ming hadn't been seen for two days, he should have been sent out by Wen Heng to handle some errands, so Ye Qing could only take care of Wen Heng himself.

Gently placed the person on the bed, turned around and went to the desk to light a candle, went back to the bed and looked, but saw Wen Heng's face was flushed, his brows were tightly frowned, he seemed to have regained some consciousness, struggling in a daze, The placket was a little loose, and the whole person was in a very bad state.

"Why are you so drunk?" Ye Qing muttered softly, leaned over to remove Wen Heng's outer robe, looked to the left and right, casually flicked the clothes in her hand to the hanger on the left, and pulled them across the bed The folded brocade quilt covered him.

Drunk people inevitably have a higher body temperature. Wen Heng probably felt too hot, so he used his hands and feet, struggling to get the brocade quilt off his body.

Ye Qing refused to let him get what he wanted. Seeing that the quilt was pulled away a little, she stretched out her hand to pull it back for him, and then pulled it back, and then pulled it back, and then pulled it back...

For a while, he was not tired of it, and even 007 laughed at him for being boring.

When Ye Rong came in with clear water and hangover soup, he didn't look sideways, and didn't dare to look over to the side of the bed. When he heard his general say "retire", he immediately turned around and went out, closing the door tightly with his backhand.

Immediately afterwards, he spontaneously and consciously guarded within three feet of the guest room to prevent anyone from approaching. No matter what happened inside or nothing happened, he just locked it up for the general.

Ye Qing didn't know that Ye Rong was so "caring", he wrung out the wet handkerchief, and gently wiped Wen Heng's flushed cheeks.

The cool handkerchief took away some of the hotness of drunkenness for Wen Heng, he subconsciously rubbed his cheek against the handkerchief in Ye Qing's hand, wanting to be more comfortable.

Seeing this, Ye Qing simply sat down on the edge of the bed, and after a while, dipped the handkerchief in clean water again, and then wiped it for Wen Heng.

After tossing and tossing patiently for half an hour, the person on the bed finally calmed down, and his breathing became much more stable, but he still didn't wake up.

Ye Qing picked up the cold bowl of hangover soup in the tray on the table with one hand, looked lightly at Wen Heng's face a few times, clamped his chin with the other hand, exerted a little force, and his tightly closed mouth was immediately caught. Break it apart, and then, a bowl full of hangover soup was mercilessly poured down from the broken mouth.

The filling was too fast, and Wen Heng, who was lying flat on the bed, was choked and coughed subconsciously. After coughing and coughing, he woke up from coughing, pushed Ye Qing softly, and vomited on the edge of the bed.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ye Qing slammed her hands, poured out the clear water in the basin, put it on the side of the bed, and caught what Wen Heng spit out.

But he had already vomited outside before, and now his stomach was empty, and he vomited for a while, and what he vomited out was just the hangover soup that he poured in just now, after vomiting the hangover soup, only retching remained.

Ye Qing didn't care whether he could listen or not at this moment, and while stroking his back to comfort him, she said bitterly: "Now you know how uncomfortable it is? Why did you go early?"

Wen Heng was vomiting so badly that he couldn't speak at all, and the drunkenness hadn't subsided, so he managed to catch his breath before replying: "It has nothing to do with you." The voice was extremely weak.

Ye Qing was immediately laughed out of anger, pinched Wen Heng's chin, turned his face to her side, and forced him to look directly at her: "Why is it nothing to do with me? Before the child was born, at least half of you were It's mine." He smiled ferociously, "Wen Jiping, I paid such a high price, if you dare to play tricks and annoy me, be careful that I will directly end the little emperor you have been thinking about!"

Seeing the momentary dullness on Wen Heng's face, Ye Qing squeezed his chin even harder, and said fiercely, "Do you understand?"

Xu was in pain from being pinched, Wen Heng struggled subconsciously, and mumbled: "Uh... let go... let me go..." But he is a literati, in terms of strength, he is no match for someone like Ye Qing The battle-tested general was drunk again at this time, and his jaw couldn't break free from the restraint no matter what.

Ye Qing didn't dare to do too much, if he really hurt him, the matter would be serious, so she let go of her strength, and instead held his cheek with both hands, staring at his sleepy and drunken eyes, letting go He softened his voice, "If you are obedient and don't torment your body, I won't interfere with your work, okay?"

While the candle was flickering, Ye Qing's resolute and stern face flickered, but the light in her eyes couldn't be ignored. I wonder if she was bewitched. Wen Heng, who was not very clear-headed, nodded subconsciously.

Ye Qing didn't let him go, and said word by word: "Answer me, yes, or no!"

Wen Heng moved his lips and said "OK" softly.

Ye Qing smiled, and patted his cheek: "You're so good." She picked up the handkerchief and cleaned his face carefully, after cleaning, she picked up the rest of the hangover soup, and asked softly, "Do you still drink it? It feels good to drink."

The drunken Wen Heng was stunned, and nodded when he heard the word "comfortable" in a daze.

So Ye Qing embraced him, slowly fed him the rest of the hangover soup in the bowl, and wiped the corners of his mouth again, regardless of whether he could understand or not, she leaned close to his ear and murmured Said: "Ji Ping, don't be stubborn, as long as you obediently give birth to the child in your womb, I will give you whatever you want, give you everything..." The palm subconsciously, no trace can be seen on him yet. stroking on his belly.

Feeling that the breathing of the person in her arms was gradually calming down, she thought she had fallen asleep. Ye Qing held him and sat there for a while, then gently laid the person flat on the bed, twisted the corner of the quilt for him, straightened up, and Standing by the bed for a moment, he turned and left the room.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, the person who was "sleeping" slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, there was no trace of drunkenness in these eyes, but instead, they were full of complicated eyes.

For the first time, he faced up to the "accident" in his stomach, and placed his palms on the lower abdomen with the brocade quilt across. For such a child who didn't know whether he would be able to be born smoothly, was it worth it for that person to do this?

Although Ah Ci has long been determined not to let the General Zhenbei's mansion stay behind, but with that person's power, he doesn't believe that he can't do it, why... must let him be reborn...

As a member of the Akaze tribe, he himself was conceived and born by two men, and his father and father cared for him, which is no different from ordinary parents' parents. For the world, the matter of a man giving birth to a child is very important. , is absolutely appalling, but he is not unacceptable.

However, since the day he left the clan and joined the officialdom, he decided to forget his identity as a member of the Akaze clan. He has been going smoothly for more than ten years, but he still has to put this point back in front of him today.

Back then when he promised to give birth to a child, it was just a helpless expedient measure. Now, for this child, that person tried every means to stay by his side, even... knowing that he was acting secretly, but still kept his promise, and watched himself disintegrate With the power in his hands, I really don't know whether to say that he is too confident or self-willed.

It's just an unformed child, so what?

However, since that person gave him the opportunity, he will definitely seize it firmly. Clearing up the court and creating a prosperous world are his lifelong wishes. Compared with the well-being of the people of Great Yan, he himself is not so important .

As for the child in his womb... He slightly squeezed his fist on the brocade quilt, this child... just resign himself to fate, who can predict what will happen in the future, just like how he thought it back then, Ah Ci would give it to him He took that kind of medicine, and he, by accident, spent the night with that person, and became pregnant...

It's all wrong!

The complex look in his eyes gradually turned into firmness, Wen Heng couldn't withstand the erosion of sleepiness after all, and fell asleep again.

Ye Qing, who walked out of the guest room, caught a glimpse of the patrolling figure not far away, and then thought of Ye Rong's thoughts in doing so, couldn't help laughing, cleaned up his face, walked to his side with his hands behind his back, coughed twice, cleared his throat, and raised his eyebrows Asked: "Why, is your master so hungry?"

Ye Rong stayed where he was, looked left and right, then stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and smiled: "This...then what..." The faltering appearance is very different from the usual capable appearance.

Seeing him in such a state of embarrassment, Ye Qing didn't make things difficult for him: "Okay, okay, how is it? Last time I told you to contact the spies in the north, how is it going?"

Speaking of business, Ye Rong finally got out of the embarrassment, and said seriously: "I just received the news today that the old Shanyu is about to die. The princes are fighting fiercely for the position of Shanyu. I don't think they can spare a hand to go south for a while. .”

After hearing this, Ye Qing nodded noncommittally, waved her hands, and asked Ye Rong to go back to rest, and walked slowly to the room by herself under the moonlight.

Yidi's side, although it is in chaos now, according to the original plot, the old Shanyu will die in a short time. After that, the second prince, who was originally unknown, suddenly rises up, strangles all the brothers, and gathers the power of the royal court. In the first month, the whole army went south, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, forcing Ye Ziyan, the general of the world's soldiers and horses, to take command of the army again.

With regard to the matter in the north, Ye Qing had already considered the countermeasures, and made up his mind to stay the same in response to all changes. At this time, he was more worried about Wen Heng's side.

According to 007's monitoring, after hitting a stick tonight and making a fuss about a sweet date, although Wen Heng promised him not to toss his body anymore, in fact, he still has a certain feeling for the child in his womb. No need for an attitude, he has to raise the stakes!

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