Whose cub am I pregnant with?

Zhao Qi was getting more and more floating, as if something was burning in his mind, and the smoke filled the air, crackling.His vision gradually became blurred, and the voice in his ears seemed to come from another dimension, like a gust of wind blowing by, he could clearly hear what others were saying, but in the next instant, he forgot all about it.

In this strange feeling, his sense of touch and smell became more distinct.

He felt himself being hugged.There was a familiar and pleasant fragrance of herbs on that person's body, and he was still walking steadily while holding him, without any effort.But he was very uncomfortable, he couldn't tell what he was uncomfortable with, but he was uncomfortable, his throat was dry, he was hot and thirsty.Did the new dragon robe on his body become too small, sticking to his skin, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Don't hug."

The man lowered his head, "Huh?"

Zhao Xi tried his best to express his thoughts: "Don't hug, but carry it." Maybe he can feel better if he changes his posture.

The man gave a low laugh, "Okay, let's change our backs."

Then, Zhao Qi was picked up.The back of the person carrying him was very wide, and he put his hands around the neck of the person, and his upper body was probably standing upright. The man's shoulders.

"Is the emperor going back to Haiyan Palace?"

Zhao Qi frowned, vaguely remembering that he promised someone to go back to Yonghua Palace tonight. "Yonghua Palace," he whispered, "I'm going to Yonghua Palace."

After finishing speaking, the last string in his mind that kept him awake broke with a crash.

When he woke up again, Zhao Qi found himself lying on the bed.The bed was so big that he rolled around a few times without falling off.He opened his eyes in a daze, and couldn't see anything except a piece of bright yellow.A clear thought suddenly flashed in his mind - he was lying on the dragon bed in Yonghua Palace.

But Zhao Qi's sobriety was also at this moment.Soon, the nameless fire in his body burned again, more violent than before he fell asleep; his head was also groggy, and the sky and the earth were spinning.

A figure came into his sight. "Your face is so red, you're so drunk?"

The man stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Xi's forehead. Zhao Xi shrank back as if he was being burned, trying to avoid the man's touch.

"You..." The man withdrew his hand, seemingly unwilling, "I'll go to the imperial physician."

Zhao Qi instinctively grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Don't leave! Don't, don't leave me alone..."

The man's body froze visibly.

Zhao Qi tugged at the dragon robe on his body indiscriminately, "It's so hot, why is it so hot, can you turn on the air conditioner..." He said weakly, "Help me, help me take it off."

The man did not move for a long time.

Zhao Qi, who couldn't get help, could only come by himself, but he couldn't find the button after working hard for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice was crying, "120, call 120 quickly, I'm going to be fucking cold! No, It's going to be hot-"

Hearing his nonsense, the man was convinced that he was really suffering, and finally made up his mind to reach out to him again.

Zhao Qi thought he could be relieved, but he didn't expect that the man just pulled his dragon robe, exposing his shoulder to the air, and then it hurt suddenly——

Zhao Qi was broken again in this pain.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard another voice with a smile: "Do you really want me to help you?"

Zhao Qi's throat was so dry that he couldn't speak a word.

"But I haven't taken off the dragon robe yet," the man said with great interest, "The emperor will teach me?"

"Don't teach? Then I can only take my time. The emperor sent this to the door himself, so I can't blame me."

"The smell on you, this is..."

The dragon robes were taken off one by one, leaving only an inner garment.However, the heat on Zhao Qi's body didn't decrease at all. He was so uncomfortable that he rolled on the bed until a pair of cold hands pinched his face, and he asked almost rudely, "Look clearly, who am I?"

Zhao Qi was a little hurt by his pinch, and struggled weakly.He really couldn't see anything clearly, he could only see a vague shadow, but he remembered the smell of this person, and said intermittently: "You, you are..."

After the man heard his answer, he bent his lips and smiled, and put his finger on his lips, "This time, you can't escape."

……

"emperor."

Zhao Qi opened his eyes again, and his eyes became colorful, as if he was in an illusion.

"Just now, did you let him touch you?"

Inadvertently, Zhao Qi saw a pair of eyes - as deep as a pool, difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.He didn't know what the man was asking, but he shook his head instinctively, then crawled to the man's side with hands and feet, and hugged him.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't seem to respond, only his Adam's apple rolled slightly.He pulled Zhao Xi off his body, "something happened, I have to deal with it, you..."

Zhao Qi was lying on the bed alone.

Gone, all, gone... Then what should he do!

Zhao Xi's physical endurance had reached its limit, but no matter how much he shouted, no one answered him.

Just when Zhao Qi was about to collapse, whoever came back came back and hugged him into his arms.

The last piece of clothing on his body was taken off, and he heard a voice: "Your Majesty, legs."

Zhao Qi was in a daze, only feeling that he was dreaming, "Huh?"

"separate."

The moon and stars are scarce, and the candles are flickering.The tulle dangled, was torn off by a hand, and fell to the ground.

The second day of Wanshou Festival is a day of rest according to the convention.If the princes and nobles at the palace banquet drink too much, they can stay in the palace for one night. Dozens of rooms in the Longevity Palace are prepared for this purpose.Civil servants are fine, they always remember to behave properly and not to be unrestrained; military officers are different, they drink to their heart's content, and when they get drunk, they go to the ground, and no one can get up.

So at the time when they were supposed to go to court, the hangover ministers woke up leisurely, drank the hangover tea that had been prepared, helped each other out of the palace, chatting and laughing all the way, so happy.

It's a pity that the emperor who was also hungover was not in such a good mood.

Hearing the rustling sound from the bed curtain, Jiang Dehai walked over lightly, "Your Majesty?"

"..."

"Your Majesty, are you awake?"

"..."

Jiang Dehai was a little strange, there was obviously movement inside. "Your Majesty, you drank too much last night, and now you feel uncomfortable. Do you want to ask the imperial physician to help you?"

"..."

"Your Majesty?" Jiang Dehai was really worried, and carefully opened the bed curtain, only to see the little emperor sitting on the bed with a dull face, a cut was cut on his slightly parted lips, and the brocade quilt slipped off his body, revealing a delicate collarbone , the top is full of deep and shallow traces.

Jiang Dehai was shocked, and tremblingly said: "Emperor, Your Majesty...you are..."

Zhao Qi turned his head very slowly, "I, it seems, have been slept by someone." After speaking, he didn't get up in one breath, and fell back on the bed.

Jiang Dehai rushed up to see him, "Your Majesty, you have to stand up, Your Majesty! Come here, pass on the imperial physician, quickly pass on the imperial physician!"

Zhao Qi didn't really faint, but his back hurt so badly that he could suffocate with just a slight movement.Apart from the waist, other parts of him are also sore, especially a certain unspeakable place...

Zhao Qi gritted his teeth, trembling all over, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, "Who is it!"

Jiang Dehai was heartbroken, "Your Majesty!"

"Who is not afraid of death, dare to take advantage of me, I must, must..." Before Zhao Xi finished speaking, a tendon in his waist was pulled, he screamed in pain, lying on the bed, beating his chest and stamping his feet , "Wow", cried out, "You can't treat me like this, I'm still a child ah... I'm dirty..."

Jiang Dehai also wiped away his tears, "Your Majesty, please be careful..."

Zhao Qi hugged the quilt and cried loudly, "You can see it if it's you! It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, you go, let me cry for a while!"

Jiang Dehai: "Your Majesty, you should let the imperial physician take a look first."

"Don't look, don't look, don't look! I want to let others know about my face!" Zhao Qi hiccupped crying, "Don't stop me, I'm going to soak in the rain, let the heavy rain wash away the filth on my body !"

Jiang Dehai glanced out the window, the sun was shining brightly, but there were no clouds in the sky.

Zhao Qi also felt that it was embarrassing for a big boy to cry like this.But as the saying goes, a man doesn't flick his tears lightly, just because he hasn't reached the point of sadness.If being slept with is not considered a sad place, then what is it, pregnant?Therefore, it is not shameful for him to cry now, and everyone will cry about this matter, and those who are not mentally able to bear it may be hit to death.

Jiang Dehai didn't dare to invite the imperial physician, and he didn't back down, so he stood by and guarded Zhao Qi.When Zhao Qi was about to cry, he handed over a hot handkerchief, and persuaded: "If the emperor doesn't want to see the imperial doctor, why don't you take a hot bath, so that you can see where there are injuries."

Zhao Qi's eyes were red, and his face looked hopeless, "Okay."

When Zhao Qi took a bath, he never let anyone wait on him, and today was no exception.Jiang Dehaihou was outside, really worried, and asked: "Your Majesty, can you really do it alone?"

Zhao Qi gave a "hmm", shiveringly took off the clothes he had just put on, and walked into the bath.

In fact, apart from the marks that cannot be removed temporarily, there is nothing else on his body.That... that super universe invincible bastard should have cleaned it up for him, so when he woke up he was still refreshed and didn't suffer any injuries.

Zhao Qi sat in the water, trying to recall what happened last night.His complete memory is still in the time when He Changzhou toasted him.After that, he can remember a few fragments, such as various familiar smells, coming and going, coming and coming; the dragon robe that can't be taken off, the pain on the shoulder, and being... When ..., that moment of pain.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his shoulder, there was indeed a shallow tooth mark on it.

That's why he was extremely furious, but he hadn't completely lost his mind yet.He vaguely knew that what happened last night seemed to be his initiative.

He was the one who held the bastard to keep him from going and asked him to undress himself; when the bastard asked him to pose, he did as well.

but!That's no reason for a bastard to live!

Well, even if he took the initiative, can't that person push him away!Knowing that he was drunk and delirious, why did he still have to be so obedient!If you resist once, you will die!

Oh, resisting the decree is indeed a capital offense.

...it's all a mess.No matter who takes the initiative and dares to take advantage of him, he must not end well!

Zhao Qi's eyes were gloomy, and he clenched his fists under the water.

Heinous, unforgivable crime.I must take that man out and castrate him!