Dressed as a tyrant, pregnant with the prime minister's cub

When Wei Shuran was helping Jiang Yan bandage the wound, he felt his face was burning badly and his head began to feel dizzy.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Jiang Yan saw that Wei Shuran's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes seemed to be watery, and he couldn't even focus. He guessed that Wei Shuran might be drunk.

"I, I'm a little hot." Wei Shuran tugged on his collar and said.

Just running all the way here, he felt hot all over his body, but now that the alcohol is getting stronger, there is only a paste left in his mind, and his body feels very uncomfortable as if it was roasted on fire.

"I'll pour a cup of tea for the emperor, and the emperor will just lie on the bed and sleep." Jiang Yan saw that Wei Shuran pulled off his collar, revealing his snow-white neck, he swallowed slightly, his throat was so dry.

But when he stretched out his hand to help Wei Shuran get on the bed and lie down on the bed, Wei Shuran avoided him. In Wei Shuran's mind, he was still at the stage of giving Jiang Yan a drink of spiritual spring water. I'm going to pour tea for Jiang Yan.

Wei Shuran's foreground gradually drifted away, and it took him a long time to pour a cup of tea for Jiang Yan. As for how much spiritual spring water he put in, he had long since forgotten.

Seeing Wei Shuran staggering to the coffee table and pouring himself a cup of herbal tea, Jiang Yan's eyes on Wei Shuran changed a bit.

At this time, Wei Shuran still wanted to pour tea for him, and he still said he didn't like him?

"You drink." Wei Shuran said to Jiang Yan while holding the herbal tea.

Jiang Yan took the teacup with one hand and drank all the tea in one gulp. He said, "Do you like me, Your Majesty?"

"You? Don't you hate me?" Wei Shuran said in a daze. He also felt a little thirsty, but when he wanted to pour himself a cup of tea, he found that his hands and feet were disobedient.

Seeing that Wei Shuran was about to arrive, Jiang Yan hurried forward to help him onto the bed.

"I used to hate you quite a lot, but now I don't hate you anymore." Jiang Yan said very seriously.

"Hey, it's fine if you don't hate it. I don't hate you either. I still like you a little bit." Sitting by the bed, Wei Shuran smirked, and reached out to touch Jiang Yan's face.

Jiang Yan's cheeks were slightly cold, and although his skin was not particularly good, he reluctantly withdrew his hand.He had wanted to touch this face for a long time, and now that his wish had come true, Wei Shuran couldn't tell what feeling he felt, but he was very excited.

Wei Shuran, who was slightly drunk, was courageous, and said with a smile, "Come give me a laugh."

Jiang Yan, who was being transferred, asked in a cold voice, "Do you know what you are doing, Your Majesty?"

"I know." Wei Shuran said very naturally.

"You did it first, I hope the emperor will not regret it." Jiang Yan said as he grabbed Wei Shuran's hand.

Wei Shuran had never been drunk before, so he didn't know how courageous he was when he was drunk, and dared to stretch his devil's claws on Jiang Yan.

Wei Shuran only felt as if he had a dream. In the dream, he appeared in the deep sea for some reason. The waves were very rough. His whole dream seemed to be struggling in the sea, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't swim to the shore. .

When he became conscious again, it was still dark, and a candle was lit in the room. He was lying on the bed alone, naked, and very tired, as if he had struggled in the sea all night. , as if he finally swam ashore, every bone in his body screamed with pain.

Wei Shuran, who was lying on the bed, didn't realize it for a long time. What happened to him?His last memory seems to be that he was chased by the rebels, Jiang Yan took him to the Jiang family's old house, and then he helped Jiang Yan draw the knife, and then what?The memory after that became fragmented, and Wei Shuran couldn't remember it.

"Wake up." Jiang Yan pushed the door open and entered. He seemed to have taken a shower, his hair was wet, and he was holding a small porcelain bottle in his hand.

Wei Shuran wanted to sit up, but when he moved a little, he only felt a sore back and something wet behind him.

If Wei Shuran doesn't know what happened at this time, then he is a fool.

"Jiang, Prime Minister Jiang, I, we're having sex." Wei Shuran was dumbfounded. Jiang Yan took advantage of others?Actually gave him a strong?

"Your Majesty, it was you who made the first move. The humble minister just didn't resist." Seeing Wei Shuran's angry face, Jiang Yan thought that Wei Shuran was cuter after drinking.

"I did it first, how could it be possible." Wei Shuran didn't believe that he had the guts to provoke Jiang Yan at all.

Now he is the puppet emperor, and Jiang Yan is the powerful prime minister, so how could he not think about provoking him.

Seeing that Wei Shuran didn't believe it, Jiang Yan took off his clothes, showing his strong back, and said, "The emperor scratched me, and these marks on my neck are all the masterpieces of the emperor."

Wei Shuran took a closer look, and saw a large piece of strawberries planted on Jiang Yan's neck. This could not have been done by Jiang Yan himself. As for Jiang Yan's back, it was full of red stripes. It was deliberately scratched out.

Wei Shuran only felt his old face turn red, and said in a muffled voice, "You don't know how to resist."

"No matter how many times the emperor has done this to the humble minister, the humble minister will not resist." Jiang Yan went to lift the blanket covering Wei Shuran's body as he spoke.

Wei Shuran was taken aback, quickly grabbed the edge of the blanket, and asked nervously, "Prime Minister Jiang, what do you want to do?"

"Help the emperor to apply the medicine. The emperor played a little crazy when he was riding a horse just now. There was a little bit of redness. The minister took the medicine for the emperor. Does the emperor want to apply the medicine by himself?" Jiang Yan held the porcelain bottle in Wei Shuran's eyes Shaking and said.

"I don't need any medicine." Wei Shuran insisted.

"Lin Jian will be there in a while, the emperor, do you think you can leave now?" Jiang Yan kindly reminded.

The more he was reminded by Jiang Yan, the more Wei Shuran felt that the place was hot and spicy. If he wanted to return to the palace in a while, he would definitely go out from here. Thinking that his walking posture would be weird, Wei Shuran gritted his teeth and said, "Take it easy."

"I will." Seeing Wei Shuran's compromise, Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

After a while, Wei Shuran's angrily low growl came from the room, "Jiang Yan, please give me some, please."

"Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, please don't play tricks on me."

"Master Prime Minister, please let me go, I will give you whatever you want, okay?"

"Jiang Yanzhen is going to kill you, you bastard." After shouting, Wei Shuran's voice became hoarse.

The next day was three poles high, and Wei Shuran woke up leisurely. He saw the dazzling sunlight outside the window, and a carp sat up straight, "My waist, Jiang Yan, you bastard, you must have struck too hard. "

"Your Majesty, I'll rub it for you." Jiang Yan, who was exhausted all night last night, didn't wake up much. The bewildered Jiang Yan took off his serious face in the past, and his whole person became gentle.

"Your Excellency, we didn't go to the court for two mornings today." Wei Shuran reminded in despair.

"Your Majesty, today is the day for resting and muting." Jiang Yan hugged Wei Shuran into his arms, kissed the corner of his lips and continued, "Your Majesty, we are sleeping."

"I don't want to sleep at all." Wei Shuran glanced at the satisfied Jiang Yan, howled in his heart, why did he put Jiang Yan to sleep, will this affect the plot?