After dressing as a tyrant and cheap dad, I got pregnant with his cub

After another three or four days, Song Yan recovered, his lips were red, his teeth were white, his face was rosy, and he could be as energetic as he wanted. That is, he couldn't make it if he didn't want to. Qin Zhen came to supervise him every day to eat and take medicine, but it was okay. I didn't do anything else, just watched him leave after taking the medicine and eating.

Although Qin Zhen is a tyrant, he is a diligent tyrant. He reads memorials, discusses politics every day, and insists on practicing martial arts. His schedule is full all day long, and he always takes time to go to see Song Yan. After Song Yan recovered from his illness, he didn't go to see Song Yan anymore, instead he directly called Song Yan to stay with him.

In view of Qin Zhen's good performance in the past three or four days, and the fact that he was summoned in broad daylight, Song Yan did not pretend to be sick this time, and honestly packed up and went to the main hall.

Qin Zhen was reviewing the memorial, when he heard the movement, he raised his head to look at him, and waved to him: "Come here!"

The shadow of being almost stripped by Qin Zhen's hug here last time is still there, Song Yan timidly said subconsciously after hearing the words: "Slave, it's good for the slave to stand here."

Qin Zhen looked at him with cold eyes, Song Yan instantly became honest, hurriedly walked over obediently, and carefully knelt and sat on the desk that was still an arm's length away from Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen pursed his lips and frowned and looked at him: "Come here again."

Song Yan moved a little towards him invisibly.

Qin Zhen's patience ran out, and he stretched out his long arm and grabbed Song Yan's arm and pulled it violently.

Song Yan's center of gravity was unstable and he was pulled into Qin Zhen's arms. The memory of the last time hit him, Song Yanwu blushed instantly, and subconsciously struggled to get up and down. .

Qin Zhen let out a muffled snort. He didn't have any charming thoughts at first, but he was distracted. After pulling the person over, the hand that hugged Song Yan's waist subconsciously tightened.

As soon as Song Yan got up, he was strangled and fell on Qin Zhen again, but this time he didn't fall on Qin Zhen's lap, but fell on his knees and sideways in Qin Zhen's arms. His small red ears just hit Qin Zhen before.

Qin Zhen felt that he could bite with his mouth, so he subconsciously opened his mouth to try.

The soft little earlobe was bitten into the mouth by the man and gently ground. The force was not heavy. Although it didn't hurt, Song Yan's body trembled. He was frightened to death. He didn't dare to move. : "My lord, my lord, you, you, as the king of a country, no, you can't keep your word!"

When Qin Zhen heard this, his body froze suddenly, he raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yan, who was blushing in front of him, loosened the sharp teeth biting his earlobe, glared at him dissatisfied and muttered: "You are really troublesome, go to the side, don't block the lonely Criticism."

Song Yan couldn't wish for it, and he kept saying yes, as soon as he was let go, he turned around and started to run, trying to get as far away from this capricious tyrant as he could.But before he could stand up, someone grabbed his arm from behind and pulled it violently again.Fortunately, Song Yan held on this time and did not fall into Qin Zhen's arms again.

"Stay here and don't go anywhere."

Qin Zhen pulled him back, and after finishing speaking in a cold voice, he buried his head in his memorial.

Song Yan glanced at him, and slandered in his heart: I think you are troublesome, I think you are hard to serve, you are the one who tells people to leave, and you are the one who doesn't ask people to leave!Like the unreasonable little girlfriend in the legend, she is busy and doesn't ask you to leave, but insists on asking you to stay with her.

Thinking of this, Song Yan couldn't help imagining Qin Zhen as a domineering and unreasonable little girl for a while, laughing.I accidentally laughed out loud.

Qin Zhen turned to glance at him.

Song Yan hurriedly held back his laugh, and whispered: "You are busy, you are busy, I will stop laughing."

Qin Zhen gave him a strange look, then turned his gaze away to continue reviewing the memorial.

Song Yan amused himself by entertaining himself, so he was not angry with Qin Zhen for being difficult to serve and being unreasonable. Seeing that Qin Zhen still kept his word, he just asked him to accompany him in reviewing the memorial, and did not intend to take advantage of him anymore. Let go of your heart, sit down on your knees obediently, and spend some time on your "unreasonable little girlfriend" in your idle time.

But grinding ink doesn't need to keep grinding, Song Yan is still quite boring, and he is not used to sitting on his knees all the time, his legs will go numb after a while.But because of the clothing design of this dynasty, it is not suitable for sitting with legs stretched, otherwise you will be gone if you are not careful, and there is no stool or chair to sit on.

Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly found something to do, took a blank piece of paper from Qin Zhen's desk, picked up a slightly harder writing brush, and began to concentrate on his work.

Qin Zhen realized that Song Yan was out of ink when he picked up the pen and dipped the ink. Song Yan hadn't moved for a while, and when he turned his head, he saw that he was drawing talismans again, and he was quite focused.

Because Song Yan was by his side, Qin Zhen drove the servant who was in charge of grinding the ink away. Now, looking at Song Yan who worked harder than him, he could only pick up the ink stick to grind the ink by himself.

The servant standing below was startled when he saw this, and subconsciously wanted to come forward to polish Qin Zhen's ink.

Qin Zhen glanced at him, and the servant backed away in a daze.

After Song Yan finished a stroke, he didn't notice it, picked up the pen and continued to draw with his head down, dipped in ink.

Qin Zhen studied the ink, tilted his head and lowered his eyes to quietly look at Song Yan's drawing, guessing what he was drawing again, and then looked away when he finished studying the ink, picked up the pen and continued to read the memorial, and when the ink was exhausted, he put down the pen to grind again, and so on. .

Song Yan, on the other hand, focused on drawing with his head down all the time. He didn't realize for a while whether the ink was enough or not. When the brush ran out of water, he dipped it.

The two people who changed their identities inexplicably saw the whole room widen their eyes in surprise and envy.

In the hall, Qin Zhen was guarding him, and no one dared to make a sound, let alone whisper.Once out of the main hall, each of them could no longer control their gossip fire.

"Your Majesty really dotes on Eunuch Song! Not to mention letting Eunuch Song share the Dragon Case with him, he even grinds it for Eunuch Song himself!"

"Well, who's to say it's not? Look at the doting eyes that the king looked at Eunuch Song when he was grinding! I really feel that in the eyes of the king, what Eunuch Song does is more important than military affairs."

"Ahhhh! I'm so excited just looking at it, I'm so envious! But the eunuch Song is also amazing, he can make so many delicious and delicious things to make the king happy to eat, I'm sure I can't do it! "

"I can't do it either, and Eunuch Song is so pretty, even a girl likes me, let alone the king!"

"That's right, hey, isn't it? Is there something wrong with that?"

"Huh? Is there any?"

The two little maids who went out to have lunch chattered and walked past full of doubts.

In the past few days, Li Sheng has come to Chengtian Palace to inquire about Song Yan's news after waiting for his family to reply to him. A few days ago, he heard that Qin Zhen would visit Song Yan every day. When Qin Zhen actually asked Song Yan to go to the dragon case, and helped Song Yan grind it himself, his fingernails were pressed against the palace wall and chopped, and there was a heart-wrenching pain.He gasped in pain, reassuring himself in his heart again and again. Song Yan would not be good for a few days, and just now he could barely hold back his jealous heart that was about to go crazy, and turned back.

"Hey, Li Sheng, I was looking for you. Your family sent you a letter."

Li Sheng took the meal and went back to his residence just in time when the eunuch in charge of the purchase came to him. Hearing this, he was overjoyed and strode over. He didn't even care about the meal. He read the letter, but after reading the contents of the letter, his face suddenly became ugly.

Seeing his strange expression, the little eunuch in charge of purchasing couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, Li Sheng? What happened to your family?"

Li Sheng came back to his senses, shook his head at his ugly face, pondered for a moment, then grabbed the little eunuch in charge of procurement and said, "Wait for me, and send a letter home for me."

Delivering letters for others makes money, and the little eunuch in charge of purchasing nodded happily: "Yes, you can write it if you have nothing to do, and I promise to deliver it to you."

A sinister look flashed across Li Sheng's eyes, and he turned back to the room. Seeing that no one else was there, he hurriedly took out the pen and ink he had bought earlier, bowed his head and wrote down his instructions, folded them up, sealed them, and handed them to him. The little eunuch in charge of procurement.Naturally, he had to reluctantly give him a penny, but as long as he thought that after this matter was completed, there might be countless prosperity and wealth waiting for him, Li Sheng immediately felt relieved.

Song Yan drew a lot of things, such as more comfortable tables, chairs, benches, beds, wardrobes, and a mighty and domineering dragon chair for Qin Zhen. Later, for his own safety, he also drew clothes and underwear. Proficient and often destroying works, it took two days to finish the painting after a toss.

After he finished drawing, he stretched a lot. Just as he was about to stand up and look for Zi Yang Zhong to find someone to help him make it, he suddenly saw a little eunuch running in from outside and whispered something in Yang Zhong's ear.

Yang Zhong pondered for a while, then turned his head and frowned at him, then turned and walked out.

Song Yan looked confused:? ? ?

What to see him do?Could it be related to him?

When Yang Zhong came out of the main hall, the clever little eunuch trotted out to the gate of Chengtian Palace to let Li Sheng go, and brought him to Yang Zhong.

Li Sheng bowed his head and saluted Yang Zhong.

But Yang Zhong looked at him impatiently: "You said you want to tell me something very important about Eunuch Song? What is it?"

It’s not bad for a person to be smart and motivated, but it’s annoying to go to a place that obviously doesn’t require you to be smart and motivated. Therefore, when Yang Zhong heard that Li Sheng, the little eunuch, was coming again, his first thought was bored. If it wasn't about Song Yan, he wouldn't have come out to meet Li Sheng in person.

Hearing this, Li Sheng subconsciously looked left and right, then leaned in front of Yang Zhong, and said excitedly to Yang Zhong: "Director Yang, Song Yan is not a young eunuch who just entered the palace at all, he is the empress dowager's male favourite!"