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

Everyone in the room watched Song Yan suddenly kneel down to the sky to pray for blessings. He just wanted to express his concern for the king, but when he thought about why he was so worried about the king, his face became indifferent. Everyone should worry about the king.

Song Yan knelt in front of the window for a while and looked at the sky where the sun was shining brightly and there was no sign of thunder. He sniffled and stood up from the ground. Forget it, relying on the sky is worse than relying on yourself.

Yang Zhong looked at the comatose Qin Zhen, who seemed to have aged ten years overnight, and said anxiously to the imperial physicians with red eyes, "Hurry up and think of a way?"

A group of imperial physicians peeked at each other, and it is said that the less often a person gets sick, the more serious the disease will be. This is the case for Qin Zhen, who has not been sick for many years. This disease, the hidden dangers of several years broke out together, and the disease is coming. It was so turbulent that they fell into a deep coma in just one night, and they couldn't even drink the soup. Even if they had a way to cure it, they couldn't cure it if they couldn't drink the medicine?

Doctor Li, as a representative, talked about their difficulties.

Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but interjected, "Can't you pry open his mouth and forcefully pour him in?"

Hearing this, the people present immediately looked at him strangely.

Song Yan looked puzzled, so, what do you mean?Could it be that it's the time when human life is at stake, and they still have to take into account the etiquette of the monarch and his subjects, so they dare not be tough on Qin Zhen?

Of course, things were not as simple as Song Yan thought.

Hong Chang, who had already recovered, was also among the crowd. She was grateful for Song Yan's life-saving grace in her heart, changed her previous contemptuous attitude, and went forward to explain the reason in a low voice to Song Yan.

Qin Zhen had been assassinated when he was granted favor in the early years. At that time, his mother and concubine had only him to rely on, fearing that something would happen to him. Since then, he not only strengthened his protection, but also found someone to teach him martial arts, and even for training His vigilance, every night in the middle of the night deliberately put something in to attack the sleeping little Qin Zhen, sometimes it was a cat, sometimes it was a dog.

Little Qin Zhen must find them immediately and kill them before they get close, but if he fails to find them, or if he is merciful and reluctant to kill those kittens and puppies, the one waiting for little Qin Zhen the next day must be The queen mother's beating and the kittens and puppies that will be beaten to a bloody pulp in front of him.

Under this kind of training, Qin Zhen developed the vigilant habit of stretching out his hand and strangling him to death as soon as something approached him in his deep sleep over time. There was once a little court lady who was obsessed with trying to crawl over him when he was injured and unconscious. bed, and was strangled before touching him.

Song Yan was taken aback after listening to Hongshang's report. The original book was written after Qin Zhen ascended the throne at the age of 14. Although there were occasional mentions of the torture and abuse Qin Zhen suffered when he was young, most of them were just understatements.Therefore, although Song Yan knew that Qin Zhen's mother was abnormal, he didn't expect it to be so abnormal.

You must know that the tyrant when he was young was very fond of soft and cute little animals like kittens and puppies. The first time he became black was because a little civet cat he adopted was brutally thrown to death by his half-brother. of.As a result, his mother used this cruel and bloody way to educate him?Moreover, little Qin Zhen seemed to be only six or seven years old when he first received the Holy Grace, how much fear and pain was in his heart for such a young child?Not being tortured madly is really a tough heart, no wonder Qin Zhen's heart is so violent and bloodthirsty when he grows up.Is this kind of mother really doing good for her children?

Song Yan's mood was very complicated for a while, but after hearing the words, he understood why these people didn't dare to pry Qin Zhen's mouth open to give him medicine, because with the lesson learned by the little palace lady, Qin Zhen, who was in a severe coma, might still recover. It will trigger the condition of touching and dying, and the people who go up to pour the medicine will probably die in the end.

What's more, even if by chance Qin Zhen didn't trigger the conditions for his death, and successfully administered medicine to save him, with Qin Zhen's moody, violent and vicious temperament, the person who risked his life to save him might not have much honor Beloved, no one is willing to sacrifice their lives for Qin Zhen under such circumstances.

After Yang Zhong hesitated for a while, he took a deep breath and said, "I'll come and fetch the medicine."

Song Yan knew that his hesitation was not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that no one would be able to take care of Qin Zhen after he died.

Yang Zhong was the only one who never betrayed Qin Zhen from the beginning to the end and guarded Qin Zhen wholeheartedly among the known plots in this book that Song Yan had read. Unfortunately, he still died. He died in order to block the sword for Qin Zhen. Promoted Qin Zhen's further blackening.

"I'll still come."

Song Yan took the medicine bowl one step ahead of Yang Zhong, smiled at Yang Zhong and said, "You still have to take care of the king, there is no chance, anyway, if the king has something good or bad, I can't live, So let me do it."

Song Yan was telling the truth, so Yang Zhong didn't say anything, but said lovingly in his aged and hoarse voice with red eyes: "You are a good boy and you will be rewarded."

Song Yanxin said that's not necessarily the case, I was a good boy in my previous life, so I still died so miserably, and then walked to the side of the dragon couch with a medicine bowl in hand.

Now Song Yan understood why those imperial physicians didn't check Qin Zhen's pulse when they came this time, and they didn't even dare to get too close to the bedside, they only dared to watch and ask from afar, It's a group of cowards who are afraid of death.

In fact, he was the same, so he went to the bedside and looked at the sleeping Qin Zhen for a long time before he prepared his mind, bent his knees and carefully sat sideways on the bed, keeping his eyes on Qin Zhen's movements all the time.

Very good, the eyes did not open, the hands did not move, and the first step was successful in sitting on the bed.

In the second step, put the bowl on a small table on the side. There is no risk factor in this step.

The third step is to lift Qin Zhen's unconscious head and find something to put on the back of his head so that he can drink medicine. This risk factor is directly sss level!

Song Yan took a deep breath and swallowed, before carefully reaching out to touch Qin Zhen's head.

The others gathered around the bed and stared at him nervously. As Song Yan's hand approached Qin Zhen's head little by little, they held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.

The total distance was less than half a meter, no matter how careful Song Yan was, it took only a moment for his hand to reach Qin Zhen's ear, and he was about to touch Qin Zhen's ear!

At this moment, Qin Zhen's eyelashes trembled as he lay unconscious on the bed.

Everyone was shocked and shouted: "Be careful!"

Song Yan naturally noticed it immediately, and subconsciously retracted his hand, but he still couldn't make it in time. What was faster than his retraction was the speed of Qin Zhen's hand. He didn't even see when Qin Zhen made a move. When he raised his hand, the long and slender hand had already grabbed his neck.

Everyone's face turned pale when they saw this, and their thoughts were over. They could already foresee the scene where Song Yan's slender and fair neck would be pinched off in the next second, and they all closed their eyes unable to bear to look directly.

Song Yan thought the same way when he was pinched, but he didn't close his eyes, it wasn't that he didn't want to close them, but he rolled his eyes because he was pinched, and he couldn't close his eyes even if he wanted to.

Facts have proved that the unconscious Qin Zhen is more vicious than when he was drunk or sober. Once he made a move, he didn't even have a chance to close his eyes and call for help. He just squeezed out a short "uh" from his throat, and he was about to die.

After a while, Song Yan felt that he was still alive, and there was no pain that should have come from his neck. Instead, the original suffocation slowly disappeared, and a large amount of air passed into his nose and mouth.

"Cough cough cough~~~"

Song Yan recovered his breath and subconsciously covered his neck for a while and coughed violently. Only then did he realize that the big hand pinching his neck was gone, and then he lowered his head and found it on his waist. The movement of pinching the sides of his waist.

Song Yan:? ? ?

The others opened their eyes suddenly when they heard Song Yan's cough, didn't they?Not strangled?How is this possible?

Everyone looked at Song Yan, who was indeed not dead, and couldn't believe their eyes. It took a while to realize their king's weird movements, and they were stunned again, huh?Your majesty is not choking his neck now?Time to pinch your waist?The kind that breaks the waist?

At this moment, Song Yan has already realized why he escaped. He couldn't help blushing and peeked somewhere where someone was covered with a quilt. He didn't see any suspicious signs at a glance, so he was relieved. Then after thinking for a while, he whispered to the unconscious Qin Zhen: "Your Majesty, I will hold your head and give you medicine."

Then he stretched out his hand to touch Qin Zhen's head, this time it really went much smoother, successfully touched the head, Qin Zhen only moved his eyelashes, and the big hand pinching his waist was a little stronger.

Song Yan raised his head vigorously and put another cushion on the pillow below for him, raised his head and fixed it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

ok, the third step is completed.

Seeing this, the others widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at Song Yan as if they were looking at a monster. Well, how much blessing must this person have accumulated in his previous life to be able to pluck a tiger's hair and still be safe life?

The fourth step is to feed the medicine.

Song Yan picked up the medicine bowl, and greeted Qin Zhen first as usual: "Your Majesty, you opened your mouth to drink the medicine."

The others surrounded Qin Zhen's mouth with wide eyes, waiting for a miracle to happen.

But this time there was no miracle, Qin Zhen didn't open his mouth, even the two big hands pinching Song Yan's waist fell off.

Song Yan knew in his heart that he had completely passed out again, and it would be impossible for him to open his mouth, so he had to do it himself.For the sake of convenience, he put down the bowl first, then took off his shoes, crossed his legs and sat on Qin Zhen's body weakly, and then stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Zhen's mouth.

Song Yan was mentally prepared to be choked again, before touching Qin Zhen's mouth, he yelled "Ah~ Your Majesty~" with emotion, but the expected choke didn't happen, Qin Zhen didn't even move a finger.

Song Yan was taken aback: Huh?what's going on?Mistake?

But no matter what, the goal was achieved. Song Yan successfully pinched the dragon's mouth, and was about to pour the medicine, but turned his head to meet the faces with strange expressions, and the eyes of these faces seemed to be staring at him. .......under the ass...

Subconsciously, Song Yan lowered his head to look, looked at where he was sitting in a daze before reacting, then Wu blushed with a handsome face, raised his head and explained anxiously to the crowd: "No, no, things are not what you imagined. That way, if you don’t believe me, stand up and watch.”

As Song Yan said, he was about to let go of Qin Zhen's mouth and stood up, but the crowd dispersed immediately when they heard the words, and shouted: "No, no, this is not a bad thing, it is a good thing, it proves that the king has something to say." Response, give me the medicine quickly, me, let's go out and wait, go out and wait."

Talking about a group of people scrambling to run out, as if they were afraid that if they ran too late, they would see something they shouldn't see, and they would be silenced.

Song Yan blushed anxiously: "No! Really not! Don't run away!"

It was impossible to listen to his explanation, even Yang Zhong who went out at the end thoughtfully closed the door for him.

Song Yan: ...

He felt that after today, he probably wouldn't be able to clean up QAQ even if he jumped into the Yellow River.However, he seems to have no idea (▽｀).

Thinking of this, Song Yan immediately lost the desire to explain, picked up the bowl, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and fiercely poured medicine on the culprit who ruined his reputation.As a result, although the guy's lips were pinched open by him, his teeth were still clenched tightly, and all the medicine poured into his neck...

Song Yan stared at him angrily, this tyrant is really hard to take care of, he can't even take the medicine handed to his mouth, so what's the use of him?It can be remade after dying of illness!