little son-in-law

Zhang Jingmu stood outside the door in a daze, the movement inside was too loud, and it was difficult for him not to hear it. It belonged to the conquest and resistance of two men, accompanied by bloody, intense physical intercourse and high-heat panting.

Que Jiuzhan's upper body lay on the soft couch in the bathroom, and his lower body fell into Que Lingjian's hands. He was so numb that he almost didn't feel it. He felt that he was going to die, in the most humiliating way for a man.

Que Lingjian withdrew, and Que Jiuzhan was finally able to catch his breath.

"It's not over yet, Emperor...Uncle..." Que Lingjian's voice of the emperor's uncle was full of ridicule, and as soon as the words fell, he grabbed Que Jiuzhan's waist and lifted it up, standing forward, penetrating his roots. No entry, one insertion to the end.

The not long empty body was refilled by the hot and hard objects that had tortured him most of the night, Que Jiuzhan couldn't speak, contracted his body, and let out a low-pitched sob.

"Relax..." The man's low growl and the sound of buttocks hitting came out at the same time, and the body of the maid serving outside the ground was followed by waves of heat.

This kind of movement lasted for a long time. When Que Lingjian came out with Que Jiuzhan in his arms, it was already in the middle of the night. After the middle of the moon, the busy palace during the day was completely quiet. Wearing a robe, two slender and well-proportioned legs are exposed from under the hem of the clothes. Where the light shines, you can see clear and obvious red marks. Wherever they passed, the guards all lowered their heads, even if they didn't hear any movement just now. The people in the harem also understood what was going on, the emperor and the new servant hung out in the bath until midnight, and there was no news in the harem faster than this.

Que Jiuzhan's body was already [-]% to [-]% healed, but after all these tossings, his illness worsened and he had to stay in bed to recuperate again.

"Young master, hold on, it will be fine soon." That night Que Jiuzhan's knees were worn out on the floor, and then became red and swollen. Que Lingjian didn't sleep day and night in bed. Zhang Jing took off the old cotton cloth and put it on Put a layer of jade crystal ointment on the wound that is no longer bleeding, and then wrap it in a new cotton cloth. Where Que Jiuzhan can't see it, the corners of his eyes are slightly red. Although he is a bit slippery, he has been with Que Jiuzhan for many years, and he really has a master-servant relationship Right now, seeing the former supreme and noble master being bullied up to this point, my heart is really sad and unspeakable.

The tingling pain from his knee made Que Jiuzhan frowned slightly. The disguise was seen through, and Que Lingjian lost the previous tolerance and patience towards him. It is estimated that similar things will be commonplace in the future, although he still does not know how to provoke Que Lingjian. He would rather die than suffer such humiliation, but he couldn't let go of Anyang. Speaking of Anyang, he didn't understand how the information he sent to Anyang got into Que Lingjian's hands.Now that the defense of Cheng'an Temple is airtight, he can't get in touch with the person who delivered the news, so he has no way of knowing the truth, and he doubts whether those people are still alive. With Que Lingjian as a person, it is his consistent policy to cut grass and root out the troubles forever How to do it, this palace, this world, are all his now, there is nothing he can't do.

Snow is very common in Xiping Mansion in winter. It has been snowing for four consecutive days, and it doesn't look like it will be sunny yet.The effect of Bijing Ointment is amazing. Not to mention the small wound on the knee, even the deep scar on the neck of Que Jiuzhan has only a shallow mark, which is similar to the color of the skin. , Que Jiuzhan's voice is also improving, and speaking is no longer a problem, but he has been lacking in energy, he is sick, and his body is also good and bad.Li He came to Cheng'an Hall to ask for pulse every day, and he kept his will in his sleeve hidden in his sleeve, fearing that one day someone would come in and not go out.

Que Jiuzhan gasped silently, and as Que Lingjian withdrew, his naked body fell limply on the messy bed.

"I'm leaving the palace today, do you have anything you want? I'll bring it back for you." Que Lingjian kissed his sweaty cheek.

"I don't want anything, you are busy with your work. I want to sleep for a while."

Since that night, such things have been staged in Cheng'an Palace from time to time, regardless of the time or occasion, as long as Que Lingjian wants, Que Jiuzhan can only cooperate. He wants to escape, but there is no help. Excuse me, where can he escape based on his current status? Everyone in the palace knows that he is the emperor's most beloved servant, who monopolizes the emperor's favor and makes the emperor disappear from the harem. Sleep, even if sometimes it's just pure sleep under a quilt.

"I will probably return to the palace tomorrow afternoon."

"kindness."

Que Lingjian patted his stomach, then got out of bed, and asked the palace staff to serve and dress him.

Que Jiuzhan sometimes felt that Que Lingjian might have gone crazy, otherwise, how could he expect a man to bear him a child, although he did conceive a child for that man, from Zhang Jing, he already knew that the person at the farewell dinner for the prince was Que Lingjian also knew the fact that he had miscarried a child. After living for more than 30 years, he knew for the first time that he was actually a member of the Yueyi clan. His humiliation was enough to make him want this person's life.

"Master, here comes the medicine." After Que Lingjian left, the door was pushed open again, and Zhang Jing came in with two bowls of hot medicine.

Que Jiuzhan tore off the quilt casually and wiped off the sticky whiteness between his legs, sat up without any hesitation, and looked up at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing nodded slightly, and handed over one of the bowls.

Que Jiuzhan took the medicine bowl, blew it a little, and drank it all in one gulp. He didn't care about it before, but now that he knows that he is a member of the Yueyi clan who can conceive a man, Que Lingjian stubbornly keeps those things in his body every time. He had to do some protective work. He couldn't find the contraceptive medicinal soup for men of the Lunar Survivors for the time being, but now he is drinking it for ordinary women. With the prescription, it is not difficult to find the people from the Palace Herbal Medicine Bureau to help gather it together. Zhang Jing has a fellow villager who works there. As long as he has money, it is not difficult for him to take some privately every time he goes out of the palace. Now I hope that these medicines will work. Since he and Que Lingjian have been together for more than five months, his stomach is fine. In terms of special reactions, it may still be effective.

Que Jiuzhan secretly laughed at Que Lingjian for wasting his time. If he has all the energy on him, he might as well pamper the women in his harem. With these five or six months, those women can conceive several children for him.

After tossing all morning, his back was sore and sore, but Que Jiuzhan still decided to go out for a walk. The smell of lust in the room hadn't dissipated yet, so he really didn't have the mood to lie back on that bed.

"Young Master, is this bowl of medicine for Imperial Physician Li?"

"Pour it out. I'm fine. I don't want to drink. You can ask someone to clean up the bed. I'll go for a walk in the garden."

"It has just snowed outside, it's cold, young master, please put on this fox fur cloak."

This white fox fur was made by Que Jiuzhan from the fox fur he brought during his previous autumn hunting. He has always liked it, but he didn't expect to keep it now. He nodded and Zhang Jing helped him put it on.

The people in Cheng'an Palace have been changed, but the scenery remains the same. Que Jiuzhan has lived here for three years as the owner, and he is quite familiar with the plants and trees here. He remembers that there is a warm pavilion by the lake, built On the top of the rock, the view from a distance is very good, so he decided to sit there.Everyone in Cheng'an Palace knew that he was the Emperor's favorite favorite, and no one dared to stop him as he walked around.

Que Jiuzhan was accompanied by quite a few people serving him. As soon as he boarded the warming pavilion and sat down, the stove, incense and refreshments were quickly placed on the table.

Just like what Zhang Jing said, the snow didn't stop for a long time, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere. The Feng'an Palace, which was burned to ashes by the fire, has been almost rebuilt in the past two years, and the Qingyi Palace, where Anyang lives, still needs to be inside. I can't see from here that there is no news of Anyang for more than half a year, and I don't know how she is doing. Que Lingjian promised that as long as she obeys, he will not treat Anyang badly, but Anyang is already a 20-year-old girl. Died of old age in this deep palace.

When thinking of Anyang, one can't help but think of Chunyu Ji, then Chunyu Ran, and those who are still alive in Chunyu's family. He has already died once, so there is nothing to be afraid of. He will never forget these people.Que Jiuzhan hooked the corners of his lips, and the viciousness flashed in his eyes at this moment without concealing it.

While Que Jiuzhan was in ecstasy, two distinguished guests came to Cheng'an Palace, one was the imperial concubine Zhao Ningqiu, and the other was the new nobleman in the palace, Lady Li, who had been pregnant for more than six months. The good news that the second concubine was pregnant was like being cursed, and within three months they all had miscarriages. For this reason, there were rumors that it was the former Empress Xiahou who died and turned into a ghost to disturb the harem. , in a vain attempt to make Que Lingjian extinct, as revenge for his usurping the throne.This Ligui was the only exception in the past two years, she was diagnosed and treated by the imperial physician when the fetus was more than five months old and she was reported to the emperor.

Que Lingjian also considered this child very important, and rewarded Ligui with a lot of things to help her conceive. The imperial physician also took turns guarding her. Many people in the palace privately spread the word that the emperor had promised Ligui. bit.

But it has nothing to do with him, this is the woman in Que Lingjian's harem and not his, Que Jiuzhan listened to the maid's message, "I won't go." His voice was very firm, there was no room for negotiation.

The maid looked distressed, "Ninth Young Master, according to the palace rules, the imperial concubine's summons must be obeyed." She wondered if she was too tactful when she said "the imperial concubine has an invitation" just now, so that the master didn't even hear it. The fact that the imperial concubine is now in the warm pavilion, waiting for him to visit.

Que Jiuzhan didn't make it difficult for a palace servant who sent the message, "Then you go and tell the imperial concubine that I am not feeling well and it is inconvenient to see you today. Please come back another day." He has become powerful, it seems that the incident between him and Que Lingjian in the past six months has made this noble concubine very angry.He doesn't plan to cooperate with the imperial concubine to play a scene of fighting for favor in the harem, especially since there is a pregnant woman beside him. He is not afraid of causing trouble. asshole.

As soon as Que Jiuzhan said this, many people gasped. You must know that in Xiling, even if the servant is favored again, due to the law of the ancestors, he can only be a noble concubine of the third rank, and Concubine Zhao is now the official concubine. The concubine of the second rank is temporarily in charge of the entire harem on behalf of the queen. One day she will give birth to a male and a half female, who will be the rightful candidate for the queen. Who in the harem does not look at her face, let alone this emperor's favorite is a favorite, but there is no one. I have been given any title, but I don't know how different it is from the rank of the imperial concubine. If I want to change to someone else, the imperial concubine will be called, but anyone who has a wink must quickly clean up and dress up, and I am afraid that I will appear insincere if I go too late. , How can I still put on airs here like this one.

People in Cheng'an Palace dared to think but dared not speak out, but there were some people who couldn't see it for a long time. It was the person who came here with the palace maid who passed the message just now. Her name was Yuhui. She was Zhao Ningqiu's personal female officer. She was very talkative in front of her. Usually, the ladies in the palaces would be very polite when they saw it. She was not used to Que Jiuzhan's arrogance and neglect, and her face immediately became displeased. It's such a grand occasion, the imperial concubine won't go there even if she invites her, so why don't you ask her to come and treat you and serve you tea? The Ninth Young Master is now being cared by the emperor, so naturally anyone can ignore it, but no one can guarantee that he will be rewarded. I will spoil you for the rest of my life, so it is better to leave a way out for yourself when doing things..."

Que Jiuzhan didn't wait for her to finish, stretched his waist lazily, hooked his fingers, "Come here, please... why don't you wake up in the lake."