I love the harem with my sweet mouth

Yanxia Pavilion.

The light gauze curtains are raised with the breeze, and the wind passes through the Taiye Pond, and when it blows into the pavilion, it brings a slight coolness.

There are many lotus leaves in the pool, and pink and white lotus flowers stand in a pavilion. Occasionally, birds slide past the water surface, causing ripples, and colorful koi swim under the lotus leaves.

The string and bamboo are pleasing to the ear, and the laughter continues.

Princess Chaoyun put her hips on her hips and asked Han Qingyang for credit.

"Sister-in-law, I said you can leave the banquet to me, so don't worry. Let's see how I am doing today?"

Han Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good. Let your emperor brother reward you later."

Princess Chaoyun is no more recent than Han Qingyang, but she grew up attending banquets, and greeted her very familiarly, as if she could handle things with ease.

Right now Zhou Yanzong has no harem, only Han Qingyang.

Although the family members were not very clear about Han Qingyang's purpose in bringing them here, they had heard rumors about Han Qingyang from their respective men, saying how he seduces the Lord, how he is a rooster and so on.

But today, after looking at the real master, he realized that Han Qingyang is not only beautiful, but also has a gentle temper, without airs at all.

"Brother, brother, little brother..."

There was a little boy about three or four years old who pointed at Han Qingyang's stomach with his fleshy fingers, and shouted in a childish voice.

This child is the only son of King Shenjun and Princess Shenjun. The two have been married for many years and only gave birth to a son a few years ago.

The little guy is very cute with a tiger head and a tiger brain, and he is not afraid of strangers at all, he only looks at Han Qingyang with round eyes.

Seeing this, Princess Shenjun hurriedly covered the child's mouth, raised her hand and hit the child a few times.

"Let you talk nonsense."

The little man was wronged, he just kept his mouth shut, and didn't dare to cry out, as if he was wronged.

Han Qingyang hugged him into his arms, wiped away his tears, and coaxed softly, "Don't you only like little brothers and not little sisters?"

Seeing that Han Qingyang was good-looking, the little man shyly slid into his arms and replied after a while.

"like it all."

Princess Shenjun and King Shenjun have the same temperament, both are honest and cautious people, so they hurriedly took the child over.

"The child is still young, so it is inevitable that he has become a little naughty. Please forgive me."

Han Qingyang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Children are only cute when they are lively. If they are all mature, then it will not be fun."

Princess Shenjun didn't know what Han Qingyang meant, so she just smiled awkwardly.

After the banquet is over.

Princess Shenjun took the child back home quickly, and closed all the windows in the house, then pulled Prince Shenjun and asked in a low voice: "My lord, what do you mean by this Concubine Rou?"

King Shenjun pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized.

"Oh... oh..." He paced in the hall, his thighs were almost swollen, and after Princess Shenjun got angry, he supported his forehead and said: "Brother Huang and this The concubine and concubine Rou are all men, so they are naturally infertile, and now they have suddenly invited all the family members of Beijing Zhonggou into the palace, and specially asked you to bring your children, presumably because you want to choose one of these children The two clever ones, after the adoption, will be able to inherit the great line."

Princess Shenjun's feet went limp, she collapsed on the ground and began to howl.

King Shenjun hurriedly covered her mouth, looked around again, with a look of vigilance.

"This is a good thing. Why are you crying here? It was heard carefully, and it reached the ears of the emperor..."

Princess Shenjun stopped her voice in shock.

He only hugged his eldest son and sobbed softly.

Just when Prince Shen and his wife were terrified and restless, the palace was peaceful.

The banquet was really exhausting. After tossing and tossing for a long time, Han Qingyang lay down on the bed as soon as he returned to Yuxiu Palace.

"Duofu, rub my waist quickly, I don't know what's going on today, my waist is sore and swollen."

Duofu knew that Han Qingyang was pregnant, and his heart was filled with fifteen buckets of water - ups and downs.In addition to being happy, it is inevitable to be a little worried.

He gently rubbed Han Qingyang's waist.

"Master, Miss Bai has already said that you should take a good rest now, why bother to organize a banquet."

There was endless tenderness in Han Qingyang's eyes.

"I just want to see how other people raise their children."

Ever since Bai Sisi told him that he already had Zhou Yanzong's child in his womb, he was very anxious, afraid of pain and death, finally Zhou Yanzong's blood curse was not hindered, and he still wanted to grow old with Zhou Yanzong Besides, he didn't want Zhou Yanzong to experience the pain he suffered when Zhou Yanzong was dying.

He was also afraid that he would not be able to be a qualified father.

Duozi put the picked lotus in the porcelain vat, and said with a smile: "Then what did the master see today?"

Han Qingyang was in high spirits.

"The child is so cute. The little face is fleshy and comfortable to pinch. The child's eyes are also beautiful, translucent and clear, as clean as the sky after a rainstorm, and..."

Duofu pushed him back again.

"Master, I can see from your posture that you are definitely planning to give birth to a child. It's just that you will not be able to hide this matter sooner or later. Have you thought about how to tell His Majesty?"

Han Qingyang has a plan in mind.

"Do not worry."

Things in this world are extremely difficult, and the only thing he is sure of is dealing with Zhou Yanzong.

Duofu laughed, he didn't feel at ease, it's just that some people have nothing to fear just because they are loved.

As soon as Zhou Yanzong's health recovered, Han Qingyang handed over all the political affairs. While talking now, he remembered that he hadn't seen Prince Rui these days when he was regent, so he asked subconsciously.

"What is Prince Rui busy with these days?"

Duozi took over the conversation.

"I heard from Qi Meng that His Majesty sent him some errand, and he went on a long trip."

Han Qingyang and Duofu looked at each other and both laughed.

Only then did Duozi realize that what he just said was inappropriate, so he found an excuse and ran out.

Han Qingyang was very relieved, and looked at Duofu again.

"Although Qi Meng has a bit of a temper, he has a good nature. If you think about it, many children will not suffer if you follow him. But you..."

Duofu blushed and said: "Master, what nonsense are you talking about? People like us are not worthy of being liked. I just want to serve the master for the rest of my life. That is the blessing of this slave."

Han Qingyang wanted to ask more questions, but Zhou Yanzong, who had already finished his government work and hurried over, walked in with his hands behind his back. With a cold face, he waved his hand to signal Duofu to go out first, when there were only two people left in the room.

Zhou Yanzong kissed his plump lips as punishment.

"What do you miss Gu's little brother so much?"

Han Qingyang glared at him, and slid her soft hands against his legs.

"Don't His Majesty like me thinking about it?"

Zhou Yanzong's back tensed instantly, a pair of pupils burst into flames, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse.

"Bold..."

Han Qingyang took the initiative to hook his neck, and pressed his lips to it.

"Only half an hour."

Zhou Yanzong's enthusiasm and madness almost overwhelmed Han Qingyang, he was like a boat in the waves, going up and down with the waves.

"Daddy..."

Han Qingyang's eyes were half closed, and there was a misty glint in his eyes. He deliberately imitated the voice of a child, and when he shouted, he sounded like a baby.

There were large beads of sweat on Zhou Yanzong's forehead, he stopped and looked at the person below him.

Han Qingyang called him in a variety of ways, or called him by name, or called him husband, or called him Brother Nine, but this was the first time he was called "Daddy".

he asked breathlessly.

"What did you call me?"

Han Qingyang called out again.

"Daddy..."

......

The night was getting darker, and the watery moonlight shone into the house.

Han Qingyang lay in Zhou Yanzong's arms, playing with his fingers, "Zhou Yanzong, if, I mean if, I can conceive and have a child. I really want to have a child of our own."

Zhou Yanzong only thought that the courtiers were bothering Han Qingyang again with the matter of his heirs, and his tone was a little angry.

"What is Fei doing? There are too many people with the surname Zhou in the world. When tomorrow is free, I will go to the clan to adopt two. If there are courtiers to talk about their children in the future, I will not be able to forgive them." .”

Han Qingyang half supported himself.

"I didn't mean that. What I said was true. If possible, I would give birth to you." He lay back again, his eyes looked yearning, and he murmured: "The child's nose is like yours, and his mouth is also like yours. you......"

Zhou Yanzong was moved by his emotional appearance.

"The eyes are like yours, and Qingyang's eyes are beautiful."

Han Qingyang tilted his head and smiled sweetly at him, "You have to follow my temper, your temper is too boring and too fierce, it's really boring."

Zhou Yanzong hooked his lips.

"it is good."

Han Qingyang sat up again when he talked about Xingtou, the thin silk blanket that was originally covering his body slipped down to his waist, revealing his snow-like complexion.

"At that time, I will give him everything I can."

Zhou Yanzong's fingers slid across his back, and then hooked him into his arms.

He kissed him tenderly.

"How do you talk about the baby?"

Han Qingyang blinked, grabbed his big palm and placed it on his lower abdomen.

"Zhou Yanzong, can you feel it?"

The palm was pressed against his stomach, and the skin-to-skin contact was full of heat.

It was as if something had scratched his palm.

Zhou Yanzong sat up suddenly, sullen.

"Han Qingyang, what else are you hiding from me?"

When Han Qingyang was yelled at like this, his eyes immediately turned red, and before the tears fell, Zhou Yanzong hugged him into his arms and apologized urgently.

"Qingyang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you, I just..."

Han Qingyang rubbed against his neck, grabbed Zhou Yanzong's hand again and placed it on his stomach.

"Zhou Yanzong, I want to leave to him the love and affection that you and I have never had before."

He was afraid that Zhou Yanzong would not agree, so he quickly raised his fingers to swear.

"I promise that I will never put myself in danger, and I have already asked Bai Sisi, she said that as long as she takes good care of her, everything will be fine, really..."

There was hope in his eyes.

Zhou Yanzong was stunned for a long time before he said: "But..."

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were sealed.

After the kiss was over, before Zhou Yanzong could speak, he was pushed down again.

Han Qingyang rested his hands on his shoulders, and his long, disheveled hair swept across his strong chest, causing layers of small tremors.

"Jiulang, as long as you agree with me, I will listen to you in everything from now on, as long as you want, as long as you want, and whatever you want?"

How could Zhou Yanzong stand up to this, he only let out a "hmm" in his confusion.

At the end, I added another sentence, "If it is really a last resort, I want you, only you."

Han Qingyang took the initiative to kiss his lips.

"Okay, you are the head of the family, everyone listens to you."

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