i made the emperor pregnant

Excluding those who were not on duty, a total of 63 physicians from the imperial hospital came, including several imperial physicians who often saw the concubines in the harem, and the imperial physician Xia who was proficient in Gu poison in Shi Zhi's mouth. Wrong, 63rd place.

Even if someone could bribe an imperial physician, they would not have the ability to bribe so many people, not to mention that Sima Yan had completely improvised, and had specially changed the person to be seen when he came here.

Except for the imperial physician Xia Chunxia, ​​who was proficient in Gu poison, and the imperial physician Shi Zhishi at the beginning, the other imperial physicians were all driven back. On the way back to the imperial hospital, their expressions were still in a daze.

The first imperial physician who raised his head and took a peek at the emperor said, "Is it our mistake? The one behind the tent is not the weeping concubine."

There are not many concubines in the harem, even if the crying concubine is not favored, there is at least one Concubine Li in Cuixia Palace, and if there is a headache, you can still invite people from the Imperial Hospital.

"That's no nonsense. Two months ago, I had a toothache. I had a doctor for her, and she wasn't pregnant at all."

If the child is just ten days and a half months pregnant, they may not be able to grasp it accurately, but after one month, as long as the body is still healthy, the pulse will be obvious. Two months ago, the crying concubine was not pregnant. It is absolutely impossible to suddenly become four months pregnant.

"Such an important matter, why didn't you say it earlier!" The imperial physician who spoke was immediately squeezed out by his colleagues.

The imperial doctor who said that he had seen the crying concubine had a mournful face: "You didn't have a chance to tell me about that scene at that time."

Everyone talked to each other, and the atmosphere became heated. Everyone was beaming, as if celebrating the new year. He was mixed in, and he was driven to his head.Besides, how could he remember so much of what happened two months ago.

This makes some sense, and even if he said it, everyone would think of Concubine Li at most. If Concubine Li was pregnant, it would be a court scandal. To Yizheng, this is not an unspeakable secret, but who would have thought that, Who would have thought of today's body.

"Then...what's the matter with Ximai?" Someone asked weakly, and the chattering group of people immediately fell silent.

After a while, someone said: "Your Majesty asked Xia Chun to stay, probably because of some special Gu poison we haven't seen before."

This guess was like water falling into a frying pan, boiling up in an instant: "Gu poison can also make a man pregnant?"

"Shouldn't be that capable, it must be a fake pregnancy, fake pregnancy!"

"It must be that we have little knowledge and have never seen this kind of Gu!"

What is written in the book is so mysterious, but the Gu worms in reality don't have that kind of ability.If the weird Gu is so powerful, then as long as you master the mysterious Gu, it doesn't mean you can directly control the whole world.A doctor with some family background subconsciously wanted to refute. Looking at everyone's self-deceiving faces, he finally nodded in agreement: "That's right!"

That's right, it must be that they have little knowledge and have never seen such a weird Gu!

In Tai Hospital, all the doctors participating in the consultation decided to completely forget what they saw today, as if nothing had happened.

The two imperial physicians in Cuixia Palace were not as relaxed as they were.After Xia Chun took his pulse again and again, he said in an extremely firm tone: "Your Majesty is healthy and there is no sign of Gu poison. If there is such a magical Gu worm, it will definitely absorb a lot of vitality and make Your Majesty weak."

The emperor's complexion is like a peach blossom, and his skin is more radiant than half a year ago.Besides... Your Majesty lost Yuan Yang early, and his life should be much more nourishing than those imperial physicians.

As an imperial physician from Lingnan, Xia Chun is much calmer and calmer than Shi Zhi: "Although it is rare for a man to become pregnant in the world, it is not uncommon. When Weichen was young, he was practicing medicine outside, and he once encountered a pregnant man. The gestational sac has a one in ten thousand chance of conceiving an offspring with the same sex. It is just a matter of childbirth, which is extremely dangerous. Your Majesty is a body of gold, so you should be more cautious."

"Then the fetus might have gone?!" Hearing the danger, Feng Ji asked anxiously.

Seeing the emperor's glance, Feng Ji said: "The old slave is overbearing, but women's childbirth is extremely dangerous. If your Majesty makes any mistakes..."

Feng Ji wiped away his tears with his sleeve. In this huge imperial palace, apart from Sima Yan himself, he was the one who least wanted the emperor to have an accident.

Quan Huan Quan Huan, all his power depends on the trust and favor of the emperor, if the emperor is gone, he must also die.

But Sima Yan asked: "How sure is it that the child will be born safely?"

Xia Chundao: "If it is properly cared for, Your Majesty will remain in a happy mood, and I will have a [-]% chance of taking the fetus in August by caesarean section."

For a man to give birth, he can only adopt partial methods, and naturally he cannot wait until the fetus is born at full term.Although it is shocking to take a child by breaking the abdomen, that is what he did when he gave birth to the pregnant man.In the past few years, Xia Chun has done a lot of experiments on rabbits, calves, and other small animals, but he has never done anything to anyone except that person.

After all, women in the world choose experienced midwives to deliver babies, so how dare they let male doctors in.

Having said that, Xia Chun never thought that the emperor would be willing to let him have a knife on his stomach, after all, the emperor is suspicious.

Sima Yan asked: "If I take medicine, how much risk will I have?"

"The child is still young. If he takes the medicine, although it will damage the holy body, the chance of accidents is very small, half of them will happen."

After all, abortion hurts the body: "However, it is rare for a man to become pregnant, and I can't be sure about the measurement."

To give advice to the emperor, he dared not hide anything, at least he had to make it clear.

Shi Zhi, who was always by the side, immediately added: "Even if it is a small amount of abortion medicine, taking it will hurt the body. After four months, the fetus has already formed."

The first three months were fine, but in January, the child had no sense of existence, and could not even be regarded as a life in the true sense. The carefully prepared bowl of medicine would not have a big impact on the mother's body, no, the father's body.In the later stage, the older the child, the heavier the medicine needed and the more severe the impact.

"The medicine is too heavy, maybe you won't be able to give birth after drinking it." After saying this sentence, Shi Zhi slapped herself. With such a bad mouth, the emperor would want to have this child.

He looked distressed: "I don't know if it will affect His Majesty's ability to conceive other women, but if the child is extraordinarily strong, a fool may be born with a disability."

Bah, bah, bah, Shi Zhi got excited and gave herself a big mouth, bah, bah, bah!Listen to what bad words he said: "Your Majesty, you just said nothing just now! You are the emperor of the real dragon, and you will be safe and sound with the protection of the real dragon."

"I have been poisoned by an intractable poison." Sima Yan said after a long silence.

What does this mean, the Son of Heaven wants to kill the child with medicine?Shi Zhi was not blamed, and was slightly relieved.

"I'm going to prepare medicine for Your Majesty." It's not easy for every little life to be born. In fact, Shi Zhi doesn't really like to prepare medicine for abortion, but he also knows that no one in this world can let the emperor take risks, even The blood of the Son of Heaven.

Sima Yan added: "A Gu poison that can only be detoxified after six months. During this time, Aiqing Lao Xia stayed by my side to detoxify me."

Since the child is about to be born after eight months, but only four months, he closes his eyes and opens it, and it will pass casually. He is not afraid of death, but it is just a child, so there is nothing he dare not gamble on.Just like what Shi Zhi said, if Myrrh is successful, you still have to work hard to give birth to the child.

The emperor's eyebrows were unusually calm, as if someone else was pregnant, not him: "Shi Aiqing, give me a prescription for anti-pregnancy, no medicine, just food supplements."

The medicine is actually not very useful to him, because he was infected with fetal poison in his mother's womb. He has been soaking in medicinal baths since he was a child, and he is immune to most of the poisons on the market.As Xia Chun said, everyone's physique is different. For those delicate women, a bowl of medicine may kill them and the children in their stomachs, but what he needs is definitely not just A bowl of decoction can solve the trouble.

With a one in ten thousand chance, the child born with a man must be an exceptionally tenacious lucky one.There is no chance of nothing happening at all. For him, there is only the difference between doing something and not doing it.If he didn't do it, there was a [-]% chance that he would give birth to a healthy child, and if he did, there was a [-]% chance that he would give birth to a mentally retarded or deformed child.As long as you are a person who is good at arithmetic, you should know what is the right choice.

Shi Zhi was greatly shocked, and after a long while woke up like a dream: "Minister, I have to feel His Majesty's pulse again, so that we can prescribe the right medicine."

After another pulse diagnosis, he got the pen and ink, and his writing hands were still trembling slightly. He never expected that he would prescribe an anti-fetal drug for the emperor after practicing medicine for more than 30 years.If the emperor really had a child, if the child could really be born, he, Shi Zhi, would definitely become a famous doctor in history in the future!

The news that the emperor was poisoned by a strange poison quickly spread among the upper circles in Kyoto.As Sima Yan's most loyal running dog, Ling Yi naturally knew the version that the emperor was pregnant.

When he heard the emperor's secret, Ling Yi was so shocked that his jaw almost dislocated, he couldn't believe what he heard: "Song Xiaoqi is a woman?"

"Gu can tell whether he is a man or a woman." Sima Yan's eyes are gloomy that a woman can have that kind of thing, and she said, "I am the one who is pregnant."

Ling Yi didn't understand very much: "Your Majesty has a body of gold, it's too risky to have this child."

To him, an unborn child is definitely not as important as the emperor in front of him. Ling Yi is an iron-clad royalist, and he protects the emperor Sima Yan, not the first emperor, nor the unborn prince and princess. I don't want to influence the emperor's decision, just as a loyal subordinate.

"I decided to give birth, just to inform you." Sima Yan didn't have much to say to his subordinates, "What you have to do is to let me give birth to this child smoothly and without any risk."

"Yes, I understand." Although he didn't understand, obeying orders is something that Ling Yi has deep in his bones. He has no way and will never interfere with His Majesty's choice.

However, for such an important matter, the child's other father should also be present: "Does Song Xiaoqi know?"

"This is the reason why I want you to come. The interrogation commissioner's permission is false, so Xiaoqi will come back earlier for me."

He originally wanted to share this news with Xiao Qi immediately, but the other party was not around.And I don't know if it's because of the extra life in his belly, after knowing this situation, Sima Yan felt that the days without his lover by his side were especially difficult.Even for one day, he was unwilling to wait.

Now, immediately, immediately, he will meet another father of the child in his womb.

"This..." Ling Yi said, "Song Xiaoqi said that his father fell ill in Lingnan and wanted to go back to deal with it. I don't know if he is still in the capital."

Sima Yan looked at him blankly, but the latter immediately changed his words, "Even if he goes out, I will definitely chase him back! As for Song Xiaoqi's father, if he knew that he would have a grandchild in a few months , I will definitely recover happily, and I will arrange for the imperial physician to accompany me to ensure the safety of Mr. Song."

Song Xiaoqi is not a doctor, and he can't cure the disease even if he goes there, so it is more important to accompany His Majesty who has two lives on his back.

**

"It's three o'clock, the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the fire and candles."

In the middle of the night, Mr. Geng wandered through the empty streets and alleys, knocking the gongs and drums in his hands from time to time to remind the people to pay attention to fire prevention.

Especially now that summer is approaching and it is also the season of high fire incidence.The stores of all customers are closed, and Qilue Bookstore is no exception.

But a few majestic horses came galloping: "Woo..."

The leading man in black took the reins and stopped in front of the closed door of Qilue Bookstore, knocking on the door.

Many people live above these shops. The sound of horseshoes and knocking on the door is really too noisy. The children and the elderly in light sleep wake up, the sound of children crying, and the adults quietly open the windows. Yes, what's the fuss again?"

They saw the black uniforms, the silver tokens shining with a special color in the moonlight, the cold saber, and the giant python hissing and spitting out a snake letter.

The embroidered pattern of the poisonous snake is from the Criminal Division!The windows and door curtains were rolled up and rolled down again. If I knew it earlier, it was definitely not a simple person who could still gallop on the street at this point in time.

"Don't cry anymore, or those poisonous snakes will come out and eat you in one bite!" The adult frightened the disobedient and crying children.

The Qilue Bookstore was also knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door was a bookish old man with white beard and hair: "Several officials, what's the matter?"

"Where is Song Xiaoqi? There is an urgent matter in the palace, tell him to come out quickly and return to the department to report!"

"Excuse me, gentlemen, I don't know very well about my boss's affairs." The old man's expression froze for a moment, and he put down the curtain again.

After about half a quarter of an hour, after changing clothes again, Song Zi came out with Yi Ronghao: "Didn't I take a five-day leave, what happened?"

He was wearing casual clothes, and his clothes were a little loose. He looked sleepy, but when he saw someone coming, his eyes widened immediately: "Boss? Why are you here?"

This is such a big deal that Ling Yi needs to come to see him in person.

"It's not a suitable place to talk outside, you change your clothes first, and go to the department to talk."

He said: "Don't worry about your father's illness. I still have some face in the Tai Hospital. I will make arrangements for the old man's illness."

Song Zi waved his hand: "There is no need to be so troublesome, and there is no big problem, just accidentally hurt your leg, just rest at home for a while."

He doesn't need a cheap father who can be alive and kicking, so let him be seriously ill in bed after begging for half a year.Anyway, in a year or two, his left relative's father was also a person who faked his death and fled to the north.When I was writing essays when I was a child, some people often repeatedly fabricated false stories about their parents' suffering.

The fake father did sit-ups and was resurrected directly. Now he only injured his leg. Song Zi felt that he was already a dutiful son.

He hurriedly changed his clothes, and left with Ling Yi. The two of them drove side by side, and drove into the more spacious and deserted Miyagi.

"What the hell happened?"

"Your Majesty has been poisoned by a very strange poison. Now the palace needs martial law and investigations. The interrogation department is not manned enough."

Ling Yi bit the bullet and lied. He kept his face expressionless to ensure that Song Zi would not see any clues. This was an order from His Majesty. All he could do was to keep his mouth shut and not reveal a word.

After all, for such important news, the Son of Heaven must of course tell his lover himself, rather than let a third person pass it on.

Gu poison? !There is no such thing in the original book!But Song Zi is not sure if this is not written in the book, after all, the story has only just begun at this point in time.

The heroine and the heroine haven't met yet, and because of their young age, they are still confined to their own small world, fighting with the sisters in the back house, embroidering, drinking tea, playing with handkerchiefs all day long, participating in The gatherings held by some women may not necessarily be able to understand all the news.

Anyway, the head of the interrogation department came to him in person, so Song Zi would definitely want to go back.He was on duty overnight, and he could feel that Miyagi was indeed heavily guarded, and a lot of manpower had been sent to the palace. The area of ​​Lenggong was still under his control. To be honest, Song Zi felt that it was not the same as before. what changes.

Early the next morning, Song Zi saw Ling Yi again.When the other party saw him, he had a rather bad expression on his face: "Did you have a shift last night?"

Early in the morning, he was summoned by the emperor, because Song Zi never went to the small courtyard to meet him.

"I patrolled most of the night and didn't sleep much all night." Song Zi was so serious for the first time, how could he tolerate others' doubts.

"After walking so many laps, the calluses on my feet are almost worn out!"

"Then you yesterday..." Ling Yi almost asked the other party why he didn't go to the small courtyard yesterday, he didn't mean to make Song Xiaoqi work so hard at all.

"Didn't you say that the palace is heavily guarded? I think there are too few people in Lenggong, so I patrol a few more times." He also thought about whether he should go to the small courtyard, but today is unusual, in case Ling Yi comes to check the guards Well, if he was going to see Ah Yan, it would definitely take a lot of time, and the relationship between the two might be exposed.

In order not to be caught fishing by himself, he can be said to have passed the gate of the small courtyard three times without entering.Of course, there is another very important reason. He said before that he would temporarily separate from Ah Yan for at least three days, and only one day has passed. How could he go back so early.

Ling Yi never expected that his carefully designed arrangement turned out to be Song Xiaoqi's reason not to go to the emperor.It was he who didn't think well and lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

Glancing at Song Xiaoqi, he sighed: "Okay, you worked hard last night, you go to rest now, and you will be on duty as usual at night, and the candidate will be dispatched, and your patrol range will be readjusted today. .”

Song Xiaoqi's current appearance is actually not suitable for meeting His Majesty.Anyway, it's been delayed for a while, so let him recuperate and refresh his spirit.

Because he was too tired from staying up all night, Song Zi didn't think about Ah Yan any more before going to sleep, the back of his head touched the pillow, his eyelids were immediately glued, and he fell into a dark sleep.

He slept for a full six hours, and when he woke up, it was dusk, and his stomach was so hungry.

"You finally woke up. Seeing that you slept soundly, I didn't even have the heart to disturb you. You worked hard yesterday, so you catch up, wash your face and eat something."

At this point in time, smoke was rising from every household, and the small kitchen of the Judgment Division had to prepare a lot of food, and the preparations started early.When Song Zi woke up, it happened to be meal time, and everything was almost ready.

The food of the Interrogation Department is definitely not as good as the small dining hall opened by his family alone, but it has a rich variety and the cook's skills are also very good.

This was the first time for Song Zi to eat the work meal of the Interrogation Division. He took a big white and fat mantou, took a bite, and it was soft and fluffy. The big mantou in this era is fermented with old noodles, and there is a special kind of old noodles. The flavor is that the ingredients are relatively solid, and the mouth feels dry after two bites, so it has to be eaten with water or noodle soup.

The supply in the cafeteria was sufficient. Under Geng Qi's introduction, Song Zi drank a bowl of Hu spicy soup with a very Northwestern flavor, and killed more than half of a leg of lamb that was roasted so that it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and ate a whole three meat clips. steamed bun.

This Roujiamo is made of fresh meat, not like minced meat that has been marinated for a long time. It tastes very good. Song Zi thinks that this is the best thing he has eaten today.

"It's a bit hot to eat in summer, but it tastes good. It tastes even better with a bowl of wine." They don't dare to drink a little wine when they are on duty.In fact, after entering the Interrogation Division, many people gave up their alcohol, and only dared to have a drink to relieve their cravings on the day of Huo Mu.

"Drinking is a mistake." Song Zi's alcohol capacity is not bad now, mainly because his natural capacity for drinking is not bad, and his father deliberately cultivated him, so he won't drink three glasses.

After all, he is a man. Back then Song Mingcheng really wanted his son to become an official. He absolutely couldn't be a drunken alcoholic on weekdays, but he still had to cultivate a little bit of alcohol, so as not to get caught in a party, drink a little yellow soup, and easily fall for others.

But on weekdays, Song Zi didn't drink at all. To be precise, he refused to touch alcohol, cigarettes, prostitution, gambling, almost anything harmful to health.The original owner in the book is too short-lived, he is only eighteen now, and he has not lived enough.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Zi had to repeat the boring patrol again.This time, the territory he patrolled has really changed, and the scope has shrunk a lot, only one-third of the previous size.Coincidentally, there is a small courtyard where Ah Yan lives in this area. To be precise, his new patrol area revolves around the three-acre land outside the small courtyard.

"Both the north gate and the west gate have sent more people, and all the damaged dog holes on the city wall have been blocked. You can take it easy tonight. If you are sleepy, you can find a place to rest first, and you don't have to force yourself."

Ling Yi tried his best to put on a smiling face, trying to be a gentle and considerate boss.He can't reveal any information, and that's all he can say and do. He can only pray in his heart that Song Zi will be more courageous, otherwise His Majesty's moody character is really unbearable.

The range narrowed, and Song Zi walked around the small courtyard ten times in the same time as usual. After ten times, the surroundings were quiet, and there was no palace person in the field of vision.

Today is the second day since the two of them separated, but if you really want to count it, it is actually a little more than a day and a half, less than 48 hours.

Just like a wanderer who is closer to the hometown and is more timid, the small courtyard with bright lights is just a short distance away, but Song Zi hesitates, lingers, and has not entered this hut that has brought him countless warmth and love. .

The night was dark, and the weather was not beautiful, and it began to rain.What Ling Yi said before resounded in Song Zi's mind, if you are tired, you can take a rest.With such a heavy rain, he should find a place to hide from the rain.

Among the palace buildings, there is no better place for him to rest than Ah Yan's small courtyard.

Song Zi arrived at the door, raised his hand, and knocked lightly on the courtyard door: "A Yan, are you asleep?" It's so late, A Yan should be asleep.

Unexpectedly, he knocked for the first time, and the door opened with a creak.Ah Yan was holding a sky-blue oil-paper umbrella, with black hair and green clothes, and looked at him quietly.If Ah Yan was inside the house, it would take time to come out after hearing the noise, let alone bring an umbrella.

I saw Ah Yan with just one sound. If it wasn’t for a heart-to-heart, it can only mean that Ah Yan might have passed through the crack of the door and found him patrolling back and forth. He was patrolling tonight, but Ah Yan was on the other side of the door, waiting quietly. him for a long time.

Song Zi's lively heart beating in his chest seemed to be hit violently by something soft.

Ah Yan looked at him for a while, then raised the umbrella over his head: "You're getting wet from the heavy rain, even if it's summer, the rainwater is dirty, and you'll get sick if you get wet, you'd better come in first and take a bath." Take a shower and change your clothes."

In the summer rain, you will get sick if you get wet.This was what Song Zi had said to Ah Yan.

"I'm tall, let me hold it up." Song Zi took the umbrella in A Yan's hand and held it up high. The umbrella was not very big. Most of the direction of the face was tilted to Ah Yan's side, and most of his body was exposed outside the umbrella.

Anyway, he was caught in the rain, and his clothes were wet. A little more rain is not a big problem, but Ah Yan, his clothes are clean, and his black and beautiful hair is thick and smooth. He is so beautiful that he can be advertised for shampoo. .If the hair is dirty, the two of them have to wash it together, which wastes the rest time in vain.

He carried a wooden bucket, mixed hot water and well water, and took a bath near the patio.On such a hot day, no matter how clean your feet are, if you cover them in those long black boots for several hours, they will stink abruptly.Song Zi took a special soak for a while, and soaped it several times. Wearing it on the clogs that were always in the small courtyard, he lowered his head and moved his white and tender feet, feeling that he should be able to go out to meet people.

"Why did you take so long to wash?"

Ah Yan's voice suddenly appeared in Song Zi's ear, which startled him.Maybe it was because the bath took a little longer, Ah Yan was worried and went in to see him directly.

Song Zi noticed that Ah Yan was still holding a set of bamboo-green silk nightgowns in his hands, the style was very similar to the sky-blue set he was wearing.

He hasn't got any clothes on yet!Song Zi subconsciously covered his lower body, and immediately blushed from his ears to his cheeks. Ah Yan chuckled, "Okay, it's not like I haven't seen it."

The young Mr. Xiao Lang has a thin skin, he has done what he should do countless times, but he can still blush for such a thing, he is so pure and cute.

"Excuse me, Ah Yan." Song Zi wrapped his wet hair with a towel, stretched out his hands, and smoothly put on the silky and loose nightgown.

"This clothes can't be used today, you can change into a spare one."

Ah Yan bent down and lowered his head to touch the dirty clothes that Song Zi had changed.

Song Zi stopped it aloud: "Just leave it there, I'll wash it myself."

Ah Yan took out a small oil-paper bag from his clothes: "What is this?"

ah!Seeing the tightly wrapped oil paper, Song Zi remembered it, and said with some embarrassment, "It's Roujiamo. The chef of the Judgment Division came from the northwest. This taste is very authentic. I ate three of them tonight, and I wanted to give you a taste, so I took one more."

Whenever he encounters something delicious, he immediately thinks of sharing it with important people.It's just that the summer rain came so suddenly at night, he was caught off guard when he saw Ah Yan, hurried to take a bath, and forgot about the Roujiamo for a while.

The clothes were wet, and the Roujiamo hidden in the clothes didn't know whether it was wet or not: "It's been left for so long, and it doesn't taste good now."

Ah Yan lowered his head and peeled off the oiled paper, one layer, two layers, and three layers. Song Zi wrapped three layers and kept holding it in his arms. , it's all right."

After all, it was the lover's strong affection, the very picky Tianzi still tore off a small piece, put it in his mouth, chewed and ate a small piece: "Xiaoqi's tongue is very sharp, and the taste is good."

It's just that for the current emperor, he doesn't like to touch meat, he just chewed some white flour pancakes carefully, then tore them up bit by bit, and fed them to Song Zi every bite. It's a pity.

Song Zi has been a human being for two lifetimes. He knew that he was eating with chopsticks before he was two years old. He is eighteen in this life. He is a serious adult inside and out. It’s not that he hurt his hand. How could he accept this? different levels of feeding.When he took the third bite, he couldn't help reaching out to take it himself: "I'll eat it myself." The efficiency of eating like this is too slow.

Ah Yan's hand avoided: "I like to feed you like this."

And he held up a hand that was more delicate and transparent than suet white jade, "Look, my hands are already dirty, don't dirty yours again."

Song Zi had nothing to do with him, he subconsciously glanced out of the window, the door of the small courtyard was locked, it was the lock he locked himself before.Anyway, no one saw it, okay, this is fun, it's all fun!He immediately suppressed his inexplicable sense of shame, took a sip, and ate the love meat buns fed by Ah Yan. The cold ones were not as delicious as the steaming hot ones, but they were still very delicious.

The smell of Roujiamo was so strong that Song Zi had no choice but to rinse his mouth again, and drank tea made from mint leaves to clear his mouth before sitting back on the soft couch with Ah Yan who had cleaned his hands carefully.

Ah Yan leaned into Song Zi's arms, as if his bones had been taken away, and spread a ball of cat cakes on Song Zi's body. He complained softly, "I didn't see you last night, and I didn't sleep well. .”

It's only been one night, and Ah Yan has never been so inseparable from others before.Song Zi smoothed Ah Yan's loose long hair with his fingers: "I dreamed of you last night."

"What did you dream about me?" The boneless cat straightened up, staring straight at Song Zi with its pitch-black peach blossom eyes.

"I can't remember what I dreamed about, but I dreamed that you were wearing a bright red dress and smiling at me."

Ah Yan looked up at him: "Did I look good in my dream?"

"It looks good, Ah Yan looks good in everything." For some people, red, purple, and green are disasters, but Ah Yan's face is too good, and any weird clothes can be suppressed.

Song Zi said: "If you like it, I will bring you a red dress tomorrow."

"You bring one more, let me see how you wear it." Ah Yan said, "You try it first, I have never seen you wear it."

That was a dream. The scene in the dream was blurry. After waking up, I only had a general impression, and I couldn't see clearly at all.Song Zi wouldn't reason with a coquettish lover, so he replied straight away: "Okay, if I'm still on patrol tomorrow, I'll show you the clothes."

I just ate and couldn't go to sleep right away.The rain was crackling outside the window, and Song Zi took a miscellaneous book that he bought for Ah Yan before: "Let me see, what story do you want to hear today."

The weird stories he read in modern society, and what he remembered, have all been told, and now he can only read books.Song Zi used the very popular broadcast accent in his previous life, and Ah Yan praised his voice as nice, with correct and round accents, which can help him sleep.

"I don't listen to stories." Ah Yan's voice was laziness, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter, let's talk." The atmosphere between them was warm and harmonious, as if the estrangement caused by the misunderstanding two days ago had completely disappeared.

Song Zi's hand was caught by Ah Yan's hand, and it rested lightly on the latter's lower abdomen.Because he is sleeping on his side, it can be seen that Ah Yan's lower abdomen is rising and falling, and it is still a little soft.

The voice of the big beauty was soft and tender, like spring wind turning into rain, and like honey, sticky and sweet: "Xiaoqi, I'm pregnant."

"Hmm..." Song Zi responded habitually.

"Ok?"

Ah Yan smiled, his eyes twinkled: "It's me and your child inside, are you happy?"

Song Zi slid directly from the soft couch, he got up in a bit of a panic, and put his hands on Ah Yan's shoulders, which were so slender.

Because of his agitation, he squeezed Ah Yan's too thin shoulder blades with a little force.Song Zi had a heartbroken face, blame him, all blame him.He should have known earlier, normal people have been kept in such a small place, there must be something wrong to some extent.

It's just that he didn't care enough about Ah Yan on weekdays. He only cared about Ah Yan's physical needs, such as eating, drinking, having fun, basic necessities of life, and never noticed that the person next to his pillow had a problem with his mental health: "Ah Yan, be more sober. You are a man!"