i made the emperor pregnant

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the mighty procession traveled from the palace to the outskirts of Beijing. The imperial guards cleared the way in front, and the Imperial Forest Army was in charge of guarding the rear. Scattered and separated, with three to five people as a small team, placed in the team like a long dragon.

Song Zi thought he could see Emperor Luanjia, but the line was too long, and he could only see a black corner of his clothes.That's right, it's okay to walk around the streets or in the palace city in that kind of empty caravan. Naturally, you still have to take a tightly blocked carriage for this kind of itinerary for a few days.

The carriage moved slowly. It is impossible for the large troops to ride or ride horses. In the carriage team in the middle, the emperor sat in the most magnificent carriage at the front. The carriage behind not only looked small, but also had a very plain appearance. The court ladies, and the cars of some important court officials.

Guards like Song Zi naturally didn't have a carriage, they were people walking in the team.Start early in the morning, wait until the sun rises high, and stop to rest at noon.

Song Zi was wearing a mask, and his face was flushed red by the sun. Fortunately, he carried a special solution with him. He used a small wooden bottle with a push-type design made by a capable carpenter, which was convenient for him to spray and ensure that his face was even. moist.He was mainly afraid that his mask would fall off and be caught by the surrounding soldiers on the spot.

The Interrogation Division cannot be short of anyone, and Geng Qi is naturally also in the team. He is not partnered with Song Zi, and is in a position closer to the front of the emperor. When he came over, he saw Song Zi's movement in the shade of the tree, and touched him with his elbow: "What are you doing, a big man is still slapping something on his face." Such a smug young man.

Song Zi quickly put away the small spray bottle that he carried with him: "It's nothing, it's too hot, I need to replenish water, so as not to get skin peeled off in the sun, and my partner won't recognize me when I go back."

He handed the water bag to Geng Qi: "You have a big face, I only have a small bottle, not enough for you, I lend you a water bag, and pour it on your face to cool down."

It's great to have a partner, Geng Qi was so angry that he slapped the water bag away: "Brat, keep it for you."

The nobles in the palace did not get out of the carriage, but rolled up the curtains to let in air, and there was a special person on the emperor's side to hold up the umbrella. Song Zi sat in the shade of a tree and looked at it, laughing to death. Outside of the human head, nothing can be seen at all.

Of course, it is impossible for the masters to squeeze into a carriage, and the maids are also delicate. Except for the big maids who serve the concubines and concubines, there are basically seven or eight people crowded together.

Song Zi really wanted to find Ah Yan, but he could only come according to the team's arrangement and obeyed the command the whole time. He didn't even see which carriage Ah Yan got into, but he saw his father Song Mingcheng.He had some doubts whether Ah Yan hadn't come, but Ah Yan wouldn't lie to him about such an important matter.

After resting on the spot for more than an hour, the sun hid in the clouds, and the team began to move slowly again.The scattered interrogation team made adjustments, and Ling Yi asked Song Zi to move forward and follow an inconspicuous carriage. The concubine with a relatively high status sat in it.

The carriage had a curtain, and a snow-white hand lifted a corner of the curtain. Song Zi was beside him, so he naturally noticed this hand. Although he didn't wear the spring-colored bracelet, the pink was tender, tender and dry. Jing's fingernails were cut with his help two days ago, and he recognized at a glance that they were Ah Yan's hands.

Song Zi, who was still restless at first, suddenly settled down. Song Zi took a few steps forward, keeping the same speed as the carriage. Ah Yan in the carriage lifted the curtain on the window, revealing only a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, and he Looking at each other, they put the curtain down again.

The concubines and some ministers who have not been trained much are really too delicate. Geng Qi, who has experience, told Song Zi that the team will walk for two hours and rest once. If it is not lit, continue on your way.

But this is still the first day, and the whole team will be tired later, and their walking speed will only be slower.But slow down, and be a little more friendly to soldiers who can only walk, but cannot ride horses or ride cars.

A lot of physical exertion made Song Zi not eat less at night, and Song Mingcheng, who took a carriage the whole time, was actually in no better condition than his colleagues.

He was in the middle, so he was naturally angry when he saw his son in disguise. Seeing Song Zi's flushed face, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

In the past, he always disliked his son for not being able to endure hardship. He ate and slept all day long. He knew Song Zi had other errands before, and he didn't feel too deeply. Now seeing his son like this, he couldn't help but think, Children are spoiled and spoiled, how can they suffer such hardships.

When the food was distributed in the evening, he passed by specially, walked around for a long time, pretended that he had no appetite and could not eat, and forced his food into Song Zi's hands: "This little brother, I can't eat anymore, Don't waste it, you are young, eat it all."

The prime ministers of the first rank naturally ate better than ordinary soldiers. The noodles of the pancakes were better, and the fine white flour was used. In addition, they also got more meat.Song Zi glanced at the so-called unfinished pancake stuffed into the palm of his hand, and found that there was half a chicken leg hidden in the dry pancake.

He said in a complicated mood: "Thank you, my lord."

Song Mingcheng looked to avoid suspicion, stuffed pancakes, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

The originally scattered interrogation department gathered together again when they were resting at night. Song Zi just ate half of the love meat pie fed by his own father when Ling Yi came over again.

"There are not enough tents, and there are not enough seats. A few carriages are vacant. You guys go squeeze in the carriages and sleep in the carriages tonight."

The march would consume a large amount of dry food, tents, and ready-made stoves and pots they carried, so the carriages carrying things were naturally emptied.

More than a dozen big men divided two carriages, and when it was Song Zi's turn, Ling Yi pointed to Ah Yan's carriage: "Go there."

He said vaguely: "The nobleman in the carriage said he was not feeling well, and asked you to take care of him."

Because the emperor had ordered that he could not directly reveal the identity of the emperor, but he was arranged to give a little hint in the details, so that the emperor would reveal his identity in the future, and it would be a matter of course, so that Song Xiaoqi would not be unable to accept it for a while.

Song Zi would definitely not be happy to serve others, but Ah Yan, as soon as he heard the word "uncomfortable", he immediately lifted the curtain of the car and entered.

Not to mention, although this carriage is located at the rear, the interior of the carriage is more spacious than he thought, and it is also padded with soft cushions, decorated like a small room.

"Ayan, what's wrong with you? Is it the child..." Song Zi lowered his voice and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Did the child bother you?"

The latter shook his head lightly, then took out dried meat, candied fruit, and pastries, and put them in Song Zi's hands: "Xiaoqi is not full, I brought all the food from the courtyard, you eat as much as you can. "

He naturally also noticed the scene of Song Mingcheng stuffing the pancakes. Due to his current personality, he didn't want to force Song Zi to lose the pancakes, so he just said softly: "Xiaoqi, let's not eat cheap food, that kind of messy people Don’t touch the leftovers you gave me. What if the pancakes are spit on, and you see that these officials turned red not long after they left, maybe there are some germs on their bodies.” The word germs is still Song Zi mentioned it.

"That doesn't mean..."

Song Zi originally wanted to say that it was his father, but the occasion was not suitable, and it would be bad if Ah Yan got excited and was heard by others.

Also, his father had a prejudice against Ah Yan, and he had told him not to say anything before. Song Zi promised his father this point, so he nodded with a complicated expression, but he couldn't help but say two good words to his father: "He likes to be clean. He looks healthy and there is no disease. I think the pancake was torn off and there is no saliva."

Even if he is his own father, he doesn't like to eat his father's saliva. There are no teeth marks on the pancakes, only a little tearing marks.

Sima Yan said in a low tone: "You know people, you know your face, you don't know your heart, Xiao Qi doesn't know, right? He is the left minister of this dynasty. Back then, he married Princess Ming'an with his skin. Don't look at his young appearance and gentle manners. It looks like there are many wives and concubines in the family, and a pair of children are as old as Xiao Qi."

The Son of Heaven used to be pleasing to Song Mingcheng's eyes because of his handsome appearance, which was pleasing to the eye after all. Later, because Song Mingcheng was somewhat similar to Xiao Qi, he was a little fond of the house.But looking at it now, Song Mingcheng is really hateful. He wanted to take his bracelet a few days ago, but now he doesn't know why he came to please his lover.But his fiancé, innocent and innocent, was really blinded by this shameless old thing.

In fact, Song Mingcheng gave away the pancakes he couldn't finish, this kind of behavior is not out of the ordinary, if it is placed on other people, Sima Yan will only think that this is a trick commonly used by the superiors to buy people's hearts.

But the person who accepted the kindness was his lover. With a strong filter, he could see that the other party might be his rival in love: "Xiao Qi, you are young and ignorant, and you don't know that people are sinister. There are many people in the capital. This kind of hypocrite, who is dressed like a beast and has corrupt morals, can make people feel grateful for a little favor. Especially this kind of handsome old man, who has a wife and a wife at home, but he is easy to deceive the young man."

Song Zi’s face was numb. How could his father have a group of wives and concubines? There was only one concubine, the only two concubines given by the former emperor. They were offered like statues of Bodhisattvas. After the former emperor is gone, then The two concubines were sent to a remote village by his mother.

Except for him and sister, there was no one else in the Song family: "Ah Yan, you should be thinking too much. I still wear a mask on my face. For a person like me, others won't have any strange ideas."

In this world, most men still like women, and there are very few men like him who are with men.Moreover, he is very self-aware of his current image, just an ordinary and handsome young man, that is, his family's A Yan is suspicious, and Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, so he can think wildly and produce such outrageous guesses.

Ah Yan stopped talking, and only looked at him so quietly with a pair of peach blossom eyes. Song Zi had no choice but to surrender. How could he not do something that could make Ah Yan feel at ease with a few words: "Don't worry, come on down!" This time, I won’t randomly pick up other people’s food.” Anyway, with Ah Yan’s feeding, he will also have to eat along the way, so let his father keep the good things for himself.

After all, the space in the carriage was a bit cramped, but at night, holding Ah Yan who was cold on his body, Song Zi unexpectedly slept well.

In the early morning of the next morning, the carriage began to shake and move. During the break before, Geng Qi told him that the nobles would go to the town to rest, but this time was different from every time, except Except for the necessary purchases, the entire large army never stopped to watch the scenery along the way, and kept heading in the direction of the target.

There was also a small episode in the middle, the emperor was sympathetic to the courtiers, those high-ranking officials who had just started riding in the carriage were kicked out once halfway, and changed places with the walking courtiers, the pampered courtiers in the past walked one by one with their legs Tenderness and blistering on the soles of the feet.

Song Zi was riding on the horse, looking at his father walking hard, feeling a sense of absurd misplacement, but these ministers didn't walk for long before they were allowed to go back to the carriage to rest. Most of the first-rank senior members are not young, and their legs and feet are inconvenient, which will only hinder the progress of the team.

Because of the rare high efficiency, the trip was originally estimated to take seven or eight days, but after only three days, they arrived at the boundary marker of Nanjiang City. Standing at the marker, they could see it hidden in the clouds and mist, like a fairy mountain. Xianlu Mountain: "According to this way, everyone can reach the Summer Resort in just one day."

Hearing this kind of words, the originally a little listless soldiers cheered up, and the accompanying ministers did not complain about the speed, but hoped that it could be faster, so that they could go to the palace halfway up Xianlu Mountain to rest.Finally, before dusk, Song Zi arrived at this majestic palace built on the mountainside.

In fact, the whole journey went smoothly. After all, they were so powerful, and there were no assassins who didn't have long-sightedness to come to die, but for some reason, he glanced at the buildings shrouded in clouds and mist. I seem to have forgotten something important.