i made the emperor pregnant

The weather is getting colder, but with the news of good news ahead, the hearts of the people in Jin are burning hot.The little prince came to the world and exempted them from paying taxes, just in time for the autumn tax collection, and it seems that this winter is not so cold.

The youngest Wang, who was drinking hot wine at the wine stand, covered the hot pottery cup and couldn't help sighing, "If only princes were born, one would be spared."

"Speaking of which, you were happy when your first son was born. How can you still be so happy after the birth? You don't have to worry about death."

"How can the emperor be the same as us?" After all, when it comes to royal affairs, they dare not speak too much, and they didn't let two or three glasses of dirty wine get dizzy.

The common people were chattering away, and they were taken aback by the loud commotion outside, and the utensils in the wine stand vibrated faintly: "Did this happen?"

These people quickly clarified the cause of the noise by shouting excitedly outside: "The counter-insurgency army is back! They have won the battle and are back!"

Wang Laosan stopped drinking immediately: "True or not, my nephew has also gone, I have to go and see!"

The people at the wine stall immediately joined in the excitement, some relatives reunited, some simply cheered for the soldiers, the streets and alleys of the capital seemed to be boiling water, and the crowd gradually boiled.

It is very different to surround the palace city high up. This palace is very well built. Obviously there are no people living in many places, but it stubbornly maintains the emptiness, quietness and loneliness. lively.

But there is one exception, that is, the emperor lives in the bedroom. The prince should be in the east palace, and the queen should also stay in his own bedroom. However, the prince is too young, and the queen can't worry about it. After all, he will take care of him and be a super clingy emperor. , You can't do without the queen at all, a family of three is just like ordinary people, squeezed into a palace.

To be precise, the empress's place was still very noisy. The little prince left two rooms to prevent him from making noise at night and disturbing his parents' dreams.

When Ling Yi entered the palace, the emperor and the empress would tease the children. Now that the weather was getting colder, the house had already been set on fire, and the palace was warm and cozy. The little prince didn't wear much, so it was convenient for him to turn over and roll around.

Ling Yi heard Sima Yan say from afar: "Xiao Qi, why is he so stupid, he can't even speak, he just babbles."

As an ordinary concubine in this way, the child was buried by the emperor in such a way, and he couldn't tell how flustered he was, but the queen's voice was still gentle and calm: "It will be fine in a few months, he was ugly when he was just born, now he is white and tender, so cute. "

Little Chic is really too young, and it's only been four months since it's full. Most of the relatively precocious children don't say things like mom and dad until they're eight months old.The child had not been cut out at full term, and there was nothing wrong with his body, Song Zi was already very satisfied.

When the family was in harmony, Gong Rentong reported: "Your Majesty, Director Ling is here."

Ling Yi was allowed to step over the threshold, he stood up straight, then raised his suitcase: "Your Majesty, I am lucky that this time I have lived up to my fate."

Sima Yan withdrew his smile: "Throw him on the ground."

Song Zi turned his face away when he heard the words, and saw the square wooden box where it was thrown. There were brown marks on the surface, and there was a faint smell of blood. Although the box hadn't been opened, he had already guessed what was inside.

When he saw the letter, his uneasy heart dropped, but the fact that Dong was brought in front of him by Ling Yi and Xu Li died immediately filled with a sense of reality.

Song Zi told the nanny: "Take the prince down." Children are ignorant, so it's better not to see such bloody things.

The box was opened by Ling Yi, revealing Song Zi's familiar face, Xu Li's condition was better than when he was in the water prison, but the other party's bloodshot eyes were firmly open, with a look of reluctance, he subconsciously covered his side Human eyes: "Ayan, don't be afraid."

The emperor immediately said sweetly: "Xiaoqi, I'm not afraid, and you don't need to look at it either."

Song Zi might not be so familiar with this face, but Ling Yi and Tianzi definitely wouldn't mistake him for the person who made such a big wave, yet died so easily.

Song Zi looked at it for a while, and then heard the emperor beside him say in a light and light tone, "Take him down and burn him. The ashes are scattered directly in Xu's house, and the friendship between me and Xu Li as a monarch and minister has been forgotten."

Ling Yi replied without any hesitation: "Yes, I obey."

"You did a good job this time. Go back and have a good rest. Tonight, the empress and I will clean up the dust for the soldiers and reward them for their merits."

Ling Yiyin felt relieved: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After Ling Yi left, Song Zi felt that he was holding his hand tighter. It was obvious that the emperor was not as relaxed as he appeared.

Song Zi asked with concern, "Ah Yan?"

The emperor looked up at him, and suddenly said: "Xiaoqi, can you hug me?"

Song Zishan Ruliu put his arms around him: "I will listen to what you want to say." He has always been a good listener.

Sima Yan hugged him quietly for a while: "There's nothing to say, it's just an unimportant person, if it's gone, it's gone. I just remembered that after the child was born, you kept hugging him, but you didn't hug me much anymore." .” He just wanted to act like a baby.

Song Zi stared at this calm face, confirmed that the emperor really didn't care, since it didn't matter, he wouldn't be worried, he was relieved, and heard Ah Yan say, "Little Qi, aren't you a little taller than before?" ? I feel that you have grown a little taller than when we met."

"Really? Maybe." Song Zi is already an adult, and it is impossible to measure his height every day like a growing child, but it is normal for him to grow taller, after all, he is not yet 20 years old.

Thinking of this, Song Zi couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion. He was only in his late twenties, yet he had a wife and children, and he was under one person and under ten thousand people.

"Sure." Sima Yan complained, "The book doesn't say that children grow taller, so why didn't I grow taller?"

There is no good for the little broken child except that it brings him pain and all kinds of bad reactions.

"I'm almost twenty, and I can hardly grow any longer, and Ah Yan, you are already very tall." Although the emperor looked thin, he was not short at all.

"Just in case, if Xiaoqi grows taller, I won't be able to kiss you so easily." The emperor exuded inexplicable resentment all over his body.

But soon, the sound of Tianzi's complaints stopped, because Song Zi picked him up, put him on a higher step, and kissed him easily: "If that's the case, Ah Yan, you just need to stand higher. "

This sentence seems to have touched Sima Yan, the world suddenly quieted down, the Son of Heaven looked at Song Zi quietly, and did not speak.

Song Zi couldn't help but break the slightly delicate atmosphere: "Ayan, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Sima Yan said, "I just want to give you your coronation ceremony, Xiaoqi, what should I give you?"

If a man reaches his [-]th crown, he can start a family and start a business, but in special circumstances, he can also be crowned in advance.There are so many happy events today, and the winter weather is cold, so there are no grand events. He had discussed with Song Mingcheng before that he planned to arrange his own queen and crown ceremony before today, at least before Xiao Chic's first birthday banquet.

Song Zi doesn't have much opinion on his own activities, it's the same as celebrating a birthday, the birthday party should be organized by others, and the birthday party doesn't bother: "I like whatever Ah Yan gives you."

That night's meritorious deeds reward banquet went smoothly, and the emperor honored the subordinate officers and men according to the original promise.In addition to counter-insurgency officials, officials and generals who stood firm in the city were also rewarded.

During the staggering of toasts and chips, the emperor's proposal to Song Zi to become the king was less hindered by half.Because no one expected that Song Zi could come up with such a surprise weapon on the battlefield. He not only saved the city, but also saved thousands of lives of the people in the border towns.

After all, the courtiers couldn't hold back the emperor. Looking at the soldiers who came back from the battlefield, they wisely chose to back down. Give the title, anyway, it's just a false name, and the title can't be inherited. The Song family is now powerful. Jin, cooking oil over a blazing fire, turned around and the Song family was liquidated like a regent.

The opponents of the Song family drank the mellow wine, but their hearts were as sour as if they drank vinegar.At this time, the civil and military officials would never have imagined that the emperor would not give a false name, but come to the truth.A new chair was added next to the dragon chair, and it was given to Song Zi, who stood shoulder to shoulder with Wang Bei.Because Song Zi had contributed a lot to the Jin Dynasty, he sat more and more steadily, reaching twenty at a time. It was not until Sima Yan abdicated to let the virtuous, and the prince Sima Zhen succeeded, that he stepped down from the high platform and went to the mountains and rivers with the emperor Sima Yan.

But that's all in the future, and no one who is drunk at this moment can expect it. After drinking, the courtiers dispersed, and after drinking two glasses of wine, the emperor also took the initiative to hold the queen's hand: "Queen, let me go for a walk. Sober up."

Song Zi was dragged by Sima Yan, and the two of them walked to the front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.Without civil and military officials, the Hall of Supreme Harmony is very empty. The doors on both sides of the hall are open, and only the cold moonlight shines in.

Naturally, the Hall of Supreme Harmony did not light the earth dragon during this period of time, and the palace people went in to light the lamps, exhaling wisps of white air from their nostrils.

Sima Yan let go of Song Zi's hand, and walked the red carpet step by step. He stood at the top of the white marble steps, in front of his dragon chair, and waved to Song Zi at the door: "Xiaoqi, come here."

Song Zi Shan Ruliu walked up the steps, sat next to Sima Yan, stood next to the emperor, and watched the distant scenery quietly with him.

Sima Yan looked at the Leng Bingbing Hall of Supreme Harmony and suddenly said: "It's extremely cold in high places, but I'm afraid of the cold. Some people said that I'm destined to be a lonely person sitting in this position, so I thought, adding a chair to Xiaoqi would be a good idea." Put it next to me, so that you can stay with me, like today. I'm not worried that Xiao Qi will grow taller, I'm afraid that one day, Xiao Qi will be so tall that he can't see me, I'm frozen to death, and Xiao Qi won't be able to find out... ..."

Standing on the steps can keep him at the same height as Xiao Qi, but if Xiao Qi doesn't have him in his heart, then he can stand tall and the other party can't see him.

Song Zi said helplessly, "Ayan, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk. Sitting on this chair, I'm more sober than anyone else."

Sima Yan sat down. The Hall of Supreme Harmony was very cold. This majestic dragon chair was like ice, bitingly cold, and the chill penetrated deep into the bone marrow. The emperor began to bite his lips uncontrollably. This chair, like the cold Hall of Supreme Harmony, turned into a piece of crystal clear ice.

Song Zi also sat down, next to the emperor, crowded, shoulder to shoulder, fingers intertwined, intimate.The chair is so cold, but his hands are extremely warm: "How about this, is Ah Yan warmer?"

The beauty's eyelashes are like snow-black butterflies, and the wings of the butterfly are condensed with frost and snow. He frantically absorbs the heat from his lover's body: "It seems to be better, but it's cold."

The next second, he was picked up by the sky, Qing sat on the chair, unbuttoned his coat, and wrapped Sima Yan in the cloak, covering the shivering beauty with warmth: "How about this, is it still cold?"

The cloak was strong enough to block the wind, and it was warm enough to warm the cold and stiff limbs all at once, but the beautiful woman's beautiful eyebrows revealed her dissatisfaction. He said, "It's not warm enough, but it's still cold."

Song Zi pinched the emperor's shoulder blades with his fingers, and the warm sun instantly turned into a spear dyed with flames, firmly and accurately piercing the weakest point of the biting ice: "Is this enough, is it enough?" The flames are obviously so hot, but the voice Even very gentle.

The huge ice block was smashed, and the broken ice collided with each other. It sounded fragile and broken, and the greedy voice echoed in the empty palace: "Not enough, not enough!"

Ice falling into flames will always melt uncontrollably, and wet water marks will flow on the ground.I don't know how long it has passed, but the cold ice has finally completely turned into a pool of water, which has not disappeared, and has the same steaming temperature, which can resist the cold winter night temperature.

The Golden Luan Palace became quiet once, Song Zi kissed the sweaty tip of the pregnant woman: "Ah Yan, it's late at night, we should go back."

The future is long, this winter, tomorrow's winter, the winter of the tenth generation, and the rest of their lives, every cold winter night, they will spend together, and they will never be separated.