Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

忸 怩

Song Yan sighed and called out tentatively, "Your Majesty?"

The beauty beside her remained silent.

Song Yan carefully lifted Xu Huaiqing's quilt, Xu Huaiqing hadn't woken up just now, and now he couldn't wake up no matter what, Xu Huaiqing closed his eyes tightly.The last bit of residual warmth in the quilt was completely gone, and before he was ready to shiver from the cold air against his skin, a firm and powerful arm that could almost feel the muscles of bodybuilding grabbed him.

Xu Huaiqing slammed into Song Yan's arms with his back, and for a moment, he arched his back unconsciously as if he had been scalded.

Song Yan was hugging the beauty tightly in her arms, lying under a quilt, thinking to herself, it shouldn't be cold this way.

His dragon's blood is so hot that an ice hockey in his arms can still cool down, but the ice hockey is still soft.

Since His Majesty was asleep, he had nothing to hide.

Song Yan stretched out her leg to hook His Majesty's calf and pulled it towards his side, wrapping her legs together.

Xu Huaiqing, who pretended to be sound asleep, didn't realize that her queen was not wearing pajamas until her cold feet were placed on Song Yan's lap! !He's almost like an apprentice.

But it's a bit warm that I don't want to admit.

Xu Huaiqing originally thought that he would not be able to sleep, because he hadn't shared the same bed with anyone for more than [-] years, and he was still so intimate.But he still underestimated the attractiveness of a human-shaped stove, and within a few breaths, his breathing became steady, faster than countless sleepless nights of tossing and turning.

Xu Huaiqing, who could be said to have fallen asleep happily, held on to the last thought and thought in a daze: So there is a queen like this.

It's kind of heartwarming...

Song Yan, who was holding nephrite jade in her arms, was not so lucky. Your majesty smells so sweet, and the beauty is so sweet.

The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more awake, and there was no sleepiness at all. He turned his head quietly, and his gaze was on His Majesty's earlobe, which was so close to him, it seemed that the dragon's breath he spouted could touch it, and dissipate without a trace after colliding with it.

Or, lick lick?

Your Majesty has not woken up, Your Majesty is still asleep, Your Majesty will not know, and this will allow His Majesty to catch his scent, this is his female dragon, on the mark, no one can touch his beauty.

Just as the dragon wants to occupy a piece of the sea to smell him, to warn other powerful creatures not to approach, let His Majesty smell him.

The desire in her heart was infinitely expanded, almost without psychological pull, Song Yan slowly approached, sticking out her tongue to lick the earlobe of her own female dragon.

There is a layer of water on the earlobe, which is bright.His Majesty's earlobes were pink and white, even trembling.

Song Yan was silent for a while, suppressing the most primitive animal impulse, and then approached again, this time for a longer time, Song Yan put her earlobe in her mouth, as if she was not willing to eat it like a peerless delicacy, she just licked it a lick.

Song Yan didn't dare to touch other parts of the beauty, it would wake her up, so she only tasted what she could get, without any effort.

The night was very long, Song Yan slowly painted His Majesty's ear, moistened the cochlea, tirelessly, never satisfied.He is greedy, lustful, and lustful, just like every dragon in ancient times.

The whiteness of the sky is slowly rising, and the red candle has not been burned out, and the shadows are accompanied by the light from the rising sun in the distance, illuminating the whole room.

Sensing the movement in her arms, Song Yan opened her eyes, she was full of energy, not even a little tired, her piercing eyes met His Majesty, and softness grew in his chest, and he said, "Your Majesty."

On the first night of serving as a stove, Song Yan felt good and was eager to try.

His eyes were clear and energetic, with the excitement of being up all night and the shyness of a peachy color, he was extremely frank.

Xu Huaiqing put his elbows against Song Yan's chest, but he recovered from the confusion in an instant, and his eyes were as cold as usual.

However, ignoring Xu Huaiqing's unnatural expression, he regained the emperor's dignity.

Xu Huaiqing moved, motioned to Song Yan and said, "Queen, it's time for me to go to court." He has absolute time control, so he has been on the throne for three years to try his best to manage the court in an orderly manner.

Song Yan let go of His Majesty from the good side, inadvertently revealing her muscular upper body: "Okay, Your Majesty will come back soon."

Xu Huaiqing stood up and dressed, for some reason, the air seemed to be filled with the atmosphere of the queen.

Although they only slept together in the same bed for one night, the breath couldn't be lingered, and it was even branded with a deep memory.He was dressed like a puppet, and under his wooden expression was the word "Queen" that kept repeating in his head.

After everything was dressed neatly, Xu Huaiqing suddenly realized something, looked back at Song Yan, and asked in a slightly insufficient tone: "What is the queen's name?"

Feeling ashamed, Xu Huaiqing didn't care who Chongxi was at all, he was just a favor, but yesterday he warmed him as a humanoid stove all night, how could he not even know the name today.

It shouldn't be, even mixed with the meaning of throwing away.

Song Yan didn't care, the beauty couldn't escape anyway, so she took His Majesty's palm and wrote the word "Song Yan" on it stroke by stroke, and he said: "My name is Song Yan."

I can't remember which character gave him the name. He has experienced many years, and his memories have long been mixed together, and he doesn't want to identify them one by one.

He has the age of Long Live, and he is a dragon that has just grown up, but in the true sense—only when he has passed the estrous period can he be truly called an adult dragon.

So he is only an adult dragon in terms of age, and has not yet experienced estrus.

Before that, he had no desires and desires, and his biggest hobby was hoarding precious stones, which was interesting. He suppressed the dragon's desire to the last bit, and it was only now that his bones began to itch and flourish, longing to touch His Majesty.

But it's not enough, Song Yan can realize that this is not the real estrus period, it has to wait, slowly dormant, waiting for the real turbulence.

Therefore, even if the dragon's nature is obscene, he could only relieve Nan Feng's greed and comfort lovesickness when facing the beauty he was thinking of last night.

Xu Huaiqing wrote it down, and then said: "Xu Huaiqing."

Song Yan deliberately teased: "What?"

His Majesty said displeasedly: "My name." He must be joking with him, how dare he not remember the name of the emperor.

Then he flung his sleeves and left, only to realize how he could be so easily mobilized by someone after he got out of the palace gate.

The slightly annoyed His Majesty gritted his teeth, awkwardly swallowing his concern for the Queen.

Only Song Yan was left in Jiaofangdian with a smile on his face, and his majesty was very cute when he was angry.

Song Yanma slipped up and put on his clothes, he was eager to rectify his territory and turn Jiaofang Palace into another sea.

He didn't like to be disturbed, and after recognizing the names of the palace servants, he told them not to approach the palace.A man named Li Shun was promoted to be the chief eunuch of Jiaofang Palace.

Li Shun is short and stocky, his bare skin is almost copper-colored, and he looks very strong, which is exactly the case, honest and honest, and he says what he says.

He is totally different from the eunuch in front of His Majesty.

Song Yan asked Li Shun about His Majesty's physical condition, but the dragon's body was ill, which was not very good.Extremely general, Song Yan frowned, Xu Huaiqing is the emperor, his physical problems will not be publicized, so he had to go to the Imperial Hospital.

Song Yan ordered Li Shun to send a copy of the imperial hospital to His Majesty's pulse case to the empty bed in the Jiaofang Hall and then return to catch up on sleep.

Most of the piece of red has been dismantled, but the bed still maintains a red and festive look.

Well, he didn't take the opportunity to ask for some purple energy last night, so that now he relies on the most primitive way to supplement the spiritual power needed by the spell.

Song Yan showed her dragon horns comfortably, but she had to cover it up in front of His Majesty, what if she frightened the beauty.

Recently, the dragon's horn was a little itchy, and he was thinking about gearing up, maybe it's about to go into heat.

Song Yan slept upside down day and night until night, and when Xu Huaiqing knew that her queen hadn't gone out all day and hadn't eaten, she couldn't help but rubbed her forehead.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xu Huaiqing told Wang Fu: "Bring some food and go with me to the Queen's."

Wang Fu responded and sent someone to the imperial dining room to bring the meals for the queen and His Majesty.

After Xu Huaiqing sorted out the memorials that had been reviewed all day, he went to the Jiaofang Hall.

The servants of Jiaofang Palace didn't dare to disturb the queen. Although the queen came for a short time, she was obviously fierce, but they didn't dare to let the queen stay in the room and ignore them. So he went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Of course, hesitation in the middle is also a delay in time.

The inside of the Jiaofang Hall was pitch black, and there was no light on. Xu Huaiqing asked someone to light the lights outside, brought the meals, and went to the bed by himself.

According to the short day of getting along yesterday, Xu Huaiqing knew that the queen didn't like other people around, so he didn't let Wang Fu keep up.

Inside the hall, Xu Huaiqing approached the bed and called out, "Queen?"

Xu Huaiqing's eyesight in the dark is not good, maybe it is a manifestation of his body that is on the verge of collapse. He reached out to grab the mattress, but the next moment, something icy and cold slipped across his fingertips .

Weird, rough and textured like tortoise shell.

Song Yan's sleeping position was not in the right order, and it was rare for her to be more peaceful when she held His Majesty in her arms last night.

The touch of the fingertips made Xu Huaiqing couldn't help shrinking his hand, and when he wanted to touch what it was, Song Yan grabbed his hand.

Song Yan's voice was full of sleepiness, and she said helplessly, "Your Majesty."

Song Yan woke up, Xu Huaiqing withdrew his hand and put it behind his back: "Get up and eat."

"it is good."

Song Yan responded, His Majesty touched his dragon horn just now, but how can the dragon horn be touched casually, although it is not Nilin, it has other meanings to him.

Xu Huaiqing turned to leave, although he was curious about what it was just now, but when he thought of what the queen was hiding on the bed, he was embarrassed to speak because he was well-versed, after all, it was two men.

He made it clear that he was not interested, but the moment he turned around, he suddenly staggered and lost weight, and was almost helped by Song Yan, who had quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Your Majesty, be careful! This low stool is at His Majesty's feet, and it is understandable that His Majesty didn't see it. Forget it, I will take Your Majesty out."

Song Yan got up, and put on a coat neatly, it was a men's coat, Xu Huaiqing ordered someone to prepare it.

Xu Huaiqing didn't refuse, his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't even see the appearance of the queen clearly.

When Song Yan walked out with Xu Huaiqing, Wang Fu had already prepared the meal and was waiting by the side.

After His Majesty took his seat, Wang Fu stepped forward and said skillfully, "This servant serves Your Majesty's meal."

Before he could finish speaking, he was about to move the bowls and chopsticks. Obviously, he did this kind of work a lot. That's right, His Majesty grew up in the palace since he was a child. Wouldn't it be like eating and drinking water to be served by others.

But Song Yan wanted to be displeased, and interrupted Wang Fu: "You all step down, and I will serve His Majesty for dinner."

Wang Fu looked at his nose and mouth, and felt strange in his heart. The current queen is already dressed as a man, and she is alone in a room with her majesty. No matter how you look at it, it is strange.

He hesitated to speak, and finally said in His Majesty's acquiescing eyes: "Yes." Then he led the waiting staff in the room and retreated.

Satisfied, Song Yan sat next to His Majesty: "I'll feed you what Your Majesty wants to eat."

Song Yan snatched the jade chopsticks from Xu Huaiqing's hand and held the plate, obviously looking like she wanted to serve her well.

Xu Huaiqing refused, "I don't need it."

Wang Fu's service is to put the serving chopsticks into his bowl, instead of taking his jade chopsticks and feeding them to his mouth. He is not a child.

Song Yan was reluctant: "How can this be done, His Majesty's bones broke into me last night, and there is no flesh in his body, so I don't feel comfortable holding him."

Song Yan showed a sloppy look, and took a chopstick of tender tofu and fed it to His Majesty's mouth, looking expectantly.

But when His Majesty heard Song Yan's complaints, he couldn't control his coldness: "I am the Son of Heaven, I don't need your hug."

He accuses, is sensitive, throws tantrums, and ends up with words that don't have many ups and downs.

No one had ever been so reckless in front of him, Xu Huaiqing didn't want to admit that he felt that Song Yan was despising him.

What should I do if the female dragon has a bad temper, then kill him!

Song Yan is not a smart person, she stared at His Majesty's lips and said hard: "Take a bite, and I will kiss you if I don't eat!"

Humans are like iron and rice is steel. Human beings will be hungry if they don’t eat for a day. What will happen to the beauties if they are starving?

Xu Huaiqing sneered: "I am the emperor, no one can force me, not even the queen."

It is a common phenomenon in nature that when one party is strong, the other party will be weak.

Song Yan is in such a situation now, the sickly beauty is not weak at all, so his arrogance died down immediately, and he licked his face before he was ready to tolerate the female dragon and said: "I am wrong, I am wrong, then, Would you like to take a bite? One bite."

Xu Huaiqing raised his eyelids and said flatly, "Kiss without eating?"

Song Yan smiled: "How can I? You kiss me, kiss me casually."

But my heart was arrogant and reckless, so I kissed.

Xu Huaiqing seemed to be able to look into Song Yan's eyes with a single glance, and he could see through his careful thoughts, making Song Yan feel guilty like a cool breeze blowing through his heart.

Fortunately, Xu Huaiqing still opened his mouth and ate the tender tofu that was being fed to him.

When Song Yandian went to pick up the second chopsticks, Xu Huaiqing refused and said: "I don't need it, the rest belong to the empress. The empress hasn't left the palace all day, what's the matter?"

Song Yan saw that His Majesty really didn't want to eat, so he moved his chopsticks. His speed was much faster than Xu Huaiqing's, and the wind swept away the rest of the meal.

"Correct."

Xu Huaiqing was silent, because Song Yan ate like she had been hungry for a long time, but it was not ugly, even expensive.

After eating, Song Yan took the handkerchief that Xu Huaiqing handed over and wiped her mouth, showing a greedy look, the delicacies in the world also have a special flavor.

In fact, he doesn't need to eat, but he does as the Romans do, and eating with His Majesty can make him happy.

"Whatever your Majesty wants, I can bring some specialties from... my hometown."

Song Yan's voice faltered, and she lamely referred to the East China Sea as a special product from her hometown.

Xu Huaiqing touched Song Yan's head and asked, "Where is the queen's hometown, and why did she go to the Song family?"

Xu Huaiqing still knew that the queen was not from the Song family, but he didn't go into it.

Song Yan pulled her hand from her head, and squeezed it smoothly: "It's on the East Sea, I was carried to Song's house when I woke up, and became His Majesty's queen."

Xu Huaiqing gently scratched Song Yan's chin with one hand, and pinched Song Yan's ears along the smooth facial contours, knowing.

The queen is a fisherman.

Taking advantage of this time, Song Yan explained Song Da's family in detail, and finally handed over the matter to Xu Huaiqing: "Your Majesty, it's better to find out, the whole family is not open, it's very annoying."

Xu Huaiqing agreed, even if the queen didn't say anything, she still had to investigate and know the truth.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, Xu Huaiqing asked: "What is there in the Queen's hometown?"

"Dragon!"

Song Yan was half-truthful and half-false: "I am such a dragon here, does His Majesty like it or not?"

Xu Huaiqing raised the corners of his lips, and responded: "I like it, drinking dragon blood and eating dragon meat will make me immortal."

Song Yan shook her head, righteously said: "Come on, Your Majesty gnaws lightly."

He put his arm to Xu Huaiqing's mouth, Xu Huaiqing glanced at it, it was strong and powerful, and for a moment he really thought, if he bit it, he wondered if it would leave marks.

Yes, they are all mortals, so the queen is the only one who prefers

Song Yan's arm was photographed by Xu Huaiqing, not caring about his addiction to tongue.

Xu Huaiqing refused, and asked someone to come in to clear the table: "I want to go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Wang Fu, who was instructing people to clean up, thought that His Majesty was ordering him, and immediately looked up, but he didn't know that His Majesty was speaking to the Queen. He lowered his head and didn't understand.

Song Yan kept her with a playful smile, stepped forward and hugged the beauty in her arms: "How can there be Jiaofang Palace in the Palace of Mental Cultivation? Is there me in the Palace of Mental Cultivation?"

In the second half of the sentence, Song Yan deliberately spoke slowly, coaxing with endless meaning.

Song Yan's embrace is hot. It's strange that some people's heat can be transmitted through their clothes.

The hot Xu Huaiqing shuddered, the end of his eyes turned red inexplicably, and he followed Song Yan's words: "There is no queen."

After Xu Huaiqing finished speaking, he lost consciousness and closed his mouth, but Song Yan's smile deepened.

Xu Huaiqing showed a rare expression of embarrassment, and reprimanded: "Presumptuous!"

In Song Yan's eyes, his appearance was extremely cute, coy and embarrassing, Song Yan's heart was so soft that he coaxed: "Okay, I'm presumptuous."

Wang Fu listened to the voice, he had never seen such a majesty, it was different from the previous one.

In the end, His Majesty stayed in Jiaofang Hall, and Wang Fu retreated after preparing the things for His Majesty.

Same as yesterday, Song Yan helped the beauty dry her hair, and then went to wash her own.

After the steam came out, Song Yan saw that Xu Huaiqing was still awake, and felt sweet, so she blew out the candles along the way.

The candle was too bright, making it unreasonable for him to do bad things. The red candle burned all night last night because of the tradition in the world. Taking advantage of the good omen of the red candle, he didn't turn off the light.

Song Yan's physical fitness is good in all aspects, and he can see clearly even in the dark night, but he feels sorry for the small animals that enter his cave.

Song Yan touched the bed and stretched out her hand to hug His Majesty's waist. Who knew that her body was tense, and a part of her waist was hanging in the air, revealing the empty pajamas.

Song Yan called out in doubt, "Your Majesty?"

Xu Huaiqing is not afraid of the dark, but he is afraid of not seeing, and at night he is like a blind man.

Xu Huaiqing opened his eyes wide in the dark night, only felt Song Yan sticking to his side, touching his waist with big hands, messy hair touching his cheeks, but he couldn't see anything, the secret stimulation made him swallow A dry throat.

Don't move, he wanted to say it, but it was a small whimper.

Small animals in general.