Salted fish is pregnant with the emperor's cub after wearing a book

I was tricked into giving birth to a child

"Then tell the truth. As for the inside story, I will explain it clearly to my father and mother." Sangpi Xianyu looked down at his now swollen belly.

It was too difficult to think of a reason, and it was even more difficult to think of a suitable reason, so Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang decisively decided to tell the truth. With his status as the Taoist leader, he would not be beaten up by his father.

The Chinese mirror in the official's room was full of excitement: "Mr. Lang really agrees to go back to Beijing with the official's family?"

The hot temperature at the tips of Yin Yanjun's ears had just dropped, and the corners of Yin Yanjun's lips could not help but rise slightly when he heard this, but in front of Wen Jing, he just nodded lightly: "En."

"That's great, Mr. Lang is now pregnant with a dragon fetus, and it's not safe to stay here. It's better to go back to the palace." Wen Jing was very excited, and in three or four months, there will be another little master in the palace. Now that I am back in Kyoto, there are still a lot of things that need to be arranged.

Wen Jing is gearing up, now that the palace is all under the control of the officials, there must be nothing wrong with it, but the palace servants below still need to be well tuned/taught/taught, and must make Xiao Langjun as comfortable as in Xujia Village , Carefree is good.

"Mr. Xiaolang is too heavy to travel long distances. Now there is enough time before the New Year's Eve. You can walk slowly on the road. You can arrange everything." Yin Yanjun closed the wooden box containing the ancient books, and the expression between his eyebrows showed An imperceptible smile.

"Yes." Wen Jing was about to go out, but was stopped by Yin Yanjun, who stopped and looked back.

"Forget it, you go arrange the carriage first!" Yin Yanjun waved his hand in a somewhat complicated manner.

Wen Jing bowed and left the room.

Yin Yanjun tidied up those ancient books and sat down in front of the book case again, thinking that when he was imprisoned at the beginning, Marquis Wu'an had meritorious service in escorting him, but now he is like this with Mr. Xiaolang... It would be easier to arrange for a lord from other aristocratic families, It happened to be Marquis Wu'an, but it made him feel a little helpless.

Furthermore, today he was able to bring Xiao Langjun back to the capital, mostly because of Xiao Langjun's special physique, otherwise, depending on Xiao Langjun's temperament, how could he coax people into the palace so easily.

Yin Yanjun sighed, facing the lazy and slow little man, he was so decisive and helpless, recalling the reckless appearance of the little man who came to kiss him, his heart was throbbing again, usually His self-denial and etiquette can't be remembered now.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun, are we going back to the capital?" Mu Yu belatedly heard the news from Qi Chen, so he hurried to his Lang Jun's side.

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang nodded lazily: "Hurry up and pack your things, as well as the nursing homes outside and Aunt Li must be properly arranged."

"Aunt Li and those priests of Wenjing, who are guarding the hospital, have already dealt with it. Sir, we are going back to the capital with Taoist Xuanchen!" Whether he can return to Beijing is not important to Mu Yu, what is important is him Mr. Jialang had been entangled with his wife for a long time before Nan/Feng let his wife relax, why is he going back all of a sudden now?

"Well, the child's father's words are still worth considering." Xianyu only hoped that when his mother beat him, she would remember the identity of Taoist Xuanchen and the little Douding in her stomach, and treat him softly. Otherwise, he would have to spread all the grievances he suffered on the Taoist priest again.

After all, if you are thick-skinned, you will get used to it. Xu Yanqing's petty temper towards Taoist Xuanchen made it very natural, but he didn't feel anything wrong at this moment.

"The child's father... who is it?" Mu Yu was still bewildered.

Xu Yanqing glanced at Mu Yu with a look of disgust: "Who do you think?" How did he find such a silly and silly guy to serve him personally, alas, Xianyu sighed.

It was rare for Mu Yu to understand. He instantly matched the inexplicable words that Doctor Xiao Qi said with the Daoist Xuan Chen who was staying in Lang Jun's room in the middle of the night at that time. He widened his eyes in shock: "Lang Jun, Are you ruining Taoist Priest Xuanchen's practice?"

Xu Yanqing clicked his tongue, casually picked up the book on the tea table and patted Mu Yu's head gently: "You are my servant, when did you grow up to Xuanchen like this, or else I would give you Daoist priest to be a servant?"

Still don't know what kind of terrifying existence it is to be sent to Taoist Xuanchen as a servant, Mu Yu smiled naively, raised her head and touched her head: "Mr. Well, in Mu Yu's heart, the gentleman is naturally the most important."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and pack your things, I'll get a headache just looking at you." Xianyu lazily spread the book in his hands and covered his face, he needed to take a good rest because he spent too much time thinking about it today.

There are too many things to pack, and it is definitely not possible to start today. After taking a bath, Xu Yanqing took the ointment prepared by Qi Chen and applied it to his abdomen.

Now his abdomen is like a small watermelon buckled on his body, and his ugly appearance is really unbearable to look at.

After rubbing twice, Xianyu only felt a pain in his wrist, so he lazily threw the ointment on the bedside, and Yin Yanjun happened to see this scene when he walked in.

"Xiao Lang-jun's wrist is uncomfortable?" Yin Yanjun walked slowly to the side of the bed, put away the ointment that Xiao Lang-jun casually threw beside the pillow, and his eyes fell on Xiao Lang-jun warmly.

As soon as he saw Daoist Xuanchen, Sangpi Xianyu couldn't help thinking of the scene of his abrupt Daoist today, coughed pretendingly, and said just now: "It seems a little uncomfortable."

"It's true that some people's wrists will feel uncomfortable in the sixth and seventh months of pregnancy. I'll apply a hot handkerchief to Xiao Langjun." As he said that, Yin Yanjun got up calmly, and before Xu Yanqing could react, he had already walked outside the door.

Soon Yin Yanjun came back with a pot of hot water. The Taoist priest, who was as breezy and as pine as bamboo, seemed to have fallen into the mundane world. Cold and lonely.

Xianyu was thinking wildly, and his wrist was pulled by Taoist Xuanchen, and the hot handkerchief was applied to his wrist, and the soreness was greatly relieved.

Looking up from Xu Yanqing's point of view, you can see the gentle and serious gaze of the Taoist priest and the long eyelashes. Xu Yanqing felt a strange sense of confusion in his heart.

Couldn't help raising the other hand, fingertips lightly touched Xuanchen Daoist's crow-colored eye feathers, Xu Yanqing said in a low voice: "The Daoist really has an incomparably handsome face." Can't help but become a thick-skinned hooligan, especially coveted.

Yin Yanjun blinked slowly, and the tips of his ears began to turn red and hot again. He stared at Xiao Langjun's eyes tenderly and embarrassedly: "But mortals, it is my chance to make Xiao Lang Jun see through."

"However, as an emperor, it is really surprising that the Taoist priest has never had a heart-wrenching person in his [-]s." Xianyu blinked his big round eyes.

Yin Yanjun cleaned the veil again, held Xiao Langjun's other hand and applied it to him, his expression was cold for a moment, and then he said shallowly: "Xiao Langjun wants to hear me talk about those rotten things in the world. Past in the court?"

In the past, Xianyu would have repeatedly waved his hands to express his refusal to those complicated and life-threatening palace secrets.

Now, looking at Taoist Priest Xuanchen's calm and cold eyes, he seemed to be able to feel the emotional ups and downs in the other party's heart at the moment, so he said without thinking: "I will naturally listen to Taoist Priest's past."

A slight smile appeared on Yin Yanjun's face when he heard the words, and he threw back the warm handkerchief in his hand into the basin, and then slowly said: "I was born as the prince of Liang, and I have been watched by the former court and the harem. , you need to be cautious in your words and deeds in every move.”

Gently kneading Xiao Langjun's sore wrist, Yin Yanjun's tone did not have much emotional ups and downs: "The first emperor loved the noble concubine, so tired that I could only live in a Taoist temple to pray for the emperor when I was young. Fortunately, I There is still a bit of talent, and he has never fallen into the face of the prince."

The prince took the initiative to give in and live in a shallow place, but the noble concubine made progress and refused to let go of any opportunity to humiliate Yin Yanjun.

So the first emperor issued an imperial decree to marry the crown prince, and Yin Yanjun knelt in front of the hall for a whole day and night, but still failed to make the first emperor take back the imperial decree.

The crown prince practiced in the Taoist temple when he was a teenager, and now he is forced to marry a woman who has a heart for him as the crown princess. After the wedding, Yin Yanjun made all the arrangements, and he can reach an agreement with the crown princess.

However, the concubine concubine who was bestowed by the former emperor was arrogant, so she naturally looked down on the prince who was born in a Taoist temple and had been neglected by the emperor.

So she listened to the imperial concubine's instigation, and poisoned the prince in the wedding room with a love poison that would kill him forever, and almost killed Yin Yanjun with a single knife.

"It's a pity that the knife didn't really kill me. After all, I still inherited the throne." Yin Yanjun smiled lightly: "I have never had a wife or child in my life, nor have I ever had feelings for anyone." Only the little man in front of him is an exception, who unexpectedly appeared in his ordinary life.

Although Xiao Langjun is lazy, he has a fiery and bright personality inside, which makes him forget the commonplace and think about it.

Originally, the emperor in the novel was just a background board that could restrain the paranoid male supporting role, and his only role was to promote the plot development of the male and female protagonists.

But Taoist Priest Xuanchen in front of Xu Yanqing now is a real flesh and blood body, he can laugh, get angry, and get hurt.

Xu Yanqing blinked blankly, and suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart. He raised his hand and hugged the cold Taoist priest into his arms, and gently patted the Taoist priest's back with his slightly rounded palm: "The Taoist priest must have been very sad at that time!"

The coldness and fear of his biological father, the power and calculations of the harem, finally pushed the Taoist priest to such a high position, and he really became a lonely family.

Yin Yanjun was slightly taken aback by Xiao Langjun's hug, and then with a light smile in his eyes, he raised his hand to stroke Xiao Langjun's soft hair: "Yes, I am also a mortal, naturally will be sad too."

But that was him many years ago, now that the dust has settled, the past has long since vanished, so why should he indulge in the past.

The little Douding in his belly suddenly started to move in his belly, Xu Yanqing seemed to suddenly think of something, raised his hand and let go of the Taoist priest, took the other's hand and put it on his belly, and said earnestly: "If you think so, give me a marriage This kind of thing is simply a heinous crime, especially the kind of marriage that goes against the wishes of the parties is even more hated, so the Taoist priest should not easily give marriages to others in the future."

At any rate, she was pregnant for ten months and had worked so hard to bring up her baby. The only thing Xu Yanqing can do for Xiao Douding right now is to let Xiao Douding get rid of the marriage gift and her fate of being a paranoid male partner.

Yin Yanjun was a little dazed, Xiao Langjun's thought jumped too fast, and somehow it was transferred to the gift of marriage. At the moment, Xiao Douding under his palm was active, tossing back and forth in Xiao Langjun's belly.

"Xiao Langjun just seemed to have pain in his wrist, so he didn't apply the medicine properly?" Yin Yanjun suddenly remembered the action of the other party throwing the ointment when he first entered Xiao Langjun's room.

So he raised his hand to bring over the ointment beside the pillow, and his cold and warm eyes fell on the little man's abdomen: "Little man is getting older and older, and the child will also grow older with each month. This ointment must be needed." Apply it well."

Xianyu was embarrassed to ask the Taoist priest to help him apply the medicine, but he was persuaded by the Taoist priest's words. After all, compared with the unstoppable itching in his stomach, it seems that saving face for a while is not so important.

So Xianyu decided very cheekily to give Taoist priest a little time to spend with the future prince.

Mr. Xiao Lang raised his hand and pulled up his shirt, revealing his round and tender belly. The ointment prepared by Qi Chen was very useful. The uncontrollable itch before the outbreak.

With warm eyes, Yin Yanjun raised his hand to take the ointment and slowly melted it in the palm of his hand, and then carefully applied it on Xiao Langjun's abdomen.

The moment Taoist Xuanchen's warm palm fell on his abdomen, Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang only felt his skin go numb. This feeling was a bit strange, but he could tell that it was not uncomfortable.

Xiao Douding seemed to be very excited today, wherever his father's palm fell, he moved slowly there, as if he was playing with his father.

Mr. Xiao Lang couldn't help yawning, and fell asleep on the pillow. By the time Yin Yanjun applied the ointment for him, Mr. Xiao Lang had already been immersed in sleep.

Pulling down Xiao Langjun's clothes to cover his round and white abdomen, and then pulling the blanket on the side to cover it, Yin Yanjun washed his hands with the water that he gave Xiao Langjun before.

Quietly looking at the sleeping little man, Yin Yanjun's eyes were gentle and focused, the little man was as warm and fiery as he imagined, at the moment when the little man hugged him, his heart was in every possible way, but there was no time yet, His little gentleman...

He raised his hand and lightly rubbed Xiao Langjun's cheek, hugged him and put him in the bed, before Yin Yanjun got up and left.

When Xu Yanqing got up the next day, it was already bright outside. Mu Yu stood in front of the chicken coop and said goodbye to his last few chickens. That fat doll of Aning.

Wen Jing found several carriages from nowhere, stopped at the door and waited for Mr. Xu to wake up, and then loaded all the luggage packed yesterday in Mr. Xiaolang's room into the carriage.

"Let them take care of those small things. My lord, come and eat." Aunt Zhao pulled the little man who was standing at the door watching the excitement back to the kitchen, lest the servants who carried the luggage would bump into the little man. .

Even though she was about to leave Xujia Village today, Aunt Zhao still made a hearty breakfast, and Qi Chen went to Xu Yanqing's side, holding a meat bun in his hand.

"Oh, I'm leaving Xujia Village today, and I'm really reluctant to say it." Qi Chen shook his head and sighed.

Xu Yanqing glanced at him, and jokingly said: "I'm afraid that if you leave Xujia Village, there won't be those aunts who will take you to gossip with you!"

Qi Chen waved his hand: "Then how can it be called gossip? I call it experiencing life in the countryside. Maybe I can write a book of peerless words by then."

"So you have an idea now, let's hear it?" Xu Yanqing looked over curiously. He had heard Qi Chen talk about writing a storybook before, and thought that the other party was just joking. Could it be that he really moved his mind!

The person involved in the storybook was right in front of him, and Qi Chen couldn't help feeling a little guilty: "I'm still in the conception stage, and I'll discuss it with you after a while when I have a clue."

Discussion is impossible to discuss. In order to prevent Xu Yanqing from grabbing him for a while, Qi Chen decided to hide the book of his unique and unparalleled words in the future. know.

"Cut." Xu Yanqing opened his mouth and took a bite of the meatball: "I also said that I am not talking big, I expect you to write a storybook, why don't you ask Taoist Wenjing to help you find more!"

"Yes, Lang Jun should let Taoist Wen Jing help to find it!" Qi Chen nodded again and again, and had to say that the scriptures that Lang Jun shared with him before are very delicious, even more interesting than the ones he collected. , I have to say that Daoist Wen Jing is really a wonderful person!

Wen Jing moved quickly, and he led the servants to quickly load all the luggage into the carriage.

Yin Yanjun put down the pen and ink in his hand, and handed the letter to Wen Jing: "First send Xinying to send the secret letter back to Kyoto."

Wen Jing took the letter from the official's hand, walked out of the room, but saw Mr. Xu Xiaolang walking over with a lacquer plate, he rushed to meet him, intending to take the lacquer plate from Mr. Xiaolang: "Xiao Lang Why are you here, but you have other things to order?"

"It's nothing, you go and do your work first. I heard Aunt Zhao said that the boss hasn't eaten yet, so I brought some food over." The things in his hands were not heavy, so Xu Yanqing didn't pass the lacquer plate to Wen Jing .

There was a smile on Wen Jing's face, seeing Mr. Xiao Lang walked into the room safely, he was relieved to do what the official told him.

"The Taoist priest is really a busy person, and he can't even take care of a meal early in the morning." Xiao Langjun pushed the lacquer plate in front of Xuanchen Taoist priest, and his big round eyes were full of thick banter.

Yin Yanjun's eyes were gentle, and there was a slight smile in his eyes: "The affairs of the capital are now in the hands of Prince Huai, so I don't need to worry too much, but if Mr. You have to organize it well.”

Xianyu never expected that he was the one who was teasing Taoist Xuanchen, but in the end the Taoist directed the topic to him instead.

So the little man, not to be outdone, came up with the idea of ​​teasing people: "That's right, the palace is so big, and I am a little man, so I have to choose a remote courtyard for me to live in. I think I am also pitiful and deceived by others." She became pregnant with a child, and ended up being hidden in a deep palace by the Taoist priest in the end, the law of heaven is unfair!"

Mr. Xiao Lang pretended to cry, his delicate and beautiful face flaunted recklessly, and Yin Yanjun's eyes showed a touch of doting: "Then Mr. Lang doesn't want to live in the deep palace, can you give me some pointers, and what should I do?" Where is Mr. Xiao Lang placed?"

"That's all, I don't take the initiative to say this kind of thing, and the Taoist priest still hesitates. Shouldn't I, who is as beautiful as a flower and pregnant with a dragon seed, live in the Jiaofang Palace!" Xu Yanqing pretended to cry hypocritically: "Sure enough, it turned out that I was unworthy, and the Taoist priest was so ungrateful."

"Hahaha!" Xiao Langjun finally couldn't play this drama of crusading against heartless people. It was really the Taoist priest's breezy face that made him unable to put Chen Shimei's ungrateful, wife-abandoning and child-abandoning persona on the other side.

"Master Dao, let's eat quickly!" Mr. Xiao Lang smiled happily and motioned for the food on the lacquer plate.

Yin Yanjun glanced at Xiao Langjun faintly with a smile on his face, and bowed his head to eat under Xiao Langjun's repeated urging.

After Ah Ning knew that the little uncle and Taoist Xuanchen were leaving Xujia Village today, she reluctantly teased one and the other, and finally hugged the little uncle's thigh with red eyes and cried very sadly.

Yin Yanjun supported Xiao Langjun's waist from behind, so that the fat baby would not throw Xiao Langjun down. Finally, seeing Xiao Langjun looking helpless in front of the crying fat baby, he generously extended a helping hand , Pull the fat doll away.

"A-Ning is also learning to read and write now. As long as you study hard, you will have to go to Beijing to catch the exam sooner or later. At that time, you can play with your little uncle again." Yin Yanjun patted the fat doll's furry head, three Two sentences calmed down the crying fat baby.

Sangpi Xianyu on the side couldn't help sighing again, the Taoist priest's good temper will definitely get rid of the original plot in the future and be a very good father.

In the end, the fat baby obediently nestled back into her mother's arms after wrapping the little uncle Salted Fish in his arms.

"Why did you leave in such a hurry, the family couldn't prepare anything." Xu Yuan brought his family over to send Xu Yanqing farewell.

Xu Yanqing replied with a smile: "Originally, I planned to stay for a while, but Taoist Xuanchen's family has an urgent matter and needs to go back to deal with it as soon as possible. It just so happens that we return to Beijing together, and we will take care of each other on the way."

It is said that they did not prepare anything, but Xu Yuan and his family still prepared a lot of specialties from Xujia Village: "Your father liked to eat these things when he was a child, but at that time the family was too poor to afford them, and now we can live a good life. It's booming, when you go back to Kyoto and tell your father that you want to eat, send a letter, and I'll find someone to take it with you."

Listening to the elder's advice, Mr. Xiao Lang nodded repeatedly.

Finally Xu Yuan patted Xiao Langjun on the shoulder: "Be careful on the road, remember to say hello to your parents for Uncle Yuan."

Xu Yanqing was supported by Yin Yanjun into the carriage, and the motorcade drove slowly, slowly disappearing before everyone's eyes.

Aning, who was nestled in his mother's arms, burst into tears when he saw this, and it took a long time for his mother to coax her tears to stop.

Xu Yuan belatedly turned his head and approached Sun and said, "Why do I feel that Ah Qing looks a lot fatter than when he first came here, isn't it because he is sick?"

Mrs. Sun patted him angrily: "Look at what you said, it's better to be fat than to be thin. Besides, we can't rely on Fengshui in our Xujia Village to support people!"

Although Xu Yuan still felt that something was wrong, he was very sensible and didn't continue arguing with his wife, and the family walked towards the door.