After falling in love with the emperor at first sight, I became the queen

It's hard for An Jingyun to tell what kind of feeling this is. The panic is real, the bewilderment is real, and the unprepared turn to face An Liulin, the liking in his eyes that can't be concealed is also real.

In the past five years, how many times he secretly hid under the quilt and cried, how many times he secretly scolded An Liulin, and how long he was disappointed, only in exchange for An Liulin's change of heart now.

He is so bad.

But he is so bad, even if he is so bad, An Jingyun is still reluctant to break up with him. He feels that it is unfair and unwilling, so he wants to make up. If An Liulin doesn't care about him this time, then they really will There will be no future, but if An Liulin cares about him...

"Jing Yun, Jing Yun..." An Liulin called him twice, brought his mind back, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and pressed a warm kiss on his forehead, "You're scaring me to death .”

An Jingyun didn't say anything, just reached out to take the teacup handed over by the servant, and rinsed his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth, he raised his head, facing three pairs of eyes, looking straight at him.

For a moment he was speechless.

An Liulin didn't seem to know where to put his hands would be better, he had heard the second lady's words just now, but now he still thought about it, and couldn't help but want to ask An Jingyun: "Is... what's wrong? "

An Jingyun leaned against him, and whispered uncomfortably, "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach."

An Liulin became a little anxious, and said to him, "Did I take you out to eat something wrong tonight? Let's go to the doctor, shall we? I'll take you to the doctor right away..." As he spoke, he picked up An Jing Cloud is about to go out the door.

The second old master hurriedly stopped him: "Young master, stay on your feet——Young master, stay on your feet. The mansion has already invited a doctor, and he must be here soon. I don't know the place where you live, why don't you wait in the house for a while?"

An Jingyun also tugged at his clothes and said, "I'm fine, let me down."

An Liulin didn't let him go, but carried him back to An Jingyun's courtyard.

Sure enough, the doctor came in a short while. An Jingyun was lying on the bed, and he could see how nervous he was from his eyes that kept looking around.

An Liulin stood at the head of the bed, hooked his hand slightly and touched his forehead, and kept a hundred words in his mouth for a while, but kept them all in his mouth.

"Congratulations, this young master is very happy—" the doctor stroked his beard and said.

The second madam was overjoyed, and said bluntly that was great, then she looked complacent again, couldn't help but touched the second master beside her with her elbow, and whispered something to him.

The one with the least reaction was An Liulin. He even stood there blankly for a long while without moving, until there were no other people around, he carefully shifted his gaze to An Jingyun's stomach, and spoke slowly: "Madam... Can I touch..."

Some unspeakable emotions were hidden in An Jingyun's black and white eyes. He looked at An Liulin for a while, and said in a low voice, "Then touch it..." As soon as he finished speaking, he was lifted up, and quickly He was rubbed into An Liulin's arms, and An Liulin's hands were hanging gently on his stomach, not daring to touch him at all.

Seeing his nervous appearance, An Jingyun suddenly felt like laughing, stretched out his hand from his side, took his hand and placed it on his stomach, without hesitation: "Touch it."

Only then did An Liulin start to act presumptuously. First, he stuck to that spot and touched it cautiously. He raised his head and asked An Jingyun, "Will it hurt? Did I push too hard?" The palm gradually fell elsewhere.

This feeling is so novel, separated by a layer of belly, he and An Jingyun's child are lying in it, there is no closer relationship than this, his head shook, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and turned to hug An Jingyun , rubbed his head against his shoulder and neck, touched him lightly with warm lips, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Ma'am, let's break up, okay?"

An Jingyun didn't say yes or no, he just lowered his head and tilted his head slightly.

"Ma'am...Ma'am, I was really wrong, I was a big bastard, Ma'am is so good, how could I do such a bastard thing, it's my fault, madam, madam, my good madam..."

"I promise that there will never be a next time—if I treat you badly, then let me be thundered—" the last word was not uttered, but An Jingyun stretched out his hand to cover it back.

"Ma'am?" An Liulin clasped his hand to prevent him from running away, his voice was full of pitiful temptation.

An Jingyun asked him to let go, then moved away from him, and lay down on the inside of the bed, "Mother didn't prepare another room for you."

An Liulin was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. He threw off the quilt and rushed to the bed, but was pushed back by An Jingyun: "You haven't changed your clothes, it's so dirty..." After that, he threw off the quilt and thought Get out of bed, muttering, "I didn't wash up either..."

"I'll take you there, sweetheart, I'll take you to wash it up, okay?" An Liulin ordered someone to fetch hot water, and trapped An Jingyun under the blanket to prevent him from going to the ground.

"Are you hungry? Are you sleepy? Are you feeling sick in your stomach?"

"What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll go and buy it for you."

"I just said something to my mother, and my eyes are red..."

An Jingyun got a little impatient when asked, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him: "You are so noisy..."

An Liulin stopped talking, rubbed his head on his shoulder, waited for the water to come, then slowly hugged An Jingyun up, looked down and found that he had fallen asleep.

He took off An Jingyun's clothes and hugged him into the tub. The water was very hot but not too hot. It was just the right temperature for An Jingyun now. He seemed extremely tired until An Liulin washed his body for him. After drying off the water and carrying him back to the bed, there was no response, and he slept like a pig.

An Liulin washed up lightly and went back to the room, put out the candles in the room, quietly lifted the quilt and lay down, put his arms around An Jingyun's body, and slept next to him.

When he woke up the next day, An Jingyun unconsciously leaned against a warm place, and threw himself into An Liulin's arms behind him. A hard object was pressed against his back. He suddenly opened his eyes, his mind was lost. Waking up in a daze for a moment—ah, it’s dawn.

As soon as he moved, An Liulin opened his eyes.

"Ma'am, did you sleep well?" He was also half asleep, leaned into An Jingyun's neck and kissed his neck, and asked in a hoarse voice.

An Jingyun pushed his hands away and sat up on the bed, it was already dawn outside.

When they washed up and sat down at the dining table, the servants of the Anfu suddenly realized something was wrong—was this couple a little too quiet?

They are all old people in the house. An Jingyun even remembers the names of a few servants and maids. Some of them grew up watching An Jingyun, so they naturally know how lively he is, but now, some are too quiet. No, it's not like him.

Although An Liulin was not that quiet, he didn't talk much, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

"Uncle, Master Jingyun, Master Luoyun is going back to the mansion today, if the second wife says she doesn't want to go, she doesn't have to go to the front hall, so as not to see and hear bad words." The maid told them.

An Liulin didn't know much about the An family, so he asked directly after hearing the words: "Who is that?"

The maid slightly bent over, and replied: "Young Master Luoyun is born of the eldest lady. He married into the prime minister's residence in his early years, and is the wife of the prime minister's son."

Prime Minister's Mansion?

An Liulin seemed to have an impression, he remembered that the prime minister's son was a person obsessed with wine and sex, not a good thing.

"Let's go, after all, he is from the Prime Minister's Mansion." An Jingyun said, wiped his mouth, stood up and wanted to leave.

An Liulin grabbed his wrist and frowned: "I'll accompany you."

An Jingyun looked at him, bowed his head and hummed.

An Luoyun's appearance has changed a bit, at least he doesn't look very good, he is a bit too thin, but his eyes are still so shrewd.

He was sitting on a chair, wearing a dark red shirt, and when he saw someone approaching the door, he looked up, first he smiled, and his voice was a bit shrill: "I don't know who it is, it turned out to be Young Master Jing Yun."

An Jingyun frowned, and heard him continue to say: "Why, it's strange that people who haven't come back once in five years are coming back now."

This remark was irritating, the second lady had a bad temper, and was about to talk about theory, but heard a voice coming from the door.

An Liulin protected An Jingyun, and said in a calm voice, "Why, I have to tell you in advance once I bring my wife back?"

"Mr. An..."

"My uncle is here, hurry up, get a chair." The second lady saw it, and hurriedly asked someone to prepare an extra chair.

An Liulin is the third young master of Zhennan Houfu. In the past two years, he has led the army to win many battles. The most important thing is that he also has a brother-in-law who is the queen of the dynasty. Know that his status is the highest person in the house now.

An Liulin led An Jingyun to the seat, but he didn't let him sit down directly, but asked someone to get the cushion.

"I'm not so delicate..." An Jingyun was a little embarrassed, and pulled An Liulin's clothes to make him stop being so motivating.

The second lady smiled and said: "Hey, you don't know yet, we Jing Yun is pregnant, and we just asked the doctor to come over yesterday, look at how cautious our uncle is."

Both Da Furen and An Luoyun's complexion became bad, because An Luoyun was not pregnant for five years, not only that, even though he has the name of the prime minister's mansion, anyone with a discerning eye knows that An Luoyun must also have a bad life .

Bringing the cushion over, An Liulin carefully placed it on him, helped him to sit down, and sat beside him.

Why is An Liulin also a military commander? When he suddenly became serious, he had a fierce aura, and pointed at An Luoyun: "Speaking of which, it was not a coincidence when I met my wife, and later I asked someone to check and found that Those two people died so quietly, I don't know what Young Master Luoyun knows?"

An Luoyun's expression changed obviously. He was indeed involved in that incident at the beginning, and he originally wanted to find someone to scare An Jingyun, but how could he have thought that An Liulin would meet him, not only did he meet, but he was even caught. What can I do?I had to deal with it privately.

An Jingyun turned to look at An Liulin, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

An Liulin chuckled, reached out and touched his head, and whispered to him: "Silly madam, I'll tell you when I get back."

In exchange, An Jingyun gave him a glare.