Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 266 Young Master's Body is Delicate and Soft, Not Easy to Push Down (33)

There was a hint of helplessness in Bei'er's ice-blue eyes.

Just after arriving at Zhaoyang Hall for a while, the imperial husband started giving birth to them.

How could someone as solemn and solemn as Her Majesty the Queen speak to give birth?

Bei'er said that he was a bit out of sorts at the moment.

Although in the plane of this female venerable, she does not have to take on the important task of giving birth to children.

However, Sikong Zhao, who was coughing lightly because of his weakness, looked to the side with ice blue eyes.

Carefully observe the expression on his face, and after a while, you can see bloodthirsty and murderous aura in his cold moon-like eyes. Although the knowledge flashed by, she was still captured by her.

So it seems that Sikong Zhao is extremely angry about having a baby at this moment, and she doesn't have the guts to ask Sikong Zhao to give birth to her. After all, if he gives birth, he will definitely have to open his abdomen and take out the fetus. With his current sick and weak body covered in cold poison, it is really not certain that he will be able to give birth to a child, even if he is born, he will not be able to live.

After all, she felt that the head on her neck was still quite beautiful, and she didn't want it to move at all.

then,

With a sassy voice, she said to the queen, "Mother, I have no plans to have children for the time being. I only want to make the Dayun Dynasty more prosperous and the people live and work in peace and contentment."

His tone paused, he turned around, and took Sikong Zhao's somewhat thin but well-articulated hand. The corners of his beautiful eyes were slightly raised, and he said affectionately, "As for the children's affairs, I just want to let nature take its course. After all, Zhao'er His body is still a little weak."

"If you forcibly have a child, it will be harmful to his body. My son wants to wait until his cold poison is cured and his body recovers before having a child."

Sikong Zhao was held by Bei'er's warm palm, because she had thin calluses on the palm of her hand when holding the sword all the year round, which made his palm feel a strange itchy feeling, scratching his heart was extremely irritable, and his lower abdomen was in the morning. That feeling came again, and he tried to suppress it.

Eyelids lifted slightly, looking at her with deep and stern eyes like a cold moon.

For some reason, I wanted her to comfort me in my heart.

The queen sat beside her husband, and after hearing Bei Er's words, she could see the same thoughts in each other's eyes. Sure enough, her daughter had grown up, had her own ideas, and knew how to sympathize with her husband. Smile.

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After lunch with the queen and her husband in Zhaoyang Palace.

Bei'er took Sikong Zhao to prepare to return home.

When passing by the imperial garden, I ran into the royal husband whom I hadn't seen for a long time and his fourth prince Bei Yun.

However, in the Dayun Dynasty, the princes were not comparable to the queens. Their fate when they grew up, the princes who were not favored by the queen were basically married to other countries, and the princes who were favored had a better fate and would marry young talents.

"Hey, isn't this His Royal Highness the Empress Dowager? Is this taking your wife to Zhaoyang Palace to pay her respects?" The husband said with a contemptuous smile with affectionate eyes.

Bei'er nodded faintly, and gave a faint "hmm".

Seeing that Bei'er was being so unreasonable to his father, the fourth prince, Bei Yun, said angrily: "Father talks to you, what's your attitude?"

Sikong Zhao, who was following Bei'er, looked at the arrogant father and son in front of him, his eyes darkened. Although he hated this woman very much, it was his own thing after all, how could he allow others to insult her.

"What are you? She is the empress dowager of the Dayun Dynasty. Where do you have the courage to talk to her like that?" His words were extremely indifferent, his expression was extremely indifferent, and his eyes were extremely cold-blooded.

The fourth prince Bei Yun felt that his eyes were like a cold-blooded snake that could bite off his own neck at any time, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the royal husband.

Seeing her beloved son being bullied, the imperial lady raised her hand and slapped Sikong Zhaoxue in the face, "What are you, dare to talk to my Yun'er like this, I hope I won't teach you a lesson. "

　The last chapter was deleted by hundreds of words, and it did not meet the requirement of [-] words, so now I can only publish [-] words.

　　As for what was deleted, I don't know.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)