The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

When An Changqing was a child, for a long time, he did not understand why he was the only son of his father who suffered cold eyes. +++Cartino novel website www.readwn.com Whether it is a New Year's family dinner or a dinner at another home, he is the one that has been ignored and forgotten. By the way, there are always people ridiculing Aunt Yu's days when he was favored. The more he listened to those days when he didn't remember the good times, the more he felt aggrieved. It's not that he doesn't envy the two elder brothers, it's just that when he is disappointed, he has learned not to expect.

However, this doubt is always buried deep in my heart. He didn't dare to ask the Yu family, for fear of hurting his mother's heart. The only time he uttered his grievances was to Xiao Zhige. Later, under Xiao Zhige's persuasion, he learned to let go of the so-called father-son relationship, and no longer had any expectations for An Zhike.

However, when he decided to let it go, the questions that he had often buried in his heart when he was young, but at this moment had an answer unexpectedly.

Such a ridiculous and ridiculous answer really fits An Zhike's selfishness.

The unwillingness that An Changqing had left in her heart just disappeared.

He looked at Yu's worried expression and held her hand softly and comforted: "Red lines are just a small matter. In fact, I wrote to my mother to say that it was for another thing..."

Speaking of this, An Changqing paused, a little hard to speak, he subconsciously looked back at Xiao Zhige, touching the tolerance and encouragement of the man's eyes. He slowly let out a foul breath, and watched the Yu family continue to say: "...Mother, do you still remember the Shark race mentioned in my letter? The Shark race is not divided into men and women, and all people with red stripes are fertile..."

"I probably have the blood of the Shark race, and I can also... can give birth." Looking at Yu's expression nervously, An Changqing subconsciously (touched Mo) (touched Mo) the flat belly, and finally said the secret of the two I left my mouth: "I have been pregnant for nearly four months now, my mother...is going to be a grandmother."

Yu seemed to understand, but didn't seem to understand, looking at him with a dazed expression.

An Changqing was afraid of frightening her, so she didn't say anything again. After a while, she heard Yu exhale deeply: "It's true? Will it hurt your body?"

After speaking, he pulled An Changqing up and down to look up and down, his eyes finally fell on his lower abdomen, and his expression became a little hesitant: "It's been almost four months, why don't you show any thoughts? Is the doctor wrong? Our family Where's the blood of the Shark Race..."

Halfway through, I suddenly remembered that my parents were unknown. It's really hard to tell about blood. Her expression (color) was dim, and finally she sighed deeply, and her face (showing) guilt (color): "It's your mother who made you tired." Because she was born in a brothel, a pair of children have been criticized since childhood. The bloodline of the parents is unknown, the eldest son is obviously a man, but he is pregnant again.

"How can there be me without a mother? Why is it bothersome to talk between mother and child?" An Changqing felt guilty when she saw her, and quickly took her hand to comfort: "Although I felt a little weird at first, but the days have grown, I feel that It would be nice to have a child."

"The prince is also happy, isn't it?" An Changqing vaguely hit Xiao Zhige with his elbow, and winked at him.

Xiao Zhige immediately echoed: "Hey here is right. This is the blood of me and here, and we all look forward to this child. It's just that it is rare for a man to have children. Just in case, I just wanted to ask. Does the mother-in-law know."

The Yu family remembered it seriously, but she did not know her parents and relatives at all. Since the memory, she grew up in a brothel. When she was young, an old mother and female husband taught her poetry, book etiquette, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. When he got older and his reputation spread, he began to go out to entertain the guests who came here, and later... he fell in love with An Zhike and was carried into Anfu by a small sedan chair.

"I really don't know that there is only one piece of Pisces jade pendant left in the infant by the relatives. Because the jade pendant is engraved with the word "Yu", my surname is "Yu"."

Originally thought Yu would know something, but unexpectedly even she didn't know it. An Changqing and Xiao Zhige looked at each other, sighed secretly, but didn't say much on the face, lest the Yu family blamed themselves again: "Mother doesn't know, just forget it. The prince will send someone to investigate again. Today, the boats and cars are tired. I have asked An Fu to clean up the yard, so why not go and rest first."

Yu sighed and could only follow them to the backyard to settle.

It was already afternoon when the group arrived in Yanzhou. After receiving the wind banquet, they went to the study to discuss for a while. When they came out, the sky (color) was already dim. An Changqing accompanied Yu to the newly cleaned yard. The maids have neatly put all the cages and utensils in place. These maids were originally peasant daughters picked from Zhuangzi, but after being taught, they came to serve the Yu clan and An Xianyu. Now the few who have brought Yanzhou are more clever and neat. Everything is properly arranged without the owner's account.

Seeing that the yard was all in order and couldn't help much, An Changqing sat for a while, and then went back to the main room with Xiao Zhige.

He is lethargic these days and has to rest every morning. Xiao Zhige already knew his habits. When he finished washing, he brought a small tub with warm water at the right temperature for An Changqing to soak his feet.

In August, when the weather was hot, An Changqing was wearing a cropped coat, with a thin white calf (exposed) outside. A pair of soft-soled shoes were stepped on his feet. Xiao Zhige didn't care if the work was supposed to be done by someone else. When An Changqing sat down by the bed, he personally took off his shoes and asked him to soak his feet.

An Changqing failed in the first few protests, and stopped making senseless struggles. He obediently rubbed his fingers on the soles of his feet. It is said that this is a method learned from Hu Shifei, which can not only activate blood circulation to make the fetus grow better, but also prevent calf edema.

The man knelt on one knee by the water basin, put one of his feet on his knees, bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows to knead the soles of his feet, Su Ri’s hard face would only soften when facing An Changqing. The gentle look that no one can see (color).

An Changqing pursed her lips, and a narrow smile appeared on her lips: "If people know that the Northern Warlord will wash the princess' feet at home, I'm afraid it will be prestigious."

"Majesty is facing outsiders." Xiao Zhige didn't look up, and concentrated on pressing the soles of his feet: "Hey, it's naturally different from them."

I wanted to tease, but unexpectedly he was poked into a sour heart by his words. An Changqing curled up his toes, tapped his toes on his (chest xiong), and suddenly said, "The prince is also different."

Xiao Zhige raised his eyes to look at him, with affection in his eyes.

An Changqing smiled and told him what he had kept in his heart for a long time: "I only give birth to the prince." If it is someone else, even if he has foreign blood, he will never agree to give birth to a man as a man. It doesn't matter whether it is dangerous or not, it's just that his inherent concepts for more than ten years have made him unable to accept a man as another man to give birth to children.

But if this person is replaced by Xiao Zhige, all unacceptable and uneasy will turn into joy.

Just as he can cut off his blood without accepting concubines for him, he can also overcome psychological discomfort for him and overcome the panic of the alien. As long as I think that the "seed" that is still growing in my stomach is the bloodline created by the two together, all the uneasiness will turn into firmness.

And Xiao Zhige's words and deeds are the source of his firm belief.

Now that I think about my previous life, in addition to regretting the cowardice and timidity of the previous life, I am more happy for this life. Dixi God gave him a chance to come again. On the day of his wedding, Dixi summoned the courage to hold the hand he stretched out.

That's why we have this day by day company. Regardless of ups and downs, they will always pass by.

Xiao Zhige wiped his feet with a cloth towel (dry gan), and cherished a light (kiss wen) on the back of his instep: "Thanks for your hard work."

An Changqing took advantage of the situation and rolled the quilt to the side of the bed, only half of his face and a pair of smiling eyes appeared: "There is no hard work for the prince."

Xiao Zhige didn't react at first, but didn't realize it until he saw his meaningful smile, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, Xiao Zhige took a deep look at him, and said, "No hard work, I'll pour water."

After speaking, he raised the water basin, although his steps were still steady, but his back was embarrassed and fled.

After pouring the water back, An Changqing was still waiting for him. When he (takes off the tuo) shoes (goes on the shang) bed, he takes the initiative to snuggle into his arms.

After confirming that he was pregnant, Xiao Zhige has been behaving, and when he was really uncomfortable, he went outside to practice martial arts and then came back. An Changqing thought about the question she had secretly asked, and wickedly moved closer to him.

Xiao Zhige breathed slightly, and restrained his shoulders to prevent him from moving.

An Changqing bulged and murmured, "Doctor Hu said that after the first three months..."

Xiao Zhige was a little moved by what he said, and then he thought that he was a man, and he was different from a woman (pregnant). She didn't dare to take any risks, she pressed her lips restrained, pressed his big hand on his back, hugged the person firmly, and whispered: "Don't talk, sleep."

The plan failed, An Changqing squatted her mouth, and put her face on his (chest xiong) mouth, and fell asleep honestly.

***

On the second day, An Changqing accompanied Yu and An Xianyu out. In Yejing, the rules were big, and the female relatives of big families seldom went out on weekdays. When you arrive in Yanzhou, you don't have to worry about so much, you can go out anytime you want to go out.

Yanzhou City was much more lively than An Changqing first came. Without the harassment of the Beidi people, shops and stalls large and small were re-opened, and the shouts of buying and selling and bargaining were endless.

The business of buying and selling was not so good. However, since nearly 10,000 "White Ding Army" were exiled to Yanzhou, the population of Yanzhou has increased dramatically. And because these migrants have participated in the reinforcement of the city wall and the construction of the outer city, everyone has some money and rice, which is missing. Naturally, all things come to buy in the city, making the city more and more lively.

Yu Shi and An Xianyu have never seen such a sight. Before they came, they only thought that Yanzhou was desolate and barren, with years of war, but they never thought that it would be such a lively and prosperous scene, which was much better than they thought.

While walking, An Changqing introduced them to the customs of Yanzhou. An Xianyu asked questions from time to time. The mother and son were more comfortable and close than ever before. After walking around a street, the Yu family was a little tired, so An Changqing took them to the teahouse, drinking tea and listening to Mr.'s storytelling.

As soon as the three of them sat down with two guards, they heard that Mr. Shu shot the gavel and said in a sonorous tone: "This time I will tell you about the previous lives of the Northern Warlord and the princess. It is said that one of them is the **** of war in the heavens and the other is the demon world. Fox King..."

Everyone cheered and was in high spirits. Obviously looking forward to the new story.

"!!!" An Changqing almost squirted out before taking a sip of tea. Haoxuan swallowed, but his face flushed with choking.

He stared wide-eyed and questioned the two guards who looked indifferent and seemed to have known: "What's the matter?"

Yu Shi also looked surprised, but An Xianyu was still craned her neck to look forward, her expression full of interest-they were late and sat at the corner of the table.

Unexpectedly, the two guards looked very proud, and explained to An Changqing: "It seems that a lot of scripts have been sent from Yejing. The people of Yejing love the prince and the princess, so they wrote many scripts. The story is praised. When we look at the scholars in Yanzhou, it is natural that they cannot be left behind. The prince has guarded Yanzhou for many years, and the princess is dedicated to the welfare of the people in Yanzhou. How can the people in Yanzhou fail to compare with Yejing? I made a special trip to write new words to praise the prince and princess. I heard that besides the script, there are a lot of poems!"

It's just that the poems are not as popular as the storyteller and the storyteller, so their reputation is not obvious. The most popular thing in the teahouse today is the story of the prince and the princess. Whenever there is a place, it is full!

Even the soldiers in the barracks are the envy of the common people. After all, they can not only defend their homes, but also see the prince and the princess every day!

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