Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 117 She's Pregnant
At dusk, the whole lotus pond was covered with orange sunset, sparkling, stretching for a hundred meters, under the cover of the lotus leaves, he tore off her collar, revealing a large white neck, He kissed all the way, burying his whole face in it.

The black hair was stained with water and stuck to the fair face and body, showing a different style. Wei Ying struggled desperately, trying to push him away, and there were bursts of water splashing. He broke his face and warned: "Don't move!" , do you want others to look at you like this?"

"let me go!"

Wei Ying pulled out her hairpin, and poked at him, but he found out and tightly grabbed her wrist.

The two looked at each other angrily, and were in a stalemate. Zhaojun suddenly picked him up and walked ashore.

"Let go! Let me go!" Wei Ying shook her legs, but it didn't help. The two were dripping wet all the way. The palace people they met on the road looked at them in shock, and then greeted them in panic. Zhaojun hugged them. He watched her walk towards the Qianqing Palace with a blank expression on his face.

Wei Ying finally gave up struggling and covered her face with her hands, Zhaojun smiled softly and curled the corners of her lips.

The only way to deal with her is to play cards that are not in accordance with common sense than her.

After entering the Palace of Peace and Tranquility, Zhaojun threw her on the couch, regardless of whether she was wet or not, and then bullied her onto it.

Wei Ying raised her foot and kicked her. He had suffered a disadvantage last time, but this time he was obviously smarter, and he held her calf firmly in the palm of his hand.

"The temper is still so strong." Zhaojun approached her, smiled jokingly, stretched out his hand to draw up a strand of her black hair and played with it in his hand: "This king knows that you have a lot of unwillingness in your heart now, it can be said that you hate this king, but there is nothing you can do about it." , now, you have only two ways to go, either, you can conquer this king, or you can only be conquered by this king. Since you lost the game, you have to pay some price, should you take off your clothes yourself or this king will come?"

It wasn't until midnight that Wei Ying staggered out of the Qianqing Hall. The night wind was cold, and it blew on her wet clothes, making her shiver from the cold. There were rustling insects in the grass, She was in a trance all the way.

She no longer wants to recall what happened just now, she is not sure whether the old man still loves her, the only thing she is sure of is that he is still obsessed with her body.

For this, is there anything she can use?

Thinking of this, she suddenly shook her head again, she is the most honorable princess of the Wei Kingdom, how could she go to the point of using her body to confuse men?

Unknowingly, she had already reached Qianze Palace, Wei Ying raised her head in a daze, only to find a familiar figure at the door.

Mrs. Ye stood silently at the door holding a lantern.Those gentle eyes seemed calm as water at first glance, but she was holding the bamboo stick of the lantern tightly in her hand, her nails were turning blue.

Wei Ying was shocked.

"Miss?"

As she approached and saw her messy hair and clothes, her eyes finally ignited with resentment, and there was a trace of viciousness in her eyes.

Ye Shi stared at her closely, his eyes almost pierced her.

"Where have you been?" Her voice was as cold as ice.

There were so many people who saw her with Zhaojun at dusk, the news probably had already spread in the palace, she must have known about his being with Zhaojun.

Wei Ying said calmly, "Accidentally met someone I couldn't hide from."

"Can't hide or don't want to hide?"

"It's getting deeper and the dew is heavier, the empress should rest earlier." After Wei Ying finished speaking, she bowed her head and walked back.

His smell still lingered on her body, and when she returned to the room, Wei Ying leaned against the door and swallowed a black pill as usual.But he couldn't help the sudden surge of nausea, and found a spittoon to spit up.

She is the most noble princess of the Wei Kingdom, she would rather be broken jade than complete.When did it become the plaything of that tyrant?Wei Ying couldn't bear the humiliation for a while, she pulled out the silver hairpin from her head, and stabbed at her neck, but a copper coin "ding" opened the hairpin in her hand.

Surprised, Wei Ying raised her head suddenly, but she didn't see anyone.

"Si Fangchuo! I know it's you, come out! Come out!" Wei Ying shouted loudly, tears welling up, "What happened to you during this time? Why didn't you tell me? I what to do?!"

Wei Ying sat helplessly on the ground, curled up, buried her face in her knees, and couldn't help crying, "Take me away, okay? I was wrong. I should have gone with you in the first place. Now, I will You don't even want to stay here, take me away, okay?"

Si Fangchuo was wearing a mask and hid in the dark corner of the beam without saying a word.

Wei Ying thought that she would be pushed to the forefront the next day, but another incident caused an uproar in the entire harem.

Ruolan is pregnant.

The imperial hospital will give pulse checks to all the concubines in the palace every three months. If the concubines are sick, they will lose their qualifications to serve the king during this period, and they may be quarantined depending on the severity of the illness.

Ruolan's complexion was sallow due to lack of sleep due to days of work, but when the imperial doctor diagnosed her pulse, she diagnosed a happy pulse. Immediately, the entire imperial hospital exploded.

Zhaojun's heirs are weak for unknown reasons, and some people even whispered that Zhaojun was injured on the battlefield and caused infertility. It has been a long time since the Tai Hospital has diagnosed a dragon vein.

"Dragon veins! It's dragon veins!" An imperial doctor shouted excitedly.

Ruolan didn't go to sleep until midnight yesterday after washing her clothes, her head was still groggy at the moment, when she heard the news, she thought she was dreaming.

The news spread throughout the palace in less than half a stick of incense.

Zhaojun has no heirs, if the child is born smoothly, it will be Zhaojun's only heir.

How many women in the palace stared at her covetously, I really don't know if the child will be born alive.

She didn't even know if she would survive.

But she chose the path herself, so she has to bear all the consequences.

"Your Majesty, there is good news from the imperial hospital, saying that Lan Baolin is happy." A young eunuch immediately reported to Zhaojun.

"Who?" Zhaojun, who was reading the memorial, frowned slightly and raised his head, but he hadn't reacted yet.

"Lan Baolin, who you canonized only two months ago, used to be Concubine Jing's personal maid."

Only then did Zhaojun react, "Her?"

At this time, the queen's palace was also full of excitement. Concubine Ping and several concubines who had heard the news came rushing to tell each other excitedly, but bumped into each other.

"Lan Baolin is pregnant, that lowly woman is pregnant with the king's heir!" Concubine Ping, who had been a widow for more than half a year, gritted her teeth jealously.

Zheng's face was expressionless, maintaining her usual cool and dignified: "I already know about it."

"What is the Queen planning to do with it?"

Mrs. Zheng was about to speak, when suddenly a young eunuch ran in, knelt on the ground and said, "Mother, Lan Baolin begs to see you."

(End of this chapter)