After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 197 Song Huai Distressed (Sweet)

After half an hour, a low moan of pain was faintly heard, Caiqiu propped her face, bitter and bitter.

After a while, Shen Qianzhao's voice came from next to his ear.
"Wow, I won't eat anymore."

"Who will eat whose puppies in the future"

"I will never be a woman in my next life"

Caiqiu sighed slightly, and followed suit, "It's really not human."

"If I don't feel pain now, I will definitely eat fast and chant Buddha in the future, and I will never eat cold food again."

"Why is there such a torment"

"It's so hard being a woman!"

Almost every sentence of Shen Qianzhao, Caiqiu learned it in unison.

After a while, seeing that the time was about the same, she got up and went outside. At this moment, Lord Song should be arriving soon.

Sure enough, the white cloak fluttered slightly in the wind, and Song Huai walked over in white, "Where's the princess?"

Caiqiu pointed to the room, "Your Highness ate a lot of mangosteens today, it just so happens that the day is coming, and right now I'm screaming in pain."

Song Huai frowned slightly, and a low voice came from her ear, which came from the house. In the past few months, she had never heard her cry out in pain, "Go and make some hot soup."

I heard that when women are young, they will feel better if they drink some hot soup.

As soon as he heard the hot soup, Cai Qiu immediately complained, "Your Highness doesn't like to drink it, just now he just refused to take a sip."

At the moment, there is still a bowl of cold food on the table.

Song Huai: "Go make another bowl."

Caiqiu's eyes lit up, "I'm going now, slave!" As soon as Mr. Song made a move, he knew if there was one!

Hearing the pain of the little girl in the room, Song Huai's heart ached, and he hurriedly walked in, the voice became more obvious.

On the bed, there was a small figure rolling around with the quilt in his arms. Just by looking at it, one could imagine how painful it must be.

Song Huai had never seen Shen Qianzhao cry out in pain and writhe like this.

He picked up Mrs. Tang who was pushed to the ground, hugged the little girl who was rolling on the bed, pulled the quilt, and gently pressed Mrs. Tang on the little girl's stomach through the clothes.

Seeing Song Huai, Shen Qianzhao's small mouth puckered, tears came into his eyes, and he said, "Woooooo!"

Song Huai did not expect that Shen Qianzhao would burst into tears directly, the tears were mixed with cold sweat, it was Shen Qianzhao who cried, and it was Song Huai who was distressed.

For a moment, he was a little overwhelmed, wiped away his tears, and patted Shen Qianzhao on the back, "I am here, I am here"

After crying for a long time, Shen Qianzhao leaned against Song Huai's arms and panted slightly. His stomach was no longer as cramped as before. Obviously, the medicine he had just taken in the space had finally begun to take effect.

At this time, she finally had the energy to look at Song Huai in front of her.

Seeing that he was wearing a white robe again, and added a cape today, Shen Qianzhao's heart began to beat wildly.

So lovely.

Shen Qianzhao lay in Song Huai's arms contentedly, feeling happy in his heart, if it was before, he would not be willing to come to the bed.

Song Huai faintly felt that something was wrong, looked down at Shen Qianzhao, and asked in a deep voice, "Does it hurt anymore?"

Shen Qianzhao: "It hurts!"

She flipped it lightly, gritted her teeth, and said, "It hurts to death!"

Touching Shen Qianzhao's hand, it was a little cold, Song Huai frowned, covered those hands in his hand, and tried to send some warmth to Shen Qianzhao, "Today, some interesting things happened in Beijing..."

"Master Jiang, do you know?"

Song Huai's voice was low, but the words were clear and mellow, which fascinated Shen Qianzhao.

"I know, it's the one who persuaded Father Si to let me go to marry with Lord Si on the night of Yuexi." Shen Qianzhao pursed her lips, but she still remembered this grudge.

Song Huai's eyes darkened slightly. He was just saying something else to distract the little girl, but he didn't expect to find out about it by accident.

Shen Qianzhao poked Song Huai's chest with his small hand, "What's wrong with him?"

Song Huai said calmly, "When I was visiting the flower building, I happened to be caught by Mr. Xie during a routine inspection."

Shen Qianzhao laughed out loud, "He's already in his sixties, and he can still go shopping?"

"But being dazzled by those Hualou girls, I accidentally became a romantic ghost."

But she heard that Mrs. Jiang's family is prominent and her temperament is even more fierce. Mrs. Jiang is notoriously strict with his wife, and was secretly teased by his colleagues in the court several times.

Master Jiang, why don't you just kneel down in the mansion, right?
Song Huai's expression changed, he slightly tightened his hand against Mrs. Tang, and pursed his thin lips, "You know a lot."

Shen Qianzhao blinked, but didn't understand what he was talking about, "What are you praising me for?"

Song Huai lifted a layer of clothes with his fingertips, and poked Mrs. Tang in, who had cooled down a little, to cover her, with a calm voice, "Ordinary girls are like you, there are many girls who have not yet understood friendship and opened their eyes. It's also mostly reserved."

"There are so many daughters in the Beijing Center that please Mr. Xie, but I have never heard of any daughter who has approached Mr. Xie."

"Your Highness behaves like that, where did you learn it from?"

"Could it be that in the past, there was already a man you liked?"

Song Huai's tone was flat, and he seemed to ask casually without any intention. In fact, every sentence contained personal emotions and a hint of temptation.

Double entendre.

It was brought out that Mr. Xie was liked by many girls in Beijing, seemingly unintentionally, but in fact he was secretly asking Shen Qianzhao if he had ever been more fond of Mr. Xie than Mrs. Xie.

If not, is there anyone else?
Otherwise, where did you learn to tease yourself so familiarly?

Shen Qianzhao blinked innocently, "I learned it from a script."

Facing Song Huai's deep gaze, Shen Qianzhao felt very guilty and thought: Could it be that I was rejected by you countless times in my previous life, and after I died, I learned from the successful examples of those girls in later generations pursuing their sweethearts?

"I have only liked you from the beginning to the end." Her voice was soft, with a touch of coquettishness.

The serious look of the little girl in front of him made Song Huai feel that all the confusion in his heart was not so important. He said "um", grabbed Mrs. Tang and pressed it lightly.

Shen Qianzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, thought of something, took a breath, "It hurts"

A pair of wet eyes looked at Song Huai helplessly, showing a bit of innocence and grievance, "It's starting to hurt again."

Song Huai frowned, bitter and bitter, didn't know what to do, thinking, why did Caiqiu boil hot soup for so long and haven't come back, whether to remind her.

Shen Qianzhao bit her lower lip, "Song Huai, can you massage my stomach?"

The little girl's cry for help rang in his ears, Song Huai was only concerned about his heartache, he didn't want to get anything else, he immediately agreed, grabbed Tang Pozi, and gently pressed Shen Qianzhao's stomach through a thin layer of underwear.

At this time, the little girl's voice sounded again, "Don't wear clothes, it's uncomfortable."

Song Huai didn't think much, grabbed Tang Pozi, gently lifted the hem of the clothes, and was about to cover the warm Tang Pozi, when the soft voice of the little girl came from his ear.
"Press with your hands."

Song Huai's hands froze, and the hem of his clothes slipped off his fingertips.
　Xie Er: The sky is fine, the rain has stopped, Shen Xiaozhao has no stomach ache and is starting to flirt!

　　Enough sugar for today~

　　I don't know if I can get the sympathy of all the darlings?
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(End of this chapter)