Good Pregnancy Quick Transmigration: The Overly Charming CEO with No Heirs

A large group of Zhao family members were driven out.

All the money that could be taken out was tightly held by Aunt Liu and Zhao Zilang.

The two moved into Zhao Weizong's only remaining private residence, but kicked Zhao Zixuan and Sun Yulan out.

After being kicked out, Zhao Zixuan and her son were penniless and wandered the streets, where they were beaten by everyone they met, eventually becoming beggars.

When the weather got cold, and living in a beggar's hut with no money for medical treatment, Sun Yulan died.

Zhao Zixuan was left to steal food from the dogs, and even the beggars looked down on him.

Xi Yao saw this through the system and smiled.

Serves him right.

It wasn't his fault that he was castrated, and his liking for men was somewhat understandable, but using the original owner, this poor and innocent girl, as a shield and then having her poisoned to death, was Zhao Zixuan's wickedness.

They deserve their fate now.

"Yaoyao, come over and try on your wedding dress, see if it fits."

The man's pleasant voice rang out, instantly diverting Xi Yao's attention.

"Here you are, Ah Yan."

Their wedding is a month away, and everything is almost ready.

The ministers were overjoyed to hear that the emperor was getting married.

They would accept even if it meant marrying a remarkable woman who dared to divorce her husband.

After all, the emperor was nearly thirty years old, yet he didn't have a single woman in his harem.

Sad.

As long as the emperor is willing to marry her, any kind of woman will do.

If everyone is willing to marry and establish an empress, then how far away can the little prince be?

Wouldn't that solve the problem of finding a suitable heir for the prince?

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It's snowing in Beijing.

The flowering plum trees behind the Imperial Garden are also in full bloom.

Extremely beautiful.

Xi Yao, wearing a bright red cloak, skipped and hopped through the snow.

Each step leaves a snow mark.

Si Jiuyan followed slowly behind her, his eyes full of tenderness.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and pink plum petals fluttered down.

Xi Yao turned gracefully amidst the swirling snowflakes, her crimson cloak resembling layers of blooming red lotuses.

She tilted her head back to catch the falling plum petals, her long eyelashes adorned with fine snowflakes, like a fairy who had strayed into the mortal world, taking advantage of the plum blossoms in full bloom to steal a moment of frolicking in the human realm.

Si Jiuyan stared at her figure, his heart tightening without warning.

She stood in the halo of light where snow and plum blossoms intertwined, her figure hazy, as if she would turn into a phantom in the next instant along with the dissipating fragrance of plum blossoms.

"Yao Yao!"

He strode forward and pulled the red figure into a tight embrace.

The girl's sweet fragrance instantly filled his nostrils, and the real, warm touch slowly calmed his anxious heart.

Xi Yao gasped softly in surprise at his sudden action, then poked his chest, "A-Yan, what are you doing?"

It startled her.

Si Jiuyan did not answer, but tightened his arms and gently rested his chin on the top of her head.

Even through the thick cloak, he could still feel her gentle breathing and heartbeat.

The little girl in his arms stirred restlessly, poking half of her porcelain-white face out from his embrace, a mischievous smile curving her lips: "Weren't you just stunned by my beauty?"

Si Jiuyan remained silent, only lowering his head.

His warm lips gently pressed against her slightly cool lips, as softly as snowflakes falling on plum blossoms, carrying an indescribable tenderness.

Xi Yao seemed to understand something. She quietly wrapped her arms around his waist, closed her eyes, and felt their breaths mingling.

Back in the palace, Xi Yao rubbed her hands together and went to warm them by the fire.

Snow is fun, and plum blossoms are beautiful, but it's cold.

She didn't use her internal energy to warm her body; she simply wanted to experience the feeling of the snow.

"Is it fun?"

Si Jiuyan placed her slightly red hands over the brazier to warm them, while rubbing them for her.

"It's fun." Xi Yao squeezed in next to him, her eyes darting around.

Then, she broke free of one hand and suddenly attacked Si Jiuyan's neck, slipping her hand inside his folded clothes. "Hehe, are you cold?"

Si Jiuyan didn't even flinch, glancing at her. "Do you need me to take off my clothes so you can touch me?"

"What a great thing!" Xi Yao's eyes lit up, her gaze fixed on his chest. "Why don't you lie down on the bed and take it off then? That way you won't catch a cold."

Si Jiuyan: ...

His lips twitched. "So, should I thank Yao Yao for being so considerate of me?"

"Don't be so polite, we'll be husband and wife soon."

"..."

So, that evening, the person who always liked to provoke others was punished.

It was awful; I couldn't get out of bed the next day.

He's both incompetent and loves to flirt.

morning.

Si Jiuyan quietly changed into his court robes, looked at the person whose face was half covered by the quilt, and smiled silently.

Then he lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead before leaving the bedchamber.

Seeing Meixin waiting at the door, he instructed her to have the imperial kitchen prepare the Eight Treasures Cake that Xiyao loved.

Mei Xin curtsied in response.

Si Jiuyan then went to court.

At 9:00 AM, Xi Yao finally woke up groggily.

She opened her eyes and looked at the brightly lit bed curtains, feeling as if she were still on a cloud.

"996, what time is it?"

[Host, it's almost 10:30, you can really sleep.]

"What can I do? I was so tired last night that I didn't get to sleep until two or three in the morning."

I was supposed to go to bed before 8 o'clock, but what happened?

Alas, beauty can be a dangerous thing.

Oh no, that's a misperception.

[You've all been working so hard, but you still haven't gotten pregnant. All your efforts have been in vain.]

Xi Yao: ………

She was speechless. What kind of nonsense was this guy spouting?

"You heartless electronic device, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

I'm not making this up. You guys are so inefficient, you might as well...

"Shut up!"

Xi Yao's eyelids twitched.

What does it mean to have worked for nothing?

She liked it very much and enjoyed the moment with the man, so how could it be a waste of time?

[Okay, so when do you plan to get pregnant, host?]

"Let's wait until after the wedding."

This is the royal palace, and it concerns the heir to the throne. Let's wait until we have a formal title before getting pregnant.

Xi Yao didn't want to leave any leverage for her son that might be used against him.

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In the afternoon, Xi Yao declined Si Jiu Yan's invitation to go to the Imperial Study together, and instead took Mei Xin and a flower basket to the plum blossom grove.

Those flowers are so beautiful. She didn't get to admire them enough yesterday, so she's going to pick some today.

Life in the palace was very leisurely. There was no one in the harem, no elders above her, and Si Jiuyan always put her first.

You could say that this kind of day is absolutely amazing.

After picking the plum blossoms, Xi Yao carried the basket to the Imperial Study.

Si Jiuyan continued to scribble notes with his vermilion pen, but his expression was somewhat somber.

It seems there's something in the folding book that's making him unhappy.

But even with a stern face, this man is irresistibly handsome.

Xi Yao clicked her tongue in disapproval.

"Why aren't you coming in now that you're here?"

Si Jiuyan said without looking up, but his expression softened instantly.

"Let me arrange a bunch of plum blossoms for you."

Xi Yao carried a basket in one hand and lifted her skirt with the other as she went inside.

Then he found a small vase, threw away the original ornaments inside, placed it on the imperial desk, and replaced it with a bunch of plum blossoms.

A splash of pink added a touch of liveliness to the solemn Imperial Study.

"Is it pretty?"

Xi Yao glanced at it, adjusted herself slightly, and asked with a smile.