Jun Zechen hugged her tightly in his arms, making it almost impossible for him to control himself. He had a strong desire to be close to her.

The hot breath was like a scalding heat wave, constantly spraying on Su Jingyao's neck.

Su Jingyao felt an unbearable pain in her neck and couldn't help but moan, "Your Majesty, it itches~"

Then, her body shrank and her right shoulder subconsciously shrugged.

She got off him and just took two steps when the man quickly grabbed her waist and with one force, he carried her directly to the table in front of them.

Su Jingyao suddenly looked down at him, her watery eyes full of shyness, and she didn't dare to meet his overly passionate gaze.

The head turned slightly.

The man was tall and straight. He sat on a chair, his eyes just falling on her chest, and his eyes began to become more unscrupulous.

Su Jingyao gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands, feeling nervous and at a loss.

Jun Zechen slowly moved closer, and his passionate kisses fell on her body like raindrops.

First, he gently stroked the slender, white neck, and then moved down along the graceful curve little by little.

His kiss was passionate and domineering. Su Jingyao bit her lips, her body trembled slightly, and one hand involuntarily rested on his neck.

"Your Majesty, it hurts! You can't kiss me there! I am drinking the Mian Huai San prescribed by the imperial physician."

Her voice was a little anxious and panicky, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of tension.

Su Jingyao began to push the man gently, trying to stop him from taking any further action.

Mianhuai Powder is a commonly used medicine for concubines in the harem to stop breastfeeding. He is kissing her so hard at this moment, will it...

After hearing her words, Jun Zechen slowly raised his head, gritted his teeth, and finally let her go reluctantly, with a hint of forbearance and restraint in his eyes.

Suddenly, a continuous crying sound was heard.

Miaoxue actually walked in holding the eldest prince.

At this moment, Su Jingyao was facing away from the door, and Miaoxue had no idea of ​​her current situation.

When Su Jingyao heard the crying, she was shocked. How could she face others in this state?

Su Jingyao glared at the man who didn't know how to restrain himself with her watery eyes.

Jun Zechen was also surprised when he heard his son crying.

However, when I saw the woman's face that was so shy that it seemed to be bleeding, I felt it was particularly interesting.

There was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Su Jingyao hurriedly pulled her clothes up, then got down from the table, and shrank into the man's arms like a frightened rabbit.

"Your Majesty, your master." Miaoxue's voice came.

"Get up, what happened to the eldest prince?"

Jun Zechen asked as he held the person tightly in his arms.

Miao Yue never shifted her gaze to her two masters from beginning to end.

He answered respectfully, "Your Majesty, the eldest prince has just been fed by the nurse. He may be missing the master and is crying non-stop. Normally, the master will take the eldest prince to play at this time."

After Su Jingyao tidied her clothes in the man's arms, she slowly stood up from his arms and walked in front of Miaoxue.

"Give me the eldest prince." Su Jingyao said softly.

After Su Jingyao took him over, Xiao Xingxing seemed to smell a familiar scent all of a sudden, and his crying finally stopped.

"Xingxing, be good. Mother is here." Su Jingyao coaxed gently.

Jun Yihuan, who was almost two months old, opened his big eyes which were watery from crying.

His long eyelashes were still trembling, and he looked at his mother with a wronged expression, as if asking why his mother didn't accompany him today.

Jun Zechen sat on it, quietly watching the interaction between mother and son.

An indescribable feeling of warmth welled up in my heart.

However, when she saw her son rubbing against the woman's arms, his little hands scratching here and there, she inexplicably felt uncomfortable in her heart.

He stood up and walked over, "I'll hug him."

Su Jingyao glanced at him suspiciously. Can this man hold a child?

Seeing this, Jun Zechen couldn't help but laugh angrily, with a hint of helplessness.

"Will I throw him down again?"

"If Your Majesty drops a star, I will never care about Your Majesty again!" Su Jingyao pouted slightly and said coquettishly.

After she finished speaking, she carefully handed the star over. Jun Zechen's movements in holding the child did seem unskilled.

He carefully took the child into his arms.

After the eldest prince was born, he only held him a few times. After all, the previous emperor passed away, and he was busy with government affairs, so he was not very experienced.

Before he could fully feel the fatherly love and filial piety, Xingxing started crying as soon as she entered his arms.

How could Jun Zechen's strong muscles compare to his mother's fragrant and soft embrace? After Xingxing was held in his arms, she simply couldn't stand the gap.

Jun Zechen was immediately angered by the mother and son. As a father, couldn't he hug him?

"Don't cry, man. If you cry again, I will throw you out."

Jun Zechen's face turned stern and his expression was serious, especially his pair of eyes as deep as a pool, staring straight at the stars, even making the stars stunned.

His little mouth was slightly open, and for a moment he actually stopped crying.

In an instant, the study was silent, but the silence only lasted for a few seconds before Xingxing started crying again.

Su Jingyao felt extremely distressed, "Your Majesty!"

She quickly took Xingxing back from the man's arms and coaxed her gently: "Be good, Xingxing is the best. Your father is just scaring you, don't cry."

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