Chapter 153 Let's work together to give birth to a little prince?

Shen Chaoyan saw Sikong Yan staring at the most shameful paragraph in her manuscript, reading it over and over again, and her old face couldn't help but blush.

"Ahem!"

Shen Chaoyan coughed and urged, "Your Majesty, haven't you finished reading it yet?"

Sikong Yan put the rice paper in his hand back on the table, and pointed at the most shameful lines of description, "Look at this paragraph, using their mouths, aren't they afraid that women will get foot ulcers on their feet? And three people sleeping in one bed is too crowded, your storybook is too unrealistic!"

Stories should be based on life and transcend life.

Feng Zhi does have such a hobby, and she didn't exaggerate.

This man still has too little knowledge!

Shen Chaoyan curled her lips, "You don't understand! Some people are born with that kind of indescribable hobby! Who cares if the heroine has foot ulcer or not, they don't mind anyway! Besides, the hero in my story is from a wealthy family, and making a three-meter-long bed is not a big problem."

Okay!

Sikong Yan's fingers slid down the rice paper, and then pointed at the last line of words, "What does this line mean?" "

In order to whet the readers' appetite, enhance the anticipation of the story, and thus increase the sales of the next issue of the newspaper."

"..." Sikong Yan was speechless.

However, after the court today, his uncle brought his son to the Yangxin Palace to pay him a visit.

There is no ugly person in their royal family. His uncle is handsome, and even though he is over forty years old, he is still as majestic as he was in his youth.

Sikong Huan is his son. Although he often works in the fields with the people and his skin is tanned, his facial features are still very strong.

The only drawback is that Sikong Huan usually works in the fields and never pays attention to his appearance. Therefore, he is not particular about clothing matching. For convenience, he even grew a beard at a young age.

Today, he was wearing old-fashioned clothes and stood with King Yanbei. At first glance, you would think they were two brothers of similar age.

Shen Chaoyan blinked at the man, "Your Majesty, I haven't thought about the following plot yet, nor have I figured out how the hero can counterattack. You are a man, you should understand men better, do you have any good ideas?"

Sikong Yan pondered and thought seriously for a moment, "As for the storybook, of course you have to pay attention to the ups and downs of the plot, and the links between them. You can write that the hero still has fantasies about his wife at the beginning, and hopes that the two can reconcile and live a peaceful and stable life with their children."

Shen Chaoyan nodded, "Then what?"

"Who knew that his wife would not repent? Seeing him dirty all day long, she became more and more disgusted with him. After she accidentally learned that her husband knew about her affair, she wanted to kill the whole family. She secretly asked the pretty boy to buy arsenic, hoping to kill her parents-in-law and husband, occupy the property of the hero's family, and live with her adulterers openly."

Shen Chaoyan's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened, "Then what?"

Sikong Xian put his hands behind his back and continued, "Then, the wife poisoned the wine and food, and the hero secretly replaced the poisoned wine and food, and put the poison back into the dishes his wife liked. But he was soft-hearted after all, and only put a little poison. His wife didn't die after eating the poisoned food, but was paralyzed all over and could only lie in bed like a living dead."

"Is this... the end?"

"Of course not."

Sikong Yan said, "The hero caught all her adulterers and brought them to the woman's bedside, and asked them who was willing to take her away. Those adulterers who had said sweet words to her before left without hesitation when they saw that she had become like this."

"The hero just let them go like that?"

Sikong Yan shook his index finger, "Isn't that too easy for them? These adulterers were sent to jail by the hero before they could get out. Later, when the hero went out to farm, he accidentally met a girl. The girl liked farming as much as he did.

A man dresses to please himself, and the hero finally started to dress himself up. He shaved off his beard and changed those old-fashioned He changed his clothes and turned into a handsome man.

His relationship with the girl grew stronger, so he invited her to his house. His wife, who was paralyzed in bed, was so angry that she died when she saw him regain his former handsomeness and flirting with other women.

Are you satisfied with this ending? "

After listening to this, Shen Chaoyan looked at Sikong Yan with surprise, "Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to have the talent of writing a storybook!"

"Are you satisfied with the ending I wrote, my beloved concubine?"

"Of course I am! I will continue writing according to this idea. I am confident that the newspaper will sell well!" When

Shen Chaoyan said this, she suddenly thought of something, "By the way, we seem to have forgotten that this scumbag is pregnant. Why don't we abort the child? After all, it is not the hero's child."

Although the child is innocent, but with such an absurd mother, even if the child is born, his father's identity is unknown and his mother is misbehaving, and his future life will be particularly painful. It would be better

if he had never come to this world in the first place.

Sikong Yan nodded, "It can be arranged this way."

Sikong Yan also knew how to deal with Feng and the child in Feng's belly.

"Okay, then I'll write the second half of the storybook right away!"

Shen Chaoyan rubbed her hands, quickly picked up the pencil and continued to create.

Seeing her so serious, Sikong Yan glanced out the window and reminded her, "My dear, the sun has set. We should take a break. Let's write the storybook tomorrow."

"That won't work. Inspiration is fleeting. I have to hurry up and write down all the plots we just thought of!"

Sikong Yan thought for a while and suggested, "You can write an outline first, and write according to the outline tomorrow, so you won't forget it." The more

Shen Chaoyan listened, the more she admired this man. It is said that different trades are like different mountains. How come he, a man who reviews memorials, knows the creation process of the storybook so well?

Shen Chaoyan did as he said, and after writing the outline, she wanted to polish the plot carefully.

The man couldn't wait any longer, so he took the pen from her hand and picked her up from the table.

"I heard that Princess Yanbei boasted to the Queen Mother that her daughter-in-law was fertile? She also said that no one in our harem had given birth to a little prince? My beloved, this matter still depends on you. I'll let you work hard for ten months, and we'll work together to give birth to a little prince?"

Shen Chaoyan kicked her legs in the air a few times, "I'm still young, I object!"

She was only fifteen years old, and she was still a big baby, so she didn't want to have a child so early.

Everyone knows that when a woman has a child, her role changes. After becoming a mother, many things have to be done for the child first.

However, she still wants to play for a few more years!

"Objection is invalid."

Sikong Yan held her and strode towards the bedroom.

As he walked forward, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the person in his arms. Suddenly he thought of something and curled his lips mischievously, "My beloved, as far as I know, you are actually not small at all."

Shen Chaoyan was stunned at first, then she followed his gaze and glanced down in front of her.

The next moment, her cheeks became hot, she bit her lip, and angrily scolded, "Sikong Yan, you stinky hooligan!"