Ye An was almost embarrassed to death, he didn't expect that being pregnant would cause so many problems, even his airport, which he was so proud of, had a slope!
Ye An hurriedly said: "Brother Aci, this is swollen, I wasn't like this originally!"
Mu Ci: “…”
Mu Ci must be pregnant, so he must know what this place was like originally. If Ye An said it was swollen, he should believe it, but it was too swollen...
Mu Ci touched it lightly with his fingertips and asked seriously, "Does it hurt?"
"Yes... a little."
Ye An shrank back shyly. Scratching feels good for a moment, but it causes swelling and tears. This was both awkward and new to him; he felt like a woman.
Mu Ci turned around immediately: "Wait a moment, I'll go get the imperial physician."
"Brother Aci, don't go. I've consulted the imperial physician, who said it was a pregnancy reaction. The ointment was also given by the imperial physician."
Ye An quickly pulled him aside and went closer to show him that there was indeed some ointment applied to the affected area.
He explained in a low voice why he had to wear a bandage, blaming the material of the clothes for being in the way.
Mu Ci asked, "When will the swelling go away?"
Ye An shrugged: "The doctor didn't say, and I didn't ask."
Because the swelling itself is not as uncomfortable as the itching, it is the itching that is unbearable.
While he was talking, he unconsciously wanted to scratch himself again.
Mu Ci grabbed his hand and gave him a slightly reproachful look, feeling a little angry that he had kept it from her. Then she remembered that he was like that because he was pregnant, and her heart was filled with pity.
Mu Ci whispered, "If you catch me again, what will happen?"
Ye An couldn't help but think of four words: turbulent waves.
"What should I do? Wow, I feel so uncomfortable. Can I just tickle you for a bit?"
Ye An was about to cry. It was too cruel not to scratch him when he was itchy.
Mu Ci said: "Don't scratch it, I'll help you rub it."
Mu Ci took him to sit on the couch. Ye An lifted his clothes and stared at Mu Ci's movements. Mu Ci felt inexplicably guilty when he saw his burning gaze. He calmed himself down and looked carefully.
It was indeed quite swollen, and Ye An himself didn't take it seriously, scratching it casually, leaving bruises all over.
Mu Ci took the ointment and applied it to Ye An again. After asking where the discomfort was, Ye An carefully pointed out two places, then blushed and randomly included the entire nearby area.
"Anyway, it changes all the time, there's nothing fixed about it, I can't really say for sure."
Mu Ci didn't doubt it. After applying the medicine, he rubbed it on him like he was rubbing medicinal wine.
"It may be a little painful, just bear with it."
After Mu Ci finished speaking, Ye An covered his lips with his hands, tears welling up in his eyes.
It was really painful at first, but after getting used to it, I felt like the ointment was melted and seeped into my skin. The itchiness that made his feet jump afterwards was actually alleviated a lot, and it was very comfortable...
The imperial physician had repeatedly warned against sexual intercourse in the early stages of pregnancy. Ye An and Mu Ci were newlyweds, and after confirming the pregnancy, they had not engaged in any intimate behavior, fearing that something might happen if they lost control. It wasn't that he had no confidence in Mu Ci's self-control, but he had no confidence in himself. Fortunately, he was sleepy, and if he lay down he would fall asleep in just a cup of tea, and he didn't feel anything after being sober for so long. But now that I was rubbed like this, all the feelings came out!
Seeing that the tears in his eyes were about to fall, Mu Ci quickly let go of his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Ye An took a few breaths before saying, "No, it doesn't hurt... Brother Aci, please continue."
"real?"
Mu Ci rubbed it suspiciously.
"Um……"
Ye An's face was distorted with comfort, and he couldn't help thinking about all kinds of messy things.
Ye An thought to himself, maybe after Brother A Ci rubbed her breasts, he would rub other parts of her body as well!
Mu Ci was so focused that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. The swelling on Ye An's body seemed to have subsided a little, and his whole body looked like a fragrant cooked shrimp, with a slight redness.
Mu Ci checked it again for him, wrapped it with gauze carefully, and said, "The swelling should go down in the next two days. Be careful and don't scratch it again."
Ye An responded absentmindedly. Mu Ci originally wanted to get up and let Ye An lie down and rest for a while, but Ye An hugged Mu Ci's waist from behind and put his face on his back.
"Brother Aci, haven't we done this for a long time?"
"...Xiao An." Mu Ci understood what he meant, turned around and touched his head helplessly, "The imperial physician said no."
Ye An said: "The imperial physician is so old, he will definitely say no. But didn't Brother Aci also..."
Ye An bit his lip and begged in a low voice: "Just once, be gentle, okay?"
"……no."
Mu Ci hardened his heart. The imperial physician repeatedly warned him not to indulge him anymore.
Ye An wanted to eat meat, and thought it would be easy to ask for it, but he ended up biting into a mouthful of air. If he asked for more, Mu Ci would leave. Ye An took a step back, patted the bed and said, "Then Brother Ci, can you accompany me to rest for a while?"
Mu Ci hesitated for a moment. Ye Xiaoan looked both disgusting and pitiful. Mu Ci didn't have the courage to turn around and leave, so he had to lie down resigned to his fate.
"Brother Aci!"
Ye An smiled and threw himself on his shoulders. The boy's sweet lips were the most gentle trap in the world. Once touched, there was no way to escape.
Mu Ci didn't want to break free. After a kiss, he resolutely covered Ye An with a quilt.
"Xiao An, go to sleep."
Mu Ci patted Ye An's back gently like coaxing a child, but Ye An didn't listen. He pushed aside a corner of the quilt and said with a smile, "Brother Ci, your clothes are too much of a hindrance, can you take them off?"
Mu Ci couldn't resist him, so he kissed his cheek and unbuttoned his outer shirt as he was told. Ye An then pulled at his middle shirt, but Mu Ci hesitated for a moment and didn't unbutton it for the sake of caution, and Ye An didn't insist.
"Brother Aci, look."
Ye An found new fun, his eyes lit up, and he carefully circled the gauze.
"This way, doesn't it look like holding a rabbit?"
Mu Ci: “…”
Mu Ci regretted sleeping with Ye Xiaoan. At this rate, there’s a good chance that he won’t even make it through a cup of tea.
Ye An's sleepiness had not improved, and soon he fell asleep contentedly holding the rabbit.
Mu Ci pulled his arm out with difficulty, and with his body stiff but extremely determined, he went to rinse with cold water. After the coolness dissipated from his body and he warmed up again, he lay back down next to Ye An.
Ye An's swelling and itching had eased a lot, so Mu Ci held his hand to prevent him from scratching again when he fell asleep.
The decree to confer the title of king was announced in the court, sparking a heated discussion. The controversial points were mainly concentrated on two points: one was why Prime Minister Yuan had the virtue and ability to be conferred the title of king, and the other was how to deal with the case of Prince Yu Luo. Ye An admitted in public that there was no direct connection between the title and the official position. The reason why he wanted to make Yuan Xiang a king was because Yuan Xiang had made contributions to the Wei Dynasty and was a royal relative. The purpose of ordering a thorough investigation into the case of Prince Yu Luo was also to find out the truth. The two are not in conflict.
Prime Minister Yuan had lost his official position, and the title bestowed upon him at this time seemed like a kind of compensation. The fact that the emperor did not even specify the fiefdom of the King of Chu further confirmed this point. It is understandable that the emperor chose to help his outsiders. Although a throne sounds good, it is equivalent to having no real power without a fiefdom. No matter what, a king of a different surname will not be more noble than the royal family.
The key point is that the emperor's attitude shows that Prime Minister Yuan is very likely to make a comeback one day. The emperor rejected all the memorials impeaching Prime Minister Yuan. Why should the court officials go against the emperor?
After Ye An insisted a little, the ministers stopped opposing. Ye An gained the support of the majority of people and announced to the world that Yuan Xiang would be named the King of Chu. At the same time, he "randomly" selected several families to enter the palace to represent the people of the world and celebrate for the new King of Chu.
Ye An was afraid that the imperial edict would not be transmitted fast enough, so he ordered people to beat drums and gongs to convey the emperor's intention everywhere. On the day when the decree arrived, "Young Master" was still playing chess leisurely. After receiving the news, he was silent for a moment, and a piece accidentally fell on the crystal chessboard. "Young Master" stood up, swung his sleeves suddenly, and swept the entire chessboard and the chess pieces on it to the ground with all his strength.
"What a great King of Chu, he deserves it!"
Although the "young master" was wearing a mask and his expression could not be seen, he was undoubtedly angered by the emperor's order.
Soon after, someone came to report that the emperor had selected several families to attend a banquet in the palace, under the pretext of congratulating and celebrating the new King of Chu on behalf of the people of the world.
After just a few names were read out, the "Young Master" sneered, "What do you mean by casual? I think the Emperor did it on purpose. Otherwise, why did he always pick people from the Cui family? Others might not be able to see that, but how could it be hidden from my eyes? It's obvious that he is challenging me."
It turned out that most of the people chosen by the emperor were married women from the Cui family and their husbands' families. Although the Cui family was executed by the previous emperor, married women would generally take their husband's surname and could no longer be considered members of the Cui family.
Behind "Young Master", someone advised in a deep voice: "Calm down, the Emperor is deliberately trying to provoke you."
"So what? Am I afraid of him?"
The "young master" was indifferent. He never took the emperor seriously. He clapped his hands, and dozens of men in black knelt down in front of him silently.
"Even if Yuan is given the title of king, I'm afraid he is not worthy of it. It would be better for him to be a king underground."
As soon as "Young Master" finished speaking, dozens of figures disappeared.
This is bound to be a sleepless night.
Xuande Hall. There were also several neat rows of black-clad secret guards standing in front of Ye An. He had already sent away An Yi and the first group of people. He had appointed An Yi as the captain of the palace guards. Their mission was to protect Prime Minister Yuan, now the King of Chu. The secret guards in front of them were responsible for guarding the hostages who were attending the banquet in the palace.
None of these hostages wanted to come, but the imperial decree had already been issued and they had no choice. Ye An actually didn't want their lives, so he specifically instructed the secret guards not to hurt the hostages during the operation. If anyone came to rescue them, they should just capture them.
The secret guards received the order, and An Er led the secret guards to retreat one after another. There was a masked, tall secret guard at the back. He knelt on one knee in front of Ye An and kissed Ye An's hand devoutly.
Ye An looked at his eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice: "You must be careful on your way. I... I will wait for you here."
The secret guard nodded, then bowed to Ye An, then left with a sharp sword in hand.
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Scratch your head, don't be anxious, rub it first, the milk will come out after it is produced.
The royal family is a private setting, and if you knead it too much, it will produce milk.
Thank you to the little angels who cast their votes for me or irrigated me with nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: When you smile, you look like a younger brother;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
5 bottles of Red Spider Lily and Deer Cross; 1 bottle of Did Cai Xukun Eat Celery Today?
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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