Serving the emperor in bed, the taste of food reveals its essence, leaving only craving.
Wei Shuang: "..."
Xiao Yu propped his head up and saw a hint of difficulty on Wei Shuang's face, which, to put it bluntly, meant that Wei Shuang was extremely unwilling.
I'm willing to give birth! What reason do you have to be unwilling?
Xiao Yu's lips curled down, she straightened up, and lowered her hand from her abdomen, adopting a posture that suggested she was using her child to control the father: "If you're not happy, then forget it."
“It’s not that I’m unwilling, but as a subject of the emperor, I really can’t bear Your Majesty an heir…” Wei Shuang looked up at the sky. Even if he were willing, Xiao Yu’s current physical condition would make it difficult to continue that kind of thing.
Gan Jun's fragrance naturally suppresses Kun Zhe. If Xiao Yu wants to be superior, Wei Shuang must first forcefully suppress his drunkenness. But seeing Xiao Yu's condition, how can he hold back from releasing the fragrance?
He also harbored filth in his heart towards Xiao Yu.
"Then how could I get pregnant, and even just once..." Xiao Yu thought of the lewdness on the dragon bed two months ago and fell silent.
During the seven-day rainy season, apart from meals, he and Wei Shuang were almost always on the bed, embracing each other as soon as they opened their eyes. If you count the number of times, it's truly countless.
“Perhaps it is His Majesty…” Wei Shuang paused, then emphasized the implication, “that he is exceptionally gifted.”
Xiao Yu was even more unhappy. No godfather would like her to have the special talent of getting pregnant, even if it was the child of her beloved godfather.
"I was only taken advantage of because my incense was in disarray. Whether you agree or not, I will get my revenge sooner or later." Xiao Yu snorted and turned his head away.
He's endured five years of this; he has plenty of patience.
“If Your Majesty truly desires me, why not try tonight?” Cracks appeared in Wei Shuang’s perfect expression. He thought of the kidney feast that Xiao Yu had deliberately arranged, and the porcelain bottle of aphrodisiac he had found under his pillow that day… Wei Shuang felt he might as well thwart Xiao Yu’s delusions once and for all, to avoid having to constantly be on guard against Xiao Yu drugging him with aphrodisiacs in the future…
His Majesty never considers the consequences when it comes to dosage.
"Tonight... tonight?" Xiao Yu blushed, and after Wei Shuang agreed, he became embarrassed instead.
So fast? What if Wei Shuang is pregnant too?
“Yes, tonight, I will enter the palace to serve you in bed.” Wei Shuang nodded.
However, Xiao Yu did not let go of this rare opportunity. She had just differentiated into a dry lord, and getting pregnant during her first susceptible period might mean that her reproductive cavity had not fully degenerated, which was why Wei Shuang could easily break through her defenses and get her pregnant.
Tonight, all I need to do is find the entrance, but not breach it.
That way, Wei Shuang won't conceive my offspring so quickly.
Xiao Yu quickly convinced herself.
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Wei Shuang, who was supposed to be the emperor's concubine, did not appear on the emperor's bed, but instead appeared at the Tangquan Palace.
Steam rose from the hot spring bath in the palace. Xiao Yu had finished bathing early and was sitting on a newly added couch in the hall, waiting for Wei Shuang to finish her bath.
He hadn't had his period for two months because he was pregnant, and so had Wei Shuang. They hadn't been intimate for two months, so this time it was bound to be a passionate affair that would be hard to stop.
Based on the intensity of the incident two months ago, they must have experienced many inconveniences inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation. It would be better for them to move directly to the Hot Spring Palace, where they could easily wash themselves in the pool if they got dirty.
Outside the beaded curtain, Wei Shuang, draped in her nightgown, approached in a hazy, indistinct manner. Xiao Yu gazed at her broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden beneath the mist, his Adam's apple bobbing dryly.
My waist has always been all soft flesh; I've never had eight perfect abs like Wei Shuang.
If Wei Shuang's belly is stretched open by the baby, will her abdominal muscles still be there?
"Your Majesty." Wei Shuang lifted the beaded curtain and walked towards Xiao Yu sitting on the couch. His gaze swept around the room and he noticed the half-empty box of ointment that Xiao Yu had prepared, as well as Xiao Yu sitting upright.
"I...I, you should take off your clothes and lie down first." Xiao Yu swallowed, his voice hoarse as he tried his best to hide his nervousness.
As they got closer, Wei Shuang's bare chest became even clearer. Every muscle on Wei Shuang's body was perfectly proportioned, and it was exactly what Xiao Yu found aesthetically pleasing.
Unlike her own frail body, Wei Shuang was full of strength.
Wei Shuang smiled and sat down next to Xiao Yu. Instead of obeying the imperial order to remove his only remaining outer robe, he put his hand on Xiao Yu's thin shoulder and said, "Let me help Your Majesty change your clothes."
Although it was winter, the chill outside was replaced by the warm air from the heated floor inside the hall, making the two of them feel as if they were in the middle of summer. The heat rose up from Wei Shuang's palm as she pressed against his, and in an instant, Xiao Yu's entire back went numb.
"There's no reason for me to take my clothes off first."
Xiao Yu snapped out of his daze, shook off Wei Shuang's hand, narrowed his eyes, and with a long stride, pressed Wei Shuang down onto the couch.
The room was filled with the rich fragrance of osmanthus. Xiao Yu tried to imitate Wei Shuang's method of suppressing herself during her sensitive period by sending a large amount of incense to Wei Shuang's side. Unfortunately, Wei Shuang did not show the reaction that Xiao Yu had expected.
On the couch, Gan Jun was calm and composed, his body neither delicate nor soft, but stiff all over, with muscles that felt hard to the touch and creating a strong sense of pressure.
Even though he was clearly under her control, Wei Shuang's eyes held an even stronger sense of aggression. As Xiao Yu looked at her, his waist involuntarily went limp.
"...?" What's wrong with this body? I slept with Wei Shuang once, and now I know the marrow of the body?
Xiao Yu slapped his cheeks twice, took a deep breath to rouse himself, and forcefully ripped off Wei Shuang's loose outer robe. Xiao Yu recalled what Wei Shuang had done to him in the past, and was about to go further and rip off Wei Shuang's remaining underpants, but the next second, the scent of dried rouge slowly flowed out from Wei Shuang's body.
Tonight, the aroma of wine mingles with the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms in the room, creating a bowl of rich and mellow osmanthus wine, full of sweetness.
Xiao Yu inhaled the scent with ecstasy, her pregnant body craving the fragrance of Gan Jun's perfume. After a while, Xiao Yu's lower back went limp, and she collapsed onto Wei Shuang, instinctively protecting her belly.
"You cheated by using the incense to suppress me!" A shameful change occurred deep within Xiao Yu's body.
...and he couldn't straighten his back at all.
"I did not... this was merely to appease Xinxiang." Wei Shuang's lips were hard to suppress. He lay on the couch, tilted his head, and raised his hand to feel Xiao Yu's changes.
Xiao Yu's face tightened, and he angrily slapped away Wei Shuang's burning fingertips: "What did you do to me? How could I..."
Is it all just longing?
And how could Gan Jun have stirred up such a huge storm!
“Your Majesty, you bear my mark and carry my child in your womb, so naturally you are more attached to me.” Wei Shuang calmly offered Xiao Yu a little more wine, and in an instant, Xiao Yu’s eyes became misty and his face slowly succumbed to drunkenness.
Now that Xiao Yu has differentiated into a Kun (female) type, the scent of Gan Junxin makes him weak in the knees and his inner turmoil surge. Even though Wei Shuang is willing to give way, Xiao Yu's weak body and inability to straighten his back prevent him from taking a further step towards Wei Shuang.
Perhaps... Wei Shuang watched helplessly as Xiao Yu, lost in the fragrance of the incense, climbed up to her.
His Majesty, caught up in the tide of passion, had nothing left but longing for his lover.
…………
Ouch...it's so sour.
Xiao Yu supported her waist.
Xiao Yu was bitten on the neck again, and in a fit of rage, she threw a pillow at Wei Shuang's face.
Wei Shuang, mindful of Xiao Yu's pregnancy, dared not offend her further. However, refraining from offending her was like trying to quench thirst with a mirage, which only made Xiao Yu angrier than if she had actually offended her.
The wave that had been stirred up in him could not be completely quelled and was still bothering him. Wei Shuang's help was like scratching an itch through a boot, completely useless!
He's not the one who's suffering!
The unsatisfied body is now particularly restless.
"The pregnancy was not stable in the first two months. I will wait until it is more stable before..."
"I knew it! You only allowed me to ascend the throne because I was pregnant with your child and had no strength!" Xiao Yu's eyes were red, and his slightly wide eyes were filled with sudden realization.
"...Your Majesty, didn't you feel that your body reacted somewhat like a female servant after smelling my incense?" If she continued to hide it, who knew how long Xiao Yu would remain unbalanced? Wei Shuang asked tentatively.
Xiao Yu was taken aback.
He had never met a Kunzhe before, so of course he didn't know how a Kunzhe should react. After he split, he only had Wei Shuang, his ungrateful nephew, by his side!
This Gan Jun is now planning to use the name of Kun Zhe to humiliate himself!
"I was only affected by the child, which is why I relied on the incense of another father." Xiao Yu suppressed his temper as he sat on the edge of the bed, his wet hair dripping water.
“It is extremely difficult for an ordinary woman to conceive during her first period of fertility. Ordinary women are also…” Wei Shuang did not notice Xiao Yu’s abnormality. He held a cloth in his hand and carefully wiped Xiao Yu’s wet hair.
"Wei Shuang, I took your compliment when you said I was exceptionally talented, but the 'Kun Zhe' thing is utter nonsense." Xiao Yu interrupted Wei Shuang impatiently again. His face turned cold. Kun Zhe's temper was already sensitive and irritable during pregnancy, and now that Wei Shuang had repeatedly provoked him with the term "Kun Zhe," Xiao Yu was furious. "My pregnancy with the imperial heir was an accident. It's true that I kept the child because of you, but don't take advantage of my affection for you. Since you've provoked me, you're only allowed to like me. If you keep thinking about this Kun Zhe or that Kun Zhe, don't blame me for not caring about our relationship."
Without saying a word, Xiao Yu sent Wei Shuang back to the General's Mansion and locked her up in confinement, also overturning all the memorials on the table that had been stained with Wei Shuang's incense.
Want the Kun (坤) person?
Don't even think about it.
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The next morning, Xiao Yu appeared at the morning court on time. Wei Shuang's general's mansion had been surrounded by Ji Lian's imperial guards, and the regent's seat below the steps was naturally empty.
Xiao Yu leaned lazily against the dragon throne and waved his hand.
A group of eunuchs shuffled into the main hall and, in full view of everyone, removed the regent's chair from the hall.
"I have been thinking this over and over recently, and I feel that having a regent by my side is really superfluous." Xiao Yu straightened up and calmly listened to the whispers below the hall. "Therefore, I have decided to strip Wei Shuang of his title of Marquis of Ding'an, take back Wei Shuang's regent power, and immediately throw him into the imperial prison!"
From then on, he kept Wei Shuang firmly in his grasp.
The hall fell into a deathly silence, and Wang Ruofu, who had only recently learned that Xiao Yu was pregnant, was completely stunned.
How sudden! Just a few days ago, the two of them were still inseparable, reading memorials to each other, their affection making his old teeth ache with envy.
Most importantly, if the regent is executed, what will happen to the imperial heirs?
Your Majesty's identity as a Kunzhe has been confirmed, but the child in your womb still needs Wei Shuang's incense!
“This matter involves many issues, Your Majesty, please reconsider…” Wang Ruofu took the lead in pleading, his gaze lingering on Xiao Yu’s lower abdomen, stammering and struggling to speak, “Your Majesty, even if you don’t care about the monk, you should at least consider the Buddha. Keeping the Regent Prince is still useful.”
The other court officials nodded in agreement.
Yes, yes! Your Majesty and the Regent have been like husband and wife for the past five years, and now they've even sworn a lifelong vow. They can't be separated for the rest of their lives; they might quarrel in bed, but they'll make up before they get out of bed...
Ji Lian was stunned for a moment after receiving the imperial decree, but he quickly composed himself, grasped the decree written by Xiao Yu, and stormed into the study of the general's mansion with a cold face.
"His Majesty has decreed that Wei Shuang be arrested and imprisoned immediately." Fearing that Wei Shuang would not cooperate, Ji Lian added, "It is a private prison within His Majesty's palace."
...Eunuch Feng's recent lavish renovations of his private prison were indeed justified.
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Author's Note: [Clown] So laggy, so laggy.
A luxuriously decorated private prison: providing the Empress with a warmth akin to her palace.
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