"Can you call me again?"
Di Yu stared straight at Jiang Jingyu's red lips, waiting for her to call him again.
Jiang Jingyu raised her eyebrows slightly. She called him A Yu, and he seemed to enjoy it?
After telling Emperor Yu everything he was most worried about, he did not take his anger out on her, so Jiang Jingyu was naturally happy to coax him.
With her red lips slightly curled, she hooked her hands around Di Yu's neck, let him lean on her shoulder, and said something in his ear.
"Ayu."
The woman's voice went from her ears to her heart, numbing her bones.
Di Yu could no longer hold back the desire in his heart. He raised his head, hooked her chin, and pressed his fingertips against her red lips. The male hormones flooded over her, engulfing her.
His breath brushed her forehead, and then his lips were pressed against hers. By the time Jiang Jingyu reacted, her lips and teeth had been pried open, the faint fragrance of tea wafted around, and a warm palm covered the back of her neck.
He was breathing heavily, sucking her red lips hard and savagely. She was unable to resist, her body was limp and powerless. She struggled, her hands restless. He grabbed her hands with one hand and shackled them above her head.
Di Yu's breathing became rapid, as if he could no longer restrain himself. The beast suppressed in his body was ready to move. His whole body was extremely tense. He kissed her with great force and affection.
Jiang Jingyu, who had enjoyed sex several times, tried to respond, and her slight response made Di Yu kiss her more and more fiercely. The kiss moved from her red lips to her neck, and then gradually moved down. His big hand restlessly drilled into her clothes.
The heat of her palm made her shudder and a sound came out of her throat.
"His Majesty……"
"Call me A-Yu."
The man's voice was extremely charming and hoarse.
The pitch-black dragon robe rolled up the white lining and slid to the ground.
The two people's breaths intertwined, and the whole room was filled with charm.
Afterwards, Emperor Yu held the limp Jiang Jingyu in his arms and took a bath with her. When the two returned to the bedroom, Jiang Jingyu had regained some strength.
The two of them sat cross-legged on the huge round bed, and in front of them was the box containing the late emperor's will.
"Ayu, open it and take a look."
Jiang Jingyu looked at him expectantly, hoping that he could understand the letters and spells above.
Emperor Yu nodded slightly and took out the late emperor's will from the box.
When he opened it, familiar letters and spells came into view.
Jiang Jingyu tilted her head and looked at him: "What's written on it?"
Emperor Yu pursed his lips and said, "It's Sanskrit. I don't understand it."
"Sanskrit? Is there anyone in the palace who knows Sanskrit?"
"There's none in the palace. I only heard that the abbot of Yongquan Temple knows Sanskrit."
The late emperor knew dozens of languages, Sanskrit being one of them, and also the one he used least often.
Since he wrote his will in Sanskrit, there must be some secret he wants to hide in it!
After learning that the abbot of Yongquan Temple knew Sanskrit, Jiang Jingyu made a decision.
"First, copy down the contents of the will. Tomorrow I'll find a reason to go to Yongquan Temple and ask the abbot to interpret its meaning!"
Emperor Yu stopped it without thinking.
"I'm worried about Wanwan going alone. Furthermore, rashly going to Yongquan Temple could easily alert the enemy. There's a lecture at Yongquan Temple in a month, and I'll go there in person then."
No matter what was written in the late emperor's will, Emperor Yu did not want to involve Jiang Jingyu.
Emperor Yu had already made up his mind, and Jiang Jingyu stopped trying to persuade him since she couldn't persuade him.
Anyway, the late emperor's will is already in their hands. Without this opportunity, that scumbag Su Jingyan would not dare to launch a coup easily.
Thinking of the turmoil in the previous life, Jiang Jingyu reminded with a serious face: "Ayu, perhaps Su Jingyan has already secretly raised troops."
During the palace coup in the previous life, Su Jingyan led a large number of troops to surround the imperial palace. The army was so large that the soldiers guarding Kyoto could not resist it at all.
The situation was urgent and Emperor Yu had no time to dispatch the troops stationed outside back to the capital.
Emperor Yu's eyes flickered slightly.
As an important official of the court, the Left Censor of the Supervisory Office had made great contributions both during the reign of the previous emperor and after Emperor Yu ascended the throne.
As a trusted minister, if the Left Censor of the Inspectorate had any rebellious intentions, Emperor Yu could only say that he hid it so well that even he and the late emperor did not notice it at all.
But now the late emperor's will is in front of us. It was Wanwan, the son of the Left Censor of the Supervisory Office, who stole it. The Censor's sincerity... Oh, his heart is truly despicable!
"Wanwan, no matter what happens in the future, it has nothing to do with you. I ask for nothing else but your safety."
When there was no unrest in the court, he was her support and he wished she would stick to him, but if there was unrest, he would rather she go as far away as possible.
A dreamless night.
The next day at 11:00 AM, Emperor Yu went to the morning court. When Jiang Jingyu woke up, she took the fake pregnancy pill.
A month later.
Emperor Yu went to Yongquan Temple under the pretext of attending the abbot's lecture.
The ministers were so relieved.
Ever since Emperor Yu got furious last time, they didn't dare mention the issue of offspring again.
But the royal family's lack of children wasn't a solution. Fortunately, His Majesty had begun to take the matter of having children seriously, and under the pretext of attending a lecture, he went to Yongquan Temple to pray for a child! !
Jiang Jingyu had a poor appetite in the past two days, often retching and wanting to vomit, and only after Di Yu coaxed her to eat a few bites of food.
Now he vomited it all out after just two bites.
Cong Yancong and Xiao Dengzi were very worried.
"Your Majesty, how about asking an imperial physician to take your pulse?"
Little Dengzi was anxious when he saw Jiang Jingyu was in so much pain.
On the day Jiang Jingyu was canonized as the virtuous concubine, little Dengzi was transferred to Jinhua Palace by Eunuch Su to serve. Just as he expected, he has now become the head of Jinhua Palace.
He was loyal to Jiang Jingyu and kept Jinhua Palace in good order.
After Cong cleaned up the spittoon, he came to Jiang Jingyu's side and looked at her with a worried look on his face.
"Your Majesty, may I ask you to feel your pulse?"
Jiang Jingyu's face was pale and she stretched out her hand weakly.
Cong Ye hurriedly took her pulse. After finding out Jiang Jingyu's physical condition, Cong Ye suddenly widened his eyes and covered his mouth in shock.
Her expression scared Cong Yan and Xiao Dengzi.
The two hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong with the queen's body?"
Cong calmed himself down, and the shock in his eyes turned into surprise.
"The Queen is pregnant!"
"She's pregnant, I thought something was wrong." Xiao Dengzi muttered, then suddenly widened his eyes: "Cong Ye, what did you say? Say it again!!"
Under the incredulous gazes of Cong Yan and Xiao Dengzi, Cong Ye repeated what he had just said.
"The queen is already one month pregnant!"
Snap——
Little Dengzi slapped himself hard.
Hiss! It hurts!
"I'm not dreaming, this servant is not dreaming! Great! The Queen is pregnant!"
Little Dengzi was so excited that he was spinning around, but he was still a little worried.
"No, no, I have to invite an imperial physician to come over and have him take a good look at the Empress!"
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