The self-disciplined princess wins

Chapter 87 Revenge
Fu Zhiyuan's face darkened, what is this all about?
Good harem concubines, why are they drank here in Zhang Anchu's place, and they can't even stand still?

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, they drank too much wine today because they were happy to serve the Emperor in the palace." Zhang Anchu nodded when he saw his complexion.

"Send them all back." Fu Zhiyuan said angrily.

When the maids of Wangyou Palace heard this, they hurriedly supported their masters to go back.

Zhang Anchu originally thought that there would be many battles in the harem, and he had already thought about how to deal with them in advance.

However, after this drinking game, she felt that it was not the case.

They are only eighteen years old, just married, even though they have their own temperaments, their natures are still pure.

Some people may be a bit crooked, but at least, at this moment, they all open their hearts.

After everyone left, Siyu and Yurou cleaned up the mess.

Fu Zhiyuan sat on the soft bed without saying a word.

He went back and forth, I am afraid that he could not be driven away.

Seeing him, Zhang Anchu didn't speak, obviously still angry.

"Your Majesty, the concubine should rest first." Zhang Anchu said, ignoring him.

Fu Zhiyuan didn't speak, and let her go.

Siyu took off the red hairpin jewelry from her head, let her hair loose, and the hot water was already prepared.

Zhang Anchu looked back, Fu Zhiyuan was fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his hands, and he was still lying on the soft bed as before.

After a while, I will take a bath...

Zhang Anchu gritted his teeth. Anyway, there was a screen, and he couldn't see it just for taking a bath.

Zhang Anchu took off his clothes under the screen and slowly entered the bathtub.

Close your eyes and enjoy the comfort of being wrapped in hot water now.

I was thinking, what should I do next?
Although these concubines are new to the palace, they are still very innocent, just like their former self, but with different personalities.

However, she still wanted palace power, and she still had a child in her stomach, so she had to protect it well.

Just in case, the palace power must be in hand.

Also, the sister-in-law's hairpin has been delivered to that person, and it has been a while, but there is no reply so far.

The sister-in-law said that if there is a need, you can find him.

She didn't want to be trapped under the identity of the egret, but also wanted to be herself.

But now, he is the only one who can use it.

Zhang Anchu thought to himself, he was imprisoned in the mansion, so he might not be able to help him.

Zhang Anchu was disappointed in his heart, and in the future, he could only rely on himself.

Then there is only one way to make Fu Zhiyuan really like himself.

But this...

Even if she didn't want to, didn't like Fu Zhiyuan, or even hated him, that was the only way she could do it.

Zhang Anchu opened his eyes, but saw Fu Zhiyuan standing in front of her.

"Emperor... Your Majesty..." Zhang Anchu protected the front and turned his back, leaving only his back.

This is too unexpected, how come in quietly?
Fortunately, there are petals in the bathtub, which can block a lot of sight.

"I want to take a bath too, hurry up." Fu Zhiyuan fiddled with the water with his fingers, not knowing whether it was on purpose or not.

Zhang Anchu nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hand and tore off the coat on the hanger, put it on, and hurriedly got out of the tub.

Fu Zhiyuan saw that her body was not dried and her hair was still wet, so he ran away.

"return."

When Zhang Anchu heard what he said, he stopped on the spot and asked without looking back, "What else does the emperor want?"

"Come here." Fu Zhiyuan said coldly.

Zhang Anchu had no choice but to turn around and come to him.

Fu Zhiyuan tore off the sweat towel from the hanger and handed it to her.

"Wipe dry before leaving." Fu Zhiyuan said.

He didn't want Zhang Anchu to suffer from cold and pregnant because of this, and drinking soup and medicine would be bad for the child.

Zhang Anchu was stunned, wipe dry?In front of him?
Although the two are already very close, but she...

Somewhat unwilling to meet frankly in front of him.

"Also invite the emperor to go out." Zhang Anchu nodded and said.

She didn't know if Fu Zhiyuan would listen, but all she could do was ask him out.

Fu Zhiyuan understood, she still had some face.

Unlike in Beiping Hou's Mansion, there is no shame.

Fu Zhiyuan stepped around the screen and did not stay in front of her.

Zhang Anchu just took off his coat and wiped it gently.

Afterwards, she quickly put on her clothes, came out from the screen, and said, "Your Majesty, let's take a bath."

Fu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, and saw that Zhang Anchu had gone around the screen in front of the bed after speaking, and should have been lying down.

Zhang Anchu was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and there was an unfinished book next to the pillow.

If it was before, I would definitely have to look through it.

But now, she couldn't stand it anymore.

There is only one bed in this room.

If Fu Zhiyuan lived here, as the emperor, no matter what, he would lie on the bed.

She used to be able to sleep on the floor, but thinking about sleeping on the floor every day in the future, she felt uncomfortable.

After all, she was also the daughter of the Marquis of Beiping, and she was also a daughter of a thousand gold, so it was only once in a while, and she had to sleep on the floor when she entered the palace.

"Siyu, bring another quilt over here." Zhang Anchu ordered.

Or sleep in separate beds, Fu Zhiyuan sleeps on one side, she sleeps on the other.

Thinking of this, Zhang Anchu switched and lay on the other side.

Siyu carried a quilt over and spread it on the bed, with a troubled expression on her face, she whispered into Zhang Anchu's ear and said, "Miss, do you want to share the quilt with the emperor?"

Zhang Anchu nodded, she felt that Fu Zhiyuan should be acceptable.

That time the sleeping was only for the sake of the heir, now that she had a child in her womb, there would be no such thing as the sleeping.

Even if the two of them lay together, it was purely under the quilt.

Since that's all it is, it's normal to divide the quilts.

"Miss, can this work?" Siyu was worried that Zhang Anchu would be accused of disrespecting the emperor.

During these days in the palace, she has understood some rules, although she has never heard of the rule that she cannot share the quilt with the emperor, guessing, isn't sharing the quilt an obvious dislike?

Fu Zhiyuan might not think so if it was on other concubines, but not necessarily on Zhang Anchu.

"Don't worry, step back quickly." Zhang Anchu opened her mouth and said, she didn't care if she could do it or not, now that she had an heir in her womb, she had the capital to fight Fu Zhiyuan.

Siyu had no choice but to retreat slowly.

Soon, Fu Zhiyuan came over in his underwear, looked at the two quilts on the bed, and asked Zhang Anchu to sleep on the other side, and there was a pillow on the other side.

There is nothing to understand here, not only to divide the bed, but also to sleep separately.

Fu Zhiyuan's eyes were dark, he paused, lifted the quilt, and lay down.

Zhang Anchu turned his back to the outside, feeling that he had already lay down and said nothing, he was relieved.

Just when she was about to close her eyes, Fu Zhiyuan said, "I don't want to lie with you either."

Zhang Anchu felt depressed and thought to himself, do you think I want to lie down with you?

"However, since you are pregnant now, it is not appropriate for you to sleep on the floor." Fu Zhiyuan said again.

Zhang Anchu rolled his eyes...

In other words, you still have to think about his kindness, is he caring?

Seeing that she was silent, Fu Zhiyuan asked again, "Why don't you thank me?"

Zhang Anchu simply ignored it and pretended to be asleep.

Fu Zhiyuan still couldn't hear her reply, sat up angrily, and looked at her motionless.

Could it be that he fell asleep?
Fu Zhiyuan poked forward and saw Zhang Anchu's eyelashes flickering slightly, obviously it was fake!

Fu Zhiyuan raised the corner of his mouth, and he knew that Zhang Anchu was cunning and scheming.

Now, in order not to thank you, he even pretended to be asleep.

It seems that in Zhang Anchu's eyes, he is not an emperor at all, that is, he is superficially respectful.

Zhang Anchu prayed in his heart that Fu Zhiyuan would stop talking, and don't try to wake himself up, let alone find out that he was pretending to be asleep.

Still thinking about what to do if found out.

Fu Zhiyuan changed to the same direction as Zhang Anchu, and even threw his own quilt on the ground, lifted Zhang Anchu's quilt corners, and lay down in her bed.

Zhang Anchu trembled all over...

She can naturally feel Fu Zhiyuan's movements, what should she do now.

At this moment, she felt a trace of coolness on her face, and it was Fu Zhiyuan's fingers that gently brushed across her face.

Fu Zhiyuan did this on purpose. She wanted to share the bed, sleep separately, and pretend to sleep and ignore her, but that was not what she wanted.

Zhang Anchu remained motionless, not knowing whether to wake up or not at this moment.

While thinking, Fu Zhiyuan's fingers had already reached her lips, caressing her rosy lips, not only that, Fu Zhiyuan also nibbled on her ear, the hot air blowing out the hair beside her ear was very itchy.

Zhang Anchu thought to himself, if he still didn't wake up, wouldn't he be sleeping like a dead pig?

"Your Majesty, what are you doing? The concubine is pregnant." Zhang Anchu could no longer pretend to be asleep, opened his eyes, leaned to the side, and distanced himself from Fu Zhiyuan.

"What? Stop pretending to be asleep?" Fu Zhiyuan asked in a teasing voice.

Zhang Anchu suddenly felt wronged, it was Fu Zhiyuan who took his bed, and now she was lying on his bed, it was his caring, his gift.

Thinking of this, tears flowed out involuntarily. Duosi always wanted to cry because she was pregnant, and now she couldn't control it.

Seeing that she didn't answer again, Fu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and pulled it, as easy as playing with a small doll, and turned her back to her body.

Fu Zhiyuan was stunned, he never expected Zhang Anchu to cry again...

He didn't say anything at all...

But I just asked, why didn't you pretend to be asleep, and the answer was, why did you cry?
Thinking of being in his palace today, Zhang Anchu went back with red eyes like this.

For a moment, Fu Zhiyuan was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

When Zhang Anchu opened his eyes, he saw Fu Zhiyuan's stunned face, and he was furious.

"If you don't move to Wangyou Palace, you can lie on a big bed alone, which is very comfortable. Now that you come, you still have to squeeze together with you. You also said that you didn't let the concubine sleep on the floor. Why? You took it The bed of the concubine, do you still want the concubine to be grateful?"

Fu Zhiyuan didn't expect that it was because of the bed.

He moved to Wangyou Palace also for the good of Zhang Anchu.

She has an heir in her womb, and she doesn't eat much, so it's impossible to continue like this.

"I moved here for your own good!" Fu Zhiyuan was upset, feeling that she didn't know good from bad.

"For the sake of the concubine? Is it for the heirs in the womb of the concubine?" Zhang Anchu sneered, wiping away tears.

Fu Zhiyuan was stunned again, he could not deny that there was this reason.

This heir is very important to him.

but……

"I admit that I value this heir very much, but isn't the heir in your womb your heir?" Fu Zhiyuan asked back, his eyes fixed on Zhang Anchu.

Zhang Anchu was speechless, for a while, he didn't know what to say.

Yes, this is her heir, her child.

Seeing her appearance, Fu Zhiyuan knew that he was wrong.

"I value this heir, and it's your child too. We'll take care of it together. Why not? Don't you want him to be born?" Fu Zhiyuan asked immediately.

If Zhang Anchu really didn't want to have a baby, he wouldn't make things difficult for others, and said: "If you don't want to have a baby, I will ask the Royal Hospital to send you a bowl of miscarriage medicine. After you drink it, everything will be gone."

Zhang Anchu shook her head quickly, since she is also her own flesh and blood, she naturally wanted him to be born safely, and she never thought of not wanting this child.

"The concubine knows his mistake." Zhang Anchu lowered his head, admitting his mistake.

However, this is not the reason for Fu Zhiyuan to occupy her bed by force.

"It's good that you know your mistake." Fu Zhiyuan raised the corner of his mouth and nodded in satisfaction.

Zhang Anchu is good at this. If he knows that he is wrong, he will admit it.

It's not like some people who know they're wrong but don't admit it.

"The concubine will take good care of the children in her womb. Please rest assured, the emperor. It is inconvenient for you to move to Wangyou Palace. Why don't you move back tomorrow." Zhang Anchu understood his thoughts, and it was easy.

She will take care of it, don't bother him.

Fu Zhiyuan frowned, most of the mood that had just recovered had dissipated.

He didn't know why, but Zhang Anchu had promised to take good care of the child in his womb, so he shouldn't have any worries, and he could move out of Wangyou Palace.

At this time, after hearing what Zhang Anchu said, he felt that he was unwilling in his heart.

Fu Zhiyuan thought for a while, and said: "No, I just moved here, and then moved back immediately, don't worry about it, maybe there will be news that is not good for you."

"If I'm not around to watch, if something goes wrong, it's hard to turn around."

Zhang Anchu was stunned, his words seemed to be a little bit for Zhang Anchu.

Zhang Anchu bit his lip, looked at the bed, frowned in displeasure, and said, "This bed of my concubine can't fit two people, since the emperor wants to stay in Wangyou Palace, let's make a bed on the floor."

Fu Zhiyuan was angry in his heart, and looked at Zhang Anchu's eyes, which were still red.

He warned himself not to get angry, so as not to provoke her again.

"it is good."

The good word Fu Zhiyuan seems to be squeezed out between the teeth.

Then he got out of bed, opened the cabinet, and spread a stack of quilts on the floor, not far from the bed.

Fu Zhiyuan lay down, supported his body, and said, "Is this all right?"

Zhang Anchu chuckled, it turns out that he also has today, is this his revenge for hitting the floor?

(End of this chapter)