The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 457 The Empress Is Pregnant (4)
If Bailijing was conscious, she would have stopped this hand, and waited for him to offer it to her.She is always so rampant, knowing that he will not abandon her, she controls his heart to death.

But Junzhi was wrong, Bailijing didn't stop this time, although her slender fingers were thin and only bones remained, they were still warm and soft, and within a short while, he was deeply moved.

"Jing'er, are you feeling unwell?" The lights were not on, so he could only ask softly, watching her expression carefully in the dark, but there was no gasping and tears like when drug addiction hit.These days he knew everything about her habits and the state of her drug addiction, and tonight was different.

However, Bailijing didn't give him extra time to ask and test, her legs and feet were not fully healed, and she was still a little uneasy.But Xi Wu's waist is softer than that of ordinary people, she bent down easily, her soft lips covered Jun Zhi's, and she actually became the one who took the initiative.

Jun Zhi always likes to be in control, so there are too few situations that are controlled by her, but this time, she lost her sense of proportion in her methods, and she did the same thing to him in the way he used to serve her.However, compared with him, although she is young and clumsy, she is much more powerful.

"Jing'er!" Jun Zhi yelled, but she still didn't stop, Jun Zhi's spiritual consciousness was almost crushed by her, he closed his eyes and leaned back, his whole body tensed up, excruciatingly painful.

However, Jun Zhi's temperament can't be offended, he has been driven crazy by her, and he is in a mess, before Baili Jing kisses her again, he has already blocked her lips...

Everything is out of control, him and her.

In matters of love, a woman is always the weak one, no matter how strong the fire she ignites, she will be the weakest one when it ignites.

Baili Jing snuggled into Jun Zhi's arms softly, bit his ear and sighed softly: "Jun Zhi, you look the best..."

This voice is soft, but real, it's like gut-piercing poison, no, it's just Junzhi's drug!

He knew that she had suffered from the poison of "taking the flowers", so he didn't remember anything.Those hatreds and deceptions, despair and determination, all of them are completely forgotten. The only thing remembered in the world is his Jun Zhi, who is the most beautiful...

"Little boy, I miss you so much, I miss you every day..." Jun Zhiqing couldn't help but say touching words, as if the woman in his body was his long-lost soul, and she only came back to life suddenly at certain nights. Come and have fun with him.

There are so many hers, obedient, stubborn, obsessed, and willful, but only this one who is lost forgets all of her and loves him the most.

Therefore, he also loves her so much and misses her so much, not just to control his drug addiction with emotion, he just wants to melt together with her and never be separated from her forever.

Jun Zhi didn't know how long that night was, only that he told her his love and desire over and over again.

If you love someone and she doesn't love him, that's bitter love. Every day is more bitter than sweet, and it's torture for both of you.If you love someone and she loves him too, that would be a perfect thing.

When he woke up the next day, Jun Zhi looked at her sober eyes and thought helplessly.

The face is still the same, and the body is the same body, but after he has been tortured for a long time, he thinks more and more about the short-lived her last night.Unfortunately, he knew that she had forgotten everything about last night.

"It would be great if I were always so good." Jun Zhi patted her head and sighed with a smile.

She lay there, expressionless, looking at the top of the bed, she didn't seem to care about his praise and dislike, she opened her mouth as if her soul had been emptied, and said something that Jun Zhi couldn't quite hear: "Every time you wake up like this Come on, I feel like a prostitute in Bibo Pavilion..."

"Your Majesty, the sacrificial ceremony must not be delayed. It is time for you to get up." The servant reminded me at this moment.

"What?" His attention was all on the sacrificial ceremony, thinking that he only needed the blessing of his ancestors to protect her from recovery.He didn't have time to go into what she said, and if he asked again, she refused to say any more.

"Do people like you believe in the blessings of your ancestors?"

"A person like you, what do you want? What do you like about me?"

After he changed into the sacrificial attire, before leaving, she asked him two questions in a row, and he answered them patiently.He didn't even know what went wrong, what made her suddenly have the idea of ​​suicide, why on the second day of being in love with him, she actually destroyed herself and forced her to die.

They went crazy that night, and the two of them did not know how many times, he was afraid that she would be pregnant, and he was also worried that feeding her medicine would conflict with the poison she was suffering from, so he hesitated not to feed her.When she destroyed herself and was about to die, how could he have the heart to think about whether she would be pregnant?Compared with her life, those can be forgotten.

Look at how helpless he is as the emperor of Daqin against this heaven.The love he seeks on purpose is seldom obtained, and his wife insists on going her own way to leave him.And the fruit he unintentionally planted, that poor fetus born out of love, in exchange for her compromise to survive at this time, she is willing to stay with him and give birth to a child for him...

"Thank you Your Majesty for loving me..."

A fluttering sentence rang in his ears, pulling Jun Zhi back from that night, and looking down at the woman in his arms.

She still called him "Your Majesty". She didn't really care how much he loved her, nor did she care how much this child came because of his love. She must have her own plan.Junzhi doesn't expose her.

"Hey, are you still hungry? The food is a little cold, let the imperial dining room redo it." Jun Zhi looked at the several plates of pastries and delicacies on the small table, and coaxed patiently.

"Will Your Majesty eat with me?" She looked up at him with a smile in her eyes, her voice was hoarse but not very unpleasant.

Jun Zhi just looked at her like this, no trace of the majesty of the emperor was left in front of her, he stroked her face with that rough palm, and nodded: "Okay, I will eat with you."

Bailijing laughed. Even if her face withered away, her smile was enough to make people's hearts flutter. She seemed to have made up her mind to become a demon concubine, so she raised her head and kissed Jun Zhi's chin.The emaciated body was pressed against Jun Zhi's chest, and he still thanked him: "Your Majesty is so kind to me."

Jun Zhi raised the corners of his lips in a trance following her praise, each of these "Your Majesty" made his heart tremble, but his arms still hugged her and patted her on the back.God knows, as long as she is willing to talk, that's fine, and he can accept it calmly.

The court maids and imperial physicians outside waited anxiously, fearing that there would be another disturbance, but they didn't know that the emperor and empress were snuggling up on the dragon couch, no one could have predicted this reversal.

Since then, Bailijing has only been wearing an outer shirt. Fortunately, the Nuan Pavilion is not cold, but when she moved, the clothes on her shoulders slipped off, and Jun Zhi put it on again for her: "Is it cold?"

When Jun Zhi's slender fingers lightly touched her shoulder blades, he remembered the deer mulberry flower that he had forgotten, and his black eyes couldn't help shrinking again...

(End of this chapter)