The Royal’s Little Lady

He didn't want to leave.

He approached, opened the brocade tent, sat on the couch, then gathered it carefully, took off his boots, and lifted his foot up.

The two were lying on the bed together.

Originally, the brocade was placed diagonally on her body, but now he went in and wrapped it around two people.

Xiao Heng raised his hand and touched her belly.

There was only a thin layer of soft coat inside, through the coat, he could feel the soft and greasy inside.

"It's not like it used to be."

In the past, her belly turned out to be bulging and hard, and she could feel the fleshy arms, legs, and bottoms inside.

"He should be asleep too." Her cheeks were bright and red, her eyes were shy and timid, her head was lowered, and her voice was extremely soft.

"Ok."

Xiao Heng stopped moving, held her shoulders, and lay with her.

"When did you have lunch?" He asked with his arms around her, looking at the brocade pattern on the embroidery.

"It's been an hour, and I just used another blood bird's nest soup before. Where is San Ye, San Ye is ready for food?" Gu Suier leaned softly on his sturdy shoulder, and said in a low voice, looking shy and shy. Jiao Han.

"The ones used with the emperor will come out when they are used up." In the past, Xiao Heng would not mention these things outside of the house with Gu Suier, so he spoke unconsciously today.

The voice is still faint.

"Oh..." Gu Suier felt relieved when he heard him say this, and gently rubbed her soft and delicate face against his arm: "That's good."

Xiao Heng lowered his eyes to look at the woman lying on his arms, her appearance was soft and moving, like a cat who was cautiously coquettish.

"Sleep for a while, and get up later, I will take you to practice calligraphy together."

Gu Suier heard this voice coming from above her head, wondering if it was her illusion, the voice was low and muffled, not as cold as his usual.

"Ok……"

But I feel uncomfortable.

Why is it practicing calligraphy again? He is holding himself, but he is only thinking about practicing calligraphy in his heart?

She didn't want to be lazy, but her daughter's family was leaning on the arms of her beloved man, always looking forward to listening to a sweet word, which is something she doesn't like to say. She hugged her for a while, right?

But all he was thinking about was the practice of calligraphy.

She pressed against his arm silently, feeling the heat, thinking for a while, hesitating, and entangled for a while, and finally wanted to try Mother An's method.

So she stretched out the lotus root arm and tried to hug him.

The man's waist is really hard, his hands are like rocks, full of strength.

She stretched out timidly, tentatively looped around, hung on his neck embarrassingly, and then her soft body also leaned over, snuggled him, rubbed gently, and slowly rubbed.

The man took a deep breath and suddenly stretched out his hand, firmly grasping her wrist.

"What are you doing?" He was rather impatient in his cold, hoarse tone.

"I, I..." Gu Suier blinked, a little startled.

She just followed what Mother An said, what Mother An said, if you use this trick, it will definitely be possible.

If you are not a eunuch, you can.

But now why is it different from Mother An.

"Sleep." Xiao Heng looked really angry, he didn't even have a word, turned his back to her, lay there, and ignored her again.

Gu Suier was there innocently, and it took a long time to slowly recover.

After recovering, tears filled his eyes, and then he lay down slowly.

The heart was cold and icy, as if the whole person had fallen into an ice cellar, tears flowed down his cheeks, and kept hitting the embroidery.

And Xiao Heng, who turned his back, naturally couldn't really fall asleep.

How could he fall asleep.

After taking a few deep breaths, he finally controlled his emotions and calmed down. After calming down, he could hear the voice of the little woman behind him.

At the beginning, there was no movement, but later it seemed that he couldn't help it, his shoulders shrank and shivered, suppressing hard, but still unable to restrain the light sip from his mouth.

In the darkness, he sighed lightly, turned around, stretched out his arms, trying to embrace her.

Who knew she was biting her lip, looking at him with water in her eyes, aggrieved and humiliated, so pitiful.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears for her, but she bit her lip, turned her face slightly, and avoided him.

He had no choice but to sit up and stare at her.

She simply turned her face away, covered her face and didn't look at him, and then struggled to turn over.

But her stomach is so big, it is not easy to turn over now, she rolls over embarrassingly.

It was originally meant to be a little bit coquettish and complaining, crying and ignoring him, but now he is defeated.

He quickly reached out to help her.

She watched him stretch out her hand, and she suddenly felt wronged to the extreme.

From meeting him at the beginning, to being ridiculed and mocked by all kinds of local people, to the pain and humiliation of abortion drugs, and now in Yanjing City, all kinds of cautious, flattering him in every way, but he was so disgusted.

She pulled the quilt, covered her face, and hid under the quilt, crying.

Crying like a child without a mother.

She is even more pitiful than the child without a mother. In this splendid and magnificent Mansion of Rui Ding, there are any emperors, queens, princesses, and wives here, all of them are so good that she has never seen them. Character, she's just a humble village girl, she's not as good as people everywhere, her eyes are blackened, who can love her and who can pity her?

She is just a concubine, if he hates her, what can she do?

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved, and the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. She couldn't help it. She hid under the quilt, crying and shaking all over.

"Sui'er, don't cry."

He does not coax people, facing her crying like this, he is helpless.

But no matter where Gu Suier heard this, the more he persuaded her not to cry, the more she wanted to cry, and she couldn't stop crying no matter what.

In the darkness, Xiao Heng was silent for a moment, and finally lay down and hugged her. Lian Jin was taken and embraced.

Gu Suier, a soft-tempered person, had a temper. She kicked in his arms, pushed him with her hand, and tried to kick him with her foot.

This was something she had never dared to do in the past, but now she cried so much that she didn't know who was who, she only remembered her grievances, and only thought about his bad.

Xiao Heng hugged Gu Suier, who was crying into tears helplessly. He saw that the pink cheeks were full of tears, his clear eyes were red, and tears were still streaming down, his thin mouth. The child was still trembling, like a pitiful little rabbit.

At this moment of life, Mother An outside the door seemed to have heard the movement, and she reminded her in a low voice from the outside: "San Ye, the little lady, don't be too sad. Carefully move your fetus."

This is really adding fuel to the fire. Xiao Heng was already sweating on his forehead. Hearing this, his eyes suddenly became cold and angry, and he said sharply: "Get out."

The grandmother outside the door was taken aback, and then she ran away.

My little madam, it’s not that my grandmother won't save you, it's really the third master is too fierce!

Gu Suier in Xiao Heng's arms was originally crying and crying, but now suddenly he heard such a fierce word, no one can tell who he was talking about. She trembled with fright, her lips trembled, tears fell, and panic. Looking at him cowardly, the clear eyes were filled with tears, and the tears were about to fall, so pitiful.

Xiao Heng is so cold-hearted, how can he see the woman in her arms so wronged.

He encircled her, bowed his head, and kissed her tears with his own lips, softly and sweetly, with gentle movements. He didn't know how much he felt sorry for her.

While kissing, he mutely coaxed: "Sui'er, don't cry, I'm not talking about you, you are not murderous..."

However, it was too late for him to coax, and Gu Suier's grievances flooded up, no matter how easy it was to disappear.

Gu Suier ignored him, turned her face away, her blushing mouth, bulging cheeks, and tears in her eyes.

Seeing her puffy little look, it was really charming, Xiao Heng's Adam's apple slipped down, suppressing all kinds of chests, pressing his face against her cheeks wet with tears, and said dumbly: "Don't be angry. , Eh? It’s me who is not good, I irritated you."

Such words are really rare for Xiao Heng. How could a person who was so cold and arrogant in his life make such words in a low-down novel.

For Gu Suier in the past, this was almost impossible.

How could the humble woman expect Xiao Heng to say such things to herself?

But now he said, he still coaxed her with his arms around her a hundredfold.

Amidst the coldness of her grievance, sweetness slowly appeared. Although the sweetness was only a little bit, it gradually melted into the warm water, overflowing her chest, and the faint sweetness permeated every part of her body.

It's just that the grievances can't be dissipated with these words after all, her black eyes glanced at him with tears, cowardly grievances.

"You... why do you treat me like this? If you really hate me, I, I..."

At this point, she couldn't make a sentence at all.

"I didn't dislike you." Xiao Heng put his arms around her and quickly explained.

"But, but..." She sucked on her small red nose and wanted to talk, but because she had cried for too long, she choked and couldn't speak.

Xiao Heng had to help her gently and calmly: "But what?"

Gu Suier was aggrieved, tears fell again, and pitifully complained: "You turn your back to me!"

Xiao Heng: "..."

He didn't know that turning his back to her was such a heinous accusation, and he made her speak out with such a righteous indignation.

Gu Suier watched him pursing her lips without saying a word, and immediately said: "You despise me, you are tired of me... You just ignore me..."

Xiao Heng sighed helplessly, put his arms around her shoulders, then lowered his head and pressed her lips fiercely.

The thin, red lips, soft and sweet, sucked in the mouth, and gently slapped them. I don't know how much it tastes like.

It's just because of her tears today that there is a bit of astringency in the sweetness, and the astringency is mixed with unexplained sweetness.

No matter how cold he was, he couldn't help kissing her slowly, and coaxing in a low voice between intervals: "I didn't dislike you."

She snuggled in his arms, looked up at him, and said with a small mouth: "You just turned your back to me..."

"Because I want you to rest well."

"You ignore me."

"I do not have."

"You still murder me."

"I am not the one who is fierce."

"..." Gu Suier bit her lip. There was no word for a while, some words could not be said, too shy.

Finally lowered her head, her face pressed against his chest, and finally couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "You haven't been close to me since that day. Are you tired of me?"

The voice is very low and light, soft and moving, and shy in grievance.