The woman's voice spread from her ears to her heart, numbing her bones.
Di Yu could no longer hold back the lust in his heart. He raised his head and hooked her chin, and pressed his fingertips on her red lips. The overwhelming male hormones hit her and enveloped her.
His breath lightly 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 spread, and his warm palms covered the back of her neck.
He was breathing heavily, and sucked her red lips hard and brutally. She was unable to resist, and her body was limp. She struggled, her hands restless, and he strangled her hands with one hand, shackles above her head.
Di Yu was breathing rapidly, as if he could no longer control it. The beast suppressed in his body was ready to move. His whole body was extremely tight. He kissed her with great force and affection.
Jiang Jingyu, who had had sexual intercourse several times, tried to respond, and her slight response made Di Yu kiss him more and more fiercely. The kiss moved from the red lips to the neck, and then gradually downwards. His big palms restlessly moved from Get in at the hem of clothes.
The hotness of her palms made her shiver, and she made a sound in her throat.
"His Majesty……"
"Call me Ayu."
The man's voice was very charming and hoarse.
The jet-black dragon robe rolled up with the white lining slipped to the ground.
The two people's breaths intertwined, and the whole hall was full of beauty.
Afterwards, Jiang Jingyu secretly took fake pregnancy pills.
At this time, the two of them were sitting cross-legged on the bed, and what was placed in front of them was the bright yellow imperial edict of the late emperor.
Jiang Jingyu tilted her head and looked at him, continuing the unfinished conversation: "Is there anyone in the palace who understands Sanskrit?"
"There is no such thing in the palace. I have only heard that the abbot of Yongquan Temple understands Sanskrit."
The late emperor knew dozens of languages, Sanskrit was one of them and the one he least commonly used.
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 the contents of the edict, and tomorrow I will find a way to go to Yongquan Temple to find the abbot to find out the meaning!"
Di Yu stopped him without thinking.
"I'm not worried about Wanwan going alone. Besides, going to Yongquan Temple rashly could easily scare the enemy. There will be a lecture at Yongquan Temple in a month, and I will go there in person."
No matter what was written in the late emperor's edict, Emperor Yu did not want to involve Jiang Jingyu in it.
Emperor Yu had already made up his mind, and Jiang Jingyu stopped trying to persuade him.
The late emperor's edicts were already in their hands. Without the opportunity of the late emperor's edicts, Su Jingyan, that stinking scumbag, would not have dared to easily launch a palace coup.
Thinking of the turmoil in the previous life, Jiang Jingyu reminded him solemnly: "Ah Yu, maybe Su Jingyan has been secretly raising soldiers and horses."
During the palace coup in the previous life, Su Jingyan led a large number of soldiers and horses to surround the palace. The troop was so strong that the soldiers guarding Kyoto could not resist it.
The situation was so urgent that Emperor Yu had no time to dispatch the troops stationed outside back to Beijing.
Di Yu's eyes flashed slightly.
As an important official of the imperial court, Zuo Yushi of the Supervisory Yuan had made great contributions no matter when the late emperor was in power or after Emperor Yu succeeded to the throne.
As a confidant, if the Inspector Zuo's censor turned against him, Emperor Yu could only say that he hid it so well that neither he nor the late Emperor noticed anything about it.
But now the late emperor's edict is in front of him. It was stolen by Jean Wanwan, the son of the left censor of the Supervisory Yuan. The loyalty of the censor...heh, he really has a heart that can be punished!
"Wanwan, no matter what happens in the future, it has nothing to do with you. I don't ask for anything else, I just want you to be safe."
When there was no turmoil in the court, he was her support, and he wished she could stick to him, but if there was real turmoil, he would rather she go as far as she could.
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One month later.
Emperor Yu went to Yongquan Temple on the pretext of attending the abbot's lecture.
The ministers felt so happy.
Since the last time Emperor Yu was furious, they did not dare to mention the issue of heirs.
But it is not a solution for the royal family to have no heirs. Fortunately, now His Majesty has begun to care about heirs. In the name of attending lectures, he went to Yongquan Temple to ask for a son! !
Jiang Jingyu had a bad appetite these past two days and often retched and felt like vomiting. It was only Emperor Yu who coaxed him to take a few bites of food.
Now after just two bites, I vomited it all out again.
Cong Yancong and Xiao Dengzi were extremely worried.
"Your Majesty, why don't you ask a royal doctor to take your pulse?"
Little Dengzi was worried when he saw Jiang Jingyu in such discomfort.
On the day Jiang Jingyu was canonized as a virtuous concubine, little Dengzi was transferred to Jinhua Palace by Eunuch Su to serve. Just as he thought, he has now become the top leader of Jinhua Palace.
He was loyal to Jiang Jingyu and kept Jinhua Palace in order.
After Cong Ye cleaned up the spittoon basin, he came to Jiang Jingyu's side and looked at her with a worried look.
"Your Majesty, would you like me to take your pulse?"
Jiang Jingyu's face was pale and she stretched out her hand weakly.
Cong Ye quickly felt for her pulse. After finding out Jiang Jingyu's physical condition, Cong Ye's eyes widened suddenly and he covered his mouth in shock.
Her expression frightened Cong Yan and Xiao Dengzi.
The two people hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong with your mother's health??"
Cong Ye calmed down, and the shock in his eyes turned into surprise.
"Your Majesty is pregnant!"
"I'm pregnant, I thought something was wrong." After muttering, Xiao Dengzi's eyes suddenly widened: "Cong Ye, what did you say? Say it again!!"
Under the incredulous gazes of Cong Yan and Xiao Dengzi, Cong Ye repeated what he just said.
"My dear, she is already one month pregnant!"
Snapped--
Xiao Dengzi slapped himself hard.
hiss! It hurts! !
"I'm not dreaming, I'm not dreaming! Great! Your Majesty is pregnant!"
Little Dengzi was spinning around in excitement, and even though he was excited, he was still a little worried.
"No, no, I have to invite an imperial doctor to come over and let the imperial doctor take a good look at my wife!"
