The "Spring Emperor" is a mythical and legendary figure. Even if it actually existed, it was probably from the unclear era of the Phoenix Dynasty and the Nine Provinces Fenglei Sword Sect.
Qin Shou'an rarely pays attention to such legendary figures, because current historical records often rely on literati records and oral transmission, and it is difficult to verify the authenticity of many historical figures and events.
He flipped through some historical documents, and there were some things in them that were clearly fabricated, but were still recorded in official history books.
What he knew about Emperor Chun was that he was a great master of martial arts, a miraculous doctor, and the founder of Fangzhongshu theory.
Because there is no record in various documents that Emperor Chun had any descendants, Qin Shou'an casually made up a reason why Emperor Chun had difficulty leaving heirs, which was difficult to verify anyway.
As long as the news about his difficulty in retaining an heir reaches the palace and the Queen Mother's ears, she will have to think twice before touching his belongings and transplanting them to the emperor.
Qin Shou'an estimated that the Queen Mother did not consider the possibility that Qin Shou'an would have difficulty conceiving when she and Chen Yizhai first made the transplant plan.
After all, most people wouldn't think it would be so unlucky. The emperor's root was dead, and the transplanted one couldn't take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit.
Chen Yizhai said back then that he had the most perfect body in the world. How could a perfect body not even have the basic function of giving birth to a child?
After Qin Shou'an released the news that he could not have an heir, they would probably have doubts after hearing this: After so many years, is he still the most perfect body in the world?
Qin Shou'an thought that the Queen Mother would probably instruct Chen Yizhai to diagnose his body.
He could also determine the approximate time when the Queen Mother would carry out the transplant plan - anyway, it would be after Chen Yizhai diagnosed his body again.
Then let's compete with this old woman in a battle of wits and courage.
Qin Shou'an knew very well that no matter how good the reasons were, no matter how many explanations came from all sides, the Queen Mother's downgrade of the funeral of King Langya was a thorn in Qin Shou'an's heart.
While he was trying to maintain a semblance of gentleness or even intimacy with the palace, he was still cautiously guarding against this old woman continuing to target the palace.
It's a bit preconceived and not objective and rational.
But it doesn't matter. Preconceptions bring about caution and guarding against others.
"The prince has not yet married, and Huaiyu only served you last night. Why do you say it is difficult for you to have an heir?"
Bai Ji let go of her sister and was no longer so vigilant. Instead, she looked at Qin Shou'an with some sympathy.
If a man can't save his seed, even if he still has the ability to force himself and occupy himself, Bai Ji feels that there is no such big threat.
"Didn't you say that I am the body of the Spring Emperor? The Spring Emperor left no heirs. It is said that he had three thousand maidens, and he had countless women with both rain and dew. In the end, there were no descendants left in the world. Isn't this obvious?"
Feeling Bai Ji's sympathetic tone, Qin Shouan also sighed with a heavy tone.
"Everything has not been decided yet, Prince, don't worry too much." Hei Ji directly lifted the quilt covering her legs and sat cross-legged on the bed.
Hei Ji is a scheming person. She said so, but she didn't think so in her heart. How can a man casually say that he can't leave an heir?
That's probably true.
In this case, even if Qin Shou'an violated him, it would not affect her breakthrough in the realm by allowing her to become pregnant with a child.
Maybe she will benefit a lot and get some opportunities to increase her cultivation.
"The prince is young, and he is at the age where he can indulge in pleasure. He will not easily leave an heir, but it saves him a lot of trouble. After all, many women also want to marry into the palace to save seeds for the palace." Bai Ji helped Qin Shou'an from the angle she was good at. analyse problem.
At the same time, Bai Ji's heart moved. The so-called icing on the cake is not as good as providing help when it is timely.
Now the prince is feeling sad, and his whole body lacks gentle comfort.
At the same time, he also feels inferior and cowardly because he has lost the most important function of a man. If Bai Ji can give him confidence at this time, he will definitely be grateful to Bai Ji.
As a prodigal, how could Bai Ji miss the opportunity to play with the prince's heart?
So Bai Ji's palm gently pressed Qin Shou'an's calf under the quilt.
On the surface, she turned her head away indifferently, looking at her with an infinite charm. The less she met his eyes, the more confused and intoxicated he became.
Just after she pressed it a few times, Bai Ji felt something was wrong. Did the prince's calves shrink?
Qin Shouan frowned and looked at Bai Ji, what did she mean?
Bai Ji finally turned around and met Qin Shouan's eyes.
Qin Shouan felt a little embarrassed and reached under the quilt to grab Bai Ji's hand away.
Bai Ji was puzzled. She lifted the quilt and took a look. Her expression suddenly changed and she quickly retracted her hand.
"What's wrong?" Hei Ji was a little confused and wanted to lift the quilt, but Bai Ji held the quilt tightly.
"nothing……"
"Let me see!"
"It's so cold, it takes away the heat!"
The two people pulled the quilt. Qin Shou'an simply snatched the quilt away and covered only himself and Huaiyu. He kicked his legs several times and drove the two sisters to the foot of the bed.
"Two adults, why are you trying to grab the quilt?"
Huaiyu pointed to the cabinet against the wall, "There are also quilts there."
Huaiyu was still held by Qin Shou'an, so there was no way to help the two adults get the quilt out.
Although it was Huaiyu's duty to serve the guests, the young prince refused to move and Huaiyu still listened to the young prince's words.
Hei Ji and Bai Ji just came back to their senses. It was okay to fall asleep on the bed. Now that they have woken up, why are they still crowded on his bed?
"I'll talk to you later!" Bai Ji pulled Hei Ji out of bed, found some shoes here and there, put them on, and left in a hurry.
Hei Ji is still thinking about it and has benefited a lot. In Bai Ji's view, this matter is not reliable and may even be life-threatening!
Bai Ji didn't know why Huai Yu didn't die, but from what Bai Ji saw just now, Hei Ji and Bai Ji would definitely die after being tortured all night!
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Seeing Hei Ji and Bai Ji suddenly leaving in a panic, Huaiyu pointed at the door, and Qin Shouan let her go.
Huaiyu shyly lifted the quilt, ran over and closed the door, then ran back quickly and hid in Qin Shou'an's arms. He pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, leaving only a pair of shy eyes, staring at him hesitantly. Follow Qin Shou'an.
"I'm just teasing them." Qin Shou'an saw Huai Yu's eyes and knew what the maid was worried about, "Young prince, I'm so powerful, so how come I can't leave an heir? Maybe you have one. ”
"Wu——" Huaiyu's cheeks were hot, and he simply closed his eyes in shame, and said nervously: "My servant dare not..."
"What are you afraid of? Don't forget that our palace has a throne to inherit." Qin Shouan said with a smile.
Huaiyu just opened his eyes. He subconsciously felt that he was not qualified. He almost forgot that the royal palace was different from ordinary people.
Many families are very taboo about a man having a son before marrying his first wife. After all, the eldest son born from a concubine sometimes competes with his legitimate son for family property. When the eldest son ascends to the throne, the legitimate son fails to inherit the ancestral hall. This kind of thing has happened.
Therefore, some families with good conditions will not want their daughters to marry such a man, so as to avoid the possibility that the legitimate mother and son will be kicked out in the future. The probability is very small, but no one wants to take such a risk, right?
The palace is different, it's about the succession of the throne.
It is not something that can be decided by a fight between the eldest son and the legitimate son in the palace. The palace is protecting and presiding over the succession, and the first wife has a royal decree, so the legitimate son's status is difficult to shake.
In addition, the succession to the throne is a matter of great importance. It is generally believed that having a son first to ensure that someone will inherit the throne is the most important thing. As for the eldest son and legitimate son, the importance can be moved later.
Just like the situation in the palace, the Queen Mother even remembered to do the transplant for His Majesty.
Qin Shou'an reached out and touched Huaiyu's belly, "Maybe this is our little prince. Hahaha..."
"The little prince is talking nonsense..." Huaiyu actually didn't expect that the child he gave birth to would become a little prince, but he still felt sweet in his heart.
She was a little worried that the young prince's difficulty in having an heir might not be just a joke. In short, it wouldn't hurt if Huaiyu worked harder.
Qin Shou'an refused Huaiyu's service and asked her to sleep a little longer. He got up and put on simple home clothes, kicked off his shoes and returned to his bedroom.
Tang Wanrong was still sleeping on his bed.
The intoxicating drugs of Chunxiao Baimeixiang and Yuntai Tea can knock down ninth-grade masters, but are naturally stronger for ordinary people. Hei Ji and Bai Ji can get up early because they are at the peak of eighth grade.
If Tang Wanrong couldn't be woken up now, Qin Shou'an doubted that she could sleep until the afternoon or even night.
This is not okay.
Han Xin and Yue Qing were both sensible. Seeing that Qin Shou'an had prepared a new wing for Huai Yu yesterday, they vaguely guessed that he would ask Huai Yu to sleep with him. They would not come early in the morning to prepare for him as usual. Get up, but not too late.
It's okay to be seen by them, as long as they are not allowed to talk nonsense, but it is a bit ugly in front of them.
Maybe they will think that little prince, you like to mess around so much, why don't you let Han Xin and Yue Qing also participate? Then she would give him a resentful look from time to time.
Qin Shou'an looked at Tang Wanrong. Her originally smooth and smooth belly was now an ink painting.
He couldn't help but raise his hands to press his face. He was too impulsive last night.
When I put Tang Wanrong on the bed, I thought that she was so naughty that she followed Hei Ji and Bai Ji to listen to the corner, so Qin Shou'an should also be naughty, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?
So he made an ink painting of an idyllic landscape on Tang Wanrong's belly. The mountains in the distance were as shallow as indigo, a row of egrets ascended into the sky, and a little shepherd boy nearby was holding a big cow.
This painting was ordinary to begin with, but the problem was that last night he didn't know what he was thinking. He painted Tang Wanrong's belly button in the middle of the cow's butt, and also made a few special strokes to make it more lifelike.
If Tang Wanrong woke up and saw such a painting on her belly, wouldn't she fight with him?
wipe?
It didn't seem to be very convenient. He couldn't take off her clothes and put her in the sink to wash her.
If she used water to wipe it with a towel, it would probably turn her entire waist and abdomen into a black mess.
There is also ink in her belly button, and nothing can be done about it... Maybe she doesn't like to pick her belly button?
But looking at Tang Wanrong's delicate and pure skin, there is not a trace of dandruff in her ears, eyes, or hair. Naturally, she likes to be clean very much.
She would also soon discover that there was no clean ink in her belly button.
Qin Shou'an stood in front of the window silently.
This painting is pretty good, don’t do it next time.
"How about... you refuse to admit that you did it?"
Qin Shou'an thought of a good way... Maybe it's not a good way, but it's the best way.
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Ordinary people who are addicted to this kind of drug and wake up in a hurry will most likely feel unwell, and headaches are common. Qin Shou'an is a gentle person, so he will not be so rude.
He stretched out his hand to hold Tang Wanrong's neck, and injected two bursts of zhenqi into her Yamen acupoint and Fengchi acupoint, and then held her little hand to inject zhenqi.
Looking at Tang Wanrong's small hands, they were slender and soft, and her skin was soft and smooth without any trace of pores. It was white and white, exuding a sweet smell, like a good glutinous rice pastry.
Qin Shou'an couldn't help but regret, using beautiful skin as a drawing paper, what a waste of natural resources.
This kind of skin cannot be touched with a brush, but must be felt with fingers, lips and tongue. Only then can one know the infinite beauty and beauty in it, and only then can one be worthy of the beauty and fragrance of this country.
Of course, he was just commenting objectively, not that he wanted to feel the beauty of Tang Wanrong's skin... He only used a brush last night, which fully demonstrated that he was a gentleman and did not take advantage of others' danger to blaspheme her.
"ah……"
Tang Wanrong opened her mouth slightly and exhaled like blue. There was a trace of flushing on her cheeks. She twisted her body slightly and gradually woke up.
The eyelashes were like pine needles caressed by the wind, and the surface of the eyes was covered with a touch of confused moisture.
Tang Wanrong felt the true energy flowing in her body, making her whole body feel lazily and comfortably, but her mind was sober, quite a bit like the satisfaction of sleeping until she woke up on a full spring day.
"You...why are you here?" Tang Wanrong saw Qin Shou'an standing in front of her. She was slightly flustered, as if she was still in a dream. She quickly sat up straight and stared at Qin Shou'an.
By the way, why is he here?
Compared with this question, what is more important is, where are you?
Tang Wanrong looked around the room, gradually recalling what happened last night in her mind.
He couldn't help but stare at Qin Shou'an with no face anymore. He secretly clenched his fists and just wanted to get out of here now, roll under the bed and never come out to see anyone again.
She didn't drink last night, nor did she take anyone's ecstasy, so why did she just follow Hei Ji and Bai Ji and fool around?
"Last night Aunt Tang fainted outside my room for some unknown reason. It was midnight and it was not convenient for me to carry Aunt Tang back to Fenglai Pavilion... The servants would inevitably gossip when they saw her."
Qin Shouan said, paused, pointed to the bed and said:
"So I asked Aunt Tang to rest here for one night without permission, so as to prevent the cold air from entering her body at night and being contaminated by the wind and cold."
He is completely kind-hearted!
Qin Shou'an glanced at Tang Wanrong's waist. When she sat up, the painting was completely hidden by the hem of her clothes. It seemed that she would not notice it in Haitang Chunwu.
As for leaving Haitang Chunwu and discovering that someone had painted on her body somewhere else, that was none of Qin Shouan's business.
"Ah, I don't know why... maybe I had a nightmare?" Tang Wanrong hurriedly found a reason for herself, and then looked at Qin Shou'an expectantly.
"That's it." Qin Shou'an quickly showed a look of realization. We are all smart people, why do we need to explain everything so clearly?
When Tang Wanrong discovers the heifer on her belly, she will probably keep silent, right?
"Then I'll go back first..."
Tang Wanrong hurried out the door, and Qin Shou'an followed behind and said goodbye politely.
After taking only a few steps, Tang Wanrong suddenly stopped and turned around without bumping into Qin Shou'an. He reacted quickly and took a step back gracefully to avoid Qin Shou'an.
Qin Shou'an knew that he had a guilty conscience after all, so he deliberately avoided it. If he bumped into someone normally, he would probably gently put his arms around someone else's shoulders or back, and said gently and politely: "Girl, why should you rush into your arms?" ?
It doesn’t have to be this sentence, or something like that.
"Zongzheng Temple will send someone here today." When Tang Wanrong talked about business, her face was no longer so shy and childish, her expression was cold and decisive:
"We beat up a few people yesterday. Logically speaking, the most people who came today are two young ministers... But Zongzheng Temple is an ant on the hot pot now, and it will most likely be the minister of Zongzheng Temple who will come in person. Just follow the rules."
"Okay." Qin Shou'an nodded. Zongzheng Temple Minister is from the third rank, which is the level of a high official in the imperial court.
He ordered to go down, Tang Zhong and others dare not not beat him, but the evil servants in the family dared to beat a third-rank official, which is not so nice to say.
Qin Shouan had better go and beat him up when he had time.
It often happens that a prince beats a prince, so what does it mean when a prince beats a third-level prince?
What! He is not a prince, but just a prince?
Then why is he not a prince yet?
Of course it was caused by Zongzhengji's delay.
That’s it, then it’s okay.
"We have to let these people know that the Queen Mother can bring shame on Prince Langya's Palace. That's because we can't slap the Queen Mother backhand. But if it's any other cat or dog, don't blame the Palace for drawing blood from your face." Tang Wanrong said calmly.
This is the way the world is. If someone steps on you, even if it is accidentally, you have to be honest and apologize.
Don't pretend that nothing has happened, otherwise those intentional or unintentional feet will come one after another and even step on your head.
The various chain reactions after Qin Shou'an killed Tang Zhong with his fist also fully illustrate this point.
Zongzheng Temple's delay in Qin Shou'an's succession to the throne was actually not just a matter between Zongzheng Temple and Prince Langya's Palace, but also a lot of people watching.
If the Langya Palace is weak and allows Zongzheng Temple to be a soft persimmon, then there will be many people to pinch it in the future.
Let Zongzhengsi regret his mistake and beg his grandpa to tell his grandma. In the future, if others want to apply eye drops to Prince Langya's mansion, they will have to weigh it carefully.
"We really can't give the Queen Mother a few slaps with our backhand?" Qin Shouan asked with a slight smile.
"Can you stop scaring me?" Tang Wanrong couldn't help but stand on tiptoes and approached Qin Shou'an to whisper in his ear.
He revealed this kind of thoughts last time, but today he actually said it directly, which really made Tang Wanrong worried for this ancestor.
"Aunt Tang, if one day the Queen Mother is really slapped a few times by me, what will you do?"
Tang Wanrong's cheek was so close and so beautiful that Qin Shou'an couldn't help but feel his heart beating a little when he saw the slightly feminine and angry look in her eyebrows.
This kind of charm that a mature woman showed inadvertently was so alluring, but it also made Qin Shou'an think in a trance, remembering that his master often looked so beautiful when he was angry.
Tang Wanrong couldn't help but reach out and hold his chest, as if she was frightened by his seriousness.
He stepped back three inches, his eyes filled with spring water calmed down after a brief trembling of fear, and he carefully judged the meaning of Qin Shou'an's question.
"I hope that one day you slap the Queen Mother a few times because you can make her have to endure those slaps, not just because of your willfulness."
Tang Wanrong looked at Qin Shouan meaningfully, "As for me? I am Princess Langya after all. I have only two choices no matter what, either help you slap her a few more times, or pull you to run away."
When Qin Shou'an heard this, his heart skipped a beat. Although he valued what others did more than what others said, he couldn't just slap the Queen Mother a few times now and see how Tang Wanrong responded, right?
Considering Tang Wanrong's past and character, it was not easy for her to say such things, so Qin Shou'an decided to be honest for once.
"Aunt Tang... I have something else to tell you." Qin Shou'an stretched out his finger and pointed at Tang Wanrong's abdomen, which was a bit difficult to say, "Last night I..."
Tang Wanrong lowered her head, a little nervous. What happened to him? What did he do last night, or what did he do to himself last night?
"I was impulsive last night and couldn't hold it back..." After Qin Shou'an finished speaking, he quickly gave himself a mouth. What was he talking about?
When he was about to continue explaining, Tang Wanrong exclaimed in shame and anger: "Ah - you, I -"
Tang Wanrong looked at Qin Shou'an's guilty expression, and when she heard his words again, she couldn't help but think of last night's dream.
The scene in the dream makes people's hearts beat hot, their faces heat up, and they are filled with shame.
Those pictures were originally blurry and faceless, but because he was so close now, they became complete and clear.
Tang Wanrong couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. The feeling in the dream was very real. But when she opened her eyes and saw that she and he were fully dressed, she woke up and there was no misunderstanding.
Looking at his expression and words now, could it be that all his so-called dreams were actually real?
Is it because I am not awake that I feel fuzzy?
"No, Aunt Tang, listen to me. I just drew a picture of a shepherd boy herding cows on your belly."
Qin Shou'an explained clearly in one breath. Looking at Tang Wanrong's expression, if he continued to say a few more words, wouldn't she bite her tongue and commit suicide?
Tang Wanrong was stunned, "What?"
"I drew a picture of a shepherd boy herding cows on your belly." Qin Shouan explained clearly again and again, "I didn't do anything else to you."
Tang Wanrong's hand held the hem of her coat, and she opened her clothes to check without being in front of him. She felt so angry that she really wanted to pounce on him and bite him a few times to vent her hatred.
She always felt that if he took advantage of someone's danger to molest her, he would have a human face and an animal heart, no different from an animal, but what he is doing now is even worse than an animal!
Never help him again! Tang Wanrong gritted her teeth secretly and left Haitang Chunwu angrily.
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