Quickly read: She became the boss’s favorite by giving birth to children!

Seeing Jiang Jingchuan come in, Grandma Yang quickly stood up and saluted.

Tu Qingyu didn't want to pay attention to him at all. He lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt over his chest, leaving only the back of his head.

Aunt Yang was extremely anxious when she saw this. How could the master be so arrogant because of his favor?

It was already out of line for me to not go to greet the Crown Princess today, but now I am still being so rude to His Highness.

But since His Highness was here, she couldn't remind him aloud, so she could only secretly glance at the prince's face.

Fortunately, His Highness doesn't seem to blame him. Not only does he not blame him, but he is also quite happy?

"Has Liangyuan had breakfast?"

"Back to Your Highness, the master hasn't gotten up yet to wash up." Nanny Yang bowed and replied.

"Go down and prepare breakfast."

"promise."

After they left, Jiang Jingchuan sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull down her quilt, "Get up, wash up, and have breakfast."

Seeing that there was no movement from the person, he stretched out his hand to break it off, and with little effort, the person turned around.

He saw that the beauty on the bed was already in tears, and he almost stopped breathing, "Why are you crying?"

"Don't call me this early in the morning." He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, "If you don't want to get up and wash up, that's fine. I didn't have enough fun last night, so I don't mind doing it with you again this early in the morning!"

He thought this threat would be as effective as the last time, after all, she cried so miserably last night.

I definitely don’t want to do it again in a short time.

Unfortunately, it didn't happen. Instead, the little girl cried more and more fiercely.

"You, you are bad, I beg you, how could you do this..." After accusing her, she finally whispered, "I hurt..."

This soft accusation with some choking almost made him lose his armor.

He leaned over to pick her up and put her on his lap regardless of her struggle.

Then he let her lean into his arms, patted her back gently, and coaxed: "It's Gu Menglang. It's your first time. You should be more careful. Tell your husband where it hurts?"

It's like getting used to it once and twice. He is becoming more and more proficient in these coaxing words and actions.

Seeing that she was silent but at least not crying so miserably, he spoke again: "Yu'er? Talk to your husband?"

"Bu Hi, don't call me Yu'er."

"What's that called? Jiaojiao? Guobao? Bao'er?"

Oh my god, what kind of disgusting name is this?How did the prince get it out of his mouth!

"No!" She twisted her body, trying to break away from his arms in protest.

The next moment, the man holding her was breathing heavily, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't move!"

She froze there, not daring to move.

After waiting for a while, he spoke again, "Get up and wash up so you can have breakfast. If you don't want to wash up, we'll do something else. Do you understand?"

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He put her down with satisfaction and praised: "Yu'er is awesome."

Tu Qingyu complained to Dabao in his heart: "If it weren't for luck, I wouldn't want to endure this prince at all."

Something about Jiaojiao, Guobao, or Yuer is very good, very much like the old boss.

Dabao comforted him: "Don't be angry, little master. Everything is for the mission. Think about the good luck in your soul this morning."

Tu Qingyu thought about it, almost grinned, and finally said seriously: "You're right, it's all for luck."

During breakfast, Nanny Yang was stunned as she watched His Highness the Prince picking up side dishes and testing the temperature.

The words that I wanted to remind my master to serve His Highness's breakfast were choked in my throat and I couldn't say it out.

Is this why the master is so proud of his favor?

If this is the case, then he is really quite proud of himself.

After breakfast, Jiang Jingchuan went back to the main hall to deal with political affairs. When he came back in the evening, he had a small jar of ointment in his hand.

He waved away everyone, "I didn't expect you to be obedient in applying the medicine, so come here and I will give you the medicine."

He sat directly on the couch and reached out to pat the place next to him.

Tu Qingyu's expression looked like he was struck by lightning. Apply medicine?Was she the one who wanted to apply the medicine?

To be precise, was she applying the medicine the way she thought?

"What?" Jiang Jingchuan raised his eyelids and looked at her, "Your body doesn't hurt anymore? If it doesn't hurt..."

"It hurts!" She blurted out, then lowered her head with a red face and said again, "...it hurts."

Obviously, she realized what His Highness the Crown Prince meant, and said that she would rather take the medicine than do it again.

That's the bad thing about this character. This prince is so lucky that she wants to put him in bed every day.

On the surface, he has to maintain the character of a pure white rabbit, tsk.

She moved over little by little, and then she was stripped naked and lying on the bed.

Jiang Jingchuan saw every inch of the little girl's body turning red.

Taking medicine was even more embarrassing than last night.

Tu Qingyu bit her lip and tried not to make a sound, but when his hand pressed on some places, she couldn't help but hum.

The prince's hand while applying the medicine paused for a moment, his eyes became dark, and after a moment, he moved his hand away as if nothing had happened.

He told himself in his mind that he should be more restrained, as she would have to go to greet the Crown Princess tomorrow morning.

I haven't gone today. If I don't let her go tomorrow, I won't be pampering her, but harming her.

After applying the medicine, he took the obscene clothes next to him and put them on.

This was another pleasure he discovered after cleaning and dressing Tu Qingyu last night.

Dressing Tu Qingyu with his own hands, feeding her, and teaching her to write touched a secret point in his heart.

He realized once again that Tu Qingyu belonged to him completely.

There is no family or relatives behind her, only him.

Get dressed, put the person in bed, and wrap him in a quilt.

He also put on his obscene clothes, lay down in it, and held the person in his arms.

This is another novel experience that I have never had before.

In the past, he would either recruit someone to sleep with him and send him back after serving him, or he would go to those women's residences, and after a lot of trouble, he would always have one person and one quilt, never crossing the line.

The women in the harem are all ladies raised by big families, and they follow the rules even when they sleep.

The sleeping position is fixed and upright, nothing out of the ordinary.

Unlike Tu Qingyu, who resisted him like that last night, when she fell asleep, she would follow the heat source and roll into his arms.

Tu Qingyu, who was being held, struggled symbolically, and Jiang Jingchuan said in a deep voice, "Don't move," and then he really stopped moving.

Jiang Jingchuan looked at the sleeping woman and wondered whether she was afraid of him or not.

She said she wasn't afraid, but she resisted his approach all the time during the day.

She was scared, but she could fall asleep so quickly even though he was lying next to her like this.

Early the next morning, not long after Jiang Jingchuan went to the morning court, Tu Qingyu was woken up.

"Master, it's time to get up and go greet the Crown Princess."

When the late empress was here, the harem would only go to the harem once every 15th day of the lunar month to say hello.

Naturally, subsequent concubines would not surpass the former empress, and even more so today's crown princess.

Everyone in the harem goes to pay their respects to high officials on the 15th day of the lunar month, except for newcomers entering the palace.