Get dressed quickly and get pregnant: Emperor Jue will give birth to a baby for me

Langyuan's deep and bright eyes revealed infinite warmth.

Bei Lingyao's smile was as bright as a flower, shining like a bright pearl, showing off her youthful beauty.

Langyuan took off the bamboo flute from his waist, put it to his lips and blew gently.

The graceful sound of the flute exudes joy and joy, like a warm spring breeze, gently hitting Bei Lingyao's heart.

The wind fascinated Bei Lingyao's eyes. At this moment, Bei Lingyao felt that Lang Yuan was very charming, like an affectionate prince who could make people intoxicated at a glance.

Not far away, a group of noble ladies from Mobei were stopped by the warriors. They wanted to get closer, but the warriors dared to let the noble ladies disturb the date between King Khan and Queen Khan.

The ladies of Mobei looked at the situation here from a distance and were extremely jealous.

King Khan is young and handsome, can control wolves, has strong martial arts skills, can also play the flute, and can please women. He is simply their dream lover.

"Do you really want the Yanyang Kingdom's concubine to become our Mobei queen?"

Princess Wuyun of Mobei was the most unconvinced. Her grandmother was the aunt of the old Khan King, her father was an important minister in the court, and her mother was also a noblewoman.

In her opinion, she was the most worthy person for King Khan.

"Princess Wuyun, please go back. Whoever King Khan chooses will be our queen in Mobei."

These warriors were helpless. Secretly, they naturally hoped that King Khan's queen would be from Mobei. However, King Khan chose Princess Heqin from Yanyang Kingdom as his queen. The clan and courtiers all recognized it. How could they, the warriors, deny it.

"You guys get out of the way, let's go over there. If something happens, I, the Princess, will take care of it."

"Princess Wuyun, don't embarrass us."

The warriors were unable to get enough food and salt, which made these noble ladies in Mobei angry.

Bei Lingyao didn't know what was going on here. She couldn't help but smile when she saw the ladies from Mobei finally leaving angrily.

It seems that these warrior guards are doing their duty very well.

But the next second, Bei Lingyao heard a warrior say, "It would be better if King Khan only married one queen, so that we would have the opportunity to marry noble ladies."

"But I don't like a noble lady like Princess Wuyun who is too arrogant. I still prefer gentler women."

"Gentle women are naturally attractive to people. Our noble girls from Mobei are not all arrogant, and they also have good qualities."

"I just like Princess Wuyun's fierce temperament..."

……

Turnip greens, all have love.

But no matter what era, most men like gentler women.

Lang Yuan also noticed the situation here. He frowned and said, "You don't need to pay attention to those noble ladies. When I was the seventh prince, they looked down on me and stayed away when they saw me. They even covered their heads. I sniffed and disliked you, but now I want to get close to you."

Although Lang Yuan knew that this was human nature, he couldn't accept it.

He lived with the old priest for eight years from the age of seven to 15. Even though he was protected by the old priest, he had been gossiping and ridiculing him since he was a child.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, Langyuan would often get into fights. He already had an ominous reputation, and if he hurt others, his reputation would become even worse.

Growing up, I was often ostracized and neglected.

Fortunately, Mu Qiang, a native of Mobei, is the most outstanding of the younger generation and is valued by the old priests.

Now, he is the Khan of Mobei. In the court, he can laugh away his grudges with those he had fought with before, and he can also use them magnanimously.

But these noble girls from Mobei wanted to be his pillow, but Lang Yuan was unwilling.

"I won't be bullied."

Bei Lingyao is not a person who swallows her anger. With such strength and being bullied, she is just a barbecued pork bun.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, marriage will be auspicious.

On this day, Bei Lingyao once again put on the wedding dress for marrying the princess.

Worshiped heaven and earth with Langyuan.

From this day on, she is the official queen of Mobei and the only queen.

In the king's tent, red candles swayed, revealing endless beautiful scenery.

【drop! Congratulations to the host for a good start in this world and becoming the Queen of Mobei. Two hundred points will be awarded. Ten draws will be held. The host’s total points are:, Inventory...]

Early in the morning, Bei Lingyao woke up with pain all over her body, listening to the system's broadcast in her head, and feeling happy in her heart.

[Is a Queen of Mobei rewarded with two hundred points so much, or is it only for a good start? ]

She remembered that after sealing, she had fifty points.

[One hundred points are awarded for a good start, and there is also the reason for the system upgrade. Furthermore, this time the host is the wife, so the reward is one hundred points. 】

Bei Lingyao was very happy with the system's explanation, [Did the rewards for pregnancy and childbirth increase? ]

【So host, come on】

Bei Lingyao clenched her fists, she saw the dawn of hope.

Lang Yuan was not around at this time, so Bei Lingyao swallowed a third child pill.

[Hey, the host plans to give birth to triplets this time. 】

[Well, Lang Yuan said that I was the goddess given to Mobei by the Immortal Heaven, so triplets are also reasonable. ]

Bei Lingyao had already thought about it.

[Host, come on, when you become the emperor and empress, there will be rewards and phoenix energy bonus, so come on. 】

[Don’t worry, you don’t need to rush me, I will do my best. ]

[System Lottery]

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the bedroom, Bei Lingyao quickly drew the lottery first.

However, this lottery is still [-]%, but there are no surprises.

Bei Lingyao was still satisfied.

After a while, Lang Yuan came back.

He went out to exercise and came back covered in sweat. He took a quick shower and got into Bei Lingyao's bed.

"King, we have to get up and worship at the ancestral hall in the morning."

"It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Lang Yuan held Bei Lingyao tightly with his arms, feeling the clouds and rain for the first time. He was still too energetic at this time, but he was worried that Bei Lingyao couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly went out to exercise and vent his energy.

Bei Lingyao didn't know this.

After squinting for a while, the two of them got up.

After paying homage to the ancestral hall, Lang Yuan took Bei Lingyao to meet the clan officials and accepted their worship.

After that, Lang Yuan pestered Bei Lingyao for three days in a row.

He is very passionate about the pleasures of fish and water.

Fortunately, Bei Lingyao is in good health, otherwise she wouldn't be able to bear such strong energy.

"King, excessive indulgence will harm your body."

"Okay, I won't bother you tomorrow, and we'll go worship Eji."

Early the next morning, Lang Yuan took Bei Lingyao and set out for Langshan.

The two of them were sitting on the same horse, and Bei Lingyao was completely covered by Lang Yuan's cloak, wrapping her up tightly.

Fortunately, the cloak was breathable, so it didn't suffocate her to death.

Ow!

As if they knew their master was coming, the wolves on Wolf Mountain were singing and roaring, and the nearby beasts did not dare to approach.

There are many wolves in Langshan, and they will dig burrows everywhere. Even if someone burns the mountain, they will still have a place to go.

This is already Langyuan's fortress base.

Bei Lingyao knew that there were many wolves in Langshan, but she did not expect that there were so many. They were so densely packed that she was shocked.

"Are there so many wolves in Langshan?"

"No, there are still some from the grasslands and plains, and some from other mountains. They are here to celebrate us."

Lang Yuan had a smile on his face, his efforts to control the wolf over the years had not been in vain.