and son

Of course it is impossible for Pei Jing to hear it in the imperial study. After all, only a small number of people know about Meng Chuji's male identity. In the eyes of most people, Meng Chuji is still married to the princess. It's time to show off.

And Meng Chuji was born with a small frame, especially his waist is very slender. At first glance, he doesn't look like a pregnant woman. There are many people in the palace, and he has to pretend. If the country is not destroyed, the emperor's heir is expected. .

Meng Chuji held the cloth bag, his big hands trembling, and tied it to himself with the slightly protruding veins on his forehead, and gritted his teeth thinking: How blind is the world to praise this top-level scourge, which is rare in a thousand years, to praise it like a god? .

Oh no, now it's His Majesty.

Meng Chuji tied the cloth bag around his waist, and then put on his clothes. It really looked like he was pregnant, but his body looked like he was pregnant, and the word "pregnant" had nothing to do with his swagger when he walked.

Knowing this, A-Jiao came to see the joke on purpose. When she saw his belly, she leaned forward and backward with laughter. She was about to die. Meng Chuji glanced at him and asked coolly, "Enough laughing." Yet?"

"No...no...let me laugh for a while hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Gillian was not afraid of Meng Chuji, she laughed as loudly as she wanted.

Meng Chuji hated Pei Jing again, and wanted to kill Pei Jing, saying: "Then keep laughing, I'm leaving."

Gillian grabbed Meng Chuji's sleeve, suddenly remembered that Meng Chuji was a man, quickly retracted her claws, pursed her mouth and said, "I just laughed for a while, you are so petty, it's fine to stop laughing."

Meng Chuji looked at her: "If you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, tell me, why do you want me?"

A-Jiao lowered her head, twirling her fingers around, looking very embarrassed, Meng Chuji seemed to understand, raised her eyebrows and said, "Li Xiuyi?"

The little girl in front of her nodded, and said with some hesitation, "He...he kissed me."

When Meng Chuji heard it, he was quite excited: "Did he really kiss you? Where did he kiss you? How did he kiss you? Why did he kiss you? Is there any taste in his mouth?"

A series of questions spewed out like cannonballs. Gillian wanted to ask for advice, but when he asked him like this, she was immediately annoyed: "I hate it, I won't tell you!"

He stomped his feet, turned around and was about to go out.

Meng Chuji had a sharp eye and quickly grabbed her by the back collar, dragged her back, and said, "Don't go, I'm afraid that he will take advantage of you with evil intentions, so I will check for you."

A-Jiao turned her head, her cheeks were flushed, but she pretended to be unhappy, and said, "I just want to ask you, do you men like to use hands and feet when you kiss others, messing around with girls? Touch it, kiss it as long as you want, can't you be more reserved?"

Meng Chuji understood, her gaze passed over her chest, A-Jiao followed his gaze, covered her chest in a daze, and stared at him fiercely, the corners of Meng Chuji's mouth curled up, with a slight smile: "No, when you are a relative If you don't touch anything, you always feel that there is no place to put your hands. As for restraint, if a man can be restrained, a sow can climb a tree. The more he likes you, the more obscene he is, just like your prince and brother..."

Suddenly, Meng Chuji's words stopped.

Gillian asked suspiciously: "Why don't you say anything, what happened to my prince and brother?"

Meng Chuji shook his head: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that your prince and brother didn't seem to have had breakfast, so I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to bring him breakfast."

Gillian was shown a loving face, and couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "Brother Prince is now His Majesty, and he won't die of hunger."

Meng Chuji snorted softly: "That won't work. It's not that I feed him. If he can't eat, I have to feed him."

Gillian was about to vomit with a "vomit", Meng Chuji waved her, and went to the imperial study to find Pei Jing.

Now it's His Majesty, he's busier than being a prince, and with Dafeng's affairs, he must be very busy right now.

Meng Chuji left Gillian behind, asked someone to prepare a meal, and went to the imperial study.

In the imperial study room, Pei Jing was talking with a group of ministers. He was waiting at the door so that people should not go in to disturb them. About half an hour later, the ministers came out from inside and exclaimed in unison:

"See the Empress."

Pei Jing heard that and immediately came out, held his hand, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Why are you here?"

Meng Chuji glanced at the ministers who wanted to gossip, dragged Pei Jing in, and then put the boxy food box on the table.

"I don't know if you have eaten at court, but I brought breakfast over."

After all, it’s not like being in the Prince’s Mansion. You can have breakfast together as soon as you return to the mansion after the court. The Imperial Study Room is far away from the Tianqi Hall. When the maid passes her over, the day lily will be cold. If he gets busy and forgets it, he won’t even be able to eat lunch up.

Pei Jing went forward, and when he took out everything in the food box, hugged him behind him, poked his head to look: "I'm already hungry, but fortunately Qingqing has me in her heart, what did you bring?" delicious?"

Meng Chuji was both funny and distressed, turned around and handed the chopsticks to his hand, saying: "Of course they are all your favorite food, hey, eat quickly."

Pei Jing pulled him around the table, sat down on the chair, then hugged him to her lap, took a bite with the chopsticks, and handed a bite to Meng Chuji's mouth.

Meng Chuji looked at him: "Do you really think of me as a girl?"

Forgive him for his bluntness, he was on tiptoe, and he was afraid that he would sit down, and his legs would be broken.

Pei Jing pinched his waist and said: "You should make up for it and eat more, such a thin child is prone to miscarriage."

It was good not to mention it at first, but Meng Chuji's face darkened again when he mentioned it, he reached out and grabbed his ear, and asked fiercely: "Tell me honestly, do you dislike me for not being able to have children?"

Pei Jing actually frowned slightly in a serious manner, thought for a while, and said: "Yes."

Meng Chuji choked abruptly, glared at him, and was about to get off his lap. Pei Jing bent his leg and lifted him up, making him lean closer to his arms, and he said helplessly : "It's a pity that you can't give birth to me. If you can give birth to me, I will give you my life."

"It sounds good, give me your life, don't want your subjects? If Dafeng calls, you will abandon the country and run away with me and Gillian?"

Meng Chuji's face was full of disdain, and he didn't believe his nonsense.

Pei Jing frowned and thought for a moment, then said solemnly: "If you can give me a baby, and it is a beautiful girl, and Dafeng calls, I will raise the flag and surrender. Anyway, if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of no firewood. No matter what I have to save my life, while pulling my daughter to grow up, while planning the grand plan of restoring the country, I have devoted my life to this, and my ancestors will forgive me."

"..."

Can it work.

The prince who kept saying "if the country is here, I will be here, if the country is broken, I will perish" has been dropped.

"Do you think this is good?"

Pei Jing asked.

Meng Chuji: "...not good, you should die for your country!"