By decree and pro

Chapter 127

"But...you just..."

"I was too tired, and I slept sitting up. If my Qi and blood were not smooth, I would naturally have nightmares." As soon as he came back to his senses, Usman's head hurt badly, as if someone had ordered a bunch of blood into his head. The firecrackers were crackling and exploding indiscriminately, and even the ears hurt.

But Usman didn't show the slightest pain on his face, he just asked, "Why are you here? Didn't you ask you to take care of the queen? Did he rest and eat?"

"Back to the king, the queen is fine. He slept for two hours in the morning and ate a lot at noon with the company of the city lord and his son. His complexion is also very good. It's you..." Ilya looked at Usman's pale face. Face, "Are you sure you don't want to invite the doctor to take a look?"

"No need." Usman lightly clasped his left hand on the armrest, then stood up, "Don't mention this in front of the queen, unless your tongue is gone."

"The little one doesn't dare." Ilya quickly lowered her head, "The queen asked the little one to come and ask the king to go over and explain."

"Yanyan wanted to see me, why didn't you say so sooner!" Usman was all smiles, and his face looked much better in an instant.

"It's not that you fell asleep..." Ilya whispered, and also laughed, "The queen said that she wanted to have a good talk with you."

"Okay!" Usman took two steps outside, stopped suddenly, looked down at the black wig hanging on his chest, and said to Ilya, "Go and get some dried flowers, remember to ask for jasmine. This kind comes from Dayan The old city lord's house must have dried flowers. I want to take a bath, change clothes, and freshen up."

"Jasmine?" Ilya didn't know at first, but suddenly saw the king seriously pulled up the skirt of his clothes and sniffed it. He quickly frowned and said to himself, "It smells like sweat, it can't be smoked."

Ilya had never seen such a lovely gentleman before, so he smiled and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go prepare now."

Envoy's residence, living room.

After the banquet was evacuated, the maid spread out a snow-white embroidered tablecloth, placed a colorful flower basket in the middle, and placed fresh fruits and pastries from the old city lord along the flower basket.

"Put the dates here." Seeing that the maid had placed Usman's favorite fruit in a place not to be picked up, Yan instructed.

The maid didn't understand, probably the tea table was already full of beautiful things, just like those shops selling snacks outside, so I don't know what it means here.

"Let me do it." Yan took the heavy porcelain high-foot plate, and put the dates closest to the edge of the table, so that when Usman sat down to drink tea and eat fruits, he would be able to reach for the dates. date.

Another maid brought milk tea and put it on another tea table.The oblong appearance of the tea vessel looks rough, with only a thin layer of green glaze, but Yan can tell that it is ancient porcelain, and it is the top private collection of the old city lord.

Everything from snacks to tea sets is thoughtful, not to mention this pot of steaming milk tea, just from the scent that leaks from the spout, Yan knows that it is not ordinary.It is the aroma of coconut juice, and there may be other seasonings, so this tea smells like spring breeze, which makes people smell very comfortable.

The maid stepped back after placing the tea utensils, but Yan was reluctant to enjoy the good tea alone, and wanted to wait for Usman to come and drink together, so he turned his attention to the dates that were as big as eggs, picked up one and placed it on the Smelling it under his nose, there was a refreshing fragrance, if there was anything to bring back to Dayan to Brother Huang, Yan would definitely choose this date.It is a jujube fruit that Dayan does not have. The skin is as thin as a sheet of paper, and the inside is sweet and crispy. Biting into it will quench your thirst.

Holding the fruit, Yan suddenly lowered his head and put the fruit in front of his lower abdomen, secretly thinking: "Is the child here? Or..."

Yan took the fruit up a little more, "Is it here?"

"Probably in this position." Yan used the navel as the standard of measurement, and also referred to the appearance of the emperor's big belly, and then said softly, "That...baby? Babe? Babe? Do you want to eat this date?"

Yan didn't know how to address him, after all he was still so young, and his belly was still flat, even if he asked him what he wanted to eat, his belly didn't move except for the ups and downs of breathing.

"It's still too small, so you can't hear it? In this way, Daddy will help you answer."

Anyway, there was no one here, so Yanhu pinched his nose and said coquettishly, "Daddy, the baby wants to eat dates~!"

"Yes, it's right if you want to eat it. It's the first time Daddy ate this jujube, but he couldn't stop talking. It's so delicious. It's still yours... let's count it as your father, who picked the fruit himself and gave it to me. .”

"Daddy, the baby doesn't understand, what is a temporary father and king?" Yan's baby voice is familiar the first time and the second time, and it looks more and more like that.

"My dear, this matter really gave your father a headache, you know? I have always treated your father as a daughter-in-law and pampered and loved him, and I obeyed him in whatever he wanted. But since I have you Only then did daddy realize...it seems like daddy is the daughter-in-law. When daddy promised to marry your father, he didn't care that he was the queen. He just thought that since there can only be one Xiliang king, then I am naturally the queen, it is impossible to learn from Jing Tingrui and create a regent, it is even more strange that the name is not justified."

"Now that I think about it, your father did marry your father in a 'serious way' and became his daughter-in-law. But all along, I thought that I was the husband. As a husband, I naturally want to Spoil him. Tell me, have I been tricked by your father? Why did I agree to be the queen so easily?"

"But." Yan continued, "There's nothing wrong with being a queen. You see, there are so many delicious and delicious things here. And I heard that husband and wife are originally one body, and there is no need to distinguish them so clearly. Whether he is a daughter-in-law or a husband, I will spoil him equally, right?"

There was no movement in the belly.

Yan smiled wryly: "I'm a long-winded father, right? It seems that you are asleep."

"Yanyan, who are you talking to?" Usman came, but the maid didn't communicate, who would dare to stop the king.

Yan hurriedly stuffed the dates into his mouth, and chewed vigorously, his face flushed red, extremely embarrassed.

"Yanyan?" Usman saw Yan's back turned to him.

"Wait, I'm eating." Yan spat out the date stone, swallowed with a gulp, and then let out a sigh of relief.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Usman hastily poured milk tea for Yan, "Didn't you eat all of these, who else would snatch them from you?"

"Why not?" Yan took the milk tea and took a big sip, the warm tea moistened between his lips and teeth, and flowed down the root of his tongue, it was really fragrant and sweet.

"I just don't want to eat it." Usman shook his head with a smile.

"It's not about you." Yan sat down, his face still red, "It's the baby in my belly, he can grab half of what I eat, I said why I'm so impatient recently, it's all because of him." What a mess."

"Yanyan?!" Usman looked at Yan in great surprise, "You, you want this child?"

"What are you talking about?!" Unexpected Yan's expression changed from embarrassment to thunderstorm in an instant, and he raised his hand and punched Usman in the chest, "Who doesn't want a child anymore!"

Yan controlled his strength, Usman's ribs would not be broken, but the sound of "boom!" hitting the fleshy wall was real.

Usman covered his chest with his hands, grinning with pain while smiling with joy, his expression was very funny.

Yan's hair exploded all over, but his anger still persisted: "What nonsense did you say in front of the child!"

"Yanyan, it's my fault. Hit me a few more times and treat it as a child." Usman grabbed Yan's hands and hit his chest.

"You're even more dizzy! There's no reason for a son to beat me!" Yan's face was flushed, and he couldn't tell whether it was shame or anger.

"Then, what should I do so that you can calm down?" Usman hurriedly supported Yan to sit down, "Don't get angry, it's related to the little one."

"You also know that I have a baby in my stomach, so don't keep talking nonsense. Originally, originally I was..." Yan suddenly lowered his head, "Usman, when the doctor said it was a happy pulse, you know why I couldn't laugh ?"

"Huh?" Usman squatted in front of Yan's knee, still holding his hands, looking at him tenderly.

"Because I'm afraid..." Yan bit his lip and squeezed Usman's hand, "I'm afraid I won't be a good father."

"How come, Yan Yan will be the best dad in the world."

"Don't put a high hat on me!" Yan glared at Usman, his smiling face was really embarrassing.

"I don't know how to reward and punish like my father, and I'm not as patient as Brother Huang. I am impatient. When I was young, whenever my younger brothers made mistakes, I just wanted to beat them up, but Brother Huang would slowly Reasoned with them and convinced everyone, so my younger brother likes the emperor more than me. Now I am going to be a father, this is not normal, I don't know what to do is right, and how to do it Give him the best. Usman, I'm afraid that I can't give him the best, and if I don't teach him well, it will delay his life."

Usman looked at Yan's worried eyes, saw the uneasiness deep in his heart, and finally understood that it was not that Yan didn't want a child, but that he liked the child so much that he didn't know what to do for a while.

"You are so stupid." Usman lowered his head and kissed the back of Yan's hand affectionately, "However, I am even more stupid. How could I think that you don't want this child? You are such a kind person."

"Usman..." Yan looked at Usman, his heart was beating violently.

"Yanyan, do you love me?" Usman raised his head and asked with a smile.

"of course."

"Then...how much love?"

"Probably..." Yan stared deeply into Usman's green eyes, "The kind that will give everything for you."

"Me too, I will give everything for you, whether it is my life or something else." Usman looked at Yan with a smile, "Yanyan, we will also give everything for our children. Right?"

"Yes." Yan nodded, somewhat confused about what Usman wanted to say.

"That's enough." Usman said, "Our love will give the child infinite strength and courage. We gave him life and father's love. This is the best gift in his life."

Yan was stunned, and suddenly realized that it was enough for him to love this child with his heart, and he didn't need to worry too much about other things.

Once people worry too much, they forget what is the most important thing.

"Usman, you talk a lot of nonsense, and I'm really not used to being serious all of a sudden." Yan was so shy that he didn't know where to look.

"But you are more attracted to me?" Usman made an inch of it, got up and pressed his hands on the armrest of the chair, trapping Yan in the chair.

"You bastard...what do you want?" Yan suppressed a smile, pretending to glare at Usman angrily.

"Do something that only a father can do," Usman raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Let's go to bed and rest for a while."

"I'm not tired."

"I'm tired, and so is my baby." Usman said, hugging Yan horizontally.