Chapter 767

"Does Aifei want it?"

He Liancheng said ambiguous words and was generous.

"Since the love imperial concubine spoke, I naturally did not allow it."

He took Su Haitang in his arms and went to luanjia. The golden and embroidered dragon curtain hung down to block the view from the outside. He let go of his hands and feet and did whatever he wanted.

"If Princess Ai wants to conceive children for me, I'll give it to you."

A night of absurdity.

When she woke up at dawn the next day, Su Haitang lazily didn't want to move a finger.

This body is still a little immature and not suitable for breeding offspring. Besides, now she occupies the body. If she is pregnant, the energy consumed will be double.

What's more, she doesn't want to leave too much involvement here.

With children, there is an indelible concern.

"No son, no pet."

Xiaoyu inserted the knife mercilessly. He recently fell in love with the ancient saying. While eating snacks, he turned over a novel about the memory of the imperial concubine and read it with relish.

"When I leave, call the original master."

Su Haitang twitched again and asked angrily, "Xiaoyu, what are you doing now? Can I enter the space?"

Some embarrassing moments, she wants to hide!

"Barely."

Xiaoyu curls her mouth and swings her legs leisurely, but her voice is as angry as a hairspring.

"But let me remind you that Cheng Yuanzheng's condition is worse than yours. He can't afford to sleep. It will be worse if he drags on for a long time."

Su Haitang choked and sighed for a few seconds. "I see."

He Liancheng found that his little Pearl seemed to be really enlightened.

Not only did he talk a lot in front of him, but he even responded to his demands astringently. Even if he was tired with tears, he just begged for mercy and shouted tired. He no longer looked sad and hid when he saw him.

She even really chose a piece of ice silk material and learned to cut it from the palace maid to make obscene pants for him.

Looking at her slightly clumsy and carefully measuring the stitches and pulling out the long line bit by bit, he Liancheng felt how to look and how to love because of her concentration and even fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

After watching for a while, he couldn't help holding the man in his arms. He took the fold and looked at it. She made her own needle and thread.

Su Haitang exclaimed, relieved to see the silver needle "unintentionally" pierced into the man's arm, but had to hypocritically pull it out to apologize.

"Is the emperor all right? My concubine will die."

"Help me blow."

He Liancheng hugged the waist she wanted to break away and put his slightly injured arm in front of her.

"Call the doctor."

Su Haitang looked concerned.

"There's no need to stir up the masses for a little injury. Just give me a kiss, Princess Ai."

He Liancheng casually approved the memorial, threw it aside and looked at her with a smile.

Su Haitang threw away his work with a sad face and scolded himself.

"My concubine is clumsy. She can't even do the simplest sewing well. She accidentally hurt the emperor, my concubine, my concubine..."

Su Haitang turned his face angrily, covered his face and silently urged tears.

"I'm angry again. I thought you grew up and you couldn't change your delicate spirit."

Helene City hugged her and coaxed her gently. He picked up the cloth with only a few stitches and stuffed it into her hand.

"I'm waiting for you to make clothes. Slow down and don't be afraid. Fortunately, I'm stabbed. If I hurt you, I'll hurt here."

He Liancheng held her hand and pressed it to his chest with deep eyes.

Su Haitang looked at those cold eyes in some confusion.

The eye type is as like as two peas in Cheng Yuanzheng, but his eyes are somewhat similar.

"Cheng Yuan?"

She whispered tentatively.

Because the emperor's name had a city word, she had to shout one more word.