MTL - Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

 Mrs. Mo pondered for a moment and then opened her lips: "If possible, can we go to Zhongdu?"

 “Okay.” The man agreed without saying a word.

With his merits, it is not difficult to get a position in the capital.

Mrs. Mo smiled and explained: "Zhongdu is at the feet of the Emperor, and life there is good for children."

Mr. Mo nodded, "What Madam said is that you take good care of the baby first, and I will make arrangements to try to get us out of here before you give birth to the baby."

 In the final analysis, he was still worried about letting his wife give birth in such a bad environment.

 Mrs. Mo's mind was delicate, and she noticed her husband's thoughts, and the light in her eyes became softer and softer.

Outsiders only knew that her husband was cold-blooded, but she knew that her husband could not be more attentive and gentle.

Mr. Mo sent a letter and waited patiently for Zhongdu’s reply.

 He is not afraid that he will not be able to wait, he knows that it is impossible that he will not be able to wait.

 Prince Rong’s Mansion.

Prince Rong didn’t know that his former confidant finally thought of asking him for help. The guests left one after another, and the bustling palace became quiet.

 All that is left are the red words "hi" and red silk.

 Prince Rong and the princess lay down early.

 As soon as their son got married, both of them felt at ease.

The princess couldn't sleep for a long time. She lay down, looking at the tent roof, and said, "Jinzhi is married. He and Niannian have a deep relationship. I don't worry about him anymore. It's time for the baby to be born."

Prince Rong was silent for a moment, then suddenly sat up and said, "Don't worry about Zixian's marriage..."

The princess was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

Aware that his words were a bit harsh, Prince Rong softened his tone and explained: "Zixian's biological father arranged a baby marriage for him, and the woman is still here."

The first time he talked about Zixian's biological father, the princess sat up and asked doubtfully: "Can you tell me about Zixian's life experience?"

Prince Rong leaned on the bedside and sighed softly, "Zixian is not from Dai Viet. As you know, his father is the general of a neighboring country, the one who died without a complete body... There was a big fuss at the beginning, the princess still remembers it, right? ?”

He admired the general as a true man who was loyal to his king and served his country. Unfortunately, he did not meet a good king and ended up in a miserable end.

 Zixian is his only bloodline.

　　At first he couldn't bear it, so he took Zi Xian back to the palace and raised him as his own son. Unexpectedly, he broke the hearts of the princess and his son because of his excessive commitment. Fortunately, he had a chance to make amends...

"I have an impression..." The princess did not expect that Zixian was the bloodline of the general. She asked in disbelief: "How could the prince think of adopting the son of an enemy general?"

Prince Rong glanced at her and said: "My position is just different from that person's, and they are both right. Furthermore, I am an innocent child, and my identity is no different from his. If I ever have that day, I hope someone can help me." A way to survive."

 As a matter of fact, he hoped that his colleague could rest in peace.

The princess' heart warmed, she snuggled into Prince Rong's arms, and said with a smile: "I have never heard the prince say this before... If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have misunderstood you so deeply."

Prince Rong paused while stroking the princess's long hair and smiled bitterly: "At that time, there were strong enemies outside and instability inside. How could I dare to say that?"

The princess thought of the situation in the court at that time. The emperor was struggling, and the prince could not sleep well at night. She was afraid that the Xiao family would suddenly change hands one day, and all of them would end up miserable... who could be blamed.

"It's good now. No one dares to invade from outside, and it's safe inside. It's great."

 Wang Ye: “The princess has been troubled.”

"It is my blessing to be able to marry the prince in this life." The princess looked at Prince Rong with a gentle and warm look in her eyes, which made the man's cold heart almost melt.

"stupid."

 The princess smiled and said nothing.

Even if the prince thinks she is stupid, who in Zhongdu doesn’t envy her?

 Shiziyuan.

While Xiao Zhi went to the inner room to wash up, Shen Nian took out the mysterious pamphlet Li Xiuniang and Princess Qing had prepared for her.

She was not shy like the native Dai Viet girl, she looked openly, her eyes were bright, and she studied with interest, even ignoring her newlywed husband. Xiao Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and walked towards her slowly.

 “Cough.” He coughed lightly.

Shen Nian regained consciousness and waved to him with a red face, "Come, let's study together."

Xiao Zhi thought of something, his eyes darkened suddenly, and he walked over.

 Then he saw what the little girl was looking at.

 The pictures in the booklet are very explicit, much more straightforward than what someone has read before.

　　　…”

Xiao Zhi laughed softly, and his deep voice was a little sultry, making people's ears warm.

Shen Nian didn't feel anything at first, but he felt embarrassed when he was laughed at, and his fingertips were stained with pink.

"Why are you laughing?" She straightened up and tapped the young man's chest with her soft jade-like fingers.

Xiao Zhi felt as if a fire was igniting in his chest. He held the little girl's hand in his palm and said with a hint of hoarseness in his voice, "You are so cute."

Shen Nian was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at the pamphlet he was reading to see what was so cute about the little yellow book.

 It can only be said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right?

"You're really good at talking." Shen Nian muttered, pulling him to sit down and study the book.

Xiao Zhi, who had experienced the bridal chamber and the wedding ceremony, felt a little warm.

He stretched out his arm, closed the book in Shen Nian's hand, and put it aside.

With a hand, he pulled the delicate and lovely girl into his arms and said, "Want to learn? I'll teach you."

After the words fell, his lips fell on the corner of Shen Nian's mouth.

Shen Nian was startled. On the side of her head, the kiss fell on her cheek.

 “Do you have experience?” Her eyes were inquiring.

I heard that these royal family members have to be taught human affairs when they reach their age. If Xiao Jinzhi is not clean, don’t even think about getting into her bed tonight!

Xiao Zhi didn’t expect that the atmosphere had reached this point, but Nian Nian just remembered this, and a smile spread across Qingjun’s face.

“Don’t worry, your husband belongs to you alone, both in mind and body. He is clean from the inside out and is kept for you.”

 The corners of Shen Nian's mouth turned up unconsciously, but he said, "Really?"

"If you don't believe me, ask your mother and concubine..." Xiao Zhi said seriously.

Shen Nian gave him a look and said, "Is this something I can ask? It's random ideas."

Xiao Zhi pretended to be disappointed, "Is there anything I can't ask? You don't know that my mother-in-law favors you. Compared with you, my biological son is like a picked-up child, worthless at all..."

Shen Nian was amused and stretched out her arms to hang on his arms. The sleeves of the red silk lining hung down, revealing her jade-white forearms.

 “Prince Xiao is really good at talking.”

She glanced at the brochure on the side and took the initiative to invite: "A spring supper is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Give it a try?"

 One sentence made Prince Xiao's whole body feel hot, and his usually cold eyes became filled with fiery heat.

  Turn over and press the little girl under him.

"try!"

The moment the words fell, her lips touched Shen Nian's lips.

Shen Nian's eyes lit up at the soft touch. She hugged her husband's hand and responded with a little force.

A red candle was burning not far away, figures mingled under the curtains, and the temperature of the room continued to rise.