Your Majesty, Eunuch Lin Is Pregnant

  Please, he is also the king of a country anyway? ——If he personally goes to her room to get a chest strap, then he has no morals!

  In order to preserve his integrity and face, Lian Che put his hands around his chest, turned his face away, and said, "I don't agree."

  Don’t agree?

  Lin Bao wondered, "Why?"

  I only heard that someone was extremely shameless: "Are you thinking that your **** are not small enough? Wrap them with a chest strap, and it's probably a good deal."

   Hearing this, Lin Bao looked down and looked at his chest that was small and big, and his cheeks were a bit hot, but he still raised his face and said cheeky: "Is Ma Pingchuan getting in your way!"

  She doesn’t marry him anyway!

  "It's nothing to do with me. However, you have to think clearly. It is a woman who has breasts. Is it possible that you want to be a man?" Lian Che disdainfully looked at her disgustingly.

  Lin Bao was slightly annoyed, and subconsciously retorted: "You only want to be a man!"

   "I didn't want to, I was a man." After that, he was still very coquettish|smoothly dialing his bangs with his hands, like a cocky narcissistic!

  This time Lin Bao can be said to have seen what is shameless, what is called cheeky, if Lian Che is the second stink person, then no one in Lian Guo dare to be the first!

  Lin Bao was so angry that he threatened with a small fist, "Then will you help me get it!"

  Lian Che glanced at her, stretched out his hand to squeeze his chin and thought, before raising his eyes for a while and saying, "Why--you don't want to wear it."

  Don’t wear it?

  Lin Bao met his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Then you don't want to wear your stuffy red pants!"

  Unexpectedly, Lian Che nodded very seriously, and said, "Well-if you don't wear it, I won't wear it."

  "……"

  Lin Bao was a little bit dumbfounded, Emma-the emperor, can she surrender?

  Just when she was about to kneel and sing Conquest, Lian Che turned out from the window. When she recovered, only a series of footprints were left by the window.

  She wondered, what is his emperor going to do? ——Could it be that he was going to steal a bellyband again?

  *

  Lian Che, a bright yellow man, turned out from the window, jumped onto the palace wall with a light effort, escaped the **** working in the small courtyard, and went straight to Lin Bao's room.

   Pushing the door and entering, he lifted his foot and gently hooked, closing the door calmly.

  Looking around the small wing, even Che frowned in disgust. He fiddled in the room for a while, but he didn't even see half of the chest strap-wrapped shadow.

  Really, where did that stupid girl put the chest strap?

  With her mind, she would definitely not hide it in a very hidden place, otherwise she would not even be able to find it. But here is so small, the only place I can hide is--

  He leaped up to the beam, reached out his hand and took off the chest strap wrapped in the sheet, looking at the rough fabric, a gleam of fire flashed in his eyes.

   Pulled out a relatively well-wrapped chest strap from inside, and Lian Che tucked it into his sleeve, and then wrapped the rest with sheets and put it back on the roof.

Before leaving, the golden light under her pillow stinged his eyes.

  Lian Che raised his eyes and saw that a small half of the bronze medal was exposed from under the pillow, shining in the sunlight. The most dazzling thing was the incomplete words on it.

  He simply stepped forward and drew out the token, looking at the word "year" on it, somehow, a trace of jealousy grew in his heart, he held it in his hand, and left as he did when he came.

  *

  Lin Bao was sitting cross-legged on the ground and counting the hair on the carpet. Hearing a "crunch--", Lian Che crawled in again through the window.

She blinked and was about to get up, when she was hit by a mass of things on her face, took it off and took a closer look, only to find that it was her own chest strap, joyful, but curious: "How did you find it? what?"

  ——I am embarrassed to ask!

  Lian Che found the casual clothes in the closet, walked to the screen, changed it, and said, “Actually, I’m more curious. The beam is so high, how did you put things on it?”

  "Climbing, of course!" Lin Bao said proudly, climbing up from the ground with his chest strap and clothes, looking through the screen, watching him put the dragon robe he replaced on the screen.

"climb?"

  Lian Che walked out from behind the screen in a azure blue brocade robe, holding a peach wood fan, long hair swaying, clear eyes, thin lips lightly pursed, and a smile at the corners of his mouth. Such a look is very enchanting.

  Lin Bao swallowed, and for a moment he forgot to answer the question. The deer-like clear eyes were full of unconcealable surprise.

  Lian Che closed the fan and knocked her on the head, and said, "Aren't you going to change clothes?"

"Oh."

  While responding, she walked to the screen and changed her clothes.

  Lian Che leaned on the pillar and looked at her, with a little warmth in his eyes.

  When Lin Bao changed into the eunuch's clothes, Lian Che had already had three cups of tea. Seeing her coming out, he dragged her out the door impatiently, saying: "It's so slow to change clothes!"

  Lin Bao was silent, but he was very dissatisfied-peat, it was because he watched her change clothes, she was very stressed, OK?

   was dragged out of the hall by Lian Che, Lin Bao was a little unsure, but saw him suddenly slow down.

   was wondering, he saw the palace man greeted him and saluted, and respectfully said: "Participate in the emperor--"

   At this moment, a court lady stepped forward and said: "The emperor, the Imperial Dining Room has delivered the bird's nest porridge."

  Lin Bao only felt that the voice sounded very familiar to him, and half of his head was poked out from behind Lian Che to find out that Wen Su was speaking.

  She also saw her, but she only smiled indifferently.

   "Well, I see. Bring the porridge to the Imperial Study Room." He looked sideways at Lin Bao, but only this action made the palace man on the side jealous.

  Today, they went in to clean up the emperor, but they never thought they would see a person lying on the dragon bed, and the emperor who they admired so much was planted with small strawberries!

  If you say that the sleeping attendant is a woman, that's all, but I heard the gossip that this sleeping attendant is a little **** who has just entered the palace!

  Peat, is it possible that their emperor is really not interested in women, but instead likes little eunuchs and other non-male and female organisms?

  The maids are in chaos.

When they returned to their senses, Lian Che had already taken Lin Bao to the Imperial Study Room. When Wen Su put the bird's nest porridge on the desk of Lian Che's office, he screened out the palace people.

  In the room, only the two of them were left.

   There was a faint porridge smell in the air. Lin Bao, who had not eaten yet, didn’t hold on to it. He held the bowl and drank it "grumbling--" alive and well!

After waiting for a bowl of porridge, Lin Bao’s mouth and jaw are stained with some porridge and rice soup. The appearance is more informal, and if it is awkward, it is not eaten!

   Just when Lin Bao was about to wipe something off with his sleeve, Lian Che had already raised his hand and wiped her mouth clean with a silk scarf. The action was thoughtful and delicate.

  Yin Bao was a little puzzled, but she was pounding and pounding, her face flushed unsuspectingly.

  It's rare to see her like this, Lian Che was in a good mood, took his hand back, put Sipa aside, and said, "Are you still hungry? Would you like to eat another bowl?"

  ——Eating another bowl is to treat her as a pig?

  Her brain gave instructions very clearly to refuse, but her body took action first, opening her mouth and saying, "Then have another bowl of porridge!"

  As soon as he spoke, Lin Bao had the urge to slap himself twice.

  ——Peat, what is the situation now, she still wants to eat!

   didn't care about her small movements, and Lian Che said again: "There is no polenta in white porridge and it is nutritious. Why don't you have a bowl of polenta."

   Polenta?

  Lin Bao couldn't help but interrupted, "Can you have some buns?"

  You should know that for the past month, she ate all steamed buns every day in the small courtyard. It’s not accustomed to not eat this day.

  Lian Che snapped his fingers, and the next moment a court lady opened the door and walked in, bowed her head and said, "What's the emperor's order?"

  "Two bowls of polenta, a cage of steamed buns, and a plate of side dishes."

  As soon as the voice fell, the maid did not dare to stay any longer, she just nodded, silently noted, and then retired and closed the door kindly.

  Seeing that the palace lady was gone, Lin Bao was a little puzzled, watching him pick up a pen and write on the table, wondering: "I eat one bowl is enough, why should I order two bowls?"

  I didn’t even lift someone’s head. He was holding a pen and wrote cursive script on the memorial with a pen, "Swish--", and replied: "Of course it is enough for you to eat a bowl, and I didn't say that I would not eat it."

  "……"

  Well, he is the emperor and he is in charge.

  Lin Bao put his hands on his cheeks, looked at the mountain of memorials on the table, and couldn't help but squeeze a handful of sweat for him, "You watch so many memorials every day, won’t you be tired?"

   "Why don't you get tired, but this is my duty." He didn't change his face, he was serious.

   Hearing the words, Lin Bao pouted his mouth and stopped disturbing him, lying on the table waiting for the polenta.

  Actually, it’s weird to say that she was just a bed sheet with him all night, how could he treat her so nicely? Is it possible that he wants to be responsible to her and wants to accept her as a concubine?

  ——But, it doesn’t look like this!

  Lin Bao has always been uncomfortable, and when his head hurts, he finally couldn’t help but ask him: “Lian Che, why are you being so good to me?”

   "Why, not used to it?" He still didn't look up, but the speed of blinking changed the memorial again.

Lin Bao pursed his lips and said, "If it was last night, you don't need to care about it. After all... After all, I am not a stubborn woman, and this situation is normal in my hometown. In short, I just don't need it. The other party is responsible."

  She...hometown?

  I rarely heard her mention anything about her hometown. Lian Che finally put down the pen and raised his head, thinking about her words seriously, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and said, "You mean people in your hometown can do this casually?"

  ——So what is the difference between this and the people in the kiln?

  Lin Bao囧 quickly explained: "That’s not what I mean, I mean—Oh, I don’t know you clearly, anyway, you don’t need to be responsible to me."