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Ning Shu only felt goosebumps all over her body.

It felt like someone had bitten my neck, a tingling numbness that sent shivers down my spine.

The prince lowered his head and touched his belly.

whispered in his ear.

Ning Shu couldn't help but say: "Your Highness, I am a man, I can't give birth to..."

He couldn't help but turn his face away, shame washing over him, his voice trembling as he spoke.

The Crown Prince gazed at him with profound eyes and asked, "How did Ning'er know it wouldn't be born"

To be stared at by the prince with such eyes, his beautiful face as ethereal as a fairy, expression serene.

Ning Shu began to doubt herself.

Can he really have children

He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, especially where the prince had touched him. It was as if there really was a child there. He couldn't help but speak out, shaking his head and saying: "I am a man, I can't give birth to children, Your Highness, please wake up."

The prince remained silent, instead embracing him and kissing his lips.

Ning Shu's eyes were moist, and she began to soften.

At an unknown hour, the outside of the palace was eerily silent. It seemed as if there were no people at all. However, when Ning Shu slightly tilted her head, she saw a figure standing outside.

The Crown Prince had already carried him back to bed and then lowered his head, saying: "I want you to carry my child now, don't you"

Ning Shu was speechless.

His lips were already a vibrant red, like freshly bloomed flowers.

Only the prince can taste and possess it.

Then the prince pressed her down onto the bed, their lips and teeth mingling.

Ning Shu, listening to the prince's words in her ear, couldn't help but lower her head and glance at her stomach again. When she confirmed that it was flat, she let out a sigh of relief.

The Crown Prince, however, followed her gaze and then, with a faint smile on his lips, said in a pleasant tone, “Does Ninger also wish to bear a child for me”

Ning Shu's scalp went numb, and his heart said he didn't want to.

If he could give birth to a child, that would be monstrous.

How can a man give birth to a child.

The prince, as if he took it for granted, gently pressed his stomach and said, "Don't worry, my dear. I'll feed you now. Once you're full, you'll naturally conceive."

.....

Ning Shu didn't know what year it was today, his body drenched in sweat.

The Crown Prince's warm breath brushed against him again, caressing his slightly rounded belly and saying, "Ning'er is pregnant."

The prince grabbed his hand, then held it against his own stomach.

"Can you feel it, Ning'er"

Ning Shu pursed her lips, she slightly turned her face away.

My feelings are mixed.

The next moment, he had no more strength to think of anything else. He could only be constantly at the mercy of the prince......

.....

Ning Shu, in a daze, glanced outside the hall. Those figures were still there, but they seemed like dead people, as if they had never moved.

The Crown Prince pinched his face and said, “Ning’er, what are you looking at Has your father not fed you enough”

Ning Shu opened his mouth, he was really too weak to speak. He had fainted in the middle and when he woke up, the prince was still holding him.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling as he said, "Your Highness, it's time for you to rest."

The prince remained silent.

But she rubbed her cheek against his, lowered her eyes, and then impassively grasped his hand: "Ning'er's belly is so big now. I wonder if it holds a little prince or a little princess"

Ning Shu closed her eyes, feeling a bit on the verge of collapse.

He started to miss the former Crown Prince, although it was all an act he put on in front of him. Even so, it wasn't like this…on the bed...

He pursed his lips, struggling to speak back: “....I don’t know.”

Does Ning'er like the little prince or the little princess

The prince asked again.

Ning Shu endured the shame.

He's got a big belly, it's clearly not what the prince said...

I couldn't help but take a deep breath, biting my lip as my throat felt dry. "Your Highness, please let me go."

"Let Ning'er go, where is Ning'er going"

The crown prince simply looked at him with cold eyes, his tone venomous.

Ning Shu said, "I'm not going anywhere, Your Highness, please let me go."

"But the prince remained expressionless, saying: 'You're afraid of me. Why don't you want to leave' He muttered softly, 'You're clearly afraid of me.'"

He held onto the young man's hand, his voice almost obsessive: "What were you thinking about just now Were you missing Old Sol"

Ning Shu's eyelashes trembled.

He didn't expect that even a fleeting thought could be seen through by the prince.

Seeing this, the Crown Prince drew out his words, but there was not a trace of a smile in them: "It's a pity that that solitary self is gone forever. Ning'er, do you prefer the old me or the present me"

Ning Shu opened her mouth, just about to say something.

But he was stopped by the prince.

He whispered, "You need not answer me." He said with a cheerful voice, "You haven't answered my last question yet, Ning'er. Do you want a little prince or a little princess"

Ning Shu gritted her teeth.

Opened her mouth: "...Which one does Your Highness want Take it."

He closed his eyes, allowing the prince to touch his stomach.

But the Crown Prince said, "Does Ning'er dislike it"

"Is it that you dislike children, or is it that you dislike being around children who are alone"

Ning Shu: ".......".

Let's not talk about the fact that he doesn't even have children, and what's in his belly isn't even a child, but...

What is what, the prince knew best in his heart.

He pressed his lips together and closed his eyes, unwilling to speak.

The crown prince didn't mind, his hand resting on the young man's stomach as he said slowly, "If Ninger gave birth to a little prince, would the little prince be more like me, or more like Ninger"

The nose resembles a lone figure, the eyes like Ning'er, and the mouth also like Ning'er.

Ning Shu listened to the prince's ramblings, he closed his eyes and never opened them.

The prince didn't mind. He lowered his head and added, "If it were a young princess, like Ning'er, that would be best."

"Since Ninger is so beautiful, I will definitely find the best husband in the world for her."

"If that husband were to mistreat her, I would have him dismembered into five pieces, punish his entire clan for nine generations, cut out his tongue and body, and then feed him to the dogs."

Ning Shu: "..."

The prince, seeing that he wasn't speaking, withdrew his hand.

Then she leaned in close to the young man's ear and whispered, "In the end, I still thought about it. If the prince and princess were born, Ning'er's attention and focus would all be on them."

"A lonely heart is not joyful."

Ning Shu no longer had the desire to speak. She wanted to say that it was the Crown Prince who had asked her to get pregnant, but now she even felt jealous of a hypothetical child.

There's probably no one else in the world like that.

After the prince finished speaking, he rose slightly and then pressed down on the young man's belly.

Ning Shu's face gradually turned red, crimson and vibrant.

He pursed his lips.

I could feel a sticky feeling.

He clenched his fingers even tighter, speechless.

And yet, the prince pressed down while saying: "Therefore, I don't want you to give birth now."

He leaned down and whispered softly in the boy's ear, "Ninger, having just one person to rely on is enough."

....

Ning Shu opened her eyes, and the Crown Prince had already gone to court.

He got up, and even without looking he knew exactly how he looked.

The slave girl came in, serving carefully.

She didn't dare to look any longer.

But even so, she could still see that on the boy's snow-white feet, there were vibrant and suggestive red marks.

including the calves.

I quickly averted my gaze, but my earlobes betrayed my current emotions.

I am a newly acquired slave.

The crown princess is a man, which she had known all along. And not only that, she had accidentally seen his face, finding that in this world, there was no other young man so handsome.

It's no wonder the Crown Prince revels in nightly revelry.

Also locked up the crown princess.

I think the Crown Princess is like a fairy who absorbs energy, the Prince can tire himself out day and night.

They were listening outside, blushing furiously.

Especially the boys' calls sounded very good.

But they didn't dare to listen any more, so they plugged their own ears. Everyone knows how much the Crown Prince loves his Imperial Consort; they wouldn't even dare to glance at her, let alone hear her voice.

...not to mention. ...

Seeing the Crown Princess like this now, I don't know whether to pity the young man or think he is fortunate, to be so favored by the Crown Prince.

Ning Shu glanced at the maidservant.

He didn't speak, but he remembered that this slave was guarding outside the palace gate.

Ning Shu recalling those absurdities, couldn't help but say, "…Did you hear any sounds last night"

This servant's body stiffened slightly, then she quickly replied, "Replying to the Crown Princess, this servant heard nothing."

When Ning Shu heard this, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

He felt a deep shame whenever he thought of those slaves, who day and night outside the palace listened to those... sounds.

He lowered his head and glanced at the gold chain on his ankle.

The prince personally put the thing on him and never took it off.

Having calculated carefully, it should have been more than half a month.

Ning Shu, lost in thought, suddenly turned to the maidservant and said, "Could you please open the window for me I want to see if it's a sunny day or a cloudy one outside."

As a slave, hearing the young master's pleasant voice made me feel that he was kind and exceptionally handsome.

No wonder the Crown Prince likes it so much.

So he walked over and opened the window.

Ning Shu looked at the weather outside. It was a sunny day. The weather looked nice, but he hadn't gotten out of bed for a long time and hadn't gone outside to see it in ages.

When the prince entered, he saw the young man staring out the window, lost in thought.

He remembered the goldfinch in the cage, the ones that had flown out.

The Crown Prince never worried about whether they would return.

His eyes darkened, he walked over, and said lightly, "Who opened the window"d, I've already resigned." 。"《書》If it's not just for a concert ticket, wouldn't that be too ridiculous《耽》Sun Bo immediately replied: "I didn't want to do anything, just to give us a lesson, who made m...