The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Wang Yanqing really didn't know why she believed this person's words. Her knees fell into the quilt, her palms supported the bed with strength, she lowered her head and panted, her hair was drawn to one side, and a waterfall was in front of her. soft.

The shattered hair on her forehead and neck was soaked through, twisting against the skin, outlining a slender and stretched neckline. Because of her bowed head, her long hair fell on Lu Heng's chest. As she breathed, the tail of her hair swept thinly on him, and Su Itching almost burrowed into her bones.

Lu Heng leisurely leaned on the bed, silently surveying the scene in front of him. Her skin was snow-white, her hair was shawl, and she was dripping with perspiration. Her slender waist was tightly stretched, soft and firm. Lu Heng stretched out his hand, supported her waist, and secretly urged, "Qingqing, it's time for class, it's not over yet."

Wang Yanqing gritted his teeth and said, "I don't think you can be satisfied at all."

"Yes." Lu Heng nodded in agreement, "You are still young, don't rush to graduate, take your time."

Wang Yanqing is now fully supported by her waist, her legs are already shaking, but she can't sit down, and she has to endure his distinct presence. She gritted her teeth and asked, "What do you want?"

"Simple." Lu Heng casually pressed on the contours of the muscles behind her waist, and said, "Qingqing's voice is so sweet, I think it must be pleasant to call out."

"Do not!"

"There's no other way." Lu Heng said regretfully, "You don't copy the answer the teacher gave you, so you can find a way to pass the test yourself."

The red curtains are stacked on the ground, the candles are weeping, and the two figures are facing each other behind the curtains, only the outline can be seen vaguely. The candlelight suddenly flickered, and a woman groaned from behind the curtain. The slender woman's waist was tensed, and her back drew a thrilling arc, and her breathing became more and more messy.

Lu Heng was worried about the guards outside on the boat, and worried about the sound insulation of the walls in the inn. He had been restrained for half a year. Now that he is back in his house, he can finally do what he wants to do happily.

And these few days coincided with the annual vacation, and Lu Heng had enough time to spend time with Qingqing.

The next day Wang Yanqing woke up with a hoarse voice. Thinking of the last scene of last night, she covered her eyes unwillingly.

A person like Lu Heng can really get all the results he wants.

If Lu Heng made trouble, she would wake up late most of the morning, and she couldn't pick up the matter of practicing martial arts again. I don't know if Lu Heng went too far, she started to be lethargic, lazy and weak. Lu Heng was going to the yamen in the daytime, and she always ate lunch by herself. She took two bites, but she had no appetite, so she was taken off.

Wang Yanqing went back to the bedroom to rest. She slept very deeply this night, and when she woke up in a daze, the tent had already been put down, and the surrounding light was dim, so she couldn't tell the time. Wang Yanqing felt strange in her heart, she just wanted to take a nap for a while, and she didn't close the tent. Who put it down?

She got up to drink water, and as soon as she sat up, there were footsteps outside. A pair of slender and fair hands lifted the tent, hung it with silver hooks, and sat sideways beside the tent. Wang Yanqing saw him and asked, "I slept all night?"

"I came back early." Lu Heng looked at her with a serious look in his eyes for some reason, "Qingqing, do you remember when your letter was written this month?"

Wang Yanqing bit her lip and thought, before she could remember, Lu Heng said, "According to normal days, it should be in the second year of junior high school."

Wang Yanqing was silent. It was February 16th, and her monthly letter had been delayed for nearly half a month.

She used to have irregular monthly letters, but now she is married, and her body has always been sick and tired recently.

Wang Yanqing didn't dare to think about the possibility. Lu Heng held her hand and tightened his fingers silently: "Don't be afraid. I will quietly ask Lang Zhong to come and show you. Children are fate, it doesn't matter whether they are or not."

Today, Lu Heng received a letter from the people in the mansion, saying that Wang Yanqing fell asleep without eating. Lingxi Lingluan has been observing secretly for the past two days, suspecting that his wife is pregnant.

When Lu Heng heard this, he didn't dare to be careless and went back to the mansion immediately. He asked Lang Zhong to enter the mansion, and after Wang Yanqing woke up, let someone come in to check her pulse. Lang Zhong was wearing a veil to listen to the pulse, and Lu Heng and Wang Yanqing both stared at him with good looks. Lang Zhong was nervous to be watched. He was afraid of making a mistake in the diagnosis, so he pressed it for a while.

Lu Heng's heart tensed unconsciously after seeing Lang Zhong's pulse diagnosis for so long. Lang Zhong's scalp was numb under Lu Heng's gaze, and he couldn't stop muttering in his heart. He thought it was a happy pulse, but as Governor Lu was facing a formidable enemy, Lang Zhong felt that it must not be so simple.

He performed his life-long stunts, but still didn't find any other problems. He stood up against Lu Heng's oppressive gaze, and stammered, "Congratulations to the Governor, Madam is Huamai, so it should be a congratulations."

Others were very happy when they heard Huamai, but Dudu Lu heard it, but his face became more serious: "Should?"

Lang Zhong fell into self-doubt, and said tremblingly: "Caomin is not sure, it may be that the lady's body is cold and blood deficient, and there will also be a slippery pulse. After three months, the pearl fetus is stable, and then it can be determined whether she is pregnant."

After hearing this, Lu Heng nodded, motioned Lingxi to take the boss down to receive the reward, and said, "In that month and a half, you will come again to check the pulse."

"Yes."

Wang Yanqing clenched her fingers tightly, she was in a trance when she heard Lang Zhong said it was Huamai, and she didn't even know when Lang Zhong went out. When she came back to her senses, she found that Lu Heng had put a soft pillow behind her waist, and took away all the sharp objects nearby: "Don't be nervous. If the diagnosis is not Ximai after a month and a half, it is a good thing that you are healthy; If it is Ximai, then we will have children, which is even better."