When the clothes he was about to put on was taken off again, Su Jingyang couldn't help getting a little hot in the ears. Now that he had married Rong Ci, he had speculated that something like this would inevitably happen. However, he was still carrying another man's child in his belly now, he'd still feel a little awkward when doing it with him.

"No way, no way." Su Jingyang still felt weird. He pushed the man planting strawberries in his neck away, hiding in a corner of the bed and starting to put on his clothes, he sternly refused: "Not now, we'll go to the battlefield after the child is born. Don't worry, I'm definitely not stalling..."

Rong Ci didn't wait for him to finish, he approached unstoppably and raised his hand decisively, throwing him into the bed. His dark midnight eyes stared at him dangerously, he raised his voice slightly, his tone was as if he heard something absurdly funny: "Wait for you to give birth?"

Rong Ci grabbed his hands and motioned to him softly, "Come here, Su Jingyang, count with your little hands how long I'll have to wait for you to give birth."

Their faces were very close, and Rong Ci's warm breath landed on his lips, Su Jingyang only felt very itchy somewhere. He turned his face away, not looking at Rong Ci, he rolled his eyes and thought for a while. "It's only half a year, you can bear it, it'll be over before you even notice." Su Jingyang only learned that in pregnancy, although the saying goes that you'll carry the child for nine months, it actually takes less than that to give birth.

"Half a year? Soon?" Rong Ci patted his face, staring straight into his eyes. His gaze was bitingly cold, and his tone of voice was unquestionable: "Do it now, absolutely can't drag."

"No, I'm scared!" Su Jingyang began to make excuses. Rong Ci's presence enveloped him, there was an illusion of being trapped to his death. He panicked and stepped back, but Rong Ci pushed him onto the bed.

Rong Ci said amiably as he took off his trousers: "I'm afraid it's useless. It's better to grit your teeth and stamp your feet. Pain will pass, you must learn to be brave in such old age."

Su Jingyang glanced at Rong Ci hesitantly: Does this person really care? That being the case... what else was he entangled with? Anyway, the two were already married.

Su Jingyang was completely stripped while in deep thought, and it was too late to regret.

After Rong Ci solved him, he also took off all his clothes and threw them aside. Su Jingyang took the opportunity to glance at his thin and powerful waist and the root between his crotch... Su Jingyang swallowed hard, he was now a bit cross-eyed, damn it.

"You... go a little slower."

Since Su Jingyang decided to obey, he stopped struggling, he just laid down obediently. His hair was scattered, his face flushed, and his big black eyes were full of water. His rosy lips slightly opened. When Rong Ci saw this charming sight, his breathing suddenly quickened, he couldn't help it anymore, he lowered his head and kissed him deeply, and his slender hands began to poke under him...

The next day, Su Jingyang's body was sore. When he opened his eyes, he found that the sky was already bright outside and Rong Ci was already awake. His black hair was tied back, wearing a white single robe, sitting on the edge of the bed with his knees bent. His eyebrows were softened, staring at his face with a smile, when he saw that he was already awake, he bent down and kissed the tip of his nose.

Su Jingyang snorted secretly. This person was worried about his body last night, holding his face full of sweat and maintaining a gentle movement, but in the end, he was still dissatisfied. After a long period of tossing, he let him go only after he was half-dead.

Su Jingyang noticed that Rong Ci's shirt was open, revealing his chest and the vermilion marks on the right. Su Jingyang suddenly recalled something in his mind, and his expression instantly froze.

Rong Ci noticed his gaze and pulled his clothes wider, leaning closer to let him see clearly, "You're really cruel, do you see how swollen it is?"

...It did seem to be a little swollen.

Su Jingyang hadn't done it with anyone after he became pregnant. He was very uncomfortable when Rong Ci entered last night. He groaned with pain, raised his hand, and twisted it hard at the spot on Rong Ci's chest without mercy. Rong Ci took a sigh of relief at the time, and Su Jingyang gradually forgot about it because of the following events.

Su Jingyang was dumbfounded for a moment, not convinced: "So what? Am I not swollen as well!" After being stabbed all night, his butt still hurt.

When Rong Ci heard this, his eyes suddenly darkened. A malicious smile stirred at the corner of his mouth, and he dived inside Su Jingyang's quilt like flowing water.

"Are you swollen too? Is it there? I'll check it carefully for you."

Su Jingyang would've wasted his brain if he didn't know what he was talking about. He exploded and pushed him angrily. "Boo!!! Shameless!!!"

Rong Ci intercepted Su Jingyang's hand and pulled the quilt to cover the two of them. In the end, Su Jingyang was still unable to match his strength and was restrained.

The red blanket moved around for a while, the figure above soon began to move in a rhythmic pattern. Su Jingyang's dull gasps and groans came from inside, and he cursed intermittently: "You... you bastard. ......"

The two of them made a mess all morning. After breakfast, Su Jingyang still felt like his legs were soft, so he didn't go to see Ling Li. It wasn't until that evening that Su Jingyang went to talk to Ling Li for a while, after that they had dinner together with Ah-Xuan.

Rong Ci and Rong Hua weren't there. They went to Wuqun Mountain and said that they wouldn't come back until two days later.

Su Jingyang was a little dazed when he noticed that Ling Li was looking at his neck inadvertently. His face was a little hot. He knew there were traces of Rong Ci there, but now the weather was getting warmer and the clothes he wears were thin, it would seem much more deliberate if he were to block it. Ling Li quickly moved his eyes away casually.

When the meal was over, the maids removed everything from the dinner table. Su Jingyang asked Ling Li to continue to rest in bed. Ling Li said that he was tired and wanted to sit and rest, so Su Jingyang sat by the table and chatted with him. Ah-Xuan was very obedient, he played silently in the room.

Ling Li stretched out his hand and touched his belly, "You look bigger than me when I was three months pregnant... By the way, Jingyang." Ling Li looked at him and asked, "Have you thought of a name for the child?"

"Name?" Su Jingyang held his cheeks, blinking twice, "I haven't thought about it, just call it Su Dafan¹ and Su Xiaofan²." Although he had been pregnant for more than three months, Su Jingyang didn't have any special feelings, he treated them as just an extra piece of meat hanging on his stomach, so he hadn't thought about the names or anything. The reason for finding a stepfather was just out of a sense of responsibility.

Ling Li's mouth curled up and he chuckled, "You... shouldn't be serious, right? If you give your children such a name, when they grow up, they'll surely be angry with you."

Su Jingyang subconsciously answered: "When they grow up, maybe I'll be..." At that point, he suddenly sat upright, taking a sip from the teacup and praising: "Wow, what kind of tea is this, it smells so fragrant."

Ling Li's smile was stained with a bit of bitterness. He grabbed Su Jingyang's hand and shook it, saying in a low and soft voice: "Jingyang, you don't have to worry about me like this, for fear that I'll be uncomfortable. I've already accepted the fact that you'll leave. If you need any help, I'll do my best. As long as your wish can be fulfilled, I will be very happy."

Su Jingyang was silent for a while and sighed, "Alright, well, I know, let's not talk about it, let's just talk about some other things. Did His Royal Highness write to you today? What has he written? How's the situation in the Palace?"

Su Jingyang didn't want Ming Zhan to ascend the heavenly throne so quickly, for this meant that Ling Li will soon separate from him.

However, Ling Li said in a low voice: "The Emperor's condition has stabilized a bit, the situation should be able to drag for a while. There'll be no trouble in such a short time, but he still has to stay in the Palace just in case."

"Oh." Su Jingyang nodded, he then stared at him for a moment, then dropped his eyes again silently. Ling Li said softly: "What else do you want to ask? Don't hesitate with me."

Su Jingyang tilted his head in embarrassment and faced him, he said: "It's nothing."

Ling Li seemed to see through his mind in an instant, "You're curious, was there any misunderstanding between me and His Royal Highness at the beginning?"

This was indeed what Su Jingyang had in his heart, but he hurriedly denied: "No, no." He knew that Ling Li was unwilling to mention it, and didn't want to force him.

Su Jingyang waved his hand hurriedly: "Really not, I was just looking at you, you've lost weight recently."

Ling Li turned his eyes to Ah-Xuan, who was crawling on the bed to sleep, before turning back to look at Su Jingyang, and saying softly, "It's fine. Actually... it's nothing that can't be said."

Ling Li talked about the past with Su Jingyang one by one without any up and owns in his tone. Su Jingyang widened his eyes and was uncertain in his heart. He was silent for a long time without saying a word.

He had a sudden flash of inspiration the night before yesterday, while he was half-dreaming and half-awake. He had been looking for the protagonist in this world and wanted to go to Jincheng, but did he ever thought that the protagonist was actually by his side?

——For example, Ling Li and Ming Zhan! A common protagonist in romance novels was men in a high positions like Ming Zhan.

At this time, after listening to Ling Li's explanation, Su Jingyang's suspicion that had originally been bred in his heart grew more and more. This sums up the plot, Ah-Li would be the perfect candidate as the protagonist of a bl novel ! ! How come he's never thought of this before! ? Did he finally find it?

Su Jingyang restrained his excitement and glanced at Ling Li calmly, his heart beating a drum.

Although he had to bring the protagonists together before he could go home, from what Ah-Li just said, His Royal Highness was a truly cold and cruel person. He killed his personal guard who had served him so loyally for so long, would Ah-Li really be fine with him? Would it really be the right thing? And Ah-Li didn't seem to want to return to the Palace very much... Although Su Jingyang wanted to go home so much that he'd vomit blood, he wasn't willing to make another mistake. Lu Qian and Lin Jia's shadows still lingered in his heart.

What to do? Will he need to accumulate energy little by little? If he was unlucky, then he may not be able to gather enough in his entire life.

Su Jingyang fell into a dilemma at once and was full of suffering, tossing and turning on the big and lonely bed that night. He couldn't fall asleep on the luxurious bed, his mind was a mess.

But then he thought about it again. When he met Xu Mei and the others, he was confident that they were the protagonists, but later, reality overturned all his guesses.

Maybe he also guessed wrong this time, the protagonist wasn't A Li, but instead someone else?

Su Jingyang could only comfort himself like this, his eyelids drooped and he breathed deeply for a long time before reluctantly falling asleep on the pillow.

_____

Notes:

1- [Su Jingyang's surname] [big] [hassle/bother]

2- [Su Jingyang's surname] [small] [hassle/bother]

_____