The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 503 Finale (2)

Ji Wuyuan walked through the corridor in the moonlight and stopped in front of the small house at the end.

There was only a dim candlelight in the room.

In the dim light, Jiang Wantang's long black hair hung down. She lay on her side in the brocade quilt, with one of her white wrists hanging by the side of the couch.

Ji Wuyuan walked step by step to the couch, looking at Jiang Wantang's peaceful face under the moonlight. Her deep eyes were filled with undisguised love, longing, and attachment, and her emotions were strong and complicated.

He stood beside the couch, slowly leaned over, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips. His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking her from this beautiful dream.

As he watched, Ji Wuyuan leaned closer and kissed Jiang Wantang on the couch...

At first, it was just a light touch, turning over and over little by little, with careful cherishment and restraint, the posture was lingering and tender enough.

Her lips were soft and cool, like petals in early spring. The sweet taste, both captivating and familiar, lingered between his lips and teeth, making him want to take more...

Gradually, his kiss deepened, and then he slowly penetrated, their breaths blending together, entangled deeply with hers.

Jiang Wantang, who was sleeping on the couch, trembled slightly in response to his kiss...

Ji Wuyuan suddenly opened his eyes and let go of the person on the couch.

The moment his lips left hers, Jiang Wantang unconsciously raised her hand and grasped his collar, muttering something...

It's like talking in a dream.

Ji Wuyuan leaned closer and was able to hear her whispers clearly.

She said: "A Yuan..."

"A Yuan, don't go..."

"..."

As he spoke, a tear fell from the corner of his tightly closed eyes.

Ji Wuyuan's pupils trembled violently, and for a moment he couldn't believe his ears.

His eyes were filled with red, a very deep red that spread from the corners of his eyes, and his entire face took on a strange color.

It turns out that she wasn't as indifferent to him as she appeared...

As a result, the feelings and emotions that had been suppressed for a long time in Ji Wuyuan's heart collapsed in an instant.

Those emotions that had been suppressed for a long time now burst out like a flood.

His thin lips covered hers again, but with a different cautiousness than before.

This time it was an instinctive lingering, an inch-by-inch possession.

The temperature between the lips and teeth continued to rise, as if wanting to pour all the pent-up longing into this long-lost kiss.

Ji Wuyuan kissed her passionately and wantonly. Jiang Wantang unconsciously raised her head in her sleep, responding to her plundering and deep kiss...

They are ignorant and unconscious, and are allowed to have whatever they want.

After all, out of consideration for her health, Ji Wuyuan did not dare to act too presumptuous.

After venting his longing, he reluctantly let go of Jiang Wantang and ended this indulgence.

He rested his forehead against hers, his voice low and hoarse with lingering emotion: "...Tang'er, I miss you so much."

However, the person sleeping on the couch did not respond.

I just instinctively curled up in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps his embrace was too hot, Jiang Wantang kicked off the thin blanket on her body.

Ji Wuyuan stood up to cover her with the quilt, but his movements paused when his eyes touched the slightly raised curve of her abdomen.

He raised his hand and slowly placed his palm on that warm and soft spot, feeling the throbbing of blood connection. His deep eyes instantly turned into a pool of spring water.

This is his and Tang'er's child...

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

The rising sun shines through the carved wooden windows, casting tiny golden specks across the house...

Lying on the couch, Jiang Wantang's eyelashes trembled slightly as she was awakened by the chirping of birds in the yard.

She propped herself up and sat up, and suddenly felt a numbness on her lips. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch it, her eyes hazy and complicated.

She had a long dream last night. She dreamed of Ji Wuyuan, herself still in the palace, and them lying on the couch...

Thinking of this, Jiang Wantang's little face couldn't help but turn red.

This erotic dream is a little too real.

"The girl is awake..." When Cui'er came in with the copper basin, she saw Jiang Wantang sitting on the couch in a daze, with a rare rosy face.

She smiled and said, "Miss, you are feeling better today. You look much better."

Jiang Wantang collected his thoughts, got up and washed up.

When she came out of the house, she saw Ji Wuyuan, who was wearing coarse clothes, chopping wood in the yard and making medicine for her.

Looking at the man's skillful movements and his busy figure in front of the stove, Jiang Wantang's eyes darkened.

She knew very well that it couldn't be him.

They are clearly two completely different people...

Ji Wuyuan had already noticed Jiang Wantang's gaze, but he let her look at him. When she came over, he turned around and greeted her with a smile: "My lady, you are up..."

Jiang Wantang looked at the man's honest smile and nodded slightly in response.

The other ladies in the yard went to the building to work early in the morning, leaving only her, Cui'er and Ji Wuyuan, who was chopping wood, in the small courtyard.

Jiang Wantang had just finished breakfast when she saw the clinic's owner, Madam Su, rushing over with a beaming look on her face. Behind her followed an old man with a white beard, carrying a medicine box on his back...

He is also a doctor.

"My wife is very happy!"

Madam Su walked up to Jiang Wantang and bowed with a smile. The fine lines in her eyes were filled with joy and excitement. "This is Mr. Sun, who studied under the Medicine King Valley. He happened to be traveling to our Qingshui Town recently."

"I heard that your wife opened a clinic to provide free medical treatment to the elderly, the weak, women and children, so I came to our clinic to help."

Madam Su became increasingly excited as she spoke. She took Jiang Wantang's hand and said, "Madam, you may not know that Mr. Sun used to be in the imperial palace, helping those noble ladies to have their pregnancies preserved..."

"With his help, my wife's baby will be safe."

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment when she heard the word "imperial palace".

Facing Madam Su's generosity, Mr. Sun, who was standing by, said calmly and reservedly, "Madam Su, you are too kind. I am unworthy of your praise."

After saying that, he walked up to Jiang Wantang and bowed, "Greetings, Madam Jiang."

Be polite in your behavior and respectful in your words.

Jiang Wantang came back to his senses, stood up and returned the greeting, saying, "Mr. Sun, please take a seat."

The three of them sat down at the stone table in the courtyard. Cui'er served them tea and snacks and waited by the side.

Madam Su told Mr. Sun about Jiang Wantang's physical condition and strange pulse.

The latter said nothing, took out a white handkerchief from the medicine box, covered Jiang Wantang's wrist, and stretched out two fingers to touch her wrist.

After a moment, he frowned slightly: "This pulse..."

"It is indeed different from the usual pulse pattern of pregnancy."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people present became tense, especially Ji Wuyuan, whose movements of chopping wood froze, his grip on the knife tightened again and again, and his eyes darkened...