Shadow
Translator: 549690339
What kind of aesthetic was this? Xiao Baoxin was convinced.
If it was Xiao Baoshu now, he would definitely not be wrong. A young general, like a tiger father, like a dog son, had all kinds of praises.
The problem was that even though Princess Xuancheng had been thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Baoshu, who was the one who had been acting all over the place at the beginning, could not find any words to praise her even though he was slightly less talented and had less vocabulary.
Xiao Baoxin didnât even know what kind of marriage this was. He couldnât describe it.
Emperor Yong Ping had just ascended the throne and needed to win over the courtiers. The royal family and the Xiao family were political marriages, but Princess Xuan Cheng and Xiao Bao Shu were both interested in each other and were quite willing to do so. That was a good thing.
Although Xiao Baoxin had been muttering in his heart about how the two of them were fated to be together, he was still happy to see it happen.
âThe emperorâs intention is to let out the word that our family should not arrange another marriage for Baoshu.âXie Xian laughed in spite of himself. It was estimated that many people would never dream that Xiao Baoshu would have such a hot moment today. Even the Emperor was afraid that he would not be able to snatch the hot one and had settled with his family first.
âThen Iâll return to my motherâs house tomorrow and tell her about the emperorâs decree.âXiao Baoxin held back his laughter and wanted to take the opportunity to return to his motherâs house.
Xie Xian nodded.â Your belly is big. Be careful.ââ
âHow is sister-in-lawâs health?â Do you want me to get the imperial physician to take a look?â
Xiao Baoxin rolled his eyes at him. He didnât even need to touch him to know what he meant.
Wasnât it just to remind her not to get too sick and not to get close to Ms. Cai?
His words were full of twists and turns. If she hadnât been married for a while, it was also thanks to her ability to hear other peopleâs thoughts that she quickly understood his personality. They probably had some time to get along.
Xie Xian rubbed his nose, his gaze drifting as he looked up at the sky.
âIn the blink of an eye, itâs almost the end of the month.â
Xiao Baoxin also looked up at the sky.â Are you tired from walking?â
Xie Xian responded silently. He was tired, so tired that his heels were about to catch fire, and his calves and stomachs were twisting. In order to accompany his wife, he was even willing to give up his life, butâ¦Tired.
The couple went back into the house hand in hand. Tangli was a sensible person. She had prepared jujube tea and drank it warmly. Her whole body was sweet.
Looking at Xiao Baoxinâs small belly that was sticking out like a small pot lid, Xie Xianâs eyes softened, almost melting Xiao Baoxinâs heart.
Ever since Xiao Baoxin was pregnant, the two of them had not been intimate. Occasionally, they would be intimate for a while, but they would be so red that they did not dare to continue, afraid that they would torture the child.
Xie Xian could see more than 38,000 different meanings from Xiao Baoxinâs current gaze, but none of them were enough for him to waver.
With just this, Xie Xianâs blood boiled.
The main reason was that he had been holding it in for the past few days. The soup and water in the palace had made him strong and strong, so it was inevitable that he would let his imagination run wild.
He waved his hand as if he was chasing away flies, completely lacking the usual dignified and elegant demeanor.
Tang Liâs fiery eyes were clear. Seeing how her husbandâs hand was about to emit sparks, how could she not understand why?
âLady is tired of the day, and has a body, or rest early, I first retreat.ââWith that, he slowly left the house, turned around, closed the door, and glanced inside, even though he couldnât see anything.
Xie Xian snorted coldly and came to watch over their bed affairs.
âQingqing, donât listen to their nonsense. I specially asked⦠At this time, they could also have sex, as long as they were careful.â
Xiao Baoxin: Do you dare to not reveal your motive so blatantly? Was she shameless?
âWho-who did you ask?â She realized that something was wrong.
âImperial physician.â Xie Xian looked eagerly at Xiao Baoxin and wisely hid Pan Shuoâs name.
In fact, he did not even want to ask Pan Shuo. It was Pan Shuo who accidentally overheard his conversation with the imperial physicianâ¦He casually asked.
It was rare for Pan Shuo to open his mouth wide in shock.
âYou even asked the imperial doctor for thisâ¦Do you think the imperial doctor is your Xie familyâs domestic doctor? At this time, itâs already the autumn of life and death, but youâre still thinking about this kind of thing. Youâre too ambitiousâ¦â
âWhy didnât I realize that you were such a lustful person in the past?â
Xie Xian was also extremely angry at that time. How was it a matter of life and death?
Besides, even if it was a matter of life and death, which law said that it couldnât be done? He couldnât even think or ask?
âHow can you be reasonable when you eavesdrop? If you donât know, then say you donât know!â
Pan Shuo scratched his ears and cheeks and said in exasperation,ââYes! Yes! Yes!â
âWhy not? Just you wait!â
Then, as expected, a day later, he received a fresh, hot, full-length illustration of the pregnancy. It was obvious that he had rushed to draw it, and some parts of the ink were smeared.
Xiao Baoxin watched as Xie Xian presented the manuscript that he had casually placed in front of her as if he was presenting a treasure. Only then did she see clearly that this was not a manuscript at all-it was simply a colored draft.
Her little face immediately turned red.
Bullsh * t Imperial Physician!
It was Pan Shuo!
She didnât know much about painting skills or brush strokes, and she couldnât tell if they were from the same person. However, the method of doing this clearly carried traces of Pan Shuo.
When they got married, and after that, Pan Shuo had given Xie Xian many paintings like this.
She didnât understand how close their relationship was to send such a⦠Something explicit.
âImperial physician?â Xiao Baoxin gritted her teeth. If there was a crack in the ground, she would have crawled into it.â Why didnât I know that Pan Shuo had switched careers to become a doctor and treat peopleâs illnesses?!â
What kind of disease was this?
âImperial physician, he is indeed an imperial physician.â Xie Xian saw that he could not hide the truth and immediately confessed. He hugged Xiao Baoxin with both hands and said with a mischievous smile,
âHow can I ask Pan Shuo about this? He looks like a man who is in a hurry. For the sake of my wifeâs health, I definitely have to ask a specialized imperial doctor.â
Without any hesitation, Xie Xian sold Pan Shuo out.
âWho knew that he was following me and listening to me? Thatâs why he stuffed this thing into my hand.â
Xiao Baoxin wanted to die so badly.
So, not only did the people in the Imperial Hospital know what he wanted, Pan Shuo even used an artist to draw a simulation or a live scene for him, right?!
âXie Xian!â
â.. This is really not my fault.â Xie Xian felt wronged as he moved closer to her ear.âTm also bored. I canât stand looking at youâ¦I canât stand missing you when I canât see youâ¦â
Xiao Baoxinâs mouth twitched so much that his facial muscles were about to fail.
âShut up.â
Even if he said good things, he could not hide the consequences of doing such a ridiculous thing. There was no such thing as harming people!
Xiao Baoxin didnât believe in anyone who could keep a secret. Only a dead person could keep a secret!
He couldnât just silence the Imperial Physician and Pan Shuo!
If word got out, what would she become? A pregnant witch who was still playing with her husband?
She was not afraid of the bad name, as long as she was upright and upright, but this matter⦠It was hard to say how upright and straight she was. This was the privacy between husband and wife.
I really want to shit! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!