After being dressed as a demon concubine, she was pregnant with the new emperor's cub

Chapter 50

Seeing Sheng Qing stroking the slave mark on his arm, Wei Lin was afraid that Sheng Qing would blame himself, so he immediately pulled down his sleeve.

There is no other reason, this imprint was branded on by Sheng Qing himself!

In Wei Lin's heart, since he has decided to be with Sheng Qing, he will naturally not care about these old debts, these are all past tense.

But Sheng Qing's next words made Wei Lin slightly taken aback.

I saw Sheng Qing asking Wei Lin with distressed eyes: "How did you get that burn on your arm?"

Wei Lin obviously didn't expect that Sheng Qing would not know the origin of this brand, he asked Sheng Qing tentatively: "Don't Qingqing remember about this slave mark?"

Hearing Wei Lin's question, Sheng Qing suddenly perked up. Could it be the original master?

It seems to be mentioned in the original book that one of the methods used by the original owner to torture Wei Lin seems to have branded Wei Lin as a slave.

Realizing that she had said something wrong, Sheng Qing immediately explained: "Thinking about it, it's probably because of my pregnancy. I don't have a good memory recently."

Sheng Qing thought that Wei Lin would continue to ask. After all, his reason was a bit far-fetched, and in fact, he didn't mind telling Wei Lin that he came from across the world. He was not from this world in the first place.

But Wei Lin who heard his words didn't care about his explanation at all, but noticed that Sheng Qing said that he had a bad memory recently.

"How could this be so? I'll call the imperial doctor to show you tomorrow, memory decay can't be sloppy."

Wei Lin sat up slightly, stroking Sheng Qing's head with his hands, and said softly and concernedly: "What's wrong with Qingqing's head?"

Sheng Qing shook his head, seeing Wei Lin's eyes full of concern, a trace of warmth surged in Sheng Qing's heart.

Sheng Qing lay on Wei Lin's lap, and Wei Lin massaged his head. He grabbed Wei Lin's arm that was branded with a slave mark, rolled up Wei Lin's sleeve, and gently rubbed Wei Lin's cheek The uneven brand, "A Lin, do you hate me for treating you like that?"

Hearing Sheng Qing's words, Wei Lin chuckled and said, "How could you not hate me? I hated you so much at that time, but I really like Qing Qing now."

As he said that, Wei Lin rubbed his cheeks with Sheng Qing affectionately.

"Don't make trouble, itchy..."

Wei Lin's hair was loose at the moment, and when she lowered her head, part of her hair was tied around Sheng Qing's neck, which made Sheng Qing feel a little itchy, so Sheng Qing hid aside.

But Wei Lin didn't give him a chance to hide, he clamped Sheng Qing tightly, so that Sheng Qing could only let him rub against him.

No matter what happened before, he only knows that Qingqing is the love of his life now.

After dawdling for a while, Wei Lin let go of Sheng Qing. Sheng Qing looked at Wei Lin's brand, and found it an eyesore no matter how he looked at it. He didn't leave a mark on the little tyrant's arm, and the original body did it first. .

Thinking of this, Sheng Qing would inevitably feel aggrieved. At this time, Sheng Qing happened to catch a glimpse of the new set of pens and inks on the table in front of him. Sheng Qing's eyes lit up, and he quickly got up and got out of bed.

Seeing Sheng Qing getting out of bed suddenly, Wei Lin was a little confused, so, why did his fragrant and soft wife still lie in his bed just now, now.

Wei Lin looked in Sheng Qing's direction anxiously, and saw Sheng Qing walking to a small table in the distance, as if he was holding something.

When Sheng Qing turned around, Wei Lin saw that Sheng Qing was holding a set of pens and inks in his hand, and he seemed familiar with this set of pens and inks, as if he had brought them for Sheng Qing to play with a few days ago.

The ink in this set of pens and inks is different from ordinary ink. Ordinary ink will smudge when it touches water. You can use this ink to write and paint, but you can’t. Only use a special potion to erase the marks left by this ink. .

Sheng Qing walked up to Wei Lin, and said to Wei Lin, "Extend your arms!"

Although he didn't know what Sheng Qing was going to do, Wei Lin stretched out his arm very cooperatively.

Sheng Qing dipped a little of the special ink with a pen that was slightly thinner than the usual brush, then took the ink-soaked pen to meditate for a while, and then began to draw on Wei Lin's outstretched arm. .

Wei Lin let Sheng Qing draw on his arm, and stretched his neck over from time to time to see what Sheng Qing was drawing.

But at this time, Wei Lin would be ruthlessly pushed away by Sheng Qing, and in the end Wei Lin had to obediently wait for Sheng Qing to finish the painting.

After rubbing and modifying with water, after nearly an hour, Sheng Qing finally finished the painting.

Sheng Qing looked at his 'masterpiece' and looked at Wei Lin proudly, "How is it? I draw well, right?"

Wei Lin retracted his arm. At this time, the ink was dry, and Wei Lin began to appreciate Sheng Qing's painting that took an hour to complete.

On his arm, there was a painting of an unknown creature that was not like a chicken or a duck. Seeing this, Wei Lin couldn't help coughing, Qingqing didn't seem to have much talent for painting.

However, Wei Lin can meet Sheng Qing's shining eyes as soon as he raises his head at this moment, so Wei Lin nodded, "Yes! Not bad!"

Hearing Wei Lin's good words, Sheng Qing couldn't help but raised his chin and smiled, but what Wei Lin said next made his smile freeze immediately.

Wei Lin held back his smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Qingqing, this little fat duck is so beautifully drawn!"

Sheng Qing couldn't hear this, and immediately frowned, grabbed Wei Lin's arm and said dissatisfiedly: "I am obviously a lovebird, not a little fat duck!"

My own drawing level is a few catties and a few ounces, Sheng Qing is still very clear in his heart, it is basically at the same level as his handwriting in medical records, but the lovebirds he painted for half an hour were called ducks by Wei Lin It's unbearable!

Seeing Sheng Qing's angry appearance, Wei Lin couldn't help but smile, "Yes, yes, our Qingqing's painting is a lovebird, I misread it."

Upon hearing Wei Lin's words, Sheng Qing knew that he was just coaxing him, but even so, he liked to hear it.

"Then you draw one for me too." Sheng Qing stretched out his arm and handed the pen to Wei Lin. He wanted to see what the little tyrant could draw!

Seeing Sheng Qing's naive and angry appearance, Wei Lin felt a little helpless, but he still took the pen that Sheng Qing handed over, and he also wanted to put his mark on Qing Qing's body.

So Wei Lin picked up the pen that had been dipped in ink and slowly drew on Sheng Qing's arm.

Different from Sheng Qing's modification just now, Wei Lin's painting was basically completed in one go, without any pause in the middle, but Wei Lin finished the painting in a quarter of an hour.

Seeing Wei Lin so fast, Sheng Qing was very surprised. Is this the end?

You can't just draw a few strokes so quickly, right?

Sheng Qing retracted his arm, and was stunned to see the pattern on his arm. He saw a lifelike pattern of a lovebird on his arm, which was many times prettier than his 'little fat duck'.

Sheng Qing pouted while looking at the copywriting on his arm, and said, "The drawing is not bad, but it's far behind me!"

Regarding Sheng Qing's nonsense, Wei Lin's strong desire to survive did not refute, but repeatedly said yes, "Of course, Qingqing's paintings are better. I need to learn more from Qingqing."

Seeing Wei Lin's appearance of "my wife is right", Sheng Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing, "It turns out that His Majesty is better at talking nonsense than I am."

Sheng Qing put his pen and ink aside, sat on the edge of the bed and put his arms around Wei Lin's neck, looking at him.

"After tonight, I don't know when we will meet again."

Sheng Qing looked at Wei Lin with a melancholy tone.

Tomorrow is the day when Wei Lin and the Nanyue people will meet in the palace. Sheng Qing knows that Wei Lin will definitely attack Nanyue. Although he feels that Nanyue is nothing in front of Wei Lin, he still feels flustered inexplicably. Something out of control will happen.

Don't worry about the little tyrant.

Seeing the tenderness in Sheng Qing's eyes, Wei Lin took him into his arms, "You don't have to worry, Qingqing, I have already arranged for the commander who will lead the troops south this time."

Hearing Wei Lin's words, Sheng Qing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wei Lin in doubt and said, "Aren't you going to march south in person?"

Sheng Qing always thought that with Wei Lin's personality, he would definitely lead troops south to wipe out those separatist forces and South Vietnam in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect Wei Lin to decide to let others lead the army.

Seeing the flash of surprise in Sheng Qing's eyes, Wei Lin smiled: "Is it at ease now? Satisfied?"

"En." Sheng Qing nodded in Wei Lin's arms.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Wei Lin hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

In fact, at the beginning, Wei Lin planned to conquer the army himself, but after thinking about it for a long time, he finally planned to send Qin Yang to lead the army south.

Although sending someone else to lead the army, the process of marching may be much slower than going there in person, but the wedding date between him and Qingqing can be brought forward.

According to Wei Lin's original plan, he would propose to Sheng Qing after he came back from the southern expedition, but he couldn't wait any longer, so he planned to propose to Sheng Qing after meeting the envoys of South Vietnam. It can be much earlier.

Qingqing's month is getting older, if he waits for him to come back after the Southern Expedition, he may have to wait until Qingqing's seven or eight months of pregnancy, he can't bear Qingqing to toss about the wedding with him with her pregnant belly.

What's more, Wei Lin knew that if he personally conscripted, Qingqing would not say anything, but he would definitely worry about him in his heart. How could he make Qingqing worry about him every day?

So after comprehensive consideration, Wei Lin finally decided to send Qin Yang to lead the army to march south.

Qin Yang is the commander of You Yunqi. He has rich experience in the army. He has also followed his father to establish the Northern King before. As long as the arrangements are made properly, Wei Lin believes that Qin Yang will be able to handle the Southern Expedition well.

And all of this is just an opportunity for tomorrow!

"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Sheng Qing asked in Wei Lin's arms.

Throughout the ages, one has to pay attention to the reputation of a division. The Great Wei sent troops to attack those local separatist forces to wipe out the rebellious officials and thieves, but what excuse did Wei Lin want to use to attack South Vietnam?

After all, in the eyes of the world, the Nanyue people came here to ask for support, so it’s fine if Wei Lin’s side doesn’t help, there is no reason to take the opportunity to send troops to attack, if there is no reasonable reason, Wei Lin’s attack on Nanyue is nothing but a trick.

For Sheng Qing, Wei Lin trusts 100% now, so he will not hide his plan from Sheng Qing.

"Before now, my eyeliner has sent me the news that the Nanyue people plan to do some small tricks when they meet with the people from Jingyangzhai tomorrow. These small tricks will not endanger the survival of our Great Wei, but if they do, I'm afraid It’s going to be a mess.”

"Do you have anyone over there?"

Sheng Qing looked at Wei Lin in surprise, the little tyrant's people were able to infiltrate into the south and even a foreign country across a mountain!

"Your Majesty really has a vision." Sheng Qing really admired Wei Lin for being so thoughtful. Wei Lin's people would have been lurking there for a long time if they knew such important news. It must have been planned a long time ago.

Seeing Sheng Qing's expression, Wei Lin just smiled and didn't say much. No matter how far-sighted a person is, it's not like a god can predict a prophet. If he was still in his previous life, how could he have noticed that Nan Yue had actually been secretly with Jing Yang long ago? Walled collusion.

Sometimes, Wei Lin is really grateful to God, not only let him do it again to make up for the mistakes of the previous life that made the soldiers of the Great Wei ruin their country, but also let him have such treasures as Qingqing.

In this life, he will definitely protect everything he cherishes.

"So you know they're going to take action, what do you want to do?"

I still don't know what Wei Lin's specific plan is, so Sheng Qing continued to ask.

"Just plan!" Wei Lin sneered.

"Just count?"

Sheng Qing seemed to understand a little bit of Wei Lin's meaning, but he didn't guess completely.

Wei Lin continued to explain to Sheng Qing: "Since they are dishonest, I can just take this opportunity to charge them with a crime of misconduct. In this way, it will be nothing more than 'reciprocity' when we send our troops south."

Seeing Wei Lin's dark eyes narrowed slightly, Sheng Qing was glad that he was not from Nanyue. The Nanyue people might just want to make trouble to add to Wei Lin's troubles. Wei Lin's "reciprocity" is to directly destroy the country.

As expected of a little tyrant!Hard enough!

"A Lin."

Suddenly hearing Sheng Qing calling his name, Wei Lin came back to his senses, and lightly stroked Sheng Qing's soft hair, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Qing hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Can I go to the palace with you tomorrow?"

Hearing Sheng Qing's words, Wei Lin frowned, and originally planned to refuse, but was afraid that Sheng Qing would be sad if he refused too directly, so he asked, "Why do you want to go with me?"

Although there won't be any danger in the meeting in the palace tomorrow, Wei Lin still doesn't want Sheng Qing to participate in these matters due to Sheng Qing's current situation.

"I'm still a little worried. I can only feel at ease when I see you every day. Does Your Majesty want me to worry?" Sheng Qing's words were aimed at Wei Lin's weakness, but in fact, Sheng Qing was indeed worried about Wei Lin.

Sheng Qing's premonition has been very accurate since she was pregnant. He always feels that something will happen tomorrow, so he doesn't see Wei Lin's safety with his own eyes. He really feels uneasy.

In order for Wei Lin to promise him, Sheng Qing even said: "I will bring the gun/gun and the newly made gunpowder with me tomorrow, and I will definitely protect my safety."

Sheng Qing stretched out three fingers to promise.

Seeing Sheng Qing like this, how could Wei Lin refuse.

Wei Lin has seen the power of the fire/gun that Sheng Qing said before. As for what gunpowder is, although Wei Lin doesn't know, it should not be weaker than the fire/gun.

Moreover, the palace will be heavily guarded tomorrow, so Qingqing should not encounter any danger.

So Wei Lin finally nodded in agreement.

When Sheng Qing heard Wei Lin's promise, before he had time to be happy, he heard Wei Lin say: "However, don't be too happy, tomorrow you can only stay by my side, and you can't leave for half a step."

"It's okay!" Sheng Qing had originally gone to see that Wei Lin was safe, and it was his intention to stay by Wei Lin's side all the time.

Seeing Sheng Qing's radiant look, Wei Lin shook his head helplessly. He let Sheng Qing rest on his arm, and then pulled the quilt up, covering most of Sheng Qing's body.

Holding him in his arms, Wei Lin said: "It's getting late, go to sleep, if Qingqing can't get up tomorrow, I will go to the palace alone!"

"Sleep right away!" Sheng Qing immediately closed his eyes as it was a matter of whether he could go to the palace tomorrow.

Glancing at Sheng Qing's eyes that were tightly closed but the eyelashes were still trembling, Wei Lin chuckled and slept soundly all night.