At first, Wang Wou-Ki didn't understand what it meant to grind the iron pestle into an embroidery needle, but when he saw her eyes look down at him, he immediately understood what he meant. "Do you want to try to polish the iron pestle, and the husband is willing to sacrifice the tiger body for the lady to play with."

"Phew! Say what you say, don't be ashamed. She smacked, her cheeks flushed.

In the first month of marriage, like a wolf and a tiger, men always can't be fed, and they want it again and again, as if they have endless energy to soak in the woman's body, and they can't stop, make persistent efforts, and be alive at any time.

They didn't think that the woman who was happy for the first time couldn't stand the need, so Yu Rusu was the princess for half a month, and she was asleep most of the time, and she hadn't seen the panorama of Runan Palace, at most she walked two steps in the front yard.

"It is natural for men and women to be compatible, if there is no hard work for the husband, where will the little fruit come from, we must have at least eight sons and four daughters, compare the father and the king, it is not a good thing to have more women, it is good to give birth." Wang Wuji stared at her belly, as if a baby would pop out tomorrow.

Eight sons and four daughters...... He was quicker to find the sow alive, and Yu Rusu rolled her eyes at his whims. "Are you very concerned that your father and mother are not here?"

Originally, Deyin County mainly came to attend his brother's wedding, but on the way he was attacked by bandits, and only one car was left for a few carts of gifts, although she was fine, but the guards around her were killed and injured, so she had no choice but to return to the fiefdom of King Runan first.

Wang Wuya, who regarded him as his father, wanted to invite him back to Beijing to talk about his family, but the mouth of the civil and military officials was good for swords, but he was afraid that it would be stormy again, in order to protect the king of Runan from being burdened by rumors, Wang Wuya could not easily let him enter Beijing.

As for Princess Runan, she can move around at will, she can go wherever she wants, and she can live in the palaces in both the fiefdom and the capital, but her son's marriage is a big deal, but she didn't say anything, she didn't even ask, she was indifferent and indifferent.

The picturesque jade face is uncomfortable. "Who is rare of them, if they don't come, they won't come, I have you, and no one is as important as you."

When Yuru heard this, her heart was a little sour. "Hmmm! I'll accompany you in the future, and I'll go to the ends of the earth, but—"

"But what?" Ends...... Beautiful vision.

"But there are too many eight sons and four daughters, you want me to be born to seventy or eighty!" She looked dissatisfied and refused to be the wife of a hundred sons and grandchildren.

"How can it be more, you are less than thirty when you give birth to one a year, the boss is going to talk about kissing, the little one is still breastfeeding, how interesting!" The small radish heads lined up, the big ones protect the small ones, the small ones follow the big ones, and you don't have to bother with one with one by one.

She laughed angrily when she heard this. "How can everything be as you want, if I can't give birth in three or five years? Which eight sons and four daughters do you go to? ”

Think beautifully.

"Guo'er, you have to believe that you are a husband, I have good luck in my life, my wishes come true, you are waiting to be a mother." He is very confident in making a child, and he wants to sow seeds every day, and if he sows more, a seed will sprout.

Wang Wuji wanted to "cultivate" more on the princess, so as not to worry about no good harvest.

"If I can't give birth to eight sons and four daughters, do you want to find another woman to give birth to?" Her eyes were gloomy and compassionate, revealing a fierce light.

Seeing her tasteful appearance, Wang Wouji smiled and twisted her nose. "I don't want any but you, I like big feet."

A foot twice as big as a three-inch golden lotus stepped on the surface of his foot. "Sister is how big her feet are, I'm proud, I don't bind my feet."

"It's good not to bind your feet, so that you can accompany me for a long time." Compared with his feet, her big feet are not big at all, delicate, round, and cute with jade snow on her toes, like a little white steamed bun, which makes people want to put it in their mouths and taste it again and again, and never get tired of it.

There was a hint of deep meaning in his words, and they were going to go a long way.

"What if I can't give birth?" Women who have no children since ancient times have had a miserable life in their later years, either their family property is taken away, or they have to live by people's faces.

He smiled and hugged her shoulders. "If you really don't have children, you will go into the palace to grab a few, and the emperor's harem beauties will have hundreds if not three thousand, so ask him to have more."

"Robbing the prince?" She was amazed.

"How many births! What does it matter if we give two or three, as long as we don't grab the throne and have a prince to be, not every prince can be crowned king. "Some died, some couldn't wait to grow up, some were confined to captivity, and some were in different places.

Speaking of the disputes between the princes, Wang Wuji, who was fortunate enough to come back in person, had a cold face, Wang Wuya had also suffered several poisons and assassinations before he took office, and even the beauties around him wanted his life and cut his throat with a dagger, but fortunately he and his father arrived in time to rescue him.

To this day, Wang Wuya, who has been in power for many years, still does not trust the women in the palace, he never spends the night in the palace of concubines, and returns to the Qianlong Palace after resting for a while, and is used to sleeping alone, even the queen can't keep him, and he can't sleep with someone on his side.

The emperor's favor is a superficial favor, when he wants to eradicate a certain family or a certain force, he will especially favor a certain concubine, and pamper her every night to make her pregnant, first lower her guard and then slowly figure it out, and then break it in one fell swoop.

Therefore, although Wang Wuya is less than twenty-five years old, there are already several princes and princesses, and there are three or four pregnant concubines in the palace.

Wang Wuji's adoption of the prince is not a joke, Wang Wuya is happy to see it, one less prince to fight for power, one more son will live, and he will bother less to suppress it, so as to avoid the possible tragedy of stabbing his own son, father not father, son not son.

"Zijing, is there something wrong with the court?" Yuru asked coldly.

Zijing is Wang Wuji's word, he rarely uses it, so few people know it, and the world only recognizes the prince of the pants.

The tiger's body shook, and his back stiffened slightly. "It's okay, where do I have something, this son will stand at will, and natural and man-made disasters will be avoided."

"Just because you're in trouble, the imperial court is going to raise troops?" If he doesn't come out, the court won't move at all, and he will be calm.

He paused, his eyes flickering. "How can you raise troops, and there will be no war at the border."

"Annan."

As soon as Yuru Susu said the word Annan, Wang Wuji, who frowned, smiled bitterly. "Don't think about it so much, I married you to live a good life with you, I have never longed for anything, anyone like you. I know you're mine, and I'll be crazy if I don't take you for myself. ”

The distorted personality produced by years of repression, when he can't really be himself, when he sees another reckless person, he will want to become him and snatch everything from the other party.

And Wang Wuji's method was to marry that man.

It wasn't until he had it that he knew it was love, a kind of love, and he wanted to embed the love in his bones, integrate it with himself, and take it with him wherever he went.

She threw her arms around his waist movingly. "I married you because I was greedy for your man, you have to continue to be beautiful like a flower, don't break your arms and legs, become ugly, I dislike it."

Seeing her tears in her eyes as she spoke, he finally smiled bitterly and confided. "Yes, it's going to be a war."