In an instant, it was like the world was spinning. He picked me up and held me tightly in his arms. I felt dizzy for a while, holding his sleeves tightly with both hands. As the bed curtain floated over my face, I stared at the face so close and couldn't help but moan: "Your Majesty, no."
He untied my clothes anxiously, "No, I can't bear it anymore."
I said: "Your Majesty, I am your aunt. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."
He opened my belt and continued to ignore it, "Auntie doesn't care anymore."
I glanced at his wrists tied behind his back to the bedposts on both sides, and then glanced sideways at the furry head in front of me. Continuing to resist, "Your Majesty, I am pregnant."
He raised his head and smiled, "I just like pregnant women."