The Blind Queen Carried His Highness's Cub

[Gong of the Mensao Prince & Shou of the Cute Painter] [An earthy and sweet story about giving birth to a child] The painter Yan Qing went blind. He was a particularly unlucky person. He lost both his parents and his mother when he was young. He was either painting or was beaten. As soon as he started to draw some fame, his country was destroyed and he was arrested and forced to do hard labor for four years. Until King Zhou Yi of Yong'an returned to his homeland, he picked up the inkstone and painted a wall on the Queen Mother's birthday to celebrate her birthday. As a result, his overly exhausted body could not withstand the heavy snow in the capital, and he could not see again after a high fever. Yanqing was disheartened and simply left secretly. After bumping in the darkness for an hour, the carriage was suddenly stopped. Someone suddenly grabbed his wrist and carefully took him out of the car. "The painting has not been finished yet. I have to leave. Is this how the painter repays me?" Yanqing stared with absent-minded eyes: "I can't draw any more. I will slowly return the money for the soup and medicine to His Highness." His Royal Highness King Yong'an picked up the inkstone and packed it back home: "The decoction is too expensive, and only your painting can afford it. Treat the disease first, and then continue painting after it is cured." It's the Queen Mother's birthday in a blink of an eye. At the palace banquet, Zhou Yixing accidentally drank the medicinal wine that had been tampered with and hid in the studio where no one was supposed to be. In the heat, I unexpectedly saw a figure that often appeared in my dreams. "Inkstone clear, inkstone clear." The little painter squinted his eyes and put the last stroke on the mural. The walls were filled with solemn Dharma images, and in front of the golden Bodhisattva, Yanqing hugged Zhou Yixing, who was in a daze. The paintbrush soaked in cinnabar stained the red and white robe, and the smell of wine was thick, and he let the hands holding the bow and rein wrap around his waist. "Your Highness..." Soon, it was rumored that a distinguished guest in the Yong'an Palace was sick, unable to eat or sleep well at night, and it seemed that his time was running out. King Zhou Yixing of Yong'an spent a lot of money, and the famous doctor in the capital gasped when he felt Yan Qing's pulse. "Go back to Your Highness, Young Master, this is... A happy pulse." 1V1, SC, contains a childbirth plot, a brainless cookie for daily sex Purpose: Always maintain passion for life