Chapter 249 The Knot in My Heart No Longer Exists

"If there are no children, then we can choose to adopt a child from the royal family." Wen Jin had no worries about this at all. "Of course, your majesty's health cannot be ignored. When Lu Ming left, I asked him to send a message to Langya, asking Langya to come as soon as possible and serve as your majesty's personal imperial physician in the future."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows: "You are thoughtful."

"It is about your majesty's health, and I have to be thoughtful." Wen Jin leaned over gently and put his arm around her slender waist. "I must ensure that your majesty is always healthy and worry-free."

He longed to live a hundred years with your majesty and make up for the time they missed in their previous life, so they had to live a long life in this life.

Yan Qing lowered her eyes and fell on his face. Suddenly, she smiled with relief and raised her hand to stroke his head.

It didn't seem to be that important whether there were children or not. She and Wen Jin had experienced past and present lives, and many things had been seen through. Others were obsessed with having children in order to pass on the family line, but she had no idea about passing on the family line.

Besides, she is not of royal blood, Wen Jin hates royal blood, whose lineage will they inherit?

If it is just because they want children... Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, she did not have much obsession with children.

So let it go.

If there is a child, it proves that the child is destined to them, and if there is no child, it is not forced.

As for adoption, Yan Qing does not have this idea, she has a better plan for the throne.

"It's late, go to bed?"

Wen Jin hugged her waist without moving, his head lightly resting on her abdomen: "Let me hold you for a while."

Yan Qing's mouth twitched, and she stretched out her hand to push his head away: "I have started to think about it recently, whether I should build a nest for you by the bed?"

Build a nest?

Why does this sentence sound so familiar?

Wen Jin suddenly sat up, "Your Majesty?"

"Hmm?"

"Why do you want to build a nest?"

"You are too clingy." Yan Qing was melancholy, "I still miss the Wen Jin who was always respectful, reserved and a little inferior."

Wen Jin looked at her silently: "Isn't it all your Majesty's credit that I am like this today? Your Majesty requires me not to be inferior, not to be self-pitying, to say things in time, and to communicate in time. I always follow your Majesty's requirements. If your Majesty doesn't like it, then it's deliberately playing tricks, being unfaithful and heartless, wanting to replace the old with the new, so I deliberately make excuses?"

Sir Wen is indeed a powerful minister. Even after becoming the emperor's husband, he has not changed his meticulous thinking at all. He accuses her one sentence at a time.

If Yan Qing wanted to argue with him, he could only use the majesty and unreasonable spirit of Her Majesty the Queen, "What I said is the imperial decree, do you want to disobey it?"

Wen Jin softened his voice: "Anyway, no matter what Your Majesty says, I will never leave Your Majesty's bed."

He finally occupied half of the bed next to His Majesty through his own efforts, and he must swear to defend his territory to the death and never give up an inch easily.

"Are you going to sleep now?"

"Sleep." Wen Jin obediently went to bed and lay down, stretched out his hands and hugged Yan Qing tightly, "Your Majesty, don't scare me in the future."

Yan Qing closed his eyes, thinking of someone's habit of lying on the edge of the bed, and raised his mouth slightly: "Are all the knots gone?"

Wen Jin was slightly stunned: "Knots?"

Yan Qing said: "I thought you would never drink again in your life."

"The sense of happiness is too strong, which will soften people's hearts unconsciously, and the knots will naturally disappear." Wen Jin said softly, "As long as there is Your Majesty, all the knots will no longer exist."

Yan Qing hummed: "Take some time another day, let's not go home until we are drunk?"

"Okay." Wen Jin smiled and agreed, his voice sounded particularly gentle and affectionate at night, "Not going home until we are drunk."