Chapter 1271: Reliving the Pyongyang Princess's Tenderness

"Your Majesty, is this really true?"

"Your Majesty, I have longed to give birth to a prince for you. I have waited day and night, but I am always afraid that I am not fortunate enough to have that blessing."

Gao Shuyan's eyes instantly lit up as if they were sparkling with starlight. She suddenly looked up at Lin Lang, her voice filled with barely suppressed joy.

Lin Lang chuckled softly, his hand slowly tightening along Gao Shuyan's slender waist. His tone was playful yet unwavering: "Of course it's true."

"I've done some calculations, and today is my beloved consort's most fertile period. With the right timing, location, and circumstances, isn't this the perfect opportunity?"

"Really?" Gao Shuyan suddenly grabbed Lin Lang's sleeve, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, filled with unbelievable surprise, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Seeing Gao Shuyan's joyful expression, Lin Lang's heart melted, and he leaned down to kiss her cheek.

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"

Gao Shuyan snuggled into Lin Lang's arms coquettishly, tilting her flushed face up with expectant tenderness in her eyes: "Then this concubine... will wait for Your Majesty to bestow a prince upon this concubine today."

Lin Lang gently stroked Gao Shuyan's flushed cheek with his fingertips and teased, "But my beloved concubine, what if you have another daughter this time?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Shuyan's smile froze instantly, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

She pouted, her nose was slightly red, and her eyes instantly filled with tears. Her voice was trembling with sobs as she tugged at his clothes with a pitiful expression.

"Your Majesty, did you foresee that my child would be a girl?"

Seeing tears welling up in her eyes, Lin Lang's heart tightened. He quickly reached out and pulled Gao Shuyan into his arms, gently patting her back and coaxing her, "My beloved, don't cry! I was just joking around, teasing you. Did you really take it seriously?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Shuyan felt even more aggrieved. She raised her small fist and gently punched Lin Lang's chest, humming in a coquettish tone, "Your Majesty, you're so naughty! You're teasing me with something like this!"

"Tell me quickly, is my second child a boy or a girl?"

Lin Lang's heart softened after Gao Shuyan's punch. He took her small hand and pressed it against his heart, then lowered his head to place a light kiss on her reddened eyes, coaxing her gently.

"If it's a boy, my beloved concubine will have her wish fulfilled and give birth to a healthy, chubby baby boy."

"Really?!" Gao Shuyan suddenly raised her head, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, but her eyes shone brightly.

She threw herself into Lin Lang's arms, jumping up and down happily, rubbing her cheek against his clothes, and repeatedly saying, "That's great, that's great!"

"Your Majesty, I can finally give you a son!"

Lin Lang gently put his arm around Gao Shuyan's waist, letting her jump around in his arms, and chuckled as he flicked the tip of her nose: "Are you happy now?"

"Mmm, happy." Gao Shuyan sniffed, her laughter clear and charming, and she nestled in Lin Lang's arms.

Lin Lang raised his hand and used his fingertips to wipe away Gao Shuyan's tears, his voice filled with laughter and a touch of doting: "Look at you, you cry like a kitten, but when you laugh you're like a little fox who's stolen some candy."

Gao Shuyan smiled through her tears, her breath sweet as orchids: "That's His Majesty's little fox, just waiting for His Majesty to bestow a prince upon her."

Lin Lang held the beauty in his arms even tighter, his warm lips landing on her reddened eyes, kissing away the lingering tears.

"I will grant my beloved consort's wish and let you hold the prince in your arms as soon as possible."

Gao Shuyan's eyes still held a glimmer of moisture as she looked up into Lin Lang's affectionate eyes, which were filled with tenderness.

She tiptoed, her slender fingers hooking around the fabric behind Lin Lang's neck, and gently pulled him closer. She tilted her head up and pressed her soft lips against the corner of Lin Lang's lips.

The sweet kiss carried a hint of light wine, refreshing yet alluring.

Lin Lang lowered his head and returned the kiss to Gao Shuyan's soft and delicate body, no longer just a fleeting kiss as before.

His kiss was both irresistibly tender and domineering, shamelessly stealing the sweetness from Gao Shuyan's lips.

Gao Shuyan let out a soft sob, her whole body going limp in Lin Lang's arms. The hand that was originally around his neck tightened involuntarily, and even her breathing became erratic.

"Your Majesty..." Gao Shuyan was dizzy from the kiss and called out softly, her voice trembling with a hint of coquettishness at the end.

Lin Lang pressed his forehead against Gao Shuyan's, his warm breath brushing against her cheek, and asked with a deep laugh, "What's wrong, my beloved?"

Gao Shuyan's cheeks burned. She buried her face in his neck and sniffed, catching the lingering scent of Jin Yao's perfume. Then, she pouted and said coquettishly, "Did you just come from Consort Zhao's place?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Lin Lang kissed Gao Shuyan's fair and slender neck.

"Consort Zhao has always looked down on me because I gave birth to a daughter, while she gave birth to two sons. I don't like her."

Gao Shuyan pouted and raised her hand, gently punching Lin Lang's chest with a touch of coquettish force, but it sounded more like she was being affectionate.

Lin Lang stopped kissing her, his eyes filled with deep affection, and gently coaxed, "Don't be jealous, my beloved."

"After today, you will be pregnant with a boy. Once you give birth to your son, Consort Zhao will lose her sense of superiority!"

"Hmph, Your Majesty is right, but I have been putting up with Consort Zhao for a long time. Silla and Goguryeo have a deep-rooted grudge against each other."

“My beloved consort, the conflicts and disputes between Silla and Goguryeo in the past must not be carried over into our Lin family. You and Jin Yao are both my imperial consorts, and the children you give birth to, whether boys or girls, are the apple of my eye.”

"My beloved consort, you are more knowledgeable and reasonable than Consort Zhao. We are not like her. I will favor you and spend more time with you to make up for it, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Shuyan smiled again. "Your Majesty, you must keep your word."

"Of course, how could I bear to lie to my precious darling?"

"Hehe... This time, I must be fertile and give birth to a prince, so that I can stand taller than Consort Zhao." Gao Shuyan's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"My dear wife, let's stop talking on paper. If you want to conceive a boy, you need to take real action."

"Your Majesty...then I'll have to trouble you to put in some extra effort on my bed this afternoon!" Gao Shuyan said with a hint of shyness, but her voice couldn't hide her excitement.

"I love this kind of physically demanding work that makes me sweat buckets." Lin Lang grinned mischievously and leaned down to kiss him again.

This kiss was no longer tentative, but rather filled with an overwhelming tenderness. As they lingered and caressed each other, even the air seemed to be tinged with sweetness.

Gao Shuyan couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and passionately kiss Lin Lang back, as if she were giving her whole life to Lin Lang without reservation.

As their lips met, Lin Lang could clearly feel the deep affection and dependence of the beauty in his arms. He softened his grip, making the kiss even more tender and sweet.

Only when Gao Shuyan's breathing became erratic and she gently pushed against Lin Lang's chest did he step back slightly, stretch out his arm, and pick her up horizontally.

Gao Shuyan bit her red lips shyly, subconsciously wrapped her arms around Lin Lang's neck, and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty's movements in carrying women to the soft couch are truly skillful."

Lin Lang looked down at the delicate woman in his arms, his steps hurried, his tone amused: "My beloved concubine, are you teasing me?"

"Your Majesty, it's only because your constitution is different from ordinary people that you're able to maintain your health. If it were an ordinary man with so many wives and concubines, his body would have been completely drained long ago."

"My beloved concubine, you've hit the nail on the head. The weight of my pure yang golden kidney is something countless men in the world dream of." Lin Lang placed Gao Shuyan on a soft couch covered with brocade cushions.

Gao Shuyan lay down gracefully, her black hair cascading down, making her flushed face even more charming and alluring.

She looked up at Lin Lang, her eyes glistening with tears, a hint of shyness in them, yet she boldly refused to look away.

"Your Majesty, I must say it three times: I want to have a son! I want to have a son! I want to have a son!"

"Very well! After today, I will make sure my beloved concubine conceives a son."

"Look how anxious you are, my beloved concubine. Not being able to conceive a son is almost a worry for you." Lin Lang chuckled and lowered his head to kiss the beautiful Gao Shuyan again.

This kiss was slower, so gentle it felt like it could melt you.

His kisses gently traced the shape of Gao Shuyan's lips, his palms caressing her flushed cheeks, his movements filled with tender affection.

Gao Shuyan couldn't hide the smile on her lips. As she passionately returned Lin Lang's kiss, she reached out and hooked the knot of the curtain hanging by the bedside, then gently pulled it.

"Susu-"

The brocade curtains with flowing cloud patterns fell down with a sound, as if enclosing the beauty of an entire spring day.

The sunlight outside the window was blocked by the curtains, leaving only a hazy warmth inside the tent, which made the two figures embracing each other even more tender.

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the tent, mingling with the increasingly intense feelings between the two, permeating the entire room.