It's hard to love a concubine

Chapter 315

Qian Xiyao's feeding was actually not good, several times the spoon touched the emperor's teeth, hearing the crisp sound, even Wanfu felt the pain, but the emperor didn't say a word, at most he frowned, anyway Without any risk, he ate the meal under Qian Xiyao's service.

Wanfu deeply felt that his majesty was completely hopeless.

After supper, their stomachs were a little full, so the two of them went to the yard for a walk. The red lanterns under the eaves exuded a warm orange light, reflecting the shadows of two holding hands, the big palm holding the small one.

The stars were shining brightly in the sky, but the two of them didn't say a word. They were intimately together, and there was an indescribably sweet smell in the air.

The two walked back all the way, got into bed, and waited for Xiang'er to lower the curtain of the canopy bed, only two people were left in the small space.

Qian Xiyao saw the emperor lying upright, put her hands on her belly and closed her eyes. She always wanted to talk to the emperor, but she felt that there were many things that need not be explained clearly, as the two of them already understood.

She grabbed the emperor's arm, put it on the pillow cheekily, and pressed her face against the emperor's chest, and then she let out a sigh of satisfaction and said, "Good night, Your Majesty."

The emperor looked at Concubine Zhen who was nestled under his arms, who was as cute as a little chubby rabbit, and then said softly after a while, "Go to sleep." There was an unmistakable indulgence and tenderness in his tone.

I slept very sweetly that night, and woke up until dawn.

Afterwards, the two regained their previous intimacy, and the emperor found that he suddenly had a follower, no matter where he went, he would follow every step of the way, just like a child who lost his sense of security, every time the emperor wanted to reprimand him, he would find her Looking at himself with pitiful eyes, the emperor softened again.

The two of them are the same as Mili Tiaoyou. Qian Xiyao made four pieces of regular clothes and five or six pairs of shoes and socks for the emperor in one go. Every time the emperor came back, he would wear the clothes she made, and Qian Xiyao would be very happy.

The two of them had dinner together in the evening, and the emperor would go to the imperial study to continue working. He was actually very satisfied with the job of the emperor, a typical workaholic.

Qian Xiyao used to stay in Lingxi Palace and wait for the emperor to come back, but now it is different, she will carry the little prince to the imperial study room, there is a small yard to the east of the imperial study room, the emperor let someone open a small corner door, Qian Xiyao Xi Yao will stay there. The little prince is still in the state of eating, drinking, and sleeping. When my eyes hurt, I will read miscellaneous notes to pass the time.

After the emperor finished his work, the two of them would return to Lingxi Palace with the child in their arms. Sometimes the emperor would ask someone to bring the book back to read if he didn't want to go to the imperial study.

One is sitting in the study reading booklets, and the other is sitting on the couch next to her and coaxing the children to play. Every time the emperor looks back and just meets Qian Xiyao's gaze, she will smile happily, with curved eyebrows and eyes. As beautiful as the stars in the sky, the emperor looked gentle, and continued to critique papers when he turned around, but his face was as warm as melting ice and snow.

The days went on in an orderly manner, and the emperor gradually recovered his usual demeanor. Everyone said... finally the rain was over and the sky was sunny.

Sometimes, no amount of words can compare to actions. The emperor came back from Concubine Shu in the dark to find himself, and Qian Xiyao's sad tears are the most powerful proof. Whether it is Qian Xiyao or the emperor, it is just more Beginning to cherish the time together, there was endless laughter in the Lingxi Palace, and the atmosphere became relaxed again.

(End of this chapter)