"Your Highness, the princess has packed her luggage and returned to her parents' home."
Xiaofeng came back from outside and had just taken off her coat halfway. After hearing Mu Ruoning's words, she put her clothes back on, took the key and hurried out.
He knew why she was doing it, but he really didn't care.
Father Zhong's meal had just been prepared. When he saw him coming in, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Xiaofeng, have you eaten?"
He smiled softly: "Dad, I have eaten. Where is Xixi?"
Father Zhong pointed to her bedroom, came over and asked quietly: "Did you two have a quarrel? She even moved her luggage back."
"No, I just encountered a small problem." Xiaofeng replied with relief.
"As long as there's no quarrel, I'll call her."
Father Zhong came to Zhong Yuxi's door, raised his hand and knocked: "Xixi, Xiaofeng is coming, come out quickly."
Her muffled voice was heard in the house: "I'm not here."
"You kid, if you have something to say to each other in person, there's no point in hiding. Besides, you can't stop eating when you're angry."
"I won't go out, you let him go."
Father Zhong glanced at Xiaofeng helplessly. He had spoiled this child since she was a child, and he had nothing to do with her.
Xiaofeng came over, still wearing a gentle smile, asked Father Zhong to sit down in the restaurant, and said comfortingly: "I'll go and coax her."
Father Zhong made a cheering gesture to encourage his son-in-law, "It's up to you to chop down the small tree, and take care of your wife. Give her some color when the time is right."
Xiaofeng laughed out loud, how could he let it go.
When he came to the closed door, he lifted up two fingers and knocked on the door, and said softly: "Xi Xi, open the door."
There was a muffled sound, like a pillow hitting the door, and her angry voice came from inside: "Go away, go away, you go and get another wife, no, two, three..."
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and continued to knock on the door and coax: "Xixi, please open the door, let's talk carefully, don't stay alone in the room, it will hurt your body."
"I won't drive, you leave."
When she is stubborn, she becomes unforgiving.
Xiaofeng kept talking for a long time, but she still refused to open the door. It seemed that this time the problem would be solved without making a fuss.
For a long time, Zhong Yuxi lay on the bed and looked at the door through the dim light with two red and swollen eyes. The sound of knocking on the door disappeared and was replaced by the voice of Father Zhong: "Xiaofeng, you won't wait any longer."
Is your son ready?"
"Dad, I still have something to do. I'll come back later tomorrow. Please take good care of Xixi." His voice was still gentle, showing an elegant and gentle temperament. He would only use this tone in front of his elders.
"Then I won't send you off. Please drive safely."
"Well, bye, Dad."
The sound of the door closing was heard, and Zhong Yuxi turned over on the bed with some disappointment, and punched the innocent bed head hard.
"Stinky Xiaofeng, bad Xiaofeng, stupid Xiaofeng, I will never pay attention to you again!"
Even though he said that clearly, he still couldn't help but miss him in his heart. There was a kind of longing that he couldn't stop.
There was a growling sound in her stomach. She decided to fill her stomach first, put on her slippers and got out of bed. She rubbed her eyes and unlocked the door.
There was a click, and before she could exert any force, the door was already opened by someone outside, and her scream was muffled by his big hands.
Her body suddenly lost weight and he had already carried her to the bed. As the door closed, she heard Father Zhong's cry of "eating everything out": "Come on, son-in-law."
She angrily scratched his arm and yelled, "Xiaofeng, you big liar."
He chuckled and pressed her down, his hot breath blowing on her delicate neck, with a hoarseness that had been suppressed for a long time: "Xixi, don't act like a child."
She turned her head, not looking at his burning gaze, and murmured: "I'm not a good wife, you don't have to be so nice to me."
His expression dimmed as he listened to her continue: "I have been married for more than a year and I don't have a child yet. You like children so much, but I can't give birth to one for you."
Her body has been weak since the last impact and miscarriage. Although she has been carefully nursed back to health, it is still very difficult to conceive a child. The doctor said that it is possible that she will not be able to conceive in her lifetime. At that time, he overturned the hospital table and said
He had such a bad temper that he finally alerted the dean and a group of senior doctors, who apologized to him repeatedly and promised that he would find a way to cure her. His anger dissipated a little, but a year later
, but there was no movement in her belly. Xuanyuan Shangyu got married later than them, and already had a fat boy who was almost one year old, so why shouldn't she be anxious?
"So, you want me to marry one, two, or three more?" The man's brows furrowed, expressing his dissatisfaction at this time.
"Let me tell you, Zhong Yuxi, I will rely on you for the rest of my life. Even if you are Sun Wukong, you can't find the palm of Ben Tathagata's hand."
Zhong Yuxi held her mouth shut for a few times and was about to cry. His heart suddenly ached. He kissed her thin eyelids tenderly and said coaxingly: "If you don't have a child, you won't have a child. Aren't you still afraid of having a child?"
Will I be bad to you in the end?"
"But you obviously like children so much." Her tears finally fell, shining like dewdrops in the morning on her small face: "Yesterday in the back garden of Yushu Palace, you saw the fourth brother's child,
Half of your face is filled with love and half with envy. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."
It turns out that she went back to her parents' house childishly because she felt a pain in her heart.
He laughed softly: "That's my nephew. Of course I will like it. I want a child, but those things are not as important as having you stay by my side for the rest of my life." He wiped her face with his fingertips.
Tears on his face, he kissed the wet spot: "What do I want to keep? I know very well about the child. If it comes, it will be good. If it doesn't come, then we will live a life of two people. You
Wouldn't it be better if one person occupies me alone?"
She was still sobbing and looked at him questioningly: "Is it true? It really doesn't matter if you don't have children?"
He nodded vigorously: "As long as I have you, I'll be fine."
She finally burst into laughter and said sheepishly: "I was too willful and got you into trouble again."
He raised his eyebrows scrutinizingly: "Actually, I am a person who knows rewards and punishments. Since you know that you are wrong, then come and make up for it."
She immediately understood what he meant and struggled to escape from under him, but he was unwilling to give in.
The poor pajamas were torn off by him forcefully and discarded on the floor. His kisses were continuous and dense, kissing her neck, collarbone, all the way down.
"Madman, no, dad is still in that room?" She tried to stop him in a somewhat confused state, but she only half-heartedly refused.
He raised his eyebrows maliciously, ignored her soft pleas, bit her earlobe and said, "It doesn't matter, let's keep it down."
"No..." Her protest melted into his hot kiss.
After the bliss, in the overwhelming tranquility of the room, his voice was low and joyful, contented and lovely. One hand lingered on her body contentedly, and he said softly: "Don't think too much, I only care about you."
She hummed in a daze and leaned into his arms happily.
Three months later, in the evening, he was so busy in the company that his secretary had called him three times to urge him to have dinner, but he was always overwhelmed by the backlog of work and had no time to spare.
The phone on the table rang again, and he pressed the answer button impatiently: "I'll go to dinner later."
The secretary paused and then said carefully: "Your Highness, the imperial concubine is here to see you."
The cold attitude just now was instantly replaced by warm joy, but the voice still sounded calm, "Well, let her come up."
After putting down the phone, he got up to pick her up, as if all his fatigue disappeared without a trace when he heard the news of her arrival.
She opened the door like a kitten and stuck out her little head. He suddenly appeared with a "wow" sound.
She was so frightened that she almost jumped up and pouted her mouth dissatisfiedly, "Bad guy."
He smiled and pulled her into his arms, and kissed her twice. Her hand behind her back suddenly came to him, with a shy smile on her face, "I made carp soup, do you want to try it?"
taste."
Taste it, of course you have to taste it.
He put her on his lap and said, "Thank you for your hard work, wife," while drinking her soup.
She raised her chin slightly in anticipation and asked, "Does it taste good?"
He showed an embarrassed expression and pursed his thin lips. To be honest, her cooking skills were no different from two years ago. After drinking this bowl of soup, he might drink water all night. However, looking at her face
Looking happy, he took another sip and praised: "It tastes good, it tastes great."
She immediately became happy, hugged his arm and smiled contentedly.
"Honey, would you like a sip?" He fed the soup to her mouth.
There are a few fresh chopped green onions floating on the milky white soup. Although the taste is not very good, the color looks pretty good.
But Zhong Yuxi suddenly felt nauseous, covered her mouth and jumped off his lap and ran to the bathroom.
The man behind him, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly felt ecstasy on his face. He put down the spoon in his hand and chased her. Seeing her holding her hand by the pool while retching, he couldn't help but hug her from behind and asked gently and excitedly: "My wife
, are we having a baby?”
She weakly leaned into his arms and said with half annoyance and half smile: "Fool, it's already been a month."
Looking back, his eyebrows were covered in the goose-yellow light of the bathroom. The joy in his eyes seemed like boiling water, about to overflow. He lowered his head and kissed her, and the words came out from their lips.
.
"Honey, I'm so happy."
She held his handsome face and responded with a smile: "Husband, is this the continuation of love?"
-----Meet the person you want to meet among millions of people. In the wilderness of countless years, there is no step early or one step late. You just happen to catch up----