Looking at Ximen Yourong's most beautiful smile ever shown to him, Dongling Yuanyong knew that she understood his declaration. He leaned forward and pressed her forehead to invite:
"Rong'er, how about a gamble with me?"
"What are you betting on?" The tail of her raised lips was very soft!
"Bet on whether I can completely conquer your heart!"
Ximen Yourong's slightly raised lips almost touched his lips from top to bottom, and her eyes met his. Perhaps it was because his deep eyes were full of temptation that she forgot all the entanglements in her heart.
, also made her blurt out:
"Okay, I bet...!"
Before she finished speaking, all her passion was captured by his suppressed lips...!
The heart-to-heart intimacy should never end, but their kiss could not last long because Ximen Yourong's stomach sent a hungry reminder, and she was actually hungry for a long time!
Dongling Yuanyong didn't want to let her go, but he couldn't bear to let her go hungry. In the end, he could only regretfully stop asking for her.
However, he complained to her unwillingly:
"Why can't you make me happy every time?"
He was really unhappy. She didn't like to please him or dress up for him... Even every time he wanted to hug her, she would either escape at the last moment or stop for various reasons. In short, there was never a time when he could get it done.
Own her!
As if he was afraid that he would not be annoyed enough, Ximen responded to him with a tolerant smile:
"Who told Your Majesty to choose when I'm sleepy or hungry every time..." She secretly felt ashamed and didn't finish her sentence!
"It's just the right time for you to be hungry..." Dongling Yuanyong looked at the window that was still shining with white light, then squinted his eyes and said, "Are you still hungry so early?"
Ximen Yourong saw that he was doubting her, so she defended herself subconsciously:
"I had no appetite during lunch and ate less. I worked in the apse in the afternoon and exhausted my energy. It is understandable that I am hungry quickly now!"
Hearing her talk about work, Dongling Yuanyong remembered that he hadn't settled the accounts with her yet, and he said sourly:
"You have the nerve to do your work, and I came to you in a hurry, but I'm not as good as a broken grass in your hand for you to see."
Ximen Yourong was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses, covered her mouth and chuckled:
"Your Majesty misunderstood. When Your Majesty first arrived, there happened to be only a few wormwood plants left. I thought that my body and hands would be dirty anyway, so I might as well get them all ready before I can properly welcome Your Majesty."
"That doesn't mean the same thing. After all, I'm just not as important as that broken grass!"
"Those are not broken grasses, they are root seedlings that I asked Eunuch Qian to dig up from outside the palace with great difficulty. I couldn't bear to waste any of them, so I hurriedly planted them."
"Why bother to plant it? If you need any instructions, someone will naturally bring it to you."
"Mugwort is a very precious and practical thing to me. I can't live without it."
"Why?"
"Mugwort is warm in nature and can be used to warm the body when eaten. It can also repel mosquitoes when burned. That's why I want to plant some in the back hall so that fresh wormwood can be used at any time."
"Is it because of your cold poison?" His heart ached for her.
"Well! Over the years, mugwort has helped me resist a lot of discomfort caused by cold poison."
Ximen Yourong smiled so brightly that her body must be kept warm both inside and outside, otherwise her body would be very cold!
"It seems you are right when you say that you work hard all the time, that's why your hands are so rough."
He grabbed her hand and rubbed it. He still remembered the day they first met, when he touched her hand. At that time, her hand was also rough. She said that was because she often did laundry and cleaning.
Now that she is a queen, her hands are still very rough, which shows that she has never stopped working.
However, he had a vague feeling that her "work" had nothing to do with laundry and cleaning, either in the past or now, but she seemed unwilling to be honest with him!
Ximen Yourong also looked at her hands, she smiled and joked:
"Your Majesty, are you disgusted?"
Dongling Yuanyong laughed:
"I'm afraid your hands will be the roughest ones I've ever touched." But it's also the hand that he doesn't want to let go of once he holds it, just like now!
She didn't know what was going on, but she could clearly tell that he didn't dislike her, but his words seemed like he had touched many women's hands, and hers was the only one he disliked the most, which made her feel sour in her heart.
However, she did not let her discomfort show. She forced a smile and gently pulled her hand away from his, then changed the subject and said:
"Your Majesty, can you let me fill my stomach first?"
Although she looked fine, Dongling Yuanyong still noticed something strange about her. She folded her hands and hid them in her sleeves, as if she didn't want him to touch her anymore.
Dongling Yuanyong was secretly happy because of her loss, but he didn't say anything. He just shouted outside and asked someone to pass the food in, and then he poured a glass of warm water for her.
Ximen Yourong looked at his natural movements. She thought about it carefully. Except for the time when he pretended to ignore her, when they were alone together, he seemed to occasionally do some small things for her. He just
He "serves" her as if he forgets that he is a king.
Those seemingly casual actions proved that he had gradually fallen in love with her, but she didn't pay attention to it, and he probably didn't realize it himself. It wasn't until they became more and more intimate that they slowly faced each other's emotional changes.
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Not to mention how he changed, she knew very well how her own state of mind changed.
She was respectful and cautious to him from the beginning. Gradually, in front of him, she always showed her true nature unknowingly. She would laugh, get angry, and cry...such things should not be revealed to him.
She can't even hide her emotions!
Maybe, her heart had been conquered by him a long time ago, and she had been willing to be with him, but she didn't dare to admit it and could only linger!
Dongling Yuanyong looked at her face that suddenly lost its smile and fell into deep thought. He was searching and about to say something, but Qiaoer came in with two maids carrying meals.
After Qiaoer placed the meals, she looked at Ximen Yourong and asked for instructions:
"Madam, the young master Ruozun seems to be making a fuss and refuses to eat. Xiang Qing is worried that the young master is hungry..."
"Let Xiang Qing bring Ruozun over!"
Ximen Yourong gave instructions in a gentle voice, Ruo Zun liked to cling to her, and especially liked to let her feed him.
Not long after, Qiao'er and Xiang Qing came in together, and of course Ruo Zun, who was making a fuss and refusing to settle down.
However, when he reached Ximen Yourong's arms, he not only stopped crying immediately, but his little body, half standing and half lying on Ximen Yourong's chest, was giggling happily.
Ximen Yourong felt his dependence and listened to his innocent laughter. She kissed him tenderly on his small fleshy face, then let him sit down next to her, and then she took the handout from Xiang Qing.
The meat porridge that came over started to be fed to Ruozun one by one.
Ruo Zun was already hungry, so he obediently opened his little mouth and ate, but his big unblinking eyes sometimes looked at Ximen Yourong's face, and sometimes looked at the food she fed.
Wooden Spoon, just like this, he seems to be extremely satisfied, so his little face is so happy that it is very cute.
Because Ruozun was very cooperative, he finished a large bowl of meat porridge quickly. Ximen Yourong carefully helped Ruozun smooth his back for a while before letting Xiang Qing carry him aside to play.
At the same time, she asked Xiang Qing:
"Where's Prince Hao? Didn't he say he wanted to stay for dinner?"
Dongling Yuanhao would always stay for a meal every time he came over. He didn't know how delicious the simple meals she had here were, so he had to take a bite whenever he came.
"Your Majesty thought Prince Hao was in the way, so he drove him away a long time ago."
Xiang Qing carelessly said whatever was on her mind, completely unaware that after hearing what she said, the man with a darkened face suddenly raised the corners of his handsome eyes in annoyance, and his eyes even widened.
He glanced at Xiang Qing and then at Ximen Yourong.
Unfortunately, the master and servant seemed not to have received his dissatisfied air at all.
Especially Ximen Yourong was even more hateful. She didn't even bother to look at him and said to Xiang Qing:
"Then you can have the bottle of ointment for reducing swelling and congestion given to me by Dr. Ai be sent to Prince Hao's palace. It will be useful for the wound on his forehead... Also, the sour honey sauce brewed a few days ago should be good.
After eating it, you can deliver it to the concubine personally, and remember to remind the concubine to eat small amounts and multiple times a day, so as to better prevent the recurrence of the concubine's thirst."
"Okay, miss, I'll see you off in a minute, but miss..." Xiang Qing hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask the lady if I could give some sour honey sauce to Dr. Ai. Dr. Ai said he wanted it too."
Dr. Ai used to come every day to see Ximen Yourong's wounds, and he was talkative and interesting. The most important thing was that Xiang Qing always thought that Dr. Ai saved Ximen Yourong that night when Ximen Yourong got poisoned. Therefore, Xiang Qing
I particularly like Doctor Ai.
It happened that Doctor Ai liked the pickles and honey wine made by Ximen Yourong, so Xiang Qing always wanted to give Doctor Ai a portion.
Ximen Yourong knew Xiang Qing's thoughts, so he followed Xiang Qing's wishes and said:
"Then you should set some aside for Dr. Ai to keep. If it's not enough, I'll come back in two days..."
Pa~
The sound of a teacup falling heavily startled everyone in the room, and everyone looked at Dongling Yuanyong, whose face was completely darkened.
For a moment, everyone immediately felt his obvious dissatisfaction, but no one dared to say anything.
Only Ximen Yourong was about to say something, but Dongling Yuanyong glanced at Xiang Qing in displeasure and said coldly:
"Xiang Qing, do you know your guilt?"
"Ah... uh, slave...?" Xiang Qing was confused. What did she do wrong? She didn't do anything wrong, right?
"Where is your lady here, or do you have other ladies to serve you?"
Dongling Yuanyong had endured this unattractive girl for a long time. He called her "Miss" and "Miss" all day long. Today, hearing him inexplicably got even more angry.
Xiang Qing looked at Ximen Yourong in a daze, then looked at Dongling Yuanyong in a daze and replied:
"I only have this one young lady to serve you!"
She screams every day, and there is only one young lady who screams every year. Where did she get the other ladies?