Lu Qing is pregnant, and the most nervous person is Yan Fuguang.
In the past few nights, they were lying together. Whenever Lu Qing thought he would do something, he would stop silently at the last moment, and then lie on the other side and slowly recover.
After a few days, Yan Fuguang could resist the temptation every time, and sometimes it actually aroused Lu Qing's anger.
"Your Highness..." She hooked her arms around his slender neck and breathed hot and moist breath into his ears, "Doctor Jiang said that after three months, you can relax..."
Yan Fuguang shook his head: "I can bear it, and it's not a big deal. This matter is not as important as you and the child."
He could bear it, but she felt uncomfortable.
Lu Qing was about to cry. She patted Yan Fuguang's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, give it a try."
He had always behaved himself when she was pregnant before, but this time she behaved badly. Yan Fuguang couldn't resist it, but he couldn't let her act recklessly.
Lu Qing's eyes were wet, and she was still clinging to him and asking softly. Yan Fuguang looked distressed, and put his ear against her ear and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Lu Qing snorted delicately. She was a little shy. She was rarely like this in the past, but now she felt a little unable to control her body.
"Your Highness..." She called softly again.
"Yes, I'm here." Yan Fuguang's eyes dimmed.
...(The six dots represent - ah ah ah ah ah, I am also speechless)
Lu Qing trembled slightly and gasped.
Yan Fuguang took the handkerchief beside the bed and wiped his hands, lowered his head and kissed her hot cheek, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Lu Qing was no longer feeling uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to see anyone anymore.
Her clothes were scattered in Yan Fuguang's arms, and she groaned and covered her face helplessly.
Yan Fuguang smiled lowly, took off her hand by the way, and asked her very seriously: "What's wrong? If you feel uncomfortable, I'll be gentler next time?"
Lu Qing closed her eyes and buried her rosy face into his chest.
Yan Fuguang coaxed softly: "You have to tell me that your feelings are very important to me, and I want you to feel comfortable."
Helpless, Lu Qing had no choice but to answer him: "...it's comfortable."
"As long as it's comfortable." Yan Fuguang stood up and washed her hands, then poured her a glass of warm water. After feeding it to her to drink, he wiped off the water drops on her lips with his fingertips.
Lu Qing stared at his hands, her eyes clearly saying something.
Yan Fuguang was amused and explained: "It's been washed."
The fire on Lu Qing's face started burning again.
She said naa: "...How about you wash it again?"
Yan helped Guang not to go away. He lifted up the quilt and lay beside Lu Qing. He put his arms around her waist and said, "It's clean even if you don't wash it. I don't mind it."
In his eyes, there was nothing about Lu Qing that he didn't like. He was willing to do these things to make her happy, and he also told her: "You don't have to be shy about this kind of thing. It's human nature, right? Not only can you ask me to do it for you, These things can be enjoyed openly.”
They are the two closest people, and Yan Fuguang can't wait to receive any feedback from Lu Qing.
Lu Qing tried to convince herself. It took a long time for her to come to her senses, and then she told him softly: "Next time, please be more gentle, Your Highness."
His fingers were rougher than before, and she felt a little pain.
Yan Fuguang felt like he was eating honey. He liked Lu Qing being honest with him and enjoyed her unique intimacy with him.
"Well, I remember, it's all up to you."
"Your Highness is so kind!" Lu Qing raised her head and pecked him on the lips, and said as openly as possible, "When Your Highness needs help, please tell me."
Making the other person happy is definitely not something they should be ashamed of. Lu Qing figured this out.
Yan Fuguang kissed her back, then adjusted her position in his arms and coaxed her, "I will do it. If you are tired, just go to sleep."
Lu Qing fell asleep with satisfaction, and Yan Fuguang sniffed the familiar fragrance in her hair and slowly fell into sleep.
**
It has been several days since Yan Fuguang returned to Beijing. Emperor Xihe did not say anything, so he stayed in the palace and did not go to court.
There are several vases that have never been seen before in the study room, filled with colorful flowers, which is contrary to Yan Fuguang's usual aesthetic.
Liang Fei only took one look and was able to confirm that these flowers were brought from Jinjiyuan. To be more precise, the flowers were placed by Concubine Wei. Otherwise, their master would never be like this - looking at the bouquet of flowers with affection. .
"Master, the person sent to monitor the eldest prince has received a letter."
Liang Fei put the envelope on the table, and Yan Fuguang opened it and read the letter. He stood upright, but he kept scanning around the study room with his peripheral vision.
This study is no longer what he was familiar with before. The painting hanging in the corner should have been painted by the eldest son; the small wooden horse placed in the Duobao Pavilion should have belonged to the third son; the crooked word "福" next to it was very abstract, and he would have recognized it if he hadn't seen it many times. If it doesn't come out, his master even framed it specially. This should be written by the second young master...
If Liang Fei hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed anyone who told him that his master would be a good husband and father.
Yan Fuguang put the letter on the table and said coldly: "He lives in Yupanshan Mansion?"
Liang Fei immediately came back to his senses: "Yes, not only did he live in Yu Mansion, but his subordinates also heard that..." He was afraid that Yan Fuguang's ears would be dirty when he said the following words, so he pretended that he couldn't go on and let Yan Fuguang say what he wanted to hear.
Yan Fuguang knocked on the armrest of the chair: "Continue."
Liang Fei's eyes flashed with a trace of amusement and gossip: "I also heard that Mr. Yu's youngest daughter became the eldest prince's 'confidante'. Miss Yu's husband died last year and she returned to her parents' home to live there."
The brother who came back with the news also lamented to him: This eldest prince is really not taboo about meat and vegetables. He eats both men and women, and widows are not spared.
After Liang Fei finished speaking, he continued to tell the story enthusiastically: "The eldest prince and Miss Yu have been in love for a long time, but guess what happened?"
Yan Fuguang glanced at him coldly, and Liang Fei continued calmly: "You guessed it right, Miss Yu is already two months pregnant. The brothers below accidentally asked about it in a small medical clinic."
This means that Yan Xianzhi has fallen in love and will soon become the biological father carefully chosen by Miss Yu for the child in her belly.
It was really interesting, Yan Fuguang laughed.
"Besides the people in the medical clinic, does anyone else know?"
"No, my subordinate immediately gave the doctor a sum of money. He is planning to leave Songjiang Mansion and come to the capital to open a medical clinic."
Still smart, Yan Fuguang raised his eyebrows: "Well done, go down and receive the reward, and don't worry about anything else. His biggest regret in life is that he didn't become a father enough. Let him be a good father."
After he came back, Brother Lan had already told him what he had said before he accompanied his mother to the palace to pay her respects and meet Yan Xian.
Yan Fuguang was still angry now. He stopped Liang Fei who was about to step out of the study: "Have someone put a sack on him and beat him quietly."
Liang Feili responded quickly: "Yes!"
