[Quick Wear] Puhua Fairy is blessed with a long pregnancy

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed with large patches of golden glow. In the glow, white clouds are dressed in pretty rosy clouds, which are flowing with a hint of red, and are magnificent.

"Mom, please feel the baby's belly. Is it bulging?" Yue Xing'a put down his dishes, quickly washed his hands and ran to Sheng Huan. The coquettish little girl pulled her mother's hand, which was arranging flowers, and placed it on her own belly, laughing.

Sheng Huan was not angry when his hand was pulled. Instead, he touched his soft belly and said, "It's bulging. Is the baby full?"

"I'm full! Mom, baby is going out to practice sword!" The little guy nodded hurriedly, his eyes sparkling, and his little eyes patrolled the room. Finally, they fell on the wooden sword hanging on the shelf. He had just played with it in the morning, but the novelty had not yet worn off.

Sheng Huan couldn't help but smile, his brows softened: "Don't worry, just finished eating and take a rest first. Come, sit with mother for a while."

As she said this, she hugged the little guy, and seeing how excited he was, she tapped his belly with her finger and said, "Don't worry, wait until the meal you just ate falls on your belly, and then I'll let you out. The wooden sword is there, and it won't run away."

Yue Xing'a had doubts when he heard this. He looked down at his belly and touched the place where his mother pointed. "Mother, how do you know Fanfan hasn't gotten here yet?"

He continued to ask, scratching his head anxiously: "When will you get here?"

"Mother knows it, it's almost time, our baby shouldn't worry." Sheng Huan rubbed his furry head: "You just finished eating, the food will go down soon, if you go out now, your little tummy will be uncomfortable."

"Ah?" Yue Xing'a opened his mouth wide. He didn't expect to have a stomachache. The little guy nodded solemnly and patted his chest: "Don't worry, mother, the baby knows!"

"Our baby is so well-behaved. How can there be such a well-behaved and beautiful baby in the world?" Sheng Huan was touched by Yue Xing'a's kindness and kissed his forehead: "Whose baby is this? Oh, it turns out to be mine."

Yue Xing'a blushed and laughed: "Yue Xing'a is mother's good baby!"

Rays of sunlight leaped into the room with the open windows and shone on the mother and child. The golden halo seemed to have a filter, making them look like they were glowing.

In particular, the woman's smile blended into the golden light, her softened eyebrows were like the breeze and flowing water, and her royal blue cheongsam even had a warmth to it, blending with several bright flowers on the table, creating a poetic feeling that was indescribably warm and healing.

Kangxi witnessed this scene when he arrived. Perhaps because the scene was too beautiful and dreamy, he paused.

Liang Jiugong, who was following behind him, also braked suddenly.

Inside the room, the woman was rubbing Yue Xing'a's head, her eyes raised unintentionally, the smile in her eyes had not faded yet, her eyebrows were curved, it was as if the snow on the snow-capped mountains had melted, the spring breeze had passed, or it was as if the tender grass had pushed away the pressing stones, blooming with vitality, just like this, she was seen in the eyes of Kangxi in the distance.

Kangxi's brain went blank for a moment. In this smile, the last bit of hesitation in his heart dissipated, and his heart skipped a beat without warning.

"Bang, bang!"

He knew that she would be beautiful once she smiled at him, but he didn't expect that she was even more beautiful than he thought. Although he knew that she didn't mean to smile at him, at this moment, he hid the smile in his heart.

He thought that he and she were destined to be together, otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that she had their child while he was hesitating.

She was supposed to be the mother of his child.

Kangxi suddenly became enlightened, his mind became clear, and the corners of his lips even curled up into a big arc. He felt relieved, but also determined to win.

Only a coward would give up his woman, and only a weak person would not dare to face his own joy. He considered himself a strong man, and he thought domineeringly in his heart.

He nodded slightly to the people in the room, then strode forward, his steps becoming more and more firm and relaxed.

When Sheng Huan saw him, the smile on his face instantly disappeared and his pupils shrank slightly, as if he didn't know how he had the courage to show up in the daytime.

Kangxi had excellent eyesight, so he naturally noticed her sudden change in expression and confused look. His brows slightly frowned. Could it be that she was frightened?

Feng Qi and Feng Hua followed Sheng Huan's line of sight and saw Kangxi. They were a little surprised, but soon came to their senses. Since His Majesty could appear in the yard openly, everything outside should have been arranged.

"Mother, what are you looking at?"

As Yue Xing'a spoke, he pulled at his mother's sleeve and wanted to get into her arms, while raising his head at the same time.

"I didn't see anything, baby. Let Feng Hua take you downstairs to change your clothes. This one is a bit greasy. You just finished your meal, so it's a good time to take a walk to digest the food. This way, the food can get into your belly faster, and you can go practice swordplay later."

"Okay!" Yue Xing'a, whose attention was successfully diverted, nodded heavily.

At this time, Sheng Huan picked up a rose-red camellia on the table and put it on Yue Xing'a's hair.

"Go."

"Thank you, mother!" Yue Xing'a felt the flowers floating on his head and felt happy again.

Feng Hua stepped forward at the right time, took Yue Xing'a's other hand and left.

After a while, there was a slight sound outside the house, and then Kangxi pushed the door open. As soon as he came in, he found the woman sitting at the table. She seemed not to see him, and did not even look at him, just arranging flowers.

Feng Qi, the only servant in the room, didn't dare to breathe. Kangxi's eyes fell on the woman. Without saying a word, he raised his hand, and Feng Qi quickly retreated as if she had been pardoned.

When he left, he considerately closed the door and even the window.

Kangxi walked over and saw the woman's white and tender fingertips passing through one bouquet after another. Her slender fingers were as soft as the roots of green onions, and like colorful butterflies flying among the flowers.

He was interested:

"Madam, these flowers are so fresh and in full bloom. As the saying goes, a beautiful flower and a beautiful woman complement each other very well."

Sheng Huan finally looked up and threw the camellia in his hand directly at Kangxi without any greeting. He was very bold and obviously very angry that Kangxi came without caring about anything. "Why are you here in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid that someone will bump into you later?"

"Madam, you gave me flowers to express your love for me." Kangxi took the flowers. He saw that the woman had no expression on her face, but he felt that she was angry. He also felt that he was in the wrong. He walked over with the roots of the camellia in his hand, like a handsome young man, elegant and graceful.

"I came here to see my wife, of course."

The man, after thinking it through, appears to be particularly easy to talk to. What's more, the person in front of him is not a stranger, so the physical intimacy is naturally more intimate.

He walked closer: "What madam is worried about will not happen."

Sheng Huan glanced over at him when he heard this: "As expected of His Majesty, you are so arrogant. You didn't even knock on the door when you came. If you don't know, you would think this house is yours."

"Why isn't it mine?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man strode over and pushed the man onto the table unexpectedly.

The camellia thus fell between the two of them, its brilliant color.

"What are you doing?!" She was startled, not expecting him to move suddenly.

"Madam, please don't forget my other identity."

He put his hand on her earlobe and said, "I am your...adulterer, Madam. How can I not come over?"

He spoke ambiguously, his eyes were ambiguous, and he showed no shame.

Sheng Huan's eyes widened in disbelief: "Why does Your Majesty like to address me like this?" She lowered her eyebrows: "Sure enough, he is used to being a playboy."

When Kangxi heard this, he immediately thought of the last time she called him a playboy. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze was deep: "Could it be that what I said is not the truth?"

He pinched her face, which was smooth and white, and couldn't let go: "Madam, have you forgotten who pounced on whom first that day?"

"You were the first to behave yourself." His words reminded her of her own behavior that night. A hint of pink appeared on her face, but she quickly became serious again and coldly grabbed his unruly hand: "In broad daylight, what are you planning to do, Your Majesty?"