Her breathing became labored instantly, but at this moment, no matter how much she thought about it, she absolutely could not have it again. After all, she was pregnant and probably wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Sweetie, spread your legs, or I can't guarantee there won't be a second round later." He sighed in a rough voice, whispering in her ear. A few strands of messy hair brushed against her ear, and a faint, sweet fragrance wafted into her nostrils, intoxicating her senses.
He leaned down, getting even closer to her.
Meng Wan glanced anxiously at his approaching face, seemingly trying to discern whether his words were true or false. However, she ultimately chose the former. Although he had great desires, she believed he would never joke about a child.
She slowly loosened her legs, feeling his fingers slide across her thighs, bringing a cool sensation, and her face suddenly flushed red.
"Don't be shameless." She spat and twisted her body, trying to get out of his embrace, but Huangfu Mi stopped her and pulled her back with a little force.
Her naked body pressed against his chest, an air of ambiguity rising. His hand protected her lower abdomen, gently caressing it, but making no other moves. She swallowed hard, then heard Huangfu Mi's voice from behind her ear: "Be good and don't move, or there will be a second and a third round..."
As expected, she obeyed his threat, remaining motionless as he held her, her entire body nestled in his embrace. At that moment, a feeling of happiness suddenly welled up within her.
If we could just stay like this, stay with him, have a few more children, and support each other until we grow old, wouldn't that be a happy thing?
Thinking this, a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips. She closed her eyes and leaned against his chest, feeling his heartbeat. Her heart felt inexplicably calm, and before long, she fell into a deep sleep.
She slept until dawn. When she woke up, Huangfu Mi was no longer by her side. She felt a little heavy-hearted, so she didn't get up and stayed on the bed. At this moment, Mu Ci rushed in.
"Miss, Miss, please get up and take a look." She rushed in without even knocking, completely forgetting about the proper etiquette.
Meng Wan was dragged to her feet, still wearing only a loose-fitting undergarment. She hurriedly pulled on her clothes, muttering, "Why are you so nervous about seeing a ghost?"
"No..." Mu Ci was very anxious. He hurriedly helped her fasten the buttons and then helped her out the door.
Several eunuchs were busy in the courtyard, preparing to move the flowers planted in flowerpots to the open space in the courtyard. Some were moving things, some were digging soil, and some were building sheds. It was a lively and bustling scene.
This left Meng Wan completely bewildered. "What... what is this all about!"
Mu Ci shook her head as well: "It seems that the prince had it moved back from the palace. I don't know what it's for!"
The master and servant looked on in bewilderment until Huangfu Mi had not yet returned, at which point the answer was given.
“I happened to see these begonias in full bloom when I went to the Imperial Household Department, so I had them moved them back. What do you think?” She said calmly, sipping her tea as she went. Meng Wan, however, frowned. “That’s not what I’m asking you. What I mean is, why did you move them here?”
Huangfu Mi paused, then looked at her with a strange expression, as if she felt that her question was not even a question.
"They say that a good mood makes it easier to conceive. The yard is a bit lifeless, so bring in some flowers and plants. If you feel comfortable looking at them, the baby will come sooner, right?"
this...
"Where did you hear such a saying?" Looking at the monotonous begonias, she just couldn't understand this man's thoughts.
"Besides, there are plenty of trees and flowers planted in the backyard. If you want to see them, I can go there. They are much better than these crabapple trees."
It seemed that only at this moment did Huangfu Mi realize that she was right. Yes, if he wanted to see grass, there was grass everywhere in the courtyard. If that didn't work, it was too cold to see any, so he could go to the palace to see it. The flowers and plants in the greenhouse were very thriving. Why was he so stubborn and insisted on planting a few inconspicuous crabapple trees in the courtyard?
He suddenly felt a little annoyed.
Actually, I just wanted to make her happy, but she didn't like gold and silver jewelry, so when she saw these flowers, she didn't even think twice before ordering them to be sent back.
But unexpectedly, it seemed... she didn't appreciate it.
His face suddenly darkened: "So, I made a mistake again?"
The word "again" immediately reminded Meng Wan of yesterday, when she was lost in thought and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.
It seems he's quite concerned about her misunderstanding yesterday!
"You don't like it?" Seeing her smile, he felt less uncomfortable, but he was still being stubborn.
Meng Wan's smile deepened. She picked up a leaf and held it in her palm. She turned around and presented it to him: "The east wind has faded the makeup of the face, pitiful are the butterflies and bees in their frenzy. From now on, to whom can I tell my feelings? I entrust my heart, like a spring cockroach, to the crabapple."
As she read slowly, her smile grew even gentler, and tiny glimmers of light fell from her eyes onto him. She said, "Of course I like it, but I'm afraid people will gossip about you bringing things from the palace home like this."
"Who dares?" Huangfu Mi raised an eyebrow, looking unapproachable.
Meng Wan chuckled softly: "Look at you, why are you getting so worked up? I was just saying!"
Huangfu Mi's expression softened slightly. Looking at her jade-like face and gentle smile, he felt his heart melt.
His gaze was intense, and Meng Wan sensed danger, feeling that this was some kind of omen. She chuckled and changed the subject, "You said you went to the Imperial Household Department. What did you do there?" She then went inside, poured him another cup of hot tea, and they sat down on either side of each other.
"The annual horse racing festival will be held in half a month. My father has ordered it to be a grand event, so I'm going to the Imperial Household Department to see how the preparations are going."
Meng Wan exclaimed, "A horse racing extravaganza? Why make such a big deal out of it? In previous years, it was just a regular event!"
Huangfu Mi smiled and said, "Because the Huachao invaded earlier, which angered my father, he deliberately staged this incident to show them that our horsemanship and archery skills are not to be underestimated, and also to warn those small border countries that want to invade to behave themselves."
"So that's how it is." Meng Wan smiled, her eyebrows curving in comfort, her eyes sparkling with light.
If it's a horse racing festival, then she has to go and take a look. Lanling is a nation that was conquered on horseback, and their riding and archery skills are exceptional. She hasn't seen them much before, so she definitely can't miss this opportunity.
Such joy was rarely seen. Huangfu Mi watched quietly, feeling her heart filled with joy as well.
He reached out and stroked the strands of hair by her ear, raising an eyebrow: "When the time comes, I'll win the championship, and you'll have to work hard and give me a child as soon as possible."
Meng Wan blinked, then scolded, "What? You can bring this up? You bad guy."
This caused Huangfu Mi to burst into laughter. Seeing her blushing cheeks and the fine strands of hair hanging down from her ears to her delicate neck, he couldn't help but reach out and ask, "Am I a bad guy? Do you really think so?"
He drew his cheek closer and closer, staring intently at her, his narrow eyes filled with a captivating, almost devilish light, which made Meng Wan's heart flutter.
"What... what are you going to do?" She blinked, looking at his face that was getting closer and closer, and felt her breath quicken.
"Stay away from me..."