Chapter 18 Transition 2

This was specially made for him.

Kangxi glared at Liang Jiugong, seemingly blaming him for not clarifying the matter.

However, a small hope arose in his heart: perhaps he could see for himself what color clothes she was wearing today, whether they were plain or bright, only then would it feel real to him.

But he felt he shouldn't go to see her at this time.

He was covered in blood, having just come from the battlefield, and carried the brunt of his killings. She was also pregnant.

I never cared about these things before, but now I'm hesitant and timid.

After a wry smile, the meal was served. Seeing that the table was full of light dishes with a mix of sweet and sour flavors, it was obvious who had ordered it. Only she would be so particular about food.

Originally, I was hesitant, but for some reason, seeing these dishes made me want to see her even more.

Despite his eagerness, he slowly chewed his food before swallowing it. After finishing, he did not summon anyone, but instead led Liang Jiugong out of the tent and headed towards Chen Guanxue.

Liang Jiugong followed behind him, his emotions hidden on his face, but he was overjoyed inside.

His role as the emperor's chief steward was quite interesting. He not only witnessed the emperor's sudden awe of life and death, but also frequently saw the emperor's subtle thoughts that he would never reveal to others.

This little thought, which used to terrify him, is now something that sometimes makes him want to laugh out loud in a rebellious way.

Just like in all the romance novels Chen Guanxue has read, every male protagonist from a wealthy family has a butler who appears out of nowhere and says things like, "It's been so long since I've seen the male protagonist smile like that." This person is Liang Jiugong.

He didn't say those words aloud, but he had said them a thousand times in his heart.

As soon as Kangxi entered the tent, Chen Guanxue glanced at him. She had a feeling he would come, but she didn't know when. Fortunately, she had taken a nap that morning and wasn't sleepy, so she waited for him.

As soon as he entered, he saw her lounging lazily, looking at him with her eyes downcast.

Upon seeing the clothes she was wearing, Kangxi suddenly smiled and followed her retreating gaze.

Step by step, Chen Guanxue could see him. As her eyes fell on the small clothes in her hands, Kangxi also sat down on the soft couch.

"When was this dress made? Why haven't I worn it before?" He always ordered her clothes to be brightly colored because she liked them, and the color of this fabric didn't seem to be something you'd find in the palace.

The moon-white dress was actually light blue, because this blue was so light that no one in the palace would use it to make clothes, as such a light color was not something that could be worn casually, as it was considered unlucky.

She reached out and touched the fabric of the clothes; it was soft and smooth. Although the color wasn't to her liking, the embroidery on it couldn't have been done in a day or two. Clearly, she had had it made long ago.

"Your Majesty doesn't even know the answer yourself, yet you come to ask me. How boring." She placed the small garment on the small table, folding it carefully as she replied.

It's really disappointing that I didn't even know when she made an extra piece of clothing. The way she used to look at me like I was a bone was nowhere to be seen now.

If you can't even keep an eye on this, how come you wanted to know everything before?

Kangxi knew that she was already making clothes for the child. She wasn't making them herself, but had someone else make them for her to carefully examine, and then she picked out the ones she liked and put them away for the child to wear in the future.

He reached out to touch the small garment but was slapped. Instead of immediately pulling his hand back, he grabbed her hand to check if it was red.

She didn't use much force, so he didn't feel any pain, and his palms didn't turn red.

"Wearing this especially for me?" He didn't let go after looking at her, gently pressing his thumb against her palm as he whispered these words in her face.

Chen Guanxue shifted her gaze from his hand to his face, inexplicably sensing his unease, and suddenly smiled. She placed her other hand on his face, tracing it from his forehead to the tip of his nose, then across his lips, and finally resting it on his chin.

He nodded lightly, said nothing, and simply withdrew his hand.

Kangxi was immediately satisfied.

This action shows that she did it on purpose. Sure enough, the fact that she was willing to wear clothes in a color she didn't like shows that she still had feelings for him.

The delighted Emperor Kangxi smiled more than ever before, and sitting beside her, he no longer dared to touch her.

He was the emperor; nothing could approach him, and naturally nothing could get close to her either.

"After we return to the capital, I'll have someone make you more clothes. You won't need to wear these clothes anymore." If there's another war, and he needs to personally lead the troops, he won't leave her in the palace.

It's good that she doesn't have to wear this color anymore. She doesn't want to see this pale color anymore, nor does she want him to go to the battlefield again.

"Then we'll have to make a few more clothes. It's almost the end of the year, how can we celebrate the New Year without making a few nice clothes?"

Chinese New Year is a big day. Not only do we need to make new clothes, but we also need to make even more beautiful new clothes.

Kangxi pulled her into his arms and said, "I had people prepare these before we left the palace, afraid that you wouldn't be able to wear them because of your weight. I made a lot of them so that you can wear suitable clothes when we get back."