"Let me think about it carefully."

Kangxi looked at Wanwan; her face was truly mesmerizing.

What to do? The author just loves the fairy-like beauty.

"I saw you by the Huanhua Stream, your eyes bright and your eyebrows delicate. Your hair was tied up high like green clouds, and a small dragonfly was adorned with gold."

On a warm spring day by the Huanhua Stream, the poet Zhang Bi met a lovely "Qingqing" for the first time and fell in love at first sight.

Her eyebrows were like distant, dark mountains, and her eyes were bright and sparkling; one was immediately struck by her beauty.

Her beautiful hair was tied up high, like green clouds, and adorned with a small gold dragonfly.

The phrase "love at first sight" shouldn't be used here. When Kangxi first saw Wanwan, he thought she was cute. Later, when he went to see Wu Ciyou to study, although he kept an eye on her, it couldn't really be called love at first sight. Later, when Wanwan grew up, it could only be described as lust at first sight. But at this moment, with such a beautiful time and scenery, he naturally couldn't spoil the mood, so he didn't explain it.

There's nothing wrong with letting Wanwan think that he fell in love with her at first sight.

Wanwan naturally didn't believe that he had fallen in love with her at first sight; it was more like lust at first sight. However, she didn't refute it.

"From now on, I will call you Qingqing, how about that? You will be my Qingqing alone."

Wanwan immediately smiled happily, her big eyes filled with Kangxi's gaze. "Good, good, then from now on Your Majesty, you shall call me Qingqing."

"Then what should I call Your Majesty? I also want to give Your Majesty something special, a unique title."

When Kangxi heard this, he was touched. No one had ever said that he was the ruler of the world, the supreme emperor, or whatever his title might be.

“My grandmother always called me Xuan Ye, but everyone else called me Emperor.”

Wanwan pressed her advantage, "Then from now on, I will also address Your Majesty as Xuan Ye, shall I?"

Kangxi hesitated deliberately for a moment, then said, "Fine, you are. Just now, when I said I would call you Wanwan, you said it was too perfunctory. Now you don't even think about it before calling me Xuan Ye. It seems you are just perfunctorily dealing with me too."

While holding Kangxi's hand and shaking it, Wanwan looked at him and said softly, "Your Majesty, you've heard of husbands giving their wives nicknames, but have you ever heard of wives giving their husbands courtesy names? Besides, I'm not even your wife, I'm just your concubine, how could I possibly give you a courtesy name?"

"Then you should think about it yourself before you speak," Kangxi said, while stroking and playing with Wanwan's hand.

Alright, now that things have come to this point, the author has solved the mystery: they just like to play with each other's hands (?′ω`?)

"Let me think... what should I call you?"

How about I call you "Xuanxuan"?

Kangxi: ...

Wanwan glanced at Kangxi; it seemed inappropriate.

Then… “Ye Ye…” (?_?)

Kangxi... ┐（─__─）┌

Wanwan laughed: "That really won't work, it sounds like 'Grandpa'."

"Then I'll choose another one."

"Um……"

"How about calling you Sanlang? Your Majesty, you see, you're the third son, so calling you Sanlang is fine too."

"Your Majesty, please choose one," Wanwan said, offering her choice with an air of "you choose, I'll pay the bill."

"Xuanxuan"

"Ye Ye",

Xuan Ye

Or perhaps "Sanlang"

What to do? Thinking of Sanlang, I remembered a saying: "Dalang, it's time to take your medicine, hahaha." (?ω?)hiahiahia.

Because the author is rather short, he was called "Big Brother" in college, and they would always tell him, "Big Brother, it's time to take your medicine." (?ω?) It's hard for the author not to think about this when writing this.