Chu Yuan chuckled softly and dodged away, but Song Tangyin's kiss landed on her neck.

It sent a tingling, shivering sensation through me.

Song Tangyin stiffened, and a certain thought popped up uncontrollably again.

Chu Yuan had exhausted her strength and quickly changed the subject, "Ayin, did you eat something unclean?"

After five years of marriage, they know each other very well.

Over the past month, Chu Yuan has gradually changed, and even if Song Tangyin senses it, it won't seem so abrupt.

Besides, men don't think much in bed.

But Chu Yuan didn't need to ask why he suddenly acted this way; he already understood.

His gaze fell on the bowl of porridge not far away. "Not long ago, your sister Chu Ping brought you a bowl of chilled bird's nest porridge, saying it was to nourish your body. Since you weren't here, I happened to be hungry and drank it."

"ah?"

Chu Yuan jumped up from his arms in shock. "No way, you mean Ping'er..."

Song Tangyin shook her head, unable to bear seeing Chu Yuan sad.

He knew that Chu Yuan and Chu Ping had a good relationship. In the years since Chu Yuan married into the Song family, she had seen Chu Yuan several times a year. Other married daughters did not do this.

He didn't stop her. There weren't many people in the Song family, and he was busy with other things. He was afraid that Chu Yuan would be lonely.

"It might not be her. There are so many maids and servants in the mansion. Maybe her porridge has already been tampered with." He had encountered this kind of despicable method several times over the years.

But this was the first time it had happened in their own home.

Song Tangyin was extremely annoyed. These brainless women would go crazy whenever they saw a good-looking man.

Unlike his daughter, Yuan'er, who never judges people by their appearance.

They are of one mind and in perfect harmony, and now they feel even better.

If I could have a child, that would be perfect.

Song Tangyin thought to herself, her eyes glancing at Chu Yuan's half-exposed cleavage due to excitement. Her voice was dry as she said, "Don't make a fuss yet. I'll have the imperial physician examine it to see what kind of medicine it is."

Chu Yuan obediently snuggled into his arms, "Yes, I'll listen to A-Yin."

Song Tangyin's thoughts drifted aimlessly, as if he was having trouble concentrating again. He stretched out his long arm and pulled the thin blanket over himself.