Chapter 61 I've tasted it all.
Su Jingyu sat on the bleachers, which were covered with thick cushions and draped with gauze, her eyes fixed on the view, her hand unconsciously resting gently on her lower abdomen. Here, two little lives, carrying his blood, were growing. Looking at his dashing figure and imagining that her children might one day be as accomplished in both literature and martial arts as their father, her heart was filled with tenderness and pride.
In his final move, Xiao Jingzhan leaped into the air, his spear piercing like a meteor, striking the bullseye of the target ten paces away with pinpoint accuracy. He sheathed his spear, his breathing steady, and his gaze immediately fell upon the stands, meeting her bright, admiring eyes. His cold, stern expression instantly melted away, transforming into a pool of spring water. He casually tossed the spear to a servant and strode towards her.
He held the reins of power, she nurtured hope, and together they looked forward to an even more fulfilling happiness soon to come.
That night, in the detached palace.
After bathing, Xiao Jingzhan, dressed only in his undergarments, leaned against the headboard, a book in his hand, but seemed somewhat absent-minded. Su Jingyu, having finished bathing, approached in her soft nightgown, still damp and fragrant. More than six months pregnant, her figure was increasingly voluptuous, her skin radiant, possessing a breathtakingly beautiful softness in the dim candlelight.
Xiao Jingzhan put down his book and naturally pulled her to his side, his large hand resting on her swollen belly, where he could already feel the baby's movements. The little one seemed to know its father was there and playfully stirred.
"Did I kick you again?" Xiao Jingzhan felt the movement under his palm, his expression softening unexpectedly.
"Hmm, very lively today." Su Jingyu placed her hand on his large hand, and the two of them felt the rhythm of the new life together.
Xiao Jingzhan chuckled softly, turning to pull her into his arms, carefully avoiding her stomach, his chin resting on the top of her head. "Are you tired today?"
"I'm not tired. Watching Your Highness practice your spear makes me feel better." Su Jingyu found a comfortable position in his arms and said softly, "Your Highness looks so handsome today." Thinking of his heroic figure when he practiced his spear during the day, she still felt her heart race.
Xiao Jingzhan's chest heaved, and he let out a deep, pleasant laugh: "My darling, your words are so sweet today? Let me have a taste." He lowered his head, found her lips, and kissed them gently and passionately, gradually losing control.
"Mmm..." Su Jingyu let out a soft moan, almost breathless from his kiss, her fingertips instinctively gripping the front of his shirt. The dark nightgown crumpled in her hands, making the outline of his bulging muscles beneath his clothes even more prominent.
Xiao Jingzhan stepped back slightly to allow her to breathe.
Su Jingyu trembled at the touch of his large hand, her skin flushing a faint pink, like fine warm jade in the candlelight. She wanted to hide in embarrassment, but his strong arms held her tightly in his embrace, preventing her from moving.
Su Jingyu blushed and buried her burning face in the crook of his neck. Xiao Jingzhan loved her like this. He kissed her earlobe, his voice unusually husky.
"I've consulted the imperial physician several times; as long as we're careful, there won't be any problems." He looked down at her, his phoenix eyes swirling with desire, yet still retaining a captivating tenderness and restraint. "My dear, if you feel unwell, just tell me, okay?"
Su Jingyu was overwhelmed by the undisguised affection and desire in his eyes, and her heart trembled. She slowly released her grip on his clothes, then gently wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed his Adam's apple, and let out a soft "Mmm".
His large hand caressed her exquisite curves...
"Look at me, Yu'er," he coaxed, his voice deep and seductive.
"Mmm... Yu'er, mmm..."
"Wow, you're so beautiful..."
"Say it out... my dear... I want to hear it."
Sweat dripped down his muscular back and onto her.
The moonlight outside the window was like water, and the night breeze rustled through the crabapple trees in the courtyard. Inside the bedchamber, their breaths mingled, and their love was tender and affectionate.
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That day, Su Jingyu leaned against the chaise lounge by the window, covered with a soft, thin blanket. Sunlight streamed through the clear, glass windows, bathing her in warmth and making her feel drowsy. She held a travelogue in her hand, but hadn't turned a single page in a long time.
Xiao Jingzhan sat behind his desk not far away, reviewing reports. Every now and then, he would unconsciously look up at the person on the bed, and only when he saw that she was at peace would he continue to look down.
Suddenly, Su Jingyu hissed softly, her brows furrowed slightly, and her hand unconsciously went to her protruding belly.
Xiao Jingzhan immediately put down his pen, walked a few steps to the bedside, knelt on one knee in front of her, placed his large hand on the back of her hand, and asked with barely perceptible tension in his voice, "What's wrong? Did the children bother you again?"
A series of gentle, intermittent fetal movements came from her abdomen, like two little ones stretching their arms and kicking their legs, one after the other, making quite a commotion. Su Jingyu recovered from the discomfort and smiled reassuringly at him: "Your Highness, it's alright, perhaps they've just woken up and are stretching their muscles."
Xiao Jingzhan breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't let go. Instead, he gently pressed his ear against her belly, listening carefully to her movements. Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel the strong fetal movements, one after another, full of life.
"Neither of them will give way, they're both eager to greet each other." Xiao Jingzhan's smile deepened, and he extended his index finger, gently poking the bulging little bump. "Don't bother your mother." The little one inside seemed to sense it, nudging him again and interacting with him.
Su Jingyu's heart softened at his childlike behavior. Who would have thought that the Crown Prince, so decisive and authoritative on the outside, would be like this with his unborn child in private?
He took her hand and kissed her palm. "You've worked so hard, my dear. Carrying them must have been exhausting."
"It's not hard work." Su Jingyu shook her head, her gaze falling on her large belly, full of tenderness and anticipation, "Thinking that they will be out soon and meet His Highness and Yu'er, I feel only joy in my heart."
Xiao Jingzhan felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He got up and sat down beside her, carefully pulling her and the blanket into his arms, letting her lean on his shoulder.
Su Jingyu leaned against him, feeling his steady heartbeat and reassuring presence. Suddenly remembering something, she looked up and said, "Your Highness, I've been feeling... a bit cumbersome lately, and my clothes are too tight. The new clothes that the Imperial Wardrobe sent a few days ago don't seem to fit me quite well in some places." Actually, it was mainly the bust size that was a bit unsuitable, but she was too embarrassed to say it.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingzhan frowned slightly: "Does it not fit? Is it because those servants have been negligent?" He then turned to call for someone.
“No,” Su Jingyu hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, “The Imperial Wardrobe is very diligent, and the measurements are all taken according to the old rules. It’s just… perhaps because I’m pregnant with twins, things change faster, and they couldn’t have predicted it.” She paused, then said somewhat shyly in a low voice, “I was thinking, perhaps… Your Highness could help me take the measurements? Your Highness is accurate, and your measurements will surely be more accurate than theirs.”
Her voice trailed off, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks. Her words carried a clear hint of coquetry and intimacy.
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