9 Cabin
"It's okay. I'll get pregnant sooner or later anyway."
Prince Yi's Palace.
Several servants stood by, holding pieces of satin of different styles. Jiang Yan smiled and asked Cui Huaifeng, "Huaifeng, do you like the patterns on these pieces?"
Since he entered the mansion, Jiang Yan had been regularly making him various garments out of the finest brocade. Cui Huaifeng glanced at them briefly and said calmly, "They're all very good, but I already have a few sets of casual clothes, so I'll put these aside for now."
Jiang Yan couldn't help but chuckle, "These pieces are not for making clothes for you."
Cui Huaifeng was a little embarrassed for a moment.
Jiang Yan continued, "It was prepared in advance for our little princess."
Jiang Yan's eyes softened as she tilted her head slightly to look at Cui Huaifeng. She softly asked, "Huaifeng, don't you want to give birth to a chubby, fair-skinned, and lovely daughter for me?"
In the past, Cui Huaifeng had really thought about having her conceive a child. But now, he wasn't sure.
Cui Huaifeng's silence made Jiang Yan feel a little disappointed. She smiled and said, as if to herself and Cui Huaifeng, "It's okay. I'll get pregnant sooner or later anyway."
Cui Huaifeng originally wanted to say no, but he was afraid that if he said that, he would inevitably quarrel with her, so he pretended not to hear.
Jiang Yan didn't want to hear his rebuttal and dismissed the servant with the cloth. Shi Liu, who was standing outside, then approached Cui Huaifeng with the medicine bowl. Cui Huaifeng lifted the porcelain bowl with ease, finding it slightly hot. He blew gently on the edge of the bowl, and when it warmed slightly, he tilted his head back and drank.
Jiang Yan sat beside him, staring at the medicine bowl with a burning gaze. "I heard that this medicine was prescribed by the doctor Zhao Qiuxin found for you."
Cui Huaifeng didn't want to lie to her, so he said directly, "Yes."
Jiang Yan's smile froze briefly. She opened her beautiful eyes slightly and clenched her back teeth to barely maintain her smile.
Cui Huaifeng wanted to explain a few more words, but he knew Jiang Yan's current temper better or worse. If Zhao Qiuxin was involved, she would definitely be angry and would inevitably get entangled.
Cui Huaifeng had a hunch that the more he talked, the more she would misunderstand him, so he kept quiet and just asked tentatively, "Are you angry?"
"No, why would you think so?" Jiang Yan gradually relaxed his facial muscles, making his smile look much more natural.
Seeing her like this, Cui Huaifeng stopped asking questions and put the empty porcelain bowl on the tray.
Before Cui Huaifeng could react, Jiang Yan took the initiative and wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, his manner gentle and considerate. Although most of the servants kept their heads down with tact, Cui Huaifeng still felt embarrassed. He gently pushed Jiang Yan's wrist, indicating that it was not necessary. Jiang Yan did not get angry, but smiled and let go of his hand.
After drinking the medicine, Jiang Yan ignored Cui Huaifeng's request for a nap, and half-coaxed and half-coaxed Cui Huaifeng to take a walk near Qianfan Lake in the mansion.
The lotus blossoms filling Qianfan Lake in autumn are already withering, yet they possess a unique beauty. A small boat sits by the lake, its surroundings a cacophony of deep green and grayish-yellow. The once-sprung lotus leaves are now curled up, their edges stained brown. The pink lotus flowers still stand, though scattered across the lake and its leaves are fallen petals.
Seeing this, Cui Huaifeng slowed down his pace.
Jiang Yan stood opposite the boat, holding his hand, "Do you feel familiar?"
Cui Huaifeng looked at the lake and nodded.
Jiang Yan took the first step towards the small boat that was about one and a half meters tall. She stood at the bow and stretched out her hand to Cui Huaifeng, "Come."
Cui Huaifeng held her hand, used her strength to move towards her, and also got on the boat.
The two stood side by side. Jiang Yan did not rush to go boating with Cui Huaifeng to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Instead, he looked at the servants following him on the shore with indifference and warned them sternly, "This king wants to be alone with Zhengjun for a while. No one is allowed to approach Qianfan Lake."
"Yes." The servants saluted and hurried away.
Cui Huaifeng frowned, feeling something was wrong. He turned around, lifted the curtain and looked into the cabin.
There are small square windows on both sides of the cabin, which are now closed by wooden curtains and gauze curtains. Inside there is a fixed wooden table with fruits, vegetables and snacks, some exquisite ornaments, and a bed covered with soft brocade.
Cui Huaifeng's face turned pale and he turned around to leave. Jiang Yan grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms.
"Want to leave?"
"Jiang Yan..." Cui Huaifeng raised his head and looked at her, his eyes full of anxiety.
"Don't you want to be alone with me?" Jiang Yan showed a sad and innocent expression.
"I don't want to." Cui Huaifeng just felt tired.
Jiang Yan rested her head on his shoulder, hugged his waist, and murmured affectionately and aggrievedly: "Qing Yue..."
Cui Huaifeng paused. Qingyue was his name.
He knew what Jiang Yan wanted to do, and he hated himself for being soft-hearted.
Glancing at Cui Huaifeng's hesitation, Jiang Yan raised a smug smile. She half-carried Cui Huaifeng into the cabin and placed him on the soft couch. Cui Huaifeng turned his face away uncomfortably.
Jiang Yan smiled and took out a brocade ribbon with fine stitching and covered his eyes with it.
"Don't……"
Cui Huaifeng's vision was deprived, and everything he had seen disappeared at this moment, plunging into darkness. Tension and anxiety spread from every part of his body.
Cui Huaifeng's hand was groping in the air, subconsciously looking for Jiang Yan.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Yan knew that he couldn't see, so he instinctively looked for something to touch. Just as he was about to comfort him, he suddenly felt a warm and familiar hand holding his arm. Then Cui Huaifeng obviously became less uneasy.
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle. She really liked the feeling of him relying on her.
"Huaifeng." Jiang Yan said softly.
Cui Huaifeng felt inexplicably relieved when he heard her voice, and his anxious mood also calmed down because of her presence.
Jiang Yan touched his cheek, and Cui Huaifeng shuddered.
When his vision was initially obstructed, even his perception of the surroundings became weaker. But after adapting, although he still couldn't see, his other senses were amplified.
The closed and narrow cabin, the sound of the gauze curtains moving in the wind, the boat swaying on the lake surface with the slightest movement, and the warm and rough palms.
Jiang Yan leaned over and gently guided him, "Don't be afraid, relax."
All Cui Huaifeng could rely on was Jiang Yan's voice, figure and breathing, so he gave himself completely to her.
It is very quiet near Qianfan Lake, with only the occasional bird song and the sound of ripples caused by the gentle rocking of the boat, as well as other sounds that are so subtle that they are almost drowned out by the crisp sound of the bent lotus leaves.
【Author’s words】
I wish all the cuties and reviewers a happy Lantern Festival!
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