For this matter, he specially took out a booklet and wrote down everything related to childbirth, as well as recipes for nourishing the body after childbirth, and he asked about them one by one.
Doctor Zheng was so annoyed by him every day that he simply took over the job of the herb-gathering boy and went out to gather herbs. He might not be back for another half a month.
Qin Xi sighed softly and patted his hand, "Don't panic, the child will be born safely."
“Then you…” Lu Huai began subconsciously, but then seemed to remember something and shut his mouth dryly.
"Me? What happened to me?"
Qin Xi looked at him, puzzled. She lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then smiled, her eyes seemingly reflecting starlight. "I will be with you, from every sunrise to every sunset. From the beginning of each year to the end of each year. For the rest of my life, I will only spend time with you."
Lu Huai suddenly felt his cheeks burning; this was the first time someone had ever said something like that to him.
Qin Xi smiled and said, "So, would you like to peel another apple for me, my husband?"
Looking into her eyes, which shone like stars, Lu Huai had no choice but to pick up the fruit.
Ayu stood not far away watching, a slight smile unconsciously curving his lips. He thought, "The once-powerful 'Little Tyrant of the Capital' has finally fallen."
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Qin Xi's due date was only two months away. Upon returning home, Doctor Zheng took her pulse and advised her to maintain a positive attitude and avoid feelings of sadness or grief.
So Lu Huai tried different ways to make her happy every day, but he didn't dare to make her too happy, for fear that she would laugh herself silly and it would affect the little one in her belly.
Qin Xi felt both helpless and touched. The once arrogant man seemed to have changed quite a bit. She smiled slightly, gently stroking her round, swollen belly, her expression warm. Even Lu Huai kept quiet, not wanting to disturb her.
Qin Xi touched her belly, then leaned on Lu Huai's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.
My child, your father loves your mother and me dearly. You must never disappoint him.
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Inside the Golden Palace, Wuchang calmly held his whisk. After listening to the report from the young eunuch, he took small steps to Emperor Yuxian's side.
"Your Majesty, we have received news that Her Highness the Eldest Princess will arrive in Kyoto tomorrow."
The eldest princess was formerly Princess Zhaoyang. She became the eldest princess after Emperor Yuxian ascended the throne, although Emperor Yuxian did not hold an enthronement ceremony.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuxian paused in his hand holding the vermilion brush, and then softly hummed in agreement.
There was a stack of memorials on the table in front of him, but he didn't want to read them. They were full of nonsense, or even worse, just a list of events to fool him.
At this time, the Kingdom of Yu was not peaceful; on the contrary, it was a turbulent period beset by internal and external troubles, facing a critical juncture for survival. The reason he only had these memorials was that the Regent had kept all the truly useful information from him, and he hadn't heard a single word from them.
He held the vermilion brush used for reviewing memorials and filled the paper with words.
It wasn't a famous classic text; looking at the Xuan paper, he only wrote a few words repeatedly—"Seeing the virtuous, I think of dwelling there."
When you see someone virtuous, think of emulating them; when you see someone virtuous, think of seeking refuge in them.
When he was young, he always wrote "seeing the virtuous and thinking of emulating them" as "seeing the virtuous and thinking of dwelling there." Every time this happened, Empress Xiaozhen would slap his palm hard.
As the legitimate son, the most noble prince, he couldn't possibly misspell such a simple character. Otherwise, he would be looked down upon, humiliated, and Consort Qin would have even more reason to mock him.
Now he has gone from being the most noble prince of Yu Kingdom to the most noble man in Yu Kingdom. No one dares to blame him anymore, and no one dares to slap his palm anymore.
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