Yan Yuning's heart began to panic, and the tears she had been holding back began to fall uncontrollably.
She knew clearly that he was around, but she didn't see him, so she felt so uncomfortable. If she left and he couldn't find her, what should he do?
The girl closed her eyes, held back her tears, slowly squatted on the ground, and clenched the sachet in her hand. What should she do if her parents couldn't wait for her?
Yan Yuning covered her chest with her hands as she felt a dull and cramping pain in her heart. She was going crazy.
"Ningning." Xuan Yanyu strode over.
I just didn't look over here for a while, why are you crying like this?
"Where have you been?" The girl threw herself into his arms, her tone filled with grievance.
"I was wrong. From now on, I will just wait for you here." The man patted her back and coaxed her in a low voice, "Just now, I saw you enter the shop, so I thought of buying you some peach cakes."
"When we were at Qilan Taoyuan Manor, didn't you ask me to buy it for you? I promise that I will wait for you to buy it together in the future, and I will never let you be unable to find me again. Don't cry, okay?"
Hear "later." Yan Yuning's tears flowed more and more, her chest was suffocated and she could hardly breathe. Ignoring the strange looks from passers-by on the street, she squatted on the ground and hugged Xuan Yanyu tightly.
With his hands clasped by her, the man dared not move and could only coax her softly.
The midday sun was very bright and the long street was sparsely populated. No matter whether they were small vendors or people shopping, they were all rushing home. Only their Crown Prince was still trying his best to make his Crown Princess stop crying.
The light shone on his body, making it difficult for him to open his eyes. Xuan Yanyu moved his numb arms and raised them above Yan Yuning's head to block the glaring light for her.
The man's wide sleeves hung in front of his eyes. Yan Yuning, who had finally calmed down, had tears in her eyes again.
She was obviously not like this before, why is she sad and so pretentious now?
"I'm sorry." Yan Yuning pulled his hand down. It would be tiring to keep it held up all the time.
Xuan Yanyu helplessly wiped her tears with his sleeves, his voice gentle, "Why did you say sorry?"
The girl lowered her eyes and said after a long while, "The sachet... the sachet I bought for you is stained with tears."
The man lowered his head and squinted for a while, "It's okay, you can still wear it."
Yan Yuning sniffed and tied the wrinkled sachet around his waist.
“It’s so ugly.”
"I think it looks good." Xuan Yanyu saw that she was in a better mood and passed the candied haws in front of her. "Do you want more?"
"Yeah." Yan Yuning nodded, took it and took a bite. The hawthorn covered with icing sugar was a little sweeter. She choked up, "Thank you, Your Highness."
The man took the other sachet from her hand, tied it around her waist, and said with a smile, "You're welcome, Crown Princess."
"Xuan Yanyu!!" Xuan Zhaoyang, who was watching them from afar, broke free from the hand of his husband and trotted away without caring about his image, squatting in front of the two people who were on the ground.
"Royal sister." Yan Yuning's eyes were still a little red.
Staring at the candied haws in Yan Yuning's hand that she had taken two bites of, Xuan Zhaoyang felt powerless.
"My Lord Crown Prince, my Lady Crown Princess, can you two spare some time to read some medical books? Can pregnant women eat more hawthorn? Transfer the doctor from the palace to your Crown Prince's Mansion tomorrow to arrange Ningning's diet."
Xuan Yanyu was slightly stunned, "Who told you that Ningning is pregnant?"
Why didn't he know.
“…Guessed!!” Xuan Zhaoyang rolled his eyes.
When she married the prince consort, a little over a month later, the imperial physician Wen found out after taking her pulse that she was pregnant with Momo.
Judging from the time, Ningning might be pregnant at this time, and the child's ignorant father even bought candied haws for his mother.
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