After kissing her for a long time, Feng Huaiji moved away to let her breathe, and placed a warm kiss on her cheek. The dim light could not hide the lust in his eyes.
The little girl opened her watery eyes.
He hugged her, turned around and kissed the corner of her eye.
The burning heat behind him moved to the front. Yu Yingyue was held down by him and sat in his arms. She couldn't help biting her lip.
Feng Huaiji turned around so that she could still see the moon, and said in a hoarse voice: "Keep looking."
She bit his chin lightly, her voice soft and shy, "How can I have the heart to watch you like this?"
Feng Huaiji's eyes were slightly red and his Adam's apple rolled. He held the back of her head and kissed her again. She fell limply into his arms.
He pulled the quilt beside him to cover her waist, "You've gotten used to it and you've become thoughtful. Now I don't dare to go too far with Jiaojiao, I'll just give her a kiss at most."
Yu Yingyue lay on his shoulder, her mind distracted.
It's really hot.
It felt like a long time before he went down. Feng Huaiji patted her on the back gently and said, "Let me coax you to sleep."
"It's still early. I can't sleep."
"So what do you usually do?"
"Listen to Zhu Ling and Zhu Xuan telling me stories. They like to read those strange stories when they have nothing to do."
"I'll tell you what you want to hear?"
"That's fine, just tell me what you know."
Feng Huaiji thought for a moment, recalling the strange stories he had read before, and told them to her in a low voice while gently patting her back.
After she fell asleep, he carried her to the bed, covered her with a blanket, and kissed her forehead before leaving.
The next day, Feng Huaiji came over to have breakfast with her after court, and then sent her back to the palace.
On Yu Yingyue's birthday, the emperor held the grandest banquet in more than ten years.
Feng Huaiji looked at the little girl who was the center of everyone's attention and sat next to the emperor. His brows softened unconsciously as he listened to the eunuchs singing the ceremony below.
After the banquet, Feng Huaiji went to the palace alone to find her. She was sitting on the couch waiting for him.
"Wait for me?"
Yu Yingyue reached out to him, "I knew you would come to find me."
Feng Huaiji curled his lips and held her in his arms, kissed her lips, then raised his hand to remove the heavy hair accessories from her bun, "I came alone to give a gift to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"What gift?"
"I."
Yu Yingyue hugged his waist and said, "The princess likes that very much."
Feng Huaiji patiently undid her hair, and massaged her shoulders and neck.
"itch……"
"Just itchy? Is it uncomfortable?"
"Comfortable."
"Press it more often in the future and you won't feel itchy anymore." Feng Huaiji kissed the corner of her lips, "Jiaojiao is seventeen today. I wish us Jiaojiao to be happy and joyful forever."
She was born at night, and the imperial concubine passed away the next morning. Today is her birthday, and tomorrow she will accompany the emperor to mourn the imperial concubine.
The little girl nuzzled his cheek and said, "Okay."
After hugging her for a while, Feng Huaiji let her go and said, "I have someone carry the gifts to the side hall. Go and have a look yourself. I will leave the palace first."
Yu Yingyue kissed him on the cheek.
Feng Huaiji left with a smile.
She went to the side hall and saw several large boxes separated from other people's gifts, which could be seen at a glance.
After opening it, there are layers of spices divided into compartments, ranging from common spices to extremely hard-to-find spices.
He knew what she liked, so he specially searched for it and packed it himself.
There were two boxes containing the latest clothes, jewelry, and rouge and powder from Hongyan Pavilion and Linglong Square.
Zhu Ling brought a brocade box and said, "Princess, this is what the second young master asked you to do."
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