Luo Chaoxi noticed the darkness in his eyes and suddenly felt a little scared. "Don't go too far!"
"I know what I'm doing." With that, Murong Ling held one child in each arm and skillfully coaxed them. In no time, he calmed the four children down, and they stayed obediently in their father's arms, blinking their eyes at him.
After the children fell asleep, Murong Ling had their respective wet nurses take them back and instructed the palace servants to prepare wooden planks, ropes, and other supplies. After the afternoon rest, Murong Ling rolled up his sleeves and personally made a swing in the open space in front of the Qianming Hall.
He made five in one go and hung them side by side in front of the flower bushes.
Luo Chaoxi wanted to go forward to help, but Murong Ling didn't let her do it. He told her to sit on the veranda so she wouldn't get sunburned.
Luo Chaoxi laughed and said, "The children are only two months old. It's too early for Your Majesty to make swings now. They won't be able to play with them for a while."
Murong Ling glanced at her. "It's not early. I made five. One is for you. It's boring in the palace, so I made one to help you pass the time. I also made the other four."
Luo Chaoxi was moved; Murong Ling was raising her like a child.
But soon, she changed her mind.
Once the swing was set up, Luo Chaoxi went up to try it out. Murong Ling's craftsmanship was excellent; the swing was tied very securely. With a gentle push, the swing began to sway back and forth.
"Your Majesty, come quickly and help me push." Luo Chaoxi smiled and beckoned Murong Ling over.
Murong Ling smiled, stood to the side and gave a gentle push, and the person on the swing swayed back and forth slightly.
"Your Majesty, put in a little effort, are you sure you can handle it?"
Luo Chaoxi was not satisfied with this level of satisfaction and pouted in complaint. After she finished speaking, she belatedly realized that she seemed to have said the taboo word that every man uses: "No."
Something doesn't feel right.
She glanced at Murong Ling furtively and found that the man's expression was normal, as if he hadn't thought of anything else. Thank goodness, it was just a slip of the tongue; she hadn't meant to question his virility.
Murong Ling worked hard without complaint, but he used a bit more force in his hands.
The woman on the swing, dressed in a white dress, swayed in the wind, her clear laughter echoing in the courtyard, extremely pleasant to the ear.
The palace maids and eunuchs of Ganming Palace all sighed at how good the Emperor and Empress's relationship was.
As night fell, the children, who usually need more sleep, went to bed early. With a wet nurse looking after them throughout the night, the couple didn't have to worry too much.
Because of the promise made during the day, Luo Chaoxi finished bathing early and waited for Murong Ling in bed.
When Murong Ling came in after taking a bath, wearing his nightgown, he saw the little girl sitting on the bed. The snow-white nightgown outlined her soft curves. When she saw him come in, she glanced at him with her watery eyes, then shyly looked away.
With just one glance, Murong Ling felt as if he were on fire, burning with unbearable heat.
"Have you been waiting long, my darling?"
He walked over and pulled her into his arms, pressing his nose against her neck, taking a deep breath and inhaling her delicate fragrance. His hot, dry palms rested on her waist, gently caressing her smooth skin.
Luo Chaoxi muttered softly, "I wasn't waiting for you."
"No? I've been waiting for so long, from day to night."
Murong Ling picked her up and strode out.
Luo Chaoxi quickly hugged his neck, "Where are you going so late at night?"
You'll find out in a moment.
Murong Ling carried her to the newly erected large swing outside the palace. The two sat down together, and with a push of their feet, the swing began to sway.
There's a difference between sitting on a swing by yourself and sitting on a swing with someone else. When you're sitting alone, you can hold onto the ropes on both sides, but right now she can only hold onto Murong Ling tightly to prevent herself from falling off.
Then, Murong Ling lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.
Luo Chaoxi's face flushed crimson, and she struggled to get down. Had this man gone mad? He actually wanted to sit in the open...
But Murong Ling held her lower back tightly, not allowing her to leave.
"My darling said today that she will obey my every wish tonight."
"But you can't do it here! What if someone sees us?" Luo Chaoxi was so angry she wanted to bite him.
That bastard, did he already have this planned in mind when he was building the swing today?
"I have already instructed the palace servants not to come out tonight."
"No, it will fall down," Luo Chaoxi pleaded pitifully.
“My darling, hold me tight.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a warm and lingering kiss landed, swallowing all of Luo Chaoxi's sobbing rejections.
Accompanied by soft rustling sounds, the swing began to sway back and forth.
Luo Chaoxi was on the verge of tears, worried that someone might see her, and also worried that she would fall off the swing. She was very nervous, and the corners of her eyes were red with tears.
She held his shoulders tightly with both hands, not daring to relax for a moment.
"Waaaaah... You bastard!"
Murong Ling took a few deep breaths, almost calling it quits, then gently kissed her lips, and then... the swing swung even higher.
After playing on the swing, Murong Ling carried her, whose legs were trembling, back to her bedchamber, and then...
"Waaah, I can't take it anymore..." Luo Chaoxi begged cowardly.
"Be good, just a little longer," Murong Ling coaxed gently. "I've discovered that after every intimate moment with you, my headaches don't flare up for a long time. You're like a medicine sent to me by heaven... Darling, please have pity on me and let's do it one more time, okay?"
And so, Luo Chaoxi was forced to eat all night.
When Luo Chaoxi woke up the next day, she could no longer look at the swing! Remembering something, she quickly ran to the swing and breathed a sigh of relief when she found no trace of it.
Presumably, Murong Ling still had some sense of shame, so he cleaned himself up.
Luo Chaoxi dared not imagine what it would be like if the palace servants saw her; she would lose all face...
...
Just as Murong Ling had imagined, the four children grew up to become four little tyrants in the palace, which had nothing to do with the names he had given them.
The eldest brother, Murong Jin, felt that as the eldest brother, he should act like one. Therefore, compared to his unruly younger brothers, he was relatively quiet and composed, though he certainly caused his share of trouble.
The four boys were always running around the palace, and once they even sneaked out together to play, causing Luo Chaoxi to search for them for most of the day, worrying and thinking they had disappeared. In the end, the four boys returned on their own, and were given a good beating by their father, the emperor, leaving their bottoms all covered in bright red welts.
The little tyrants began to restrain themselves when they were five years old, because their mother had given birth to a younger sister.
The soft little princess was born with fair and smooth skin and grape-like eyes, perfectly inheriting the best features of both Murong Ling and Luo Chaoxi. Murong Ling was very happy and named her Murong Xi.
The moment their little sister was born, the four brothers instantly transformed into doting siblings. They would even finish their homework, which they usually hated, in a short time so they could be there to play with their sister as soon as possible.
From then on, everyone in Nanqi knew that Nanqi's only little princess was the darling of the family. Not only was she loved by the emperor and empress, but she also had four older brothers who doted on her. She was the apple of everyone's eye and was a winner in life from birth.
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