His young wife was only seventeen years old, yet her tender shoulders were burdened with the weight of family leadership and the duties of a nation's crown prince. Su Mulige, a man of integrity, could not bear to watch his young wife suffer so much. He had to do his utmost to alleviate the worries of the woman he loved.
Hua Qingcheng sat down beside the bed and helped Mu Lige lie down. While rubbing his stomach (to help with the discharge of lochia), she said softly, "Brother Li, you just gave birth, you can't overuse your eyes. Longlong and Fengfeng have two nannies, and Shu Molixiang and the others are taking care of them. You just need to take care of yourself."
"good."
Thousands of words could not express the endless love in his heart. Mu Lige was not pretentious. He verbally accepted Hua Qingcheng's kindness and held the hand of his young wife on his lower abdomen, his eyes filled with sweetness and tenderness.
"Brother Li..." Hua Qingcheng's heart was pounding. Under Mu Lige's gentle gaze, she was intoxicated and couldn't help herself. She leaned over and kissed his lips.
That was a taste that belonged only to Mu Lige. It was as intoxicating as fine aged wine, as warm as the spring sun, and as refreshing as the sea breeze, making people indulge in it involuntarily.
Mu Lige held Hua Qingcheng's head, responding enthusiastically. Their lips and tongues mingled, each expressing their deep affection for the other. Their breathing quickly became chaotic, and the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly ambiguous and captivating.
"Qingqing~"
Mu Lige's voice was extremely pleasant, and he was extremely gentle when calling Hua Qingcheng. His eyes, as bright as stars, were filled with love, which immediately took away half of Hua Qingcheng's soul.
"Brother Li, don't... don't look at me like that. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself..."
After Hua Qingcheng released Mu Lige's lips, she kissed down his neck. First, Mu Lige's delicate collarbone, then... Hua Qingcheng slid her hand down Mu Lige's chest. When she felt the round, plump and soft flesh, she was suddenly startled, and the lust in her mind immediately subsided a little.
Her brother Li is still breastfeeding and has not yet passed the postpartum period. According to her common sense, her brother Li has almost had a caesarean section, and it will probably take at least one and a half months after giving birth before they can have sex.
Hua Qingcheng, with her breathing disordered and her chest heaving slightly, reluctantly let go of Mu Lige, lay down beside him sideways, hugged his waist, silently recited the "Meditation Mantra" in her heart, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"Qingqing..." Mu Lige raised his hand and gently stroked Hua Qingcheng's face.
Su Mulige is not the only man in the backyard of the East Palace. However, this young wife has been enduring and restraining herself in order to accompany him and their two children. Mulige felt a trace of heartache in his heart.
"My child and I are doing fine. You don't have to watch over us every night. You should also devote some of your attention to your younger brothers..."
Although Mu Lige felt uncomfortable pushing the person he loved into the arms of another man, he also knew that this little wife did not belong to him alone, and he could not be so selfish.
"Brother Li, go to sleep." Hua Qingcheng grabbed Mu Lige and directly blocked his mouth with her lips, which still wanted to continue chattering. Then she leaned in his arms, smelled Mu Lige's pleasant scent, and soon fell asleep.
Mu Lige lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, raised his hand to touch her soft hair, then fell asleep in her arms, feeling warm in his heart.
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