【Small Theater】
(1) Mu Li Song.
Lingkun Courtyard, Mu Lige's dormitory.
"Hua Qingcheng, do you have a conscience?"
Mu Lige, sitting in front of the desk, looked at Hua Qingcheng with pretended anger.
"You actually call our children Damao and Ermao? One is the name of my third brother and second master's two-thousand-year-old ice toad, and the other is the name of Cheng Minggui's son..."
"Hua Qingcheng, in your heart... could it be that you are still thinking about Cheng Minggui?"
Mu Lige first glanced at Hua Qingcheng leisurely, then turned his head slightly to the side, with the word "unhappy" written all over his face.
Seeing that her husband, who had always been as gentle as jade, was suddenly acting sternly towards her today, Hua Qingcheng suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Brother Li~"
"Listen to me... No, listen to me..."
Seeing that Mu Lige seemed genuinely angry, the usually calm and composed Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but feel uneasy. She loved seeing Mu Lige smile the most and couldn't bear to see him frown even slightly.
"The 'Da Mao' and 'Er Mao' I mentioned are actually the names of two cacti I used to raise. They have absolutely nothing to do with Master Achen's ice toad, and even less to do with Cheng Minggui's son..."
Hua Qingcheng hugged Mu Lige's neck from behind and rested her head lightly on his shoulder.
But Hua Qingcheng secretly glanced at Mu Lige and saw that his expression seemed to have eased. Then she continued, "I just thought those two cacti were particularly cute, and I was thinking that our first and second babies would be very lovable in the future, so..."
"real?"
Mu Lige suppressed the upward curve of his lips and continued to play the role of a grumpy little husband.
"Of course it's real, even more real than pearls!"
Hua Qingcheng kissed Mu Lige's cheek with a "bo" sound, then put her head against Mu Lige's and rubbed her ears against his.
If Mu Lige wasn't pregnant at this moment, and the due date was getting closer, Hua Qingcheng really wanted to show him with her own actions how true her heart was...
"Okay, I'll believe you this time. But what is this cactus?" Mu Lige asked puzzledly.
Hua Qingcheng: ...
Well, that's not available here yet.
"Brother Li, cactus is a plant about the size of a fist. It is green, round, and covered with thorns. It looks like a porcupine..." Hua Qingcheng tried to describe it as clearly as possible.
Mu Lige:......
"Qingqing, are you... sure that a green ball covered in quills like a porcupine is cute? And... you're using it as a metaphor for our child?"
"No, no, no, I was just making an analogy. What I meant was that a cactus has thorns like a porcupine, and our children are as cute as cacti. I definitely don't mean that our children are like porcupines..."
Hua Qingcheng, with a strong desire to survive, shook her head vigorously to explain, but the more she explained, the worse it got...
"Hua-Qing-Cheng!"
Mu Lige, who was originally just joking with Tonghua Qingcheng, is now really angry...
"Brother Li~"
"Is it not okay if I'm wrong?"
Hua Qingcheng tugged at the sleeve of the man sitting in front of the desk, showing weakness and asking for peace.
This man had been with her through thick and thin, and had suffered immensely for the sake of their child. She had to be a good wife who loved her husband, and it wasn't shameful to humble herself in front of him...
"Qingqing, promise me one thing and I will forgive you."
Mu Lige held his forehead helplessly. When he thought of the name his young wife gave to her personal maid, Mu Lige felt relieved.
"Don't even mention one thing, even ten or a hundred, as long as you open my mouth, I, Hua Qingcheng, will go through fire and water to do it!" Hua Qingcheng swore with an exaggerated fist.
"It's...it's not that serious." Looking at Hua Qingcheng who was talking nonsense seriously, Mu Lige's mouth twitched slightly.
"No matter how many children we have in the future, I will be the one to name them." Mu Lige said seriously and earnestly.
"Brother Li, this idea is really... really what I want!" Hua Qingcheng came to Mu Lige and immediately leaned over to kiss him on the lips...
(2) Han Yichen.
"Ugh~"
As soon as Han Yichen woke up early in the morning, he started vomiting again.
"Achen~"
Hua Qingcheng was extremely distressed as she brought water for Han Yichen to rinse his mouth and wiped his face with a hot towel.
"Xiao Qingcheng, do I look particularly ugly now?" Han Yichen, with disheveled hair and a pale and haggard face, looked at Hua Qingcheng with resentment.
"Who said that? Achen is handsome and elegant, no one is more handsome than you!" Hua Qingcheng gently moved the hair on Han Yichen's forehead behind his ears.
"real?"
Han Yichen suppressed the upward curve of his lips.
"Of course it's real, even more real than pearls!" Hua Qingcheng nodded at him frequently.
"Okay, I believe what Xiao Qingcheng said. But you can't forget what you promised me..." Han Yichen raised the corner of his lips and turned his head to one side.
"What's the matter?" Hua Qingcheng asked suspiciously.
"Of course it's the 'Three Rules', and... and the fact that when you hold a high position, you will confer upon me the title of Imperial Lord. Are you trying to trick me?" Han Yichen narrowed his dangerous eyes and looked at Hua Qingcheng with a playful expression.
"Achen, I will naturally do what I promised you. Apart from Monk Hua, I have never been involved with other men. Look at those men in Xicuiyuan, haven't I touched any of them? As for the position of Huang Guijun, since I promised you, I will naturally fulfill it in the future..." Hua Qingcheng hugged Han Yichen's neck, put her forehead against his, and rubbed her ears against his.
"That's more like it..."
Han Yichen's lips curled slightly when he heard this, and then he changed the subject and said sternly, "Xiao Qingcheng, what if you break your promise in the future?"
As the saying goes, those who are involved are often the most confused. Not only Mu Lige saw Zuo An's feelings for Hua Qingcheng, but the emotionally sensitive Han Yichen naturally saw it as well.
"I have you guys, that's all I need. If I ever mess with other men again, I'll be in big trouble..."
"Xiao Qingcheng, don't!"
All Han Yichen wanted was Hua Qingcheng's attitude, so how could he really ask her to swear an oath?
Moreover, it was probably only a matter of time before Zuo An entered the East Palace's backyard. As long as his wife didn't bring other men back besides Zuo An, Han Yichen would be content.
"Achen~"
"The person I love most is Brother Li, but among all my concubines, I prefer you the most. I like to see you smile, and I don't like to see you unhappy."
Hua Qingcheng kissed Han Yichen's forehead and looked at him with sincere eyes.
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