Shang Shaoyan has been extremely busy these past few days, partly because of the visit of the Western Turkic envoy, and partly because Bailu and Xu Xian's youngest son's first birthday celebration is approaching.
Qiao Xiuyu held Shang Yihuan in her arms, leaned close to Shang Shaoyan, and looked at her expectantly: "An'an, Huanhuan said she wanted to see you as soon as she woke up."
Shang Shaoyan glanced at Qiao Xiuyu, then at his daughter who looked remarkably like Qiao Xiuyu, and chuckled, "Huanhuan can't even say 'mother' yet, how could she say such complicated sentences?"
Qiao Xiuyu smiled gently: "Alright, it's me who wants to see you."
Shang Shaoyan wore a light blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) today. Although he still looked dignified, he appeared exceptionally lively.
Hearing this, she smiled helplessly: "I've been quite busy lately, so please bear with me, Qilang. Once this busy period is over, I'll go with you to play outside the palace."
Qiao Xiuyu nodded, then handed Shang Yihuan to the wet nurse, and ran eagerly to Shang Shaoyan's side, hugging her waist: "When Huanhuan grows up, won't you be able to relax a bit?"
As he spoke, he stroked Shang Shaoyan's temple and said with heartache, "An'an is only twenty-three, and she already has gray hair."
Shang Shaoyan: "..."
艹 (a type of plant)!
She took a deep breath and said with a forced smile, "Take a closer look. Is it white hair or the reflection of sunlight?"
Qiao Xiuyu: "..."
He awkwardly lowered his hand: "Haha, I misread it."
Distracted by Qiao Xiuyu, Shang Shaoyan lost his focus on handling political affairs.
She turned around, buried her face in Qiao Xiuyu's neck, and said coquettishly, "Qilang, I missed you so much."
Qiao Xiuyu patted Shang Shaoyan's back: "Isn't that right here?"
Shang Shaoyan glanced at him sideways, her eyes full of allure: "That kind of thought."
Qiao Xiuyu blushed, somewhat embarrassed: "It's broad daylight, I'm afraid they'll say you're indulging in lewdness in broad daylight."
Shang Shaoyan was amused and pinched Qiao Xiuyu's cheek: "They'll say you're a scourge to the country and its people."
Qiao Xiuyu grabbed Shang Shaoyan's restless hand and laughed, "It's okay if they talk about me, but they can't talk about my An'an."
Shang Shaoyan thought for a moment, then leaned close to Qiao Xiuyu's ear and whispered, "Then let's hurry up so we won't get talked about."
Qiao Xiuyu thought for a moment and said softly, "Don't you know whether we should hurry or not?"
Shang Shaoyan nestled in his arms, biting her lower lip suggestively, a blush spreading across her lips: "Then..."
Qiao Xiuyu interrupted her, her eyes smiling: "I'd also like to be one of those beauties in a storybook, the one who makes the emperor forget to hold court in the morning."
He paused, then said, “Your Majesty, I wish to offend you, to lie with you in the gauze curtains and whisper sweet nothings until sunset; I wish to measure your waist with my hands, to trace your contours with my lips; I also wish…”
He spoke clearly, each word distinct and clear, his voice melodious and pleasant. What he said next made Shang Shaoyan's ears turn bright red.
Qiao Xiuyu's exquisite features were right in front of her. His naturally affectionate peach blossom eyes were full of tenderness, and his eyelashes were long and curled. He was so handsome that he seemed like a celestial being. However, at this moment, two red blushes appeared on his fair skin, as if he had been tainted by worldly desires and dragged down to the mortal world.
And this exceptionally handsome man, unparalleled in the world, was whispering dirty talk in his ear...
Family members, only Chinese people can tolerate this.
...
Shang Shaoyan nestled in Qiao Xiuyu's arms, feeling somewhat drowsy. Qiao Xiuyu gently wiped the sweat from her temples with his fingers and softly asked, "An'an, let's be together in our next life, okay?"
Shang Shaoyan opened his eyes, about to say something, when he heard Shang Yihuan crying.
She paused for a moment, then quickly tidied herself up, got out of bed, and prepared to comfort her daughter.
Qiao Xiuyu: "..."
He watched Shang Shaoyan quickly put on his clothes and shoes, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
Shang Shaoyan left, but when he reached the entrance of the bedchamber, he suddenly paused, turned back, and smiled, "Okay."
Then he quickly left, his clothes fluttering like ripples on a lake.
It took Qiao Xiuyu a while to realize what Shang Shaoyan's "okay" was in response to.
They want to be together in their next life too.
It will be the same in the next life as well.
Hmm... life after life, forever and ever.
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