Chapter 39 Peony

The next day, when Su Jingyao slowly woke up, the winter sun was already shining almost directly onto the bed.

It's almost lunch time.

Miaoyun, who was standing by, saw that her master had finally woken up. Her face was immediately filled with joy and she hurried forward.

"Master, you are awake. Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Jingyao slowly opened her still sleepy eyes, her pretty eyebrows tightly furrowed, and she spoke with a lazy and uncomfortable tone.

“I feel uncomfortable everywhere.”

Miaoyun helped her sit up slowly. Su Jingyao gritted her teeth and endured the uncomfortable feeling of bloating in her lower abdomen and the pain caused by the previous contractions of her uterus.

She leaned against the head of the bed and sat up straight with difficulty.

"Where are the children?"

"I asked Miaoyue to bring the emperor's grandson over. He is in good health." Miaoyun said with a smile.

At this moment, Miaoyue walked in with the emperor's grandson in her arms, her face full of joy.

"Master, the royal grandson was just being fed by the wet nurse, and now he is in good spirits."

Miaoyue gently handed the child to Su Jingyao, and Su Jingyao couldn't wait to take the child.

From the moment she saw the child in Miaoyue's arms, her eyes have never left the child, and a doting and gentle smile has always been on her face.

Su Jingyao looked down at him, the child in her arms staring straight at her with innocent and pure eyes.

I just felt my heart melted instantly.

Although the newborn's facial features have not yet fully developed, she still loves the baby and finds it pleasing to the eye no matter how she looks at it.

When Jun Zechen walked in, he saw her teasing her son with winks.

She would tilt her head and smile from time to time, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be overflowing like water.

Miaoyun and Miaoyue also watched the loving interaction between mother and son quietly with smiles on their faces.

When they realized that His Highness had arrived, they both hurriedly saluted and said in unison: "Your servants pay their respects to His Highness."

"Get up." Jun Zechen said lightly.

Then he sat down beside the bed and asked softly, "How are you today?"

When Su Jingyao saw Jun Zechen coming over, she immediately pouted her pink little lips and spoke with a slightly coquettish tone.

"No, nothing is right, it hurts so much."

Hearing this, Jun Zechen frowned in pain, stretched out his arms and gently held her in his arms.

Wen Rou said, "Rest well. When you are done with your confinement, I will take you out of the palace to play."

When Su Jingyao heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

"Hmm? Really?"

"Well, because you are pregnant, you have not participated in the New Year festivals, and you are giving birth during the Lantern Festival. In a month, I will take you out of the palace to have some fun."

"Your Highness is very kind."

"By the way, Your Highness, has the child been named?" Su Jingyao suddenly remembered this important matter.

"Well, I came here today to tell you that he is my eldest son, and was named Jun Yihuan by my father himself."

Although his child is not the eldest grandson of his father, he is the only grandson bestowed with the title of emperor by his father, which is a great honor.

Su Jingyao naturally understood the meaning of this.

"Yihuan, Yihuan, it sounds so nice. Can I give Yihuan a nickname?"

"Of course." Jun Zechen looked at her lovingly.

"From now on, his nickname will be Xingxing."

Su Jingyao raised her head that was resting on his shoulder, her eyes shining with light as she looked into Jun Zechen's eyes.

"good."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Su Jingyao lowered her head and began to tease the child in her arms again.

"Xingxing, Xingxing, from now on you will be mother's star."

Your mother will definitely personally train you to be a shining star and send you to the highest position in the world.

Jun Zechen looked quietly at the mother and child in his arms.

He was a new father, and he had not felt such a strong emotion when he saw his child last night.

But today, seeing the warm interaction between the mother and son in each other's arms made him feel an unprecedented warmth and happiness.

Time flies by so fast, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed quietly.

During this month, Su Jingyao has either been happily playing with her lovely children or focusing on skin care and body maintenance.

The stars descended in the expectation of His Majesty, the Queen and the Crown Prince.

Although large banquets were not allowed in the palace due to Emperor Jingsheng's serious illness, Emperor Jingsheng attached great importance to the Fourth Emperor's grandson Yihuan.

Just from the name, we can know that the word "Huan" itself carries the profound meaning of the world. It is truly a supreme favor to bestow such a precious word on the emperor's grandson.

Emperor Jingsheng personally instructed the Empress to hold the baptism ceremony of the Fourth Prince's grandson with great fanfare.

Not only did he hold a grand banquet in the front court to entertain all the ministers, but he also hosted many noble wives, princes and wives of ministers in the harem to show how much the Fourth Emperor's grandson had received from the emperor.

The baptism ceremony for the fourth emperor's grandson is almost the most grand event in the imperial palace in the past year.

However, these lively scenes have nothing to do with Su Jingyao.

Since she gave birth, she has never left Xiyan Palace because of the confinement period.

However, on the day of her baptism, the prince asked the queen to grant her grace so that her mother could come to visit her.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, Su Jingyao saw the mother who had loved her for more than ten years again after she became a mother herself.

I just felt an indescribable feeling of sadness in my heart.

She will protect her mother and the Su family, and will make the Su family proud because of her!

After a month of careful rest, her body finally felt much lighter.

These past few days, every time Jun Zechen came to Xiyan Palace to visit her, his eyes were like a hungry wolf, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

If she hadn't finished her confinement, I'm afraid that bastard would have been unable to suppress his anxiety.

At night, it is quiet and silent.

Su Jingyao sat upright on the couch, concentrating on painting.

She was painting peonies. The imperial palace was shrouded in a layer of white snow in winter, and it needed just the right embellishment of such gorgeous and magnificent peonies.

Jun Zechen stepped into the bedroom and saw her painting with a pen in hand.

Her cascading hair was scattered freely, and her long eyelashes cast subtle and charming shadows on her face in the light of the candles.

She was wearing a silk corseted long dress with a perfect drape, which made her figure slender and beautiful.

Su Jingyao noticed his arrival and was about to stand up to greet him, but Jun Zechen quickly walked up and sat down behind her.

He stretched out his arms and hugged her slender waist tightly, and said in a low voice: "Continue painting."

Su Jingyao naturally didn't bother to be polite with him and continued to concentrate on completing the peony painting.

Jun Zechen sniffed the faint fragrance on her body, and his hand on her waist couldn't help but stroke it gently.

Su Jingyao raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at him.

Let's play something a little different with him today.

Su Jingyao knew that Jun Zechen seemed introverted but was actually sultry, so she decided to take the initiative to see if he could handle it.

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her lips, but Jun Zechen did not see it.

After Su Jingyao finished painting the peony, she wrote a line of small words next to the peony:

The golden lotus is as slender as the peony and the green is gorgeous, and one look at it makes one's soul melt away.

When Jun Zechen saw her writing, he thought she was going to compose a poem for Peony. It was only after he saw her finish writing that he suddenly realized something was wrong.

His eyes suddenly darkened and his voice became low and hoarse, echoing in her ears.

"What did Yaoyao write?" There was a hint of suppression in his voice.

Jun Zechen had been coveting her for a long time ever since she gave birth to a child, and he was itching to have her. How could this little girl deliberately provoke him?

Su Jingyao turned around and met Jun Zechen's eyes. Her voice was soft and delicate, and her face showed a shy look as if she wanted to speak but was too shy.

"Your Highness, don't you understand?"

There was a hint of provocation in her tone.

Jun Zechen narrowed his eyes slightly, "In this case, Yaoyao, please don't beg for mercy."

Since she was so proactive tonight, why should he suppress himself? He had originally planned to eat her up tonight.

He had thought that since they hadn't been together for such a long time, she would be gentler, but he didn't expect that she would be so inconsiderate to him!

Jun Zechen gently but unquestionably held Su Jingyao onto his lap.

The delicate woman also went with the flow and leaned softly on the man's strong body like a willow swaying in the wind.

"Your Highness, don't..."

Jun Zechen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, chuckled, then slowly picked up the pen and continued to write under her small handwriting:

Two lotus flowers stand side by side, and a branch of peony blossoms.

After finishing writing, he gently put down the pen and gently turned the person over with his hands.

The mysterious and deep eyes as dark as a deep pool were staring closely at her charming and attractive eyes.

"How is my writing?"

Su Jingyao glanced at the drawing paper lightly, and glared at him fiercely with her charming eyes, which seemed to contain both anger and resentment.

He asked whether it was better to write or to do!

"Your Highness should be a person who cherishes flowers."

There was a hint of grievance in Su Jingyao's voice.

The corners of Jun Zechen's mouth slowly raised into a playful smile, which seemed to contain endless meaning.

He did not respond to Su Jingyao. He pinched her slender waist with one hand and picked up the pen again with the other hand.

Dewdrops fell on the peonies, making the peony flowers in the painting look even more beautiful.

His expression was focused and serious.

Then the dragon flew and the phoenix danced on the ground and wrote: Peony in the cold dew, ** talking about Yin.

After he put pen to paper, he looked at Su Jingyao straight and unreservedly with eyes that seemed to have the power to eat people, his eyes were full of passion and amusement.

"The peony flower is already so beautiful and charming, don't I love it enough?"

Jun Zechen's voice has a hint of laziness and evil charm.

After hearing this, Su Jingyao took another look at the words on the drawing paper. Her face instantly flushed like the sunset, and her eyes were as charming as silk, as if they could capture people's souls.

There is no part of her body that she can fully control!

It’s because the man in front of me is too good at “fouling”!

Jun Zechen is worthy of being the male lead, his amazing abilities are indeed astonishing.

Not only could he understand her thoughts in seconds, he could even draw inferences from her and tease her wantonly.

"Your Highness!" Su Jingyao shouted angrily.

Jun Zechen whispered something maliciously in her ear.

Su Jingyao didn't want to understand, but she seemed to understand it vaguely.

Just do it, humph.

Seeing this, Jun Zechen could no longer hold back the impulse in his heart, and leaned over and fiercely kissed her delicate red lips like petals.

How can you be so well behaved!

Su Jingyao responded by holding his face, and the branches outside the window swayed in the wind.

Half an hour later, the vague strength and arrogance on Jun Zechen's body gradually faded away.

Instead, there is a gradually deepening tenderness.

His eyes became extremely gentle, like the warm sunshine in spring, shining directly on Su Jingyao.

He lowered his head slightly, and put his lips gently close to Su Jingyao's ear. His warm breath brushed past her ear, bringing a tingling feeling.

"Yaoyao, I'll write two lines for you. I want to read what you wrote."

His voice was deep and magnetic, with an irresistible charm that made Su Jingyao obey him involuntarily.

Su Jingyao's hands were shaking slightly. She picked up the pen and held it tightly with her slender fingers.

Her eyes fell on the peony flowers in front of her. She had painted willow branches next to the peony flowers, which swayed in the wind as if dancing.

Then, she wrote the following inscription stroke by stroke:

Willow branches are placed gracefully, ** are gently untied, ** and peonies are blooming.

After finishing writing, her face instantly turned red, like a ripe cherry, and then she shyly burrowed into Jun Zechen's arms, not daring to look at him.

Jun Zechen looked at the inscription and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

It is quite appropriate for the scene and complements the painting in front of me.

This painting is his!

Then he hugged Su Jingyao tighter.

This joy is even better and does not disappoint my spring heart.