Murong Jue walked with a cold and indifferent expression on his stern face, so that everyone who met him on the way became worried and stood on the roadside with their heads lowered to salute him!
Murong Jue ignored him as usual and walked towards Qingcheng's room without stopping.
Now his wish is very simple. He only hopes that Qingcheng can spend every day happily and give birth to the child safely. As for other things... he will take full responsibility for it!
Murong would never let big or small things disturb her heart. As long as she frowned, he would feel nervous because of it!
"Is the princess asleep?" Murong Jue asked the maid who happened to come out of Qingcheng's room. Qingcheng should have fallen asleep at this time.
"Not yet!" the maid replied with her head lowered.
"Go down!" Murong Jue said coldly, pushing the door open and entering the room.
The maid standing at the door raised her head after the door was closed. This beautiful and tender face was no longer the one she had disguised in the water lotus in the early morning, but her bright eyes were exactly the same as the maid's in the morning, pitch black.
His pupils are clear and sharp!
Even though a picture has been changed, the charm that belongs to a person cannot be hidden.
Shui Furong looked sideways at the door, her cold eyes seeming to have penetrated the door and seen everything in the house!
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Murong Jue walked towards her and saw Qingcheng sewing the child's little clothes.
"It's getting colder, so I want to make some thicker clothes for my child!" Qingcheng lowered her head and replied without stopping her movements.
When Shui Furong came in to change the water for her just now, she didn't realize that this person was her mother, so she was in a relatively calm mood at the moment.
"Don't be too tired, take a rest and do it again tomorrow!" Murong Jue reached out to take the satin material in her palm, put the half-sewn clothes in the sewing box, and then wrapped her soft hand with his big palm.
Ti, there is indescribable tenderness in every move!
"I'm afraid it's too late, so let me do it for a while!" Qingcheng was worried that the child would be born in winter, and she wanted to make some small clothes for the child with her own hands.
"It's enough! Okay, let's go back to the bed and rest!" Murong never wanted her to work too hard. She had been in a bad mood in the past few days, which also made her look a little tired.
Qingcheng felt warm in her heart, knowing that he was feeling sorry for her and her children. She looked at his eyes with deep affection, and the corners of her mouth turned up a little. She said nothing more, and obediently let him hold her hand and walk to the couch.
Go.
"Okay, go to sleep, I'll stay with you!" Murong Jue twisted the quilt for her and sat on the edge of the couch and said softly, as if he came here specially just to accompany her, so that she would no longer be confused!
"You should also lie down, it's a bit cold at night!" Qingcheng couldn't bear to let him sit like this all the time. Besides, the temperature dropped at night. Even if the room was warm, lying down was naturally not as comfortable as sitting!
Murong Jue's smile deepened, he raised his hand and stroked her forehead, pushed her bangs to one side, and said, "I'm afraid of hurting you, so be obedient and go to sleep!"
Murong Jue spoke with great affection, and his light words contained great affection.
Even if he hurt himself now, he would never want her to be hurt at all, not even a little bit wronged!
His love for her has reached its final stage, there is no cure, and he doesn't want to be solved...
The color in Qingcheng's eyes flashed again, and her face was filled with colorful glazes!
Murong gave her a doting smile, leaned down and kissed her eyes that had not yet shed tears. His low and hoarse voice was bewitching, and he said, "Don't cry, you will make my heartache even more!"
Qingcheng also smiled, feeling his love for her with her heart!
Today, they love each other deeply. Qingcheng remembers what he said that day: Trust me!
Yes, she believed him, as long as he said it, she would believe it!
Qingcheng closed her eyes with satisfaction. She told herself in her heart that she would not lose this bet!
Murong Jue stayed by her side all the time. After nightfall, the wind outside the house was very loud, and the whistling sound seemed to be telling something, but those sharp roars could not enter this warm and cozy room...
In this cold dark night, there were actually a pair of eyes outside the house that had been looking at this room with lights on. Shui Furong, who was hiding in the dark, was waiting for Murong Jue to leave, but she didn't get her wish until the dead of night!
Murong Jue didn't leave until dawn. At that time, his face looked tired, and it was obvious from a glance that he had spent the night.
Last night, he was worried that the strong night wind would wake Qingcheng who was already sleeping soundly. He thought that she would be scared if she woke up and found that she was the only one left in the house, so he stayed with her until dawn!
He proves this kind of love bit by bit with his own actions. There are not too many fancy vows, only deep-rooted affection in it, which makes Qingcheng feel it very clearly!
Shui Furong, who stayed outside the house, could not wait patiently. After she left, she left the palace. She had to find an opportunity to take Qingcheng away, and she also wanted to let her daughter see the truth clearly!
Naturally, Qingcheng wouldn't know about Shui Fu Rong's departure. Right now, she was sewing the small clothes that she had not finished sewing last night, and Murong Jue was still resting in his room, which was a rare sight.
Qingcheng didn't bother him. Everyone was exhausted physically and mentally in the past few days. She wished he could sleep a little longer!
"Princess, please take a rest. You have been embroidering for a long time!" The maid brought in a cup of steaming fragrant tea for her and said even more thoughtfully.
"Well, is the prince up?" Qingcheng replied with a smile, put down the acupuncture in her hand and raised her eyebrows.
"Not yet. His Highness the Fifth Prince also came to see the prince just now, but he learned that the prince had returned home before he even got up!" the maid replied slowly while packing up the needlework on the table.
"Did he leave without saying anything?" Qingcheng asked casually, thinking that Murong Zhan came to Murong Jue for something.
"No, but the fifth prince also asked his servant to greet the princess on his behalf and ask you to pay attention to rest!" The maid said truthfully. After packing everything, she stood aside respectfully and waited for Qingcheng's instructions.
"Really?" Qingcheng murmured. She got up and started sewing clothes this morning. Her eyes were a little tired and her waist was a little sore from sitting all the time!
"I'll lie down for a while. If the prince wakes up and wants to leave the palace, do you remember to let him eat something to warm his stomach?" Qingcheng stood up with one hand on the edge of the table and held her bulging belly with the other.
"Yes!" The maid stepped forward to help her and helped her into the inner room to rest.'
[Today I will try my best to write about the butterfly. Thank you to all those who have stayed with me these days! The number of tickets is a bit low. I have to work hard today~~]