Xiao Lanhua drank the medicine and Dongfang Qingcang walked to the table and asked, "Are you feeling better today?" "Much better," Xiao Lanhua blinked and looked at his back and replied.
Dongfang Qingcang put the bowl on the table, turned around to look at her and pursed his lips with a smile. "No, no, no, no! I, I'm still a little uncomfortable!" Little Lanhua quickly denied it, and backed away without forgetting to cover herself with the quilt.
But she had retreated to the bedside and couldn't move back. Seeing Dongfang Qingcang approaching her step by step, she turned over and got out of bed from the other side. Dongfang Qingcang used a magic to gently pull, and the little orchid was held by Dongfang Qingcang.
He couldn't move his neck. "Hey, big wood, let go, let me go, uh... um..." He was blocked before he could finish his words.
The kiss this time was different from usual. This time he was eager and passionate, which made her a little unable to resist. Her legs were a little weak, and her body leaned back unconsciously. Dongfang Qingcang held her waist and fixed her in his arms.
When his hand covered her skirt, a nanny's voice came from outside the door, which seemed to be crying like a baby: "Your Majesty, Moon Lord"
Little Orchid pushed Dongfang Qingcang away and said loudly: "Ma, come right away." Dongfang Qingcang frowned and pursed his lips with some lingering thoughts. Little Orchid blushed and went to open the door: "What's wrong?" "Yue Lord,
The young master has been crying uncontrollably today. No matter how much the servants coax him, it doesn't help, so he came to see you and your master." Grandma looked at Ling Xing and sighed.
"What's going on? Isn't he always very good?" Dongfang Qingcang gathered his emotions and came to the door, imitating his mother-in-law and took over Ling Xing.
"The slaves don't know either"
"Mengli, where's Mengli?" Little Orchid looked back.
"Young Master is very obedient. He doesn't cry or make trouble." Another nanny came to Xiao Lanhua with Meng Li in her arms. Xiao Lanhua took Meng Li in her arms.
As a result, an unusually heartwarming scene appeared: Dongfang Qingcang held Ling Xing and learned from the nanny how to hold the child correctly, while Xiao Lanhua held Meng Li and the other nanny and looked at them with a smile...
"I think you missed your father. As soon as you were in your arms, you stopped crying and fussing!" The grandma who was responsible for taking care of Ling Xing looked happy.
Little Orchid walked to Dongfang Qingcang and looked at Ling Xing. Then she looked at Dongfang Qingcang and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Dongfang Qingcang was confused.
"alike"
"like what?"
"Looks like you. Look, Ling Xing's facial features are very similar to yours. When he grows up, he will be just like his father. He will be a man as beautiful as the sky."
Dongfang Qingcang was very happy to hear these few words, but no one noticed that the arrogant and aloof Dongfang Qingcang was actually a daughter slave. After learning how to hold a child correctly, he took Mengli from Xiaolanhua's arms: "
It’s better to be a daughter, quiet and virtuous, just like her mother.” Xiao Lanhua sneered.
"By the way, Lord Moon, my dear Lord will be one month old in five days. I wonder..." One of the nuns said
"Let's do it. Let's hold a big full moon banquet in Jiyue Palace." Dongfang Qingcang looked at Mengli without raising his head, "By the way, please tell Shang Que Xunfeng about this and let them make arrangements."
"yes"
Dongfang Qingcang hugged Mengli and couldn't put it down. The more he looked at it, the more he fell in love with it. "Your Majesty, it's noon, it's time for you to go back." The mama reminded her, and Dongfang Qingcang reluctantly handed Mengli to her.
In grandma's hand.
Watching her grandma leave, Xiao Lanhua returned to the palace table and sat down to pour a glass of water: "It seems that taking care of children is not an easy task. When they are two months old, I must reward the two palace maids."
Little Orchid felt comfortable after drinking a glass of water. As soon as she put down the quilt, she was suddenly suspended in the air.
"Damumu, put me down, what are you doing?"
Dongfang Qingcang didn't say anything but just looked at her and smiled. Although they had been married for ten thousand years, Little Orchid was still a little unaccustomed to Dongfang Qingcang's passion.
In a moment, he was imprisoned under his body. "Damu, I, I, I think..." Before she could finish speaking, she was blocked by a long kiss. He always did this, not giving her a chance to finish her words.
"Stop talking, I've already said it, you can't hide..."