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Chapter 63

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    Yu Nuan was pregnant, and she was treated with the utmost care like stars and moons. Even Duke Zhong, who was entertaining the male guests to drink and chat, put down his social affairs and came to see his daughter in the main courtyard.

    Duke Zhong, the father, is really hard to describe.

    It is said that he is unqualified, but in fact he has nothing to do with it. He has no romantic affairs outside, and his house is also very clean. He has guarded Nanhua Princess all his life. His sons and daughters are weak. His daughter is weak and sick.  He didn't return home until he was a young man.

    He never complained about any of this.  In the end, no matter whether it was because of his lack of ambition, being left alone by the emperor, or his family being weak, it was all due to his marriage to the Princess Nanhua, the only daughter whom the King of Southwest loved very much.

    However, in fact, Duke Zhong does not complain, at least he has always been obedient to Princess Nanhua on the surface. Although there are a lot of broken opinions, and his eyes are sometimes sesame seeds, he is actually a person with no bad intentions.  It is very satisfying to keep poetry, calligraphy and painting.

    However, the fact that his daughter was pregnant really brought him a great surprise.

    When Yu Nuan was not pregnant, Duke Zhong didn't even remember it.

    But when she was pregnant, Duke Zhong showed more joy than Princess Nanhua, with a drunken and flushed old face grinning from ear to ear, although his mouth was still not soft, but Ren  Everyone could see that he was full of joy.

    When he came to his senses, Princess Nanhua pushed him with the back of his hand, frowned and said, "You're talking, I told my son-in-law, and I need you to draw up a few words for reference when we name the child."

    Even if this child is not surnamed Yu, he is still the third generation of the family, so naturally he has to be careful in every possible way.

    It can be said that even if Yu Chenglang has a big fat grandson later, it may not be as highly anticipated as his sister's child.

    Duke Zhong hasn't hugged his own child for more than ten years. He loved flirting when he was young. Although Nanhua County supervised him to be honest, he didn't take much part in the growth of his children.  What a shame?

    The result of this is that the son and daughter are not very close to him when they grow up.

    But grandchildren and granddaughters are different, you can cultivate feelings from an early age!

    Moreover, the lady said, the name can also be used as a reference for him.

    Hehe, for reference.

    That must be named by him himself, needless to say?

    To be honest, no matter how you look at it, the son-in-law will be obedient to Ah Nuan. After all, he has no status or power, so what's wrong with asking his father-in-law to name him?

    Not only did he name it, but he also had to take care of his good grandson every day, hum.

    However, this kind of joy and complacency did not last long.

    In the evening, the guests dispersed, and the family sat in the flower hall to eat.

    ? Duke Zhongguo was enjoying the wine, and he was chatting with his daughter to enhance his relationship, but Yu Nuan only smiled and dealt with it. In fact, there were all kinds of fluffy balls wrapped around his head, and the blank space was messy.

    Ah Nuan and her husband have been silent since they took their seats, it's not that the Duke of Zhongguo has prejudice against his son-in-law and deliberately left him out.

    His Majesty didn't say a word throughout the whole process, just because he didn't think Duke Zhong's words had any meaning.

    There is no point in the long speech, and there is a smug look on his face.

    It is exactly the same as the memorial written by Duke Zhongguo.

    Qi Hanshi listened casually, and gave his little wife a chopstick full of celery.

    If she was not forced to eat, the little girl would have a dazed expression, pretending she hadn't seen these vegetarian dishes, and kept her head buried innocently.

    Today's little girl can't be forced.

    Zhong Guozheng talked about the matter of enlightening his grandson in the future, and politely asked his son-in-law for his opinion, but he glanced at it and suddenly saw that the son-in-law was wearing a white jade finger wrench carved with dragon patterns on the hand where he was serving his daughter vegetables.

    The texture of white jade is smooth and delicate, the dragon pattern is sharp and sharp, and the carving lines are smooth and neat. When they are combined together, they have a calm and restrained sense of coldness.

    Although the materials used are simple and not fancy, both jade seeds and carving knives are rare in the world.

    To put it bluntly, it is unlikely that there will be fakes.

    Just compared with imitation fakes, they are extremely rare.

    The most important thing is that no one dares to wear it out.

    Duke Zhong woke up suddenly, staring at his son-in-law's hand in a daze, with two fingers hanging from the silver bell-and-bell orchid jug, his face was dazed but he didn't know it.

    Princess Nanhua doesn't understand this. Although she is a princess, she has never met anyone she shouldn't meet.

    onep; But the little girl's hands are still restless, what's the matter subconsciously pinching the back of her husband's neck?

    Just girl, your nails look pretty, don't they?  Your Majesty is also a body of flesh and blood, this pinch, not to mention whether it hurts or not, do you want to go to court this morning?  Are you facing the girl with your fingernails printed on it?

    His Majesty actually let her cling to each other, and while taking it calmly, his arms were very steady, and he whispered something in her ear, as if asking for her opinion.

    But Yu Nuan couldn't listen, and hummed coquettishly, very impatiently, causing the man to curl his lips slightly.

    Yu Chenglang waited to see again, but his sister-in-law glanced at him indifferently So Yu Chenglang quickly withdrew his remaining curiosity, bowed his head silently and went back to the house to rest.

    Candles were still burning in the boudoir, and she walked into the room from the slightly dark and dim corridor for a while, she opened her eyes with some discomfort, buried her head in his arms, and continued to be half asleep and half awake in a daze.

    Soon, the candle was half extinguished, and Yu Nuan felt at ease and comfortable.

    Actually, speaking of it, they haven't seen each other for over a month.

    The emperor wanted to air her out on purpose, and she might not be willing to bow her head, but she was able to take care of herself, her heart seemed to hold a cup of warm tea, and she seemed to be wandering around, even in the past days when she hadn't seen each other, she didn't feel tormented.

    Goodbye, there is no meaning of being unfamiliar.

    This is a strange and beautiful feeling that grows secretly, and it is silent beyond a thousand words.

    Yu Nuan was terribly sleepy, the skirt she was wearing was very loose, so when she was clinging to the man's arms and laying on the bed, the snow-white chest was exposed.

    Her chest is very tender, not very plump.

    To be honest, for a mature man with a fresh blood, it is not enough.

    In terms of the most primitive desires, he prefers a plump and hot figure, a waist as thin as a willow, and a soft chest.  I mean, I will serve the woman who pleases me.

    That was the emperor's most frank and direct appeal to desire.

    However, even so, Yu Nuan's existence largely corrected His Majesty's preference for women.

    Naturally, it cannot be said that it is correct.

    It is not wrong for him to like young ladies with big breasts.

    It just so happened that the little girl he loved so dearly was a short girl with a flat chest.

    At the same time, it is helpless, and after a long time, men can also appreciate her beauty strangely.

    Delicate and delicate, like a luxurious and expensive doll, no matter its appearance or figure, it is so pure and noble that people can't bear to toss about it.

    Naturally, no matter how reluctant she was, she hugged the dragon bed and tossed about.

    However, no matter how appreciative she is, she is still a pregnant woman, and she is also a delicate and frail pregnant woman.

    So Yu Nuan was stripped of her clothes one by one. The man's strength and movements were just right, and he didn't touch the rest of the body. He took off her skirt and small clothes, and wrung the fine Gebu cloth for her from top to bottom.  Wipe yourself.  His movements were slow and gentle, as if he was wiping precious and delicate ornaments, without any male desire.

    Yu Nuan was lying on the bed at this time, already dead asleep, with the corners of her lips curled up, she looked like a cute little fairy.

    Of course, if she wakes up, it won't look like much. There is no little fairy who dominates all day long like a little fairy who makes people gnash their teeth and loves to hate.

    She was fast asleep, and after the man wiped her body, he was about to tie a green ice silk apron on her.

    The big hand paused slightly, but slowly stroked her lower abdomen, it was a very light caress.  The man's black eyes were dark, and his thoughts were unknowable.

    Yu Nuan twisted her waist, subconsciously waved his hand away, and the soft hand of her little wife subconsciously covered her still flat belly and touched him.

    For a moment, his brows drooped, but he didn't retract his palm.

    She muttered softly: "baobao."

    When Qi Han wanted to cover her with a quilt, he heard Yu Nuan wriggling his lips and said delicately: "I still treasurebao."

    He fell silent.

    There was silence for a while.

    After a cup of tea, the man put the towel aside casually, worked tirelessly to cover Yu Nuan with the quilt, and brushed away her messy hair.

    The candlelight flickered in front of the window, slowly returning to silence, and the room became dark and quiet, with only the sound of deep and gentle breathing.

    The man's black boots stepped out of the room, and the corners of the sandalwood robe fluttered slightly. He was especially solemn in the dark, but his steps were slow and regular, with a hint of carelessness.

    Duke Zhong has been waiting outside for a long time.

    Seeing his daughter's husband, he hesitated for a while, took a deep breath, but didn't dare to hesitate any longer, gritted his teeth and plopped down on his knees.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com); Seeing his daughter's husband, he hesitated for a while, took a deep breath, but didn't dare to hesitate any longer, gritted his teeth and fell to his knees.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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