The moment her lips touched, Mu Siyan no longer resisted as before, she slowly raised her hand and stroked Chen Jingsui's back, a moment of warmth made her heart beat faster, the two gasped and looked at each other, Chen Jingsui rubbed the tip of her nose against her skin, and whispered softly: Lord.

She leaned on Chen Jingsui's arms, and seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, she hesitated: "Lord Wang, the third day of the next lunar month is the birthday of King Beihuai, do you see the birthday gift?" ”

"Yan'er, Uncle Thirteen likes hunting the most, this king has ordered someone to prepare a good bow and horse, you don't have to think about it." Chen Jingsui let go of his hand and looked at Mu Siyan gently, looking at each other, full of tenderness.

Mu Siyan smiled, leaned sideways into his arms, and quietly looked at the petals falling in the distance.

【3rd year of junior high school】

Mu Siyan opened her eyes, her vision was blurred, and she looked around hard: "What's wrong with me?" There was an urgent shout: "Miss, Miss, Lord, Miss is awake." ”

"Imperial Doctor, pass on the Imperial Doctor."

She blinked tiredly, as if she saw Chen Jingsui's blurred edges, and a dry voice sounded in her ears: "Yan'er, wake up quickly, don't sleep yet." Xingji, why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet, send someone to the medical department to urge! ”

The house was in a mess, the maids were in a hurry, Mu Siyan opened her eyes again, her vision gradually became clear, she struggled to get up, she only felt weak, she saw Chen Jingsui staring at herself with a nervous face: Didn't I go to the birthday banquet of King Beihuai, why did I feel here, why did I feel sore?

She asked weakly, "Lord Wang, what's wrong with me?" ”

"Yan'er, it's good to wake up, you just rolled down the stairs steadily, unconscious, which really scared the king." Seeing Chen Jingsui's happy appearance like a child, Mu Siyan reached out and wanted to touch his cheek, but she didn't want to be held tightly, and heard vaguely: "Yan'er, where do you still feel uncomfortable, don't bear it, tell this king." ”

"Lord Wang, the imperial doctor is here."

"Quick!"

Mu Siyan saw a little old man kneeling on the edge of the bed, helping her check her pulse, she looked at the bronze mirror in the distance, but her brain was running fast, and all the pictures could be connected together, but she didn't remember how she rolled down the stairs, and she seemed to see a figure before she fell into a coma.

"Imperial Doctor Meng, how is Yan'er's injury?"

"Lord, Princess An's injuries are fine, you can rest for a few days, but?" He bowed his hand and said with a smile: "The old minister congratulates the prince, and Princess An is happy." ”

"What? Pregnant. Chen Jingsui came to the couch excitedly, and smiled: "Yan'er, did you hear it, you are happy, we, we have children." ”

As soon as the words fell, He'er led the maids to kneel on the ground, and said in unison: "Slaves and maids (slaves, etc.) congratulate His Royal Highness King An, congratulations to Princess Xi!" ”

"Excuse me, reward."

Mu Siyan leaned on his arms, Lian'er took everyone quietly away, and only the two of them were left in the huge dormitory, quietly, she saw Chen Jingsui lying on her stomach carefully, full of joy, and said softly: "Yan'er, I just saw you fainting, I was really panicked." ”

"Lord Wang?" Mu Siyan smiled and stroked his cheek.

"Thankfully, you're fine."

Mu Siyan saw him sit up suddenly, holding his hand tightly, his heart melted at once, leaned into his arms, quietly listened to his heartbeat, and deliberately diverted the topic: "Lord Wang, do you like boys or girls?" ”

"Actually, boys and girls are the same, and this king only hopes that your mother and son can be safe now." He hugged Mu Siyan tightly, greedily sucked her fragrance, and whispered nervously: Yan'er.

In the era of 'patriarchy', Chen Jingsui's words undoubtedly outweighed other sweet words, Mu Siyan silently snuggled in his arms, a warmth hit his heart, but the figure flashed in his mind from time to time, frowning slightly, and muttering to himself: Who is she?