August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the palace will hold a banquet in the Taihe Palace. This year is no exception.

Qing Cang naturally wants to go to the Taihe Palace, otherwise those women won't be going to sing a one-man show

Because I was sick to the outside world, I followed the children to celebrate the festival in Kunning Palace.

Fang had dinner and barely ate a reunion cake. Before I could enjoy the moon with my children, I went back to the house under the pretext that I was tired.

Everyone thought I was going to give birth in September. But only I and Dr. Luo know that the day of my birth is around the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So far, my stomach hasn't moved. But I still have to wait carefully, and there must be no mistakes. Instead of sitting for a long time to admire the moon, it is better to lie on the couch.

Imperial Physician Luo once said that this woman's delivery varies from person to person, sometimes a few days earlier and sometimes a few days later. I don't ask for anything to be on the side now, I just want the child in my womb to come out a little later, and to arouse a little less suspicion.

But I made thousands of calculations, but I only missed Murong Yichen

Yes, if I knew he was waiting in my room, how could I choose to go back?

"Why, the queen mother was surprised to see me" Murong Yichen jumped down from the beam of the room, looking at my gaze with interest.

I subconsciously took a step back, my body trembling a little, "Why are you here?"

When Murong Yichen heard this, his face was graceful, "I miss you, so I came." ”

"Murong Yichen," I whispered, shouting angrily.

Seeing me like this, Murong Yichen sneered, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of family reunion, and now my child is about to be born, what, as a father, shouldn't I come to take a look?"

"What kind of child" I hurriedly raised my hand to cover my stomach and said hurriedly, "What nonsense are you talking about"

"Am I really talking nonsense" Murong Yichen stared at my stomach and approached me step by step, "If I'm talking nonsense, what are you nervous about?"

After that, Murong Yichen smiled again, "Qing'er, you say, is this child born more like me, or like you?"

It's crazy

I didn't answer Murong Yichen's question, I just kept shaking my head and retreated, "You go quickly, today is fifteen, according to the rules of the palace, Qingcang will come over later." ”

"It's just right that he's here," Murong Yichen was unmoved by this, "I happen to be able to ask him for advice on how to be a good father." ”

After that, he flashed past me, and the whole person lay on my couch, "We were on the ground that day, although there was a carpet, it was still **, where is it more comfortable than this soft collapse?"

After speaking, he turned over and said to me, "It's better to try it on the soft collapse today."

My body shook, and I clenched my fists, "Murong Yichen, you bastard"

"Fortunately, you are pregnant, and I didn't touch you." Murong Yichen didn't listen to my words at all, but sniffed my silk quilt to himself, and said, "So I can still tolerate the smell of you alone on this couch." ”

After saying that, he opened his hands to me, "Qing'er, I think, you should miss me very much."

I never knew how to treat Murong Yichen, and now, it's the same.

Except for a few pale words, I am not Murong Yichen's opponent at all, "Do you really want to embarrass me so much?"

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