[Quick Wear] Puhua Fairy is blessed with a long pregnancy

The woman's voice was almost cold, and even though she was kneeling, her back remained straight.

Just like a noble immortal will not break his back even if he falls into the mortal world, just like not everyone can get a smile from a banished immortal.

Kangxi lowered his eyes to look at her. The woman was wearing a pink and white nightgown. The nightgown fit her well, but when she moved slightly, the red spots on her collarbone were exposed. One could imagine how much force the person who left her behind had used.

The man's fingers behind his back caressed her inadvertently, his eyes flickered slightly, and when he moved away, his fingers fell on her jade feet. Perhaps because the ground was cold, she subconsciously curled up slightly.

This shrinkage made the man's eyes dim again, which reminded him of last night, when he had forcefully grasped and put these two white and tender things on the rack.

The woman was very stubborn at the time and even stepped on his chest several times. She also bit him with her teeth many times. There were still many marks on his body. She was unsteady just now, probably because he was too cruel to her last night.

Thinking of last night, his breathing became slightly disordered, his brows furrowed, and he withdrew his thoughts.

"You want to die?"

Kangxi stared at her and repeated it again, but there was no emotion in his voice. She was so attached to Yue Xing'a that she should not be willing to die, but he actually received the message and her last words.

"I want to hear the truth," he said.

Sheng Huan shook her head and nodded again: "The person last night was Your Majesty. I am worried, so I have to die."

"You think so, I am unreasonable." Kangxi's eyes were cold. Even if he was satisfied with last night, he did not reveal it easily. Instead, his voice was cold.

"I dare not, but as a subject, I dare not gamble." She did not dare to gamble whether Kangxi would choose to sacrifice her because of his feelings for the Tongjia Mansion. She was obviously afraid, but she had to make a choice. She kowtowed firmly: "Your Majesty, please have mercy on me as a victim. If I die, please treat my children well."

She didn't trust Longkodo's character, nor did she trust other people in Tongjia Prefecture.

Kangxi looked at her frail body, which seemed like it would fall down with a gust of wind. Her lips, which were so rosy last night, were now extremely pale. He didn't know why, but he felt a little suffocated. He suddenly stepped forward and lifted the woman's chin with his big hand, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes.

"Why do you think that I will treat your children well after you die? What happened to me was in Tongjia's house, and you are not afraid. I will also vent my anger on him."

Sheng Huan was startled when she heard this, her pupils shrank slightly, as if she was not used to a man getting so close to her. Even though she knew that the man in front of her was the emperor, after what happened last night, she did not let herself back down. She looked up into his eyes, her brows hiding her fragility, and she put on a cold armor, asking instead of answering:

"Your Majesty, will you vent your anger on me?"

They were so close that they could even count each other's eyelashes. As their breaths entangled, such a serious occasion seemed like returning to last night.

Kangxi stared at her, his Adam's apple moving slightly: "I don't know, but I know one thing, I don't leave the palace often, maybe I forgot about him."

"Yue Xing'a doesn't look more than five years old, can you bear to leave him?"

He continued slowly: "I'm afraid Yue Xing'a doesn't know that his mother would choose to abandon him. What do you think if I go out and tell him now?"

When Sheng Huan heard this, her eyelashes trembled, and a hint of vulnerability finally revealed itself in her eyes that had managed to remain calm. The cold and beautiful woman's eyes were misty for a moment, but she tried her best to hold back the tears from falling.

At this moment, the clouds that were not stained by dust were troubled by worldly troubles.

Seeing this, Kangxi pressed the corners of her eyes and rubbed them, and tears just filled her eyes and fell. When the corners of her eyes turned red, it was as if she had transformed from an inviolable fairy into a pink peach blossom fairy in an instant. Against her holy face, she looked like a fairy descended from heaven to earth, so beautiful.

His heart moved slightly, and he increased the strength of his hands: "Yesterday I was a victim, and you were also a victim. You suffered more than I did. Why don't you try to beg me before giving up? What if, by some chance, I don't let you die."

"Yue Xing'a is still young, he still needs his mother."

His voice was still calm, but the touch of his fingertips on the woman's face was inexplicably contradictory and ambiguous.

"…Your Majesty, do you mean that we can just pretend that nothing happened?"

The woman was stunned, and looked at him dully, with hope in her eyes.

Seeing this, Kangxi smiled for the first time, let go of her hand, stopped teasing her, and said, "Yesterday was not your fault."

She immediately realized what he meant, and her eyes, which had been as dull as a pool of stagnant water, seemed to flash with light: "Your Highness, I understand what you mean. In the future, I will never mention this to anyone."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your great kindness."

She suddenly became radiant, as if she was injected with vitality, like a withered lotus blooming again, from the inside out.

After that moment of vitality, she was once again covered by her calm coldness, which once again amazed Kangxi.

The jade figure has the demeanor of a beauty at all times, but why doesn't she smile?

Didn’t you smile very gently at Yue Xing’a just now?

Tsk, after Kangxi was stunned, he felt a desire to win. No one had ever treated him like this before. Her eager look to distance herself from him was too glaring. How come they had had close contact yesterday, but she did it without hesitation?

He is the emperor, but he doesn't even smile. Doesn't he deserve her smile?

Therefore, Kangxi was not satisfied, and he approached and pushed the man back step by step until his back was against the bed.

"You're begging me like this?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously.

She was bewildered. How else could she beg if not this? She suddenly realized, or rather deliberately misinterpreted: "Your Majesty, rest assured. I have some dowry with some silver in it. I hope Your Majesty will not mind..." Abandoned.

As she moved, her white and tender little feet were forced to be exposed again, and her round toes were white and cute.

The man's eyes moved, and he bent down slightly. Then, before she finished speaking, he reached out and held her hand domineeringly.

She was shocked and looked at him in surprise, not daring to move.

He glanced at her, as if he had done nothing: "I need your money?"

The man played with it carelessly. It was this thing. He was kicked hard last night. Thinking of it, he couldn't help pinching it. It felt tender and smooth, like tofu. Sure enough, it felt as good as last night, but a little cold.

Then, she felt the little feet in her hand shudder. The woman couldn't help showing surprise and shame in her eyes, but she held back and said nothing.

"Don't seek death again."

He pinched it for a long time, and finally realized what he had done and why he had been doing it for so long. His face turned slightly dark, but he looked indifferent.

He stood up, and resumed his usual dignified demeanor, walking away gracefully. He paused as he thought of something:

"It's cold, remember to wear enough clothes."