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

The noise in the house didn't stop until late at night.

Liang Jiugong looked up at the sky and instantly noticed Feng Hua who had been keeping her head down. Her ears were now burning red.

Feng Hua didn't notice that Liang Jiugong was looking at her. She never expected that the Emperor would be so energetic. This was the first time she heard such intense bed noises. When she thought about who the lady inside was, her heart began to pound.

Eunuch Li saw Master looking at the sky with a strange look on his face. Having followed Master for so many years, he still knew Master a little bit. Moreover, he was also anxious. So, he walked forward carefully and said, "Master, it's getting late. Do you think you can remind His Majesty?"

Liang Jiugong thought so too. His Majesty was happy now, but what should he do if he didn't sleep well, got up late or was not energetic during the day? He thought for a while, risking the wrath of others, and leaned close to the door. He had no choice. After all, he was the eunuch. If he didn't go to hell, who would?

He had to bite the bullet and report the time to the emperor in the room. After preparing himself mentally, he finally spoke:

"...Your Majesty, it's almost time for the ugly hour..."

The room was suddenly quiet, but there was no answer. After a while, the noise became louder, crackling like a downpour.

Liang Jiugong seemed to understand something. He lowered his head awkwardly and looked at his disciple's puzzled eyes. He couldn't help but cough lightly, and his ears felt slightly hot.

Sure enough, after about a cup of tea, Kangxi's voice finally came from inside.

Satisfactory, hoarse, magnetic.

"Come in."

Hearing this, Liang Jiugong pushed the door open and walked in. A strong smell hit him in the face. Just like before, he did not show it on his face. When he walked in, he found clothes scattered on the ground. Green pajamas and black brocade robes were mixed together. Among them, a green purse that was squeezed out of shape was not conspicuous.

He raised his head slightly, quickly glanced at Kangxi, who was still lying on the bed and whose figure could not be seen clearly because of the gauze curtain, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Your Highness, the hot water is ready..."

"Change."

Kangxi nodded, stood up, and his eyes fell vaguely on the woman who was finally "defeated" on the bed. The woman had fallen into a coma, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were plump and swollen, like the finest rose.

He stretched out his hand, lifted the veil, came out, and when he stood up slightly, he felt tingling and numbness in many parts of his body, but he did not care. Instead, his eyes and eyebrows revealed a bit of comfort.

Liang Jiugong didn't know how Kangxi was doing now, but when he was helping Kangxi take a bath, he discovered that the marks on His Majesty's body were more and heavier than the first time.

Even his lip was bitten.

He hissed in his heart but didn't dare to say anything.

This lady is really too bold. She has made His Majesty like this again.

He carefully glanced at Kangxi who was resting with his eyes closed in the bathtub, and was even more surprised when he saw that he had a satisfied look on his face, with the corners of his lips even slightly upturned. Could it be that this was the type of beauty that His Majesty liked?

Just as he was thinking about it, Kangxi suddenly opened his eyes, put his strong arms on the edge of the bathtub, and casually ordered:

"This time, let the palace maids watch her carefully. Don't let me see anything that shouldn't be around her again."

"Whoo."

Liang Jiugong's brain suddenly jumped, and he obviously realized a new problem. This time, the Emperor would not give the medicine, and even wanted to block the lady's own channel to find the contraceptive medicine.

What happened last night? Wasn't His Majesty very angry when he came here? Why is he so angry now?

Thinking of this, Liang Jiugong secretly noted down the days and specific times when his wife would sleep with him.

He thought Kangxi would not speak again, but unexpectedly, he heard the man's voice again.

"Give orders to ensure that she does not suffer any injustice in Tongjia Mansion."

The heat rose, creating mist that covered the man's eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see clearly for a moment.

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When Kangxi went to take a bath, Sheng Huan was also wiped clean in his sleep.

This was not the first time Fengqi and Fenghua had done this, but they still felt a little uncomfortable.

Why were the sex between His Majesty and the Young Lady different from what they had imagined? Why were the only two times so intense?

I've never heard of concubines sleeping with their emperor like this before.

Sheng Huan had no idea what they were thinking and had fallen into a deep sleep.

When the sun rose, Sheng Huan still hadn't woken up. After all, he had exercised too late last night and was sleeping soundly.

The servants who knew about it did not disturb her, but Yue Xing'a didn't know. He only knew that his mother woke up at about this time every day. Now she hadn't woken up yet, so he thought she was sick again like before.

The short legs waved as he rushed into the inner room.

"Hey, young master, the young lady didn't sleep well last night. She had insomnia and went to bed in the second half of the night. She is sleeping soundly now." Feng Qi quickly hugged Yue Xing'a and explained eloquently, "Young master, can we let the young lady sleep for a while?"

"Okay." Yue Xing'a was a little dissatisfied when he heard this. His face wrinkled and he said worriedly, "Why can't mother sleep well? Is she sick?"

"Nothing, don't worry, young master. The young lady just read for a long time last night." Feng Qi spoke more and more fluently, as steady as a rock: "Young master, go have breakfast first, the young lady will wake up later."

She said casually, "Yesterday, the young lady praised the young master's handwriting, which is much better than before."

"Huh? Really!" The little guy was so excited when he heard that and nodded heavily. While eating, he was still thinking about practicing calligraphy. When his mother woke up and saw what he had written, she would definitely be very happy.

Feng Qi felt relieved when he saw that he had persuaded Yue Xing'a.

Not long after Yue Xing'a had breakfast and went to the study, Aunt Zhao, who was beside Madam Tong Jia, came again.

"Miss Rong, go in and tell the young mistress that she wants to see you."

When Aunt Zhao saw that it was Fengqi, she behaved a lot better. After all, Fengqi had just slapped her yesterday, so she had to behave herself, otherwise it would seem that she was not in the right. Unexpectedly, Fengqi made a bitter face:

"Mammy, it's not that I don't want to go in, but the young mistress suddenly had a headache last night and was sick, so she couldn't get up for a while."

Nanny Zhao didn't believe it. Just as she was about to say something, she saw the door open and Feng Hua led the old doctor out. Feng Qi's eyes lit up and he hurried forward: "Doctor, how is our young lady?"

Nanny Zhao stared at the doctor, thinking about Feng Qi's words.

The doctor shook his head, his face solemn: "Young Madam's pulse is weak, she needs to take some medicine to regulate her condition." He paused, then said hesitantly: "Excuse me, young lady, has your young Madam ever had any injury on her forehead before?"

"This..." Feng Qi seemed to have something to hide after hearing this.

"Yes!" Zhu Yu cried, "The young master has been here before, and Aunt Zhao knows about it. At that time..."

Upon hearing this, everyone subconsciously looked at Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao was frightened by the looks of everyone, and in an instant, she remembered the last time the young master came to Wutong Courtyard. It was said that the house in Wutong Courtyard was full of porcelain bottles smashed by the young master, and the young mistress fell ill that day.

Facing the condemning looks of the crowd.

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She was worried that what they said would be known to the doctor. After all, family disgrace should not be made public. If the lady knew that she did not stop it even when she was there, she might blame her and take revenge on her. She could only wait until next time.

Don't worry. Madam is already dissatisfied with the young lady. It is only a matter of time before the young lady is taught a lesson. Can it be possible that the young lady will remain sick forever?

So, she interrupted Zhu Yu with a serious face:

"Since the young lady is ill, the doctor should take good care of her. I will go and report to the lady now."

After saying that, leave.

Seeing Madam Zhao fleeing away, no one in Wutong Courtyard felt happy.

If they hadn't been concerned about the Emperor's identity being exposed, they wouldn't have used such a subtle tactic.

Feng Qi turned his gaze back to Zhu Yu. This maid was quite smart. Although she had excluded them in the past, she was very loyal to the young mistress. Even if she didn't know the specific situation, she could still cooperate with them.