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Court Officials Recently, there has been a shocking new discovery.
——It turns out, Your Majesty, can actually smile!
This smile is not the usual forced grin. It is neither a faint smile nor a superficial one, and certainly not a casual smirk. Instead, it is a genuine smile that lights up the eyes and eyebrows with joy.
Moreover, he has also been in a surprisingly better mood, and on rare occasions, he even engages in pleasant conversations with others.
This left the officials feeling quite anxious.
One must understand that when someone who rarely smiles does so occasionally, it signals a significant change!
Furthermore, considering that the Bian Wang had attempted a coup not long ago, one cannot be sure if there are any remnants of that faction causing trouble. If that were the case, Your Majesty's smile would be quite concerning.
After much contemplation, everyone felt that Your Majesty's recent behavior was extremely shocking and required caution. In no time, everyone in the court was on edge, fearing that one wrong word could lead to dire consequences.
This situation lasted for only a short while before news spread from the palace that the Empress was expecting.
The reason it couldn't be made public earlier was due to the early stage of the pregnancy; the fetus was still unstable. Now, it could finally be disclosed to the outside world.
As the officials pondered this carefully, they realized that Your Majesty's occasional display of joy was due to this news.
It is understandable. At Your Majesty's age, most young men would already have children of their own. Now that Your Majesty is expecting his first child, excitement and joy are only natural.
Most of the officials are older than Your Majesty. After coming to this realization, they inexplicably felt a sense of pity for him. Privately, they were happy for him but occasionally expressed sentiments like "He is still a young man."
Under these circumstances, everyone felt much more relaxed and no longer lived in constant fear.
However, just as this shift in emotions began to settle in, Your Majesty's expression changed once again.
On a dark and windy night, after Your Majesty entered the morning court, he had already regained his usual cold demeanor. Upon closer inspection, he appeared even more frigid and stern than before.
The officials stiffened, their hearts filled with apprehension. After careful consideration, they felt deep regret, realizing that they had misjudged the Emperor's intentions. They had been too naive and simplistic in their understanding.
As the Emperor, his actions were bound to have their own significance.
What had happened earlier might have merely been a test, yet they had interpreted the Emperor's feelings through the lens of ordinary people, thinking that he was unable to hide his joy because of the Empress's pregnancy.
This was utterly ridiculous!
How could they possibly fathom the Emperor's thoughts?
Thus, the court returned to a state of unease. Everyone feared that their previous negligence might have led to mistakes or misstatements, and they all sought to perform better now in hopes of alleviating the Emperor's prejudices against them.
Huo Yun'ai was unaware of the officials' convoluted thoughts.
After handling state affairs, he once again descended from the morning court with a cold expression. He was supposed to return to Zhaoyuan Palace to review memorials, but after taking a few steps, he paused, sighed softly, and instead headed to Zhaoning Palace.
Qing Wu had recently become increasingly lethargic due to her pregnancy, and the imperial physician had suggested she rest more. Huo Yun'ai issued a strict order that no one was allowed to wake her early; she should wake up naturally. If there were urgent matters, they could seek Uncle Yu or Dou Mama for assistance.
At this moment, Qing Wu had just woken up and was being attended to by her maidservants. Upon hearing that Huo Yun'ai had arrived, they did not stop him at the door but allowed him to stride into the room.
What Huo Yun'ai saw was his beloved wife looking drowsy with half-closed eyes. Her black hair spread out around her, accentuating her snow-like skin and making her cheeks appear even rosier.
It should be noted that when Qing Wu was awake during her usual hours, due to her status, she often had to maintain an imposing demeanor. Only when she was completely relaxed would her true feminine nature be revealed.
Huo Yun'ai stood still, watching her with increasingly dark eyes. After a moment, he finally waved his hand for the Maids to withdraw completely.
The clothing of the Queen is inherently complicated, and putting it on piece by piece can take up half a day.
Qing Wu was drowsily being assisted in dressing when she suddenly felt that the people around her had gone silent. She wondered to herself, thinking it shouldn't be time to finish dressing yet. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the palace maids had completely disappeared. Besides her, only Huo Yun'ai remained in the room.
She looked down. Good, the outer garment's collar was still open and hadn't been fastened, and the sash was still resting on the bedside table, untouched.
The maids would never intentionally leave the half-dressed Queen unattended and all leave together without a single one remaining. It could only mean that someone had driven them out.
This situation felt wrong.
Qing Wu felt a chill in her heart and suddenly became much more alert. She hurriedly gathered her collar and took a couple of steps toward Huo Yun'ai, "Could something have happened?" Otherwise, why would he have sent everyone away?
Huo Yun'ai shook his head calmly. Then his gaze shifted from her eyes downwards, slowly settling on her neck and collar.
"I'll help you," he said softly. His voice carried an obvious huskiness that stirred one's heart.
It was then that Qing Wu noticed the darkness in his eyes, as if there was a fire burning within. She couldn't help but blush deeply, quickly adjusting her collar and stepping back a few paces, "No need. I can manage myself." With that, she hurriedly tried to dress herself.
But just as she reached for the edge of her garment, her hands were firmly grasped by his large hand.
"I'll do it," Huo Yun'ai said decisively, slowly spreading open her outer garment and smoothing out the edges.
However, it took him too long to smooth out those edges. So long that nearly an entire tea time passed while he remained focused on this task. His eyes never left her neck and chest for even a moment.
Qing Wu began to understand what was happening and abruptly yanked the garment from his hands, turning to run. But after just two steps, she was caught from behind in a firm embrace.
The hardness behind her made her heart race.
Qing Wu hurriedly tried to pry his hand away, "No. No. It will hurt." It would hurt Fellow.
Huo Yun'ai knew this all too well.
As a physician, he understood that the Empress was weak, and the fetus needed to be well protected. Even after three months, care was still necessary.
For this reason, Huo Yun'ai had been staying in Zhaoyuan Palace for several consecutive days without returning to the sleeping quarters. The feeling of only being able to hold her without being able to do anything else was truly unbearable. The closer he was to Qing Wu, the more intense the pain became.
However, today he suddenly changed his mind.
...Even if he could only hold her and not do anything else, it was still better than not being able to hold her at all.
He was young and impetuous; tolerating such things once or twice was one thing, but enduring it for so long was simply unacceptable.
A passionate kiss landed on Qing Wu's neck and ear.
The young man took her hand and moved it downwards, pressing against that spot, "Help me." He whispered softly in her ear, "From now on, will you help me?"
...
When Huo Yun'ai came out of Zhaoning Palace, he was dressed neatly, his expression calm, and the hostility on his face had diminished significantly.
Therefore, when he heard a few palace maids chattering nearby, he did not reprimand them harshly. Instead, he pretended not to hear and leisurely walked outside. Suddenly, he caught the words "Empress," and his steps paused slightly as he paid attention to what they were saying.
"The round belly means it's a girl, right? I think the Empress's belly looks quite round."
"Who knows? The Empress seems to love spicy food lately. Sour for boys and spicy for girls; could it be a princess?"
The chattering continued, and no one noticed the Young Emperor outside the window.
Huo Yun'ai paused to listen for a moment before leaving.
From that day on, he paid particular attention to the girl's clothing and accessories.
Due to the inability to conclude whether it was a girl or a boy, the palace prepared items for both male and female babies.
Although Huo Yun'ai was concerned about both, he was especially strict with the girl's items; anything that was not perfect would not do. Even the slightest flaw required a complete redo.
This situation continued until Qing Wu gave birth.
It wasn't until the midwife brought out the prince, repeatedly congratulating the emperor, that Huo Yun'ai was thoroughly shocked.
Looking at the adorable Fellow wrapped in blankets, the Young Emperor's usual cold demeanor began to falter. His lips were tightly pressed together, and his brows furrowed.
...Where was the delicate and cute princess like his wife?
How did it turn into a son!
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