Deeply affectionate

These days, Bai Xijing suddenly felt a little annoyed. It was not that Fang Siyuan was not good to her, but that he suddenly... stopped touching her. Although he still treated her gently, no, even more gentle than before, the more so, the more panicked she became.

One day, when she accidentally saw many beautiful girls throwing silk flowers at Fang Siyuan by the river, she reached the peak. There was no woman around her to ask for advice, so she asked Su Qing to help her invite a woman who knew men's hearts back.

"Madam, although it's a little inappropriate for me to say this, I'm afraid... your husband doesn't care so much about you. If you can't handle it well, I'm afraid that your husband will change his mind soon." Thinking about which woman said to herself, Bai Xijing was inexplicably a little annoyed.

Bai Xijing looked up at herself in her glasses. She was wearing plain clothes all day. Recently, she has become more and more tired, so she has never deliberately paid attention to her dress. Isn't she too unattractive? Realizing this, Bai Xijing quickly called two maids to take out all the clothes newly made a few days ago. It seems that it is necessary to dress up well.

Time passed quickly. In the evening, Fang Siyuan, who had been busy outside for a day, finally returned to the courtyard. However, he suddenly realized that today seemed to be a little different. For example... Bai Xijing did not greet him at the door.

Fang Siyuan frowned slightly and called Su Qing to ask, "What's wrong, madam?" There was a sense of tension between the words.

Su Qing scratched her head with some embarrassment, but she didn't dare to look at Fang Siyuan. She just said, "Madam is fine, but... the prince will know it by himself."

One sentence made Fang Siyuan a little puzzled.

It seemed that he knew that even if he asked Su Qing again, he would not ask anything, so Fang Siyuan strode to their room.

The well-kiled big hand just pushed open the slightly closed door, but saw an oil lamp lit in the room, and the sunset in the west of the house. The whole room was rendered with a layer of dark orange, and Bai Xijing stood in front of him and whispered, "husband."

The voice is soft and slightly coquettish.

She always called him "Siyuan". Listening to her calling herself like this, Fang Siyuan couldn't help but be stunned.

Today's Bai Xijing took off her usual white dress and changed into a Lanyuan blue mist skirt, covered with a thin shadow veil, reflecting the soft light in the room, which looks gentle and beautiful. The already gorgeous face is painted with exquisite makeup and a light smile. Like the rise of the new month, it is the most intoxicating.

"Jing'er?" Fang Siyuan looked at Bai Xijing confusedly.

Bai Xijing just smiled. She walked gently to Fang Siyuan and whispered, "Are you tired? Come and sit down." After saying that, he took Fang Siyuan's soft couch on one side and sat down. After Fang Siyuan sat down, Bai Xijing quickly asked the maid to make tea and brought fruit cakes up, but he beat his back for Fang Siyuan.

Fang Siyuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Xijing's hand that pounded his back and whispered, "Don't beat it." As soon as he said this, he didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that Bai Xijing's hand stiffened.

Something is wrong.

Fang Siyuan looked back at Bai Xijing, but saw a faint layer of water mist in her eyes. When he was about to take a closer look, he saw that the smile had returned to her face, but somehow that smile made him feel a little sad.

"Jinger, what's wrong with you today?" Fang Siyuan pulled Bai Xijing and sat down beside him and asked softly.

Bai Xijing looked at him fixedly, but he didn't know how to open his mouth. Looking at a plate of grapes on the table, he reached out to get it, but before her hand touched the grapes in the plate, Fang Siyuan suddenly reached out and moved the plate of grapes away.

It was such a move that Bai Xijing's grievances for many days finally broke out.

Before he spoke, Bai Xijing's tears fell down first. He seemed to feel a little ashamed of crying, so he turned his head and said leisurely, "It's not what's wrong with me. What's wrong with you, right? If you have anything to say, why not be like this?

"Do you already know?" Fang Siyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Bai Xijing clenched her fists slightly and finally nodded and said, "Yes, I know. Today, Su Qing invited someone back. I asked her, and she told me everything."

Fang Siyuan sighed slightly, stretched out his hand around Bai Xijing's slender waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and whispered, "I didn't want to talk to you for the time being. Now that you already know, I don't intend to hide it from you anymore. Jinger, if you are pregnant, don't be too nervous. Just be calm.

"I knew you had changed your mind... huh? Pregnant?" Bai Xijing didn't realize the meaning of Fang Siyuan's words for a moment, and couldn't help but be stunned. His eyes were wide open and he looked completely stunned.

"What's the change of heart?"

"What pregnancy?"

The two asked at the same time. After they heard each other's questions clearly, the atmosphere between them became a little strange for a while.

After a long time, Fang Siyuan finally realized what had happened and suddenly smiled helplessly: "What have you been thinking about all day?" After saying that, he reached out and rubbed the top of Bai Xijing's hair.

The reason why he hid it from her that she was pregnant was that Xijing had always had fear and shadows for the child after experiencing the pain of losing his son. The doctor said that the first three months were the most important and should not disturb his mood. Then he didn't hide it, but just wanted to slowly relieve her. Just now, he also saw that the grapes were very cold, so he moved away, but he didn't expect to cause such a misunderstanding.

Bai Xijing naturally knew that he had misunderstood Fang Siyuan and couldn't help lowering his head slightly. He made a cute posture of fighting insects. He was a little embarrassed but said as if to hide his shyness, "Who told you didn't tell me, and sometimes you even have to sleep in separate rooms!"

Fang Siyuan blushed when he heard the words, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm afraid I can't control it by your side."

"Are you... shy?" Bai Xijing couldn't help but flirt with him.

"Well, yes, I'm shy." His voice whispered to her, "Jinger, we have children."