Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 548 The Moon Represents My Heart

Tang Huanxi blinked those bright eyes with a dazed and innocent expression.

But this kind of expression can most arouse Xiao Baorui's heart that was already ready to move.

"My lady, I love you." Xiao Baorui suddenly looked into her eyes and said sincerely, "I love you, Tang Huanxi."

The corners of her lips slowly curled into an obvious curve, Tang Huanxi smiled softly, and quickly kissed the man's face.

"My lady...you should rest early, I'll go out first." The man in his arms had such gentle eyes that Xiao Baorui felt that he was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't continue to calm down...

So he decided to go out and take a cold shower by himself to refresh himself.

Tang Huanxi took a deep look at him, and then showed a sweet smile.

They finally looked forward to this child, and they couldn't hurt the little guy because of impulsiveness.

"My lady—" Xiao Baorui pressed his forehead to hers, his eyes were gentle and affectionate.

"Xiao Baorui, do you want to hear me sing?"

"Okay," Xiao Baorui nodded immediately, "What song does the lady want to sing?"

"There is a love song called The Moon Represents My Heart. I will sing it to you, but you have to learn it carefully! I will wait for you to sing it to me in the future!" Tang Huanxi squinted her eyes and leaned into his arms. The comfort of the face.

"Okay, my lady will sing it to me first, and I will learn it seriously."

You ask me how deeply I love you, and how much I love you?

My love is true, and my love is true.

the moon represents my heart……

A light kiss
already touched my heart

a deep love
Teach me to miss now

You ask me how much I love you...

After Tang Huanxi finished singing the song, she raised her eyes to look at Xiao Baorui, his eyes were already red at that time.

"Xiao Baorui, why are your eyes red?"

"Silly lady," Xiao Baorui couldn't hold back his heart anymore, and kissed her deeply.

Tang Huanxi gently closed her eyes, immersed in this long and gentle kiss.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Huanxi closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep——

Seeing her peaceful and sweet sleeping face, Xiao Baorui slowly raised the corners of his lips, stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, there was a patter of rain outside the window.

Tang Huanxi lifted the quilt and couldn't help sneezing!
"Miss," Xiao Baorui, who happened to push the door open, rushed up to her nervously, and touched her forehead with his backhand, "Miss, are you catching a cold?"

"Xiao Baorui, don't be so nervous. I'm fine, but my nose is a little itchy!" Tang Huanxi shrugged helplessly, and explained with a wry smile, "Xiao Baorui, is it raining outside?"

"Yes," Xiao Baorui nodded, and continued to tidy up the bed.

"Xiao Baorui, I seem to be a little hungry!" Tang Huanxi looked at him with a bit of coquettish tone, "I want to eat the egg noodles you made."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

"I'll go with you!" Tang Huanxi immediately got up from the bed, finished washing up quickly, and followed Xiao Baorui like a small tail, and the two went to the kitchen together.

Seeing the vegetables on the ground, Tang Huanxi couldn't help but whet his appetite.

"How about we have fried noodles with eggs?"

"Egg fried noodles?"

"Well, I'll make it for you to try."

Tang Huanxi rolled up her sleeves and started making noodles.

The method of fried noodles with eggs is not difficult, but it is not simple. You need to boil the rolled noodles first, then boil the oil, start to scramble the eggs, then put the fried noodles, and finally pour some soy sauce when it comes out of the pan, the aroma is instant It overflowed.

"Try it?"

Xiao Baorui nodded hurriedly, and finally ate up all the fried noodles in admiration.

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In the misty long alley, Xiao Baorui held an oil-paper umbrella, and with the other arm, he held his wife firmly in his arms.

It was drizzling, and the rain wetted half of his shoulders, but he didn't feel cold at all.

"Xiao Baorui, have you noticed that a rainy day is really beautiful." Tang Huanxi looked at the long alley covered by mist and rain, his eyes were full of appreciation, "but the most beautiful thing is not a rainy day, but the most beautiful thing is to stand shoulder to shoulder with you Walking in the drizzle with an oil-paper umbrella, the surroundings are silent, and even my own heart gradually calms down."

"Miss, for me, the most beautiful scenery is the bright smile on your face." Xiao Baorui suddenly handed her the oil-paper umbrella, looked into her eyes and said softly, "Miss, there are still two blocks to go. Why don't I carry you behind my back?"

Although the rain was not heavy, there were inevitably some potholes on the road. Xiao Baorui was worried that Tang Huanxi's embroidered shoes would be wet by the rain.

As the saying goes, the cold starts from the feet, if he is negligent and causes the lady to catch the cold, then he will be to blame for death!
"it is good……"

Song House.

During this period of time, Yang Yanqiu began to have morning sickness. She often didn't think about food and tea, and retched from time to time.

Her confidant maid, Qiushuang, looked at her like this, anxious every day like an ant on a hot pot.

"Madam, why don't you eat more, you didn't eat much yesterday, your lord has ordered your servant, no matter what, this servant will persuade you to eat this bowl of bird's nest porridge today..." Qiu Shuang looked at the The bowl of bird's nest porridge on the table, said anxiously.

"Qiu Shuang, I really can't eat...vomit..." Yang Yanqiu looked at her with a bitter face and aggrieved.

She was really hungry, but she couldn't eat anything, even her favorite bird's nest porridge, she barely took a bite, and when she wanted to take a second bite, she started to feel nauseous .

"Why don't I go and make you some sweet and sour preserved fruit, and see if I can appetize you?" Qiushuang, who was in a hurry, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, patted her head and said, "Ma'am, you are waiting for your servant." , servant girl, this is going to the kitchen to have a look!"

"Okay!" Yang Yanqiu pursed her lips and nodded obediently.

When Tang Huanxi came in, she saw such a scene.

"Sister Yanqiu, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you, why do you look so wronged?" Tang Huanxi hurried to her side and asked with concern.

"I...I'm fine, I just can't eat...vomit..." Yang Yanqiu couldn't help but started to vomit again just as he was about to explain.

Tang Huanxi immediately took out a pack of plums from her bosom, took out one and handed it to her lips.

The sweet and sour taste made Yang Yanqiu's eyes shine!
This taste is very good!

"Huanxi, is there any more?" Yang Yanqiu quickly solved a plum, and Yang Yanqiu felt much more comfortable, not as nauseous as before.

"Sister, let me treat you to fish in sour soup." Tang Huanxi smiled slightly, and dragged Yang Yanqiu to the kitchen involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)