Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 667: The First Time the Empress’s Voice Sounded So Pleasant (2)

"How long do you plan on following me around? I’m past the dangerous period already; I really don’t understand you," Feng Xuxu glanced at him and pouted.

Dugu Chen just gave a silly smile, "Just because the dangerous period is over doesn’t mean there’s no danger. When you were pregnant with Qiqi and Yueyue, I wasn’t by your side. That’s a regret in my life. Now that I have this chance to make up for past regrets, of course, I won’t let the opportunity slip by," he said, speaking as though it was the most natural thing in the world.

Feng Xuxu knew she had heard this too many times recently and waved her hand dismissively, "If you want to follow, then follow. I can’t be bothered with you. It’s been eight hundred years, and you’re still holding on to it."

"For me, it’s as though it just happened," he shook his head, not agreeing with his wife’s words.

As they walked on, she felt a thin layer of sweat all over her body, and her undershirt was damp. Looking up at the clear sky, her brows arched. It was May now, and the rainy season was approaching. She wondered how the construction of the reservoir was going.

As if sensing his wife’s thoughts, he tightened his grip on her hand slightly, "Don’t worry, it’s almost finished. It will be completed before the rainy season starts." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Admiration shone in Feng Xuxu’s eyes; her husband was in perfect tune with her, as always.

"Wife, the spies have reported that Luo Huang is already on his way here. He’ll probably arrive in the Capital City in a few days," he said.

Feng Xuxu looked at him in astonishment, "What is he coming for?"

"We’re still unclear about the purpose of his visit."

Feng Xuxu raised an eyebrow, reminded of the cousin in the Prime Minister Residence. Before her thoughts could wander further, she smiled and said, "Let the soldiers meet his force if he comes with ill intentions. When he arrives, won’t we know his purpose then?"

"Let’s not worry about him for now. Wife, it’s getting hotter. Let’s head back," he said, noting the flush on his wife’s face. Fearing that she might suffer from the heat, he preferred taking her back. They could always come out again once it cooled down.

Feng Xuxu looked at the sun. It was only past the hour of Si (9-11 AM). In modern times, that would have barely been past nine in the morning, and already the sun was scorching. If this were summer, how would they cope? Sighing, she looked at the long path they had already covered. With her brows furrowed, she looked up at the man beside her and batted her eyelids, "Hubby, I can’t walk anymore. I want to be carried."

Dugu Chen was momentarily stunned, then burst into hearty laughter and scooped her up in his arms horizontally, "At your service."

Clasping around his neck, she hummed contently inside. There were benefits to having a companion; here she had a ’private car’ at her disposal to carry her around for free.

Every evening, Qiqi and Yueyue would come by to chat with their mother and the brother or sister in her belly. Ever since learning they were going to be an older brother and sister, these two little ones had become much more composed than before. They hadn’t fallen behind in their studies or martial arts training. However, Yueyue still spent her spare time researching her poisons, and fortunately, she had made significant progress. Once the teacher learned of the princess’s hobby, he collected many books on medicine-making and alchemy from the common people. In his words, one could not strip them of their interests. A woman mastering a craft could protect herself, especially being born into the Royal Family, unlike commoners.

Qiqi had now been unceremoniously shoved into the Imperial Study by his father.

After finishing his lessons, he was carried off in a sedan chair to the Imperial Study, where he was to learn the art of governance from the Prime Minister. Qiqi protested loudly to his father, but Dugu Chen brushed off the protest with a light word, "Complaints are useless. Right now, I’m protecting your mother by preventing her from any bumps or bruises, which also means indirectly protecting your future brother or sister. What is it you want? This brief freedom or a brother or sister?"

Qiqi pouted and stiffened his neck, mentally drawing a circle around himself. His father was really cunning — if he didn’t agree, he would be the one enslaved later on. And if he agreed, oh... his wonderful life would be buried in a mound of petitions.