Mu Yuante's breath sprayed on Lu Minglan's neck, causing Lu Minglan to have dense goosebumps all over her body. She moved further in, but Mu Yuante pushed further and took the opportunity to take off her shoes. The socks were also put on the bed. Mu Yuante did not dare to touch Lu Minglan, so he lay outside, holding Lu Minglan gently through a layer of brocade quilt, while saying "dragon and phoenix make auspicious" to the brocade quilt. The pattern kept giggling "haha".
Lu Minglan felt uncomfortable because of his laughter, and said angrily with a cold face: "If you laugh like that again, get out."
Mu Yuante did not dare to laugh out loud, but his face was still beaming with joy. With a little force on his hand, he turned Lu Minglan around. The two were facing each other, and Mu Yuante fell in love with Lu Minglan. Lan's almond-shaped eyes couldn't hold it back and laughed again. This time, even Lu Minglan was amused by him: "Are you so happy?"
"Happy! Happy!" Mu Yuante nodded hurriedly like a chicken pecking at rice. He was in his forties and his eyes were as bright as a teenager. He held Lu Minglan's face and kissed him several times while laughing. He said, "I'm going to be a father, I'm so happy!"
"It's not like I've never been a father." Lu Minglan curled her lips, but her tone softened significantly.
Mu Yuante is forty-four years old this year. Naturally, it is impossible for him to be childless at this age. Besides, Beidi people marry earlier than Dali people. Many young men aged thirteen or fourteen are already fathers. What’s more, He is the prince, and Mu Yuante now has two boys and one girl under his knees, all of whom are adults. Speaking of which, Mu Yuante is also the one with the fewest heirs among the princes, and of course Mu Nanshan is not among them.
Mu Yuante was in his prime, which was the age when princes and princesses would be born. However, since he inherited the throne seven years ago, no prince or princess had been born in the harem. Lu Minglan's birth was not unexpected.
"Of course it's different from before," Mu Yuante said, rubbing his chin against Lu Minglan and letting out a soft sigh of comfort, "Lan'er, I've been hoping for a long time that you would give me a son and a half. Well, today, my dream finally came true, Lan'er, I'm so happy that my heart almost bursts out of my chest."
Lu Minglan didn't say anything. She smelled the faint agarwood on the man's body and felt a little dry.
Beidi people do not have the habit of burning incense, but Beidi people live with beef and mutton every day, so they are born with a fishy smell. When Lu Minglan used to serve the late boss Khan, he would inevitably vomit after returning. , one is that I feel disgusted with the old man’s wrinkled flesh, and the other is that I really can’t stand the strong smell of mutton. Naturally, Mu Yuante also has that smell, and Lu Minglan also tolerated it in the past. , I don’t know if Mu Yuante noticed it later. After that, Mu Yuante got into the habit of burning incense, and the number of baths became obviously more frequent.
Lu Minglan rested her head on Mu Yuante's arm. It was already very cold in Beidi in August. There was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, but Mu Yuante was strong. At this time, the winter coat was not on the upper body, and there was a layer of thick satin between them. Lu Minglan could still feel the bulging muscles on his arms.
"Come in, it's cold outside." Lu Minglan said softly, pulling on the quilt.
Mu Yuante was startled, then shook his head and said, "No, I haven't showered yet. I'm afraid I smell of sweat. Don't make me vomit again."
"It's okay," Lu Minglan whispered, "I want you to hold me."
One more update~maybe a little late~