"What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Mi Yao sulkily twitched her little nose, "You seem a bit off today, and you took an awfully long time to bathe. You're not... sick with something, are you...ah!"
The man flipped over, pressing her down beneath him, his eyes fiercely fixated on her, "It looks like I must prove to you with real actions that there's nothing wrong with my body!"
He kissed her little mouth.
Mi Yao twisted uncomfortably, unwilling to cooperate, "Husband, I was wrong, you're in great shape... Let's not do this tonight; let's rest early..."
"Yaoyao," Huai Fu Yueming pinched her little face with two fingers, looking at her with tender love, "Let's have a daughter."
...
The next morning.
Mi Yao sprang from bed, feeling refreshed. Just then, Wendona and Ruo Ling came by, Wendona cheerfully said, "First Lady, today is the annual hunting festival in Dayu. The Prince and I will be hunting in Pingshan. You all should come with us."
Hunting?
