Qiyun walked out with a heart full of doubts.

Li Jing held the ox horn longbow and went to the table, carefully examining it under the bright candlelight: “This ox horn longbow looks inconspicuous on the outside, but it weighs twice as much as an ordinary longbow. It feels particularly good in the hand.”

Of course, this was a strong bow that could shoot 300 meters.

Lu Mingyu said casually: “Since you like it so much, I’ll give it to you.”

Li Jing turned to look at Lu Mingyu: “Do you think I can pull this ox horn longbow?”

Lu Mingyu: “…”

Li Jing talked about the matter at hand, without any sarcasm. But Lu Mingyu herself felt guilty and couldn’t stand hearing such words. Therefore, her pretty face naturally tensed up.

Li Jing laughed dumbly, put down the longbow, walked to Lu Mingyu and sat down, hugged her: “What, are you angry?”

Lu Mingyu’s anger soon dissipated, and she whispered: “I’m not angry. I just feel uncomfortable when I think of the old things. I don’t know what to say.”

“I asked someone to put this ox horn longbow in the warehouse. If you hadn’t asked me, I would never take it out again.”

This ox horn longbow represented her darkest past and witnessed the heinous mistakes she made.

So, she didn’t want to see it again.

Li Jing was silent for a moment, and whispered: “Put the longbow away! I will never mention it again in the future.”

Lu Mingyu cheered up and said: “No need. It’s already been taken out, why put it away again? Isn’t this deceiving oneself? I was in a bad mood just now, don’t take it to heart.”

“This ox horn longbow was specially made by craftsmen using the best materials gathered by my father. Even my father can’t fully draw the bow. Only I can fully draw the bow.”

As she said, she stood up and walked to the table, stretched out her hand to hold the longbow.

The moment the longbow was held in her hand, the familiar feeling immediately swept into her heart.

It was as if the missing part of her life had returned.

Lu Mingyu pursed her lips, exerted force in her hands, and clenched them a little tighter.

Li Jing also came over, hugged her from behind, and his right hand fell on her hand, holding the longbow with her: “When we go back, take the longbow with us!”

She had been practicing martial arts for many years, and her hands were longer and stronger than those of ordinary women. Li Jing’s hands were bigger than hers, and his skin was fair among men, with thin calluses on his palms. He held her hands in his palms.

Lu Mingyu nodded, “Okay.”

Now that the conversation was over, there was no need to be pretentious. It would be nice to take the ox-horn longbow away so that she could practice archery when she was free. She never knew when she would need it.

…

The thin spring clothes could not block each other’s body temperature. With their bodies so close, lustful thoughts quickly came to his mind.

Li Jing’s breathing became heavier, and he leaned his head over to kiss her lips.

Lu Mingyu retreated and dodged. Li Jing pestered her again but was blocked by Lu Mingyu’s hand.

What happened?

Since the marriage consummation, the young couple had been very harmonious in the room. She had never refused his request for love. Could it be that she was really angry about the longbow tonight?

Li Jing was a little surprised, raised his head, and looked at her inquiringly.

Lu Mingyu hesitated for a moment before whispering, “We’ve been married for a month, and I haven’t had my period yet.”

Li Jing was stunned for a moment but soon reacted. His black eyes suddenly lit up, and his voice trembled with excitement: “Xiaoyu, are you…are you pregnant?”

Li Jing’s great joy was extremely contagious.

Lu Mingyu pursed her lips and smiled softly, “I calculated the date, and it’s five or six days late. I’m not sure yet. Don’t tell anyone. Let’s wait a few days before asking a doctor to check my pulse to confirm whether I am pregnant or not.”

“But I feel that nine out of ten times I am pregnant. So, we have to be careful.”

Li Jing’s eyes were shining, his mouth almost stretched behind his ears, and he smiled foolishly for a long time. Then, he carefully placed his hand on Lu Mingyu’s flat belly, touching it like a rare treasure.

Lu Mingyu felt itchy all over from being touched, and couldn’t help laughing: “Even if I am pregnant, it’s only a little bit big now. How can you touch anything by touching like this?”

Li Jing continued to smile foolishly, and his hands became gentler and gentler: “I feel happy when I touch like this.”

No wonder he was so happy. This was the first time he became a father in his past and present lives.

Lu Mingyu raised the corners of her mouth. A small figure flashed in her mind, and there was a hint of bitterness in her joy. However, no matter how reluctant she was, she had to let it go. In front of Li Jing, she shouldn’t show any sign of it.

Li Jing, after slowly calming down from the initial ecstasy, said to her: “If this child is a daughter, I will name her. If it’s a son, he will be called Li Yan.”

Lu Mingyu’s body trembled, and she turned around and looked Li Jing in the eye.

Li Jing looked calm and unforced: “Xiaoyu, you hate Li Hao and his mother, but Yan’er is your beloved child. You must find it hard to let go.”

“In this life, since you didn’t marry Li Hao, Yan’er won’t be born again. You must feel very regretful. Let’s name our first son Yan’er!”

This way, a mother’s regret could be made up a little.

Lu Mingyu’s eyes were red, and her lips moved, but she couldn’t speak.

Li Jing lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

Just like his love, gentle and delicate, it filled her desolate heart bit by bit. It was like a seed that fell quietly and slowly sprouted.

…

That night, the two were not overly intimate, but just hugged each other to sleep.

When they woke up in the morning, the couple smiled at each other. There was a kind of intimacy and tacit understanding that belonged to couples, flowing quietly.

“I won’t go to the palace to pay my respects to my Royal Mother these days.” Lu Mingyu said with a smile: “You stay with Royal Mother in the palace for a while, and it doesn’t matter if you come back later at night.”

Empress Qiao had always been lonely. During the month, Emperor Yongjia only visited the Jiaofang Palace on the first and fifteenth days. In the past, she had her children for company, but now Princess Huian and Li Jing had both left the palace and had their own residence, making Jiaofang Palace even more desolate.

Having Li Jing accompany her for dinner could also comfort Empress Qiao’s loneliness.

Li Jing smiled and nodded.

Lu Mingyu reminded him again: “The pregnancy is not confirmed yet, don’t tell your mother yet.”

Li Jing nodded very readily.

However, for such a happy event, no matter how much he endured, the joy in his eyes and eyebrows could not be hidden.

After the court was dismissed, Emperor Yongjia asked casually: “Ah Jing, is there any happy news?”

Li Jing replied happily: “Nothing.”

Emperor Yongjia glanced at his son and didn’t ask more.

Li Jing went to the Jiofang Palace at noon and had lunch with Empress Qiao. As soon as they met, Empress Qiao asked: “Ah Jing, you look so happy, is there any happy news?”

Li Jing grinned and said: “No.”

Empress Qiao: “…”