The Virtuous Concubine

The prince felt a sharp pain in his heart. Seeing how caring Malu was towards Kangxi, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

He took a few steps to Malu's side, suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her hand away from Kangxi's, and said coldly with a sinister look in his eyes: "The Royal Concubine has deep feelings for the Emperor."

Malu was slightly startled. She didn't expect the prince to do such a thing. She frowned, gently pulled her hand back, and said with a hint of reproach in her eyes, "Your Highness, the emperor is now bedridden, so I will naturally fulfill my duty to take care of him."

"This palace? You call yourself this palace to me?" The prince was a bit childish, with grievance and dissatisfaction written all over his face.

Malu was almost amused by the prince's appearance. She shook her head helplessly and said, "Don't you also call me Imperial Concubine?"

The prince said in a somewhat spoiled tone, like a child throwing a tantrum: "I don't care, I don't care!"

Malu couldn't help but burst out laughing, stretched out her hand and gently pinched his ear, scolding: "Alright, alright, you really played wildly outside, and now you come back, you have no manners at all."

As she spoke, she looked at the prince several times with concern, and said distressedly: "You have lost too much weight."

The prince's cheeks were obviously thinner, his cheekbones were slightly protruding, his chin was more pointed, and his originally plump lips looked a little thin. His eye sockets were sunken, and a shadow formed in the eye sockets. His eyes looked bigger than before, but less lively and bright.

The prince had suffered a lot on the way. But he never mentioned it, and just pulled Malu behind the screen. When the two of them hid behind the screen embroidered with a picture of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, he hugged Malu tightly in his arms.

The two were so close that Malu could really feel the hardships the prince had gone through. His Adam's apple became more prominent, and the bones at his wrists became outlined. The hand holding Malu was still strong, but he could feel that it was thin.

Malu sighed distressedly and blamed himself: "I should have known not to let you go. You didn't take good care of yourself after you recovered from your illness, and now you have suffered this disaster..."

The prince shook his head slightly, his voice low and hoarse, as if whispering from the depths of his throat: "I'm fine, but you, you smell like medicine."

Malu was slightly startled, then forced a smile and said, "I guess I just went to warm up the medicine, and the smell is on my body. I'll go change out of this dress."

The prince did not let go, but hugged her tighter. He buried his face in Malu's neck and took a deep breath. The warm breath sprayed on Malu's skin, causing her to tremble slightly. His bony hands slowly slid down Malu's back, gently stroking her waist and moving along the curves of her body.

Seeing that he was going too far, Malu quickly reached out and pressed his hand, saying tenderly: "You, you are such a grown-up, but you are still like a child."

He was no longer annoyed by having his hands pressed down, so he locked her hands with his other hands, and took hold of her slender waist, pulling her into his arms with a little force, their bodies pressed tightly together.

He tilted his head slightly, rubbed Malu's cheek lovingly, put his lips to Malu's ear, and whispered, "I'll help you change, okay?"

Malu's breathing became rapid and a blush appeared on her cheeks. She said coquettishly, "You are becoming more and more naughty." Although she was scolding him, she did not struggle.

The prince looked at Malu with passionate eyes, gently holding her chin with one hand, gently stroking her lips with his thumb, his eyes full of attachment and desire.

Malu felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and turned her head away slightly, but he gently turned her head back.

The prince lowered his head slightly and put his lips close to Malu's lips, first touching them lightly, then rubbing them slowly, as if feeling her warmth.

Malu closed his eyes slightly, his hands unconsciously grasped the prince's arm, and his body trembled slightly.

After a while of lingering, I thought the prince would stop, but unexpectedly he changed his position and set his eyes on her plump earlobes.

The warm tip of his tongue gently licked her earlobe, causing her to feel numb. Malu trembled, panting softly, and her hands tightly grasped the prince's clothes.

After not seeing you for a long time, the prince has become even more powerful.

The prince bit Malu's earlobe, then gently held it with his lips and sucked it gently. The itchiness made Malu couldn't help but hum softly, and her body twisted slightly.

Feeling the prince's hands becoming more and more unscrupulous, Malu blushed, gently pushed the prince away, dodged two steps, and said coquettishly: "What are you doing? You already have a child."

As he spoke, he tidied up his slightly messy clothes.

The prince thought that Malu was talking about Ulanara, and was about to explain his feelings, but he saw Malu blinking her eyes with a shy smile in her eyes, covering her chest with her clothes, looking at him affectionately.

The prince was delighted and asked hurriedly, "What do you mean? You...?"

Malu bit her lip slightly, nodded shyly, and said softly: "Yes, according to the time, I think she got pregnant when I took care of you when you were sick last time."

The prince's eyes were full of surprise, and the doubts in his heart disappeared instantly. He quickly stepped forward, tightly grasped Malu's hands, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Really? Really? Have you asked the imperial physician to check it?"

Malu quickly reached out her hand to cover his mouth, looked around vigilantly, and lowered her voice to scold: "My dear, keep your voice down! Is this something that can be examined by the imperial physician? I... Anyway, I have experience, so it is probably true."

The prince's face flushed with excitement. He gently took Malu's hand away and carefully supported her shoulders, his eyes full of joy and concern: "That's good, that's good! But how are you sure? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

As he spoke, he gently stroked Malu's belly, his eyes looking over her, as if he wanted to take in every subtle change in her.

Malu nodded with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness and confidence, and she said softly: "Don't panic, I have feelings. Last time you were sick, I took care of you day and night, and then your period never came, so I had some guesses in my heart. It's the same with my body, I always feel sleepy, my appetite is poor, and I often feel nauseous, but I dare not say anything, so I can only pay attention to it quietly."

As he spoke, Malu sighed softly, with a trace of worry in his eyes: "If it weren't for Guaerjia's pregnancy and entering the palace to recuperate, I'm afraid I would have difficulty hiding it on weekdays. This time the reaction is bigger than the last time. I'm afraid this child is a naughty one."

Upon hearing this, the prince's face flushed with excitement, and he said excitedly, "It means it's a boy! I have an heir, I have an heir!"

As he spoke, he excitedly picked up Malu and spun around a few times, his eyes full of joy and pride. Even lowering his voice couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart: "The baby in your belly now is the grandson of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty!"

Malu was amused by the prince's behavior and started laughing. She put her arms around the prince's neck and whispered, "You, be careful, don't hurt the child."

The prince stopped and gently put Malu down. He looked at her with a smile on his face and said, "I'm just too happy, really too happy!"