The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

Mu Qingyan took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She clutched her chest and said in a normal tone, "Yes, there are quite a few. Many of them are rare and precious treasures, and there are some strange but interesting things as well. They are unloading cargo on the ship. Do you want to go and take a look? Pick out some things you like, and also pick out some good ones for Mom and Dad. I'll send someone to deliver them back to Nan Yan later."

"Okay, okay!" Mu Qingcheng responded immediately, her eyes crinkling with joy. She instinctively wanted to throw off the blanket and get up, her cheerful energy making it seem as if she could jump up at any moment.

"Nuan Nuan, wait a minute."

Yun Qing's gentle yet authoritative voice rang out, and with a long arm, he gently pressed her back onto the couch. He turned around and picked up a stew that had been kept warm in a warm pot on the small table next to him. He lifted the lid, and the rich and fragrant aroma of black chicken soup wafted out.

He gently stirred the soup with a white jade spoon, blew on it, and brought it to Mu Qingcheng's lips, his voice as soft as honey: "This soup has been simmering for a long time. You just said you were a little hungry. Drink it before you go to see me, okay? Otherwise, your brother will blame me for not taking good care of you." As he spoke, he looked up timidly at Mu Qingyan, his eyes clear and innocent.

After being coaxed by Yun Qing, Mu Qingcheng's anxiety immediately turned into obedience. She took small sips of soup from his hand and blinked at Mu Qingyan, saying, "Brother, Yun Qing is taking good care of me, so please don't be mean to him!"

Mu Qingyan: "..." Hiss!

He stood at the doorway, when suddenly his vision blurred and a slight dizziness washed over him. He must have been running low blood sugar from not eating properly these past few days while directing the hauling on the island.

Mu Qingyan shifted her gaze expressionlessly, silently plotting what "serious business" she should find next to get rid of this "virtuous and domestic" young master.

Ever since learning of Mu Qingcheng's pregnancy, Yun Qing has been "staying" on the island. He calls it being his personal bodyguard, taking meticulous care of her, and fulfilling his responsibilities as a husband.

Thus, during the days that Young Master Mu had been home, he was forced to witness the following scene every moment—

Early in the morning, Mu Qingyan was taking a walk in the garden when she saw Yun Qing personally carrying a carefully prepared medicinal meal. She blew on it to cool it down with a small white jade spoon and fed it spoonful by spoonful to Mu Qingcheng, who was sitting in the garden pavilion.

"Yunqing...I can't eat..."

"Sweetie! Finish this drink, and I'll go to the beach with you to collect seashells, okay?"

"Okay! But this porridge is awful..."

Yun Qing casually wiped away a drop of soup from the corner of her mouth with her fingertip and said softly, "Don't you like it? Have them change the porridge tomorrow. Would you like it sweet or savory?"

Mu Qingcheng smiled and thought for a moment before saying, "Not sweet or salty, how about spicy?"

"no……!"

Mu Qingyan pretended not to see it and turned to walk away!

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Mu Qingyan was handling business in her study when she looked up and saw Yun Qing holding Mu Qingcheng's hand, teaching her to practice calligraphy.

"Relax your wrist, make this stroke rounded, like this..." He almost half-embraced the person, their heads touching, their breaths mingling.

Yun Qing turned his head at this moment and saw Mu Qingyan looking at them. His smile was polite yet glaring: "Brother, there's no need to worry. Nuan Nuan only practices for half an hour every day, so she won't get tired."

Mu Qingyan stood up expressionlessly and closed the window.

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Mu Qingcheng casually remarked that a rare flower transplanted from overseas in the garden seemed listless and wondered if it might have died.

In less than half an hour, Mu Qingyan saw Yun Qing roll up her sleeves and personally build a shade structure for the flower, loosening the soil and fertilizing it with practiced ease.

After finishing his work, he made a special trip to Mu Qingyan, who was handling some business nearby, and humbly asked, "Brother, you are very knowledgeable. With such care, is it possible to save this flower?"

Mu Qingyan stared at the mud stains on his sleeve and the dependent smile in her sister's eyes as she looked over, and uttered two words stiffly: "Can live."

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One night, Mu Qingyan was handling official business until late at night. Feeling slightly hungry, she strolled to the small kitchen to find some snacks. There, she saw rock sugar bird's nest warming on the stove, with a note next to it in neat handwriting: "Warm midnight snack, temperature controlled, do not touch. —Yun Qing"

Mu Qingyan stared at the note, then looked at the bowl of bird's nest that was clearly a delicate portion meant for one person, and silently took out a cold steamed bun from the other cabinet.

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Yun Qing perfectly combined "shamelessness" with "meticulous care." Every interaction with Mu Qingcheng exuded a strong aura of "This is my wife, the mother of my children, whom I love, pamper, and dote on," and she always managed to "just the right moment" for Mu Qingyan to witness it.

However, he was extremely polite and humble, addressing everyone as "elder brother," making it impossible for anyone to find fault with him.

Mu Qingcheng was immersed in happiness and the softness of pregnancy. She seemed to be aware of the silent tension between the two men, and found it amusing. She would often just purse her lips and chuckle, occasionally giving Yun Qing a reproachful look, but her gaze had no power and was instead sickeningly sweet.

These past few days, Mu Qingyan felt even more exhausted than when he led his team to raze the Holy Domain. Seeing his sister's complexion becoming rosier and her smiles more often than ever before, the resentment he felt over the "completely stolen cabbage" ultimately couldn't outweigh his relief at her happiness.

But this does not mean that he finds Yun Qing pleasing to the eye!

That day, he couldn't hold back any longer. When Yun Qing was once again carefully adjusting the ties of Mu Qingcheng's cloak in front of her, he spoke coldly: "Is Your Highness so leisurely? Isn't there any important business waiting for you in the capital of Great Qi?"

Yun Qing's hands didn't stop moving; she tied a neat knot before raising her eyes. Her smile was as gentle as ever, but her tone carried a just-right mix of helplessness and self-righteousness: "Brother is joking. The most important matter right now is to protect Nuan Nuan and the child in her womb. Matters concerning the country are not as important as those concerning mother and child for the time being."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and asked Mu Qingcheng, "Is this comfortable? Is it too tight?"

Mu Qingcheng blushed slightly and gently shook her head.

Mu Qingyan: "..."

He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down. But looking at Yun Qing's smug look that said "my wife and kids are the best in the world," he still felt a little itchy and wanted to pick up a brick from the ground and throw it at her accurately.

In the end, Young Master Mu could only snort coldly, flick his sleeves and leave, leaving behind a barely audible muttered complaint: "...clingy!"

Behind him, he could faintly hear Mu Qingcheng's suppressed laughter and Yun Qing's gentle, smiling inquiry: "Nuan Nuan, what story would you like to hear tonight? Or perhaps the sequel to that overseas travelogue from last time?"

Mu Qingyan quickened his pace. He couldn't stay on this island any longer. The radiant love between some people was just too dazzling! He needed to think about some "serious business," such as... how to find something truly "challenging" for this overly "leisurely" Crown Prince to do.

A vague plan began to take shape in his calm and "vengeful" mind.