Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

The night was hazy and the Kunning Palace was quiet and peaceful.

Qingyao had changed into light clothes, holding a scroll in her hand, leaning against the head of the bed, reading quietly.

Chunyu walked forward lightly, raised his hand and knocked gently on the door, his voice was so soft, for fear of disturbing the quiet night.

Qingyao said softly, "Come in."

Chunyu quietly pushed open the door to the inner hall, walked in slowly, and reported softly, "Your Majesty, Eunuch Wei from the Qianqing Palace just sent a message that His Majesty will be sleeping in the Kunning Palace tonight."

Qingyao nodded slightly and said calmly, "I understand. Go and prepare some clean clothes."

Chun Yu responded and left the inner hall respectfully.

Qingyao sighed softly, "My husband is truly such a man. Every time he sends someone to deliver a message, it's as if this Kunning Palace has become his personal chamber." She gently put down the scroll in her hands, a faint sense of anticipation welling up in her heart. Then, she stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the hazy moonlight outside, as if lost in thought, yet also in anticipation.

Time passed quickly, and soon, there were soft and gentle footsteps outside the door. Qingyao turned around and saw Kangxi had walked into the room.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Qingyao bowed her head with full courtesy.

Kangxi stepped forward with a smile, gently helped Qingyao up, and said in a gentle voice: "There are no outsiders here, my dear, there is no need to be so polite."

Qingyao raised her white head slightly and met Kangxi's eyes. Her eyes were tender and filled with endless warmth. The two of them leaned on each other and spent this quiet and poetic night together.

Kangxi gently stroked Qingyao's soft hair, his tone as gentle as water: "My dear, this time I tour the grasslands, I only wish to have you accompany me."

Qingyao nestled in Kangxi's embrace, her voice soft and gentle, "I will obey His Majesty's wishes. I feel incredibly satisfied to be able to spend time with His Majesty."

The two chatted happily, talking about family matters, and then slowly walked behind the screen. Qingyao carefully helped Kangxi change his clothes and wash up. After taking good care of him, the two took off their clothes and went to Wushan for their appointment to make love.

After a passionate moment, Qingyao quietly nestled against Kangxi's side, a smile as warm and happy as the spring sun. Kangxi gently embraced Qingyao's slender waist, lovingly kissed her smooth, jade-like forehead, and whispered softly, "Go to bed early." Qingyao nodded obediently, her eyes slowly closing as she fell into a sweet dream.

The moonlight was like water, softly falling on every corner of Kunning Palace. The entire palace was immersed in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, as if everything in the world had stopped for the two of them, leaving only the melody of their intertwined heartbeats echoing in the night sky.

Qingyao fell asleep sweetly in Kangxi's arms, with a smile on her face. Kangxi looked at her peaceful sleeping face, his heart filled with love and satisfaction.

He gently stroked Qingyao's hair, thinking about the little things between them. Over the years, they had been through a lot together, with laughter and tears, but their feelings had grown deeper and deeper.

Kangxi secretly made up his mind to cherish the person in front of him and give her more love and care. He knew that in this palace, love was hard to come by and needed to be cultivated with care.

As the night deepened, Kangxi slowly closed his eyes and fell into a sweet dream with Qingyao. In their dreams, they might stroll together in a garden full of blooming flowers, or perhaps savor a mellow wine together, enjoying their romantic time.