A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 293 - 292: If... Touch Again

"MEOW!"

Da Bai looked at her with an expression of disbelief, as if asking, "Do you love me, or do you love that seemingly delicious fish?"

Xia Ruqing took a step forward. Da Bai instantly capitulated, flopping onto the ground, cuddling her shoe, and acting cute. And then! Xia Ruqing’s heart melted.

"You silly cat?" she chided, squatting down to stroke him.

Right at that moment, Xiao Zhu Zi came to report, "My lady, the Emperor is here!"

Xia Ruqing was genuinely surprised. "Huh?"

However, before she could dwell on it, Xiao Zhu Zi and Zi Yue were already ushering her away. "My lady, we must receive His Majesty!"

As soon as Zhao Junyao entered, the atmosphere seemed a bit off.

Xia Ruqing hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. "Greetings to the Emperor!"

Zhao Junyao gave her a cold look. "You’re with child; why bother bowing!"

His tone was slightly harsh. But after he spoke,

Xia Ruqing, however, didn’t mind. "You are the Emperor, after all!"

Then she rose, took the tea from a Palace Maid, and personally handed it to him. "Emperor, please have some tea!"

Seeing her calm and composed demeanor, Zhao Junyao

He took the tea and had a sip. After swallowing a gulp of the lukewarm tea, Zhao Junyao felt his anger subside a little.

Zhao Junyao glanced at Xia Ruqing.

Poor Imperial Doctor Zhang was summoned again.

Xia Ruqing was somewhat bewildered. "Emperor, you just had my pulse taken yesterday!"

Sometimes, Xia Ruqing genuinely felt for him.

Meanwhile, Imperial Doctor Zhang took her pulse and reported, "Emperor, Xia Jieyu’s pulse is very good, and the fetus is developing well! Just ensure she maintains a balanced diet and moves around a bit!"

Even the so-called fetus-preserving medicine wasn’t needed.

Zhao Junyao was very pleased. And then... he sent the Imperial Physician out.

Xia Ruqing lay on the bed, confused.

Zi Yue, though also very anxious, still tried to comfort her, "My lady, please don’t worry. Perhaps the Emperor has other matters to inquire about!"

Xia Ruqing: "..."

Unfortunately... Zhao Junyao was indeed fixated on this ’woman with a visibly pregnant belly’ of his.

After washing up, Zhao Junyao mysteriously climbed onto the bed, looking at her with eyes like... a hungry wolf.

"Emperor... Emperor..." Xia Ruqing stammered. "What... what do you intend to do?"

Zhao Junyao gently wrapped his arms around her. "Qingqing... I have asked the Imperial Physician..."

"Imperial Doctor Zhang said as long as the movements are gentle, it’ll be fine!"

Xia Ruqing’s hair stood on end. "Emperor... Emperor, it’s not right!"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Junyao ripped off her bellyband.

Her slightly pregnant waist wasn’t as slender as before, but that natural curve held an inexplicably different charm.

He kissed her gently, from top to bottom, down to her slightly protruding abdomen.

"Qingqing..."

Xia Ruqing trembled all over, her voice tinged with a sob. "Emperor, this isn’t right!"

"We can... The Imperial Physician said we can, Qingqing, don’t be scared!" Zhao Junyao insisted. "I will be very careful!"

The red bed curtains fell, layer by layer. Clothes flew out from within, one by one, landing on the floor. Soon, a series of delicate, fragmented sounds emerged from inside.

Unlike the storms of the past, this time, it was a gentle rain.

Perhaps... it was because he hadn’t favored anyone in a long time. Coupled with his excitement, Zhao Junyao’s first time was... somewhat swift!

So, when they finished bathing together and Xia Ruqing was ready for a good night’s sleep, Zhao Junyao once again...

"Ah? Again?" Xia Ruqing exclaimed. "No, absolutely not!" Dying of exhaustion, she protested, "Emperor, your concubine is a pregnant woman!"

Zhao Junyao certainly knew that, but...

Xia Ruqing was in despair. "Emperor, why don’t you find someone else!"

Zhao Junyao was slightly incensed!

Immediately, a fierce kiss descended like a tempest, continuing until Xia Ruqing could hardly breathe, her mind blank.

After he let go, Xia Ruqing gasped for breath.

Zhao Junyao remained relentless. "Qingqing..."

Xia Ruqing rolled her eyes and then... fell asleep.

Zhao Junyao looked at his "little brother" and then at the soundly sleeping Xia Ruqing.

That night, the more soundly Xia Ruqing slept, the more Zhao Junyao suffered!

By the Yin Hour, though Zhao Junyao himself hadn’t fully woken, his "little brother" certainly had.

Zhao Junyao was in despair.

At that moment, Xia Ruqing suddenly turned over. A pair of small feet brushed, ever so lightly, against his "little brother."

"HISS..."

That touch was like a spark thrown onto dry prairie grass, instantly igniting a vast blaze!

Zhao Junyao inwardly vowed!

Just when he didn’t know what to do, Xia Ruqing turned over again.

As if some part of her body was uncomfortable, her hands scratched here and there.

Zhao Junyao looked at the soundly sleeping Xia Ruqing.