FID – Chapter 840

Chapter 840: You Offended Him, He Kicked You

The Prince was moving with arm and leg on the same side swinging synchronically.

In full view of everyone.

The people in the main hall burst into laughter.

Feng Qingbai was completely unaware. Forget about shame or losing composure, his eyes were fixed only on the person’s gentle brows and faint smile, and the large, drum-like belly.

These two things occupied all his nerves.

“Hey, hey, where is your attention? I’m getting married! The auspicious hour is almost here, damn it!” Liu Zhiqiu was laughing and then felt that something was wrong.

Today was his wedding! They were about to start the ceremony, and they were laughing like that!

Grandma Liu wanted to slap him but held back for the sake of the occasion.

This was the first person she knew of who cursed right in the wedding hall!

Inside, the ceremony was being urged forward. Standing in front of the woman, still covered in food stains and sauce, Feng Qingbai kept his gaze locked on her, his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn’t get out a single word.

His eyes trembled violently.

His mind was blank.

Seeing how he still hadn’t recovered, Liu Yusheng chuckled quietly and took his hand, leading him into the wedding hall.

To witness the couple’s ceremony completion.

The Empress Dowager sat beside the main seat, her hands clenched tightly from the moment Feng Qingbai’s figure appeared at the gate of the mansion.

She wanted to ask too many questions, wanted to know too much, but this was not the place for confrontation between the two.

“First, kowtow to Heaven and Earth.”

“Second, kowtow to the elders.”

“Lastly, the couple kowtow to each other.”

“Rites complete!”

The moment those words were spoken, Liu Muqiu tightly held Liu Zhiqiu’s hand.

From this moment on, they truly became husband and wife, belonging to each other for life.

She had longed to be with him forever, waiting many years.

And today, her wish was finally fulfilled.

Liu Zhiqiu reversed their hands, his warm palm conveying that he felt the same.

The elders of the Liu family sat in the high seats, watching the newlyweds return to the bridal chamber after the ceremony, their hearts full of joy and smiles unable to be contained.

All around, guests congratulated them, and outside the courtyard, firecrackers boomed loudly.

Meanwhile, countless eyes secretly glanced at the prince.

Since entering the courtyard, the prince had been like a wooden statue — motionless, unsmiling, silent, needing someone to lead him by the hand.

A rare loss of composure, once in a century.

When the newlyweds were sent into the bridal chamber, the wooden statue prince finally moved.

He lifted his princess in his arms and swiftly left the main hall.

“Feng Qingbai, I still need to go to the bridal chamber to keep Muqiu company. Later, Second Brother has to entertain the guests, and you have to go out to help as well. If there’s anything you want to say, we can talk later, okay?” Nestled comfortably in the man’s arms, the woman tilted her head as if negotiating, a playful teasing sparkle flickering in her eyes.

Feng Qingbai’s face remained expressionless, his jaw tight, lips pressed firmly together—he didn’t answer.

Right now, not even the Jade Emperor could pull him away.

Back inside the inner courtyard, once they entered the room, the door barely closed before he crouched down, staring steadily at her belly. After a long while, his trembling hand covered it.

“When did this happen?” His voice was hoarse.

“Not long after you left. It’s nearly five months now.”

Feng Qingbai looked up, gazing at her for a long time, then stood and tore off his dirty outer robe, throwing it aside.

Seeing this, Liu Yusheng walked to the cabinet and took out clean clothes for him. As she opened the cabinet door, the man pressed close from behind and wrapped his arms around her.

His arms were stiff, yet he didn’t dare hold her too tightly.

His chest pressed against her back; she could clearly feel his chaotic heartbeat, even faintly hear it.

“Are you happy?”

“…Happy.” So happy it was almost foolish.

Until now, he still hadn’t fully come to his senses.

Day and night he had longed for this, but unexpectedly, upon seeing her, he was stunned into foolishness by the sudden joyful news.

Shengsheng was carrying his child now; they were having a child together.

He never expected the child to come so soon.

She gave him a home, and this home would become more and more complete.

He spent a long time trying to calm his emotions, trying to make himself feel normal, but it was all in vain.

“Shengsheng, I want a baby girl, just like you were when you were little.” He would love her and their daughter to the core.

He was somewhat incoherent.

Liu Yusheng turned in his arms, cupped his face with both hands, and seeing his jaw tense and unable to relax, she stood on tiptoe to kiss the corner of his lips. “I’ll give birth for you.”

His breathing suddenly grew rapid, and as her heel touched the floor, he chased the kiss.

“Just one is enough, I only want one daughter…” he murmured, urgently pleading.

His lower abdomen pressed against the woman’s belly was suddenly kicked hard by something—not painful, but the sensation was very clear.

He froze, still leaning in to kiss her, as if someone had pressed an acupuncture point on him—he couldn’t move.

His long eyes widened.

His expression was dazed and petrified.

“Pfft!”

“Shengsheng, w-what was that?” Feng Qingbai asked softly.

“The baby is rebelling inside the belly. It must be because your words offended him just now, so he kicked you.”

His eyes moved very slowly, locking onto hers. His lower abdomen was kicked again, and his gaze shifted downward.

Clearly seeing the slight movement beneath the thin fabric of her clothes, Feng Qingbai was stunned.

Suppressing a laugh, Liu Yusheng grabbed his hand and placed it on her belly so he could feel the baby’s movements.

The sensation transmitted through his palm struck deeply into his heart. The light in his eyes shimmered more and more violently, almost breaking, until the corners of his eyes glistened faintly red.

At this moment, he clearly felt that the child was more than just a word.

Under his palm, the woman he loved most was carrying a being, breathing life that belonged to them.

With a wedding celebration going on at home, the two of them couldn’t just stay cooped up in the inner courtyard.

After calming down a bit, they went to the outer courtyard.

The wedding banquet had already started, and the groom needed to greet the guests outside. As the brother-in-law, Feng Qingbai couldn’t avoid helping out.

He didn’t need to do much—just stand quietly behind Liu Zhiqiu with a calm expression, and the guests wouldn’t dare pressure Liu Zhiqiu to drink.

But today, the Prince was very out of sorts. When turning around, he would inexplicably bump into table corners, chair legs, or people who were trying to avoid him.

When entering the main hall, he even bumped into the doorframe under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Distracted and absent-minded.

It wasn’t until the third time he turned into the hall to toast the elders that Feng Qingbai noticed the Empress Dowager sitting quietly beside them.

He realized that this old woman had actually come to Xinghua Village.

When the man saw how her eyelids slightly contracted upon noticing him, it clearly showed he had just discovered her presence. The Empress Dowager clenched her palm even tighter.

Their eyes met, both filled with a cold and indifferent expression.

Even with Feng Qingbai’s deep thoughts, he found it hard to guess her purpose in coming here.

She hadn’t left the palace for decades, so this time she must have made a huge decision to come.

What does she want to do?

“When you went to the border, Nannan suddenly found out she was pregnant. At that time, Xiao Feng’er took her to the palace, and to avoid suspicion, she stayed in the Empress Dowager’s Yangxin Hall. I don’t know the exact details—you’ll have to ask Nannan later,” Qian Wanjin whispered in his ear as they passed by a side table.