Because Old Master Liu and the others had kept the matter from Liu Zhimou, he and the rest didn’t know that the old man had fallen ill.
A few days later, however, an imperial edict arrived in Ninghua County. After receiving it, Li Qingling was still a little dazed.
When they returned to their room, she asked Liu Zhimou if he had credited her with the merit. Otherwise, how could the Emperor have conferred upon her the title of Fifth-Rank Imperial Lady?
Liu Zhimou gently pinched her cheek and said that she deserved it.
Without her ideas, how could the disaster victims in Ninghua County have been properly resettled with no casualties at all?
Li Qingling said a little shyly that she had only talked a bit and hadn’t really helped much.
“Wife, you’re too modest,” Liu Zhimou said as he touched the ceremonial robe beside him. “Put it on and see if it fits.”
“No need, it’s too heavy,” Li Qingling shook her head. She still remembered how heavy her former seventh-rank robe had been.
Liu Zhimou gently squeezed her shoulder and coaxed her to try it on for him. He really wanted to see it.
Under his persistent urging, Li Qingling helplessly took the robe inside to change.
After waiting for a while, Liu Zhimou loudly asked if she was done and whether she needed his help, his tone full of eagerness.
Li Qingling replied that she was done. After tying her belt, she walked out.
It was rare to see her dressed so formally. Liu Zhimou stared blankly for a moment, then cleared his throat and said she looked very beautiful.
No matter what she wore, she looked good.
Li Qingling shot him a playful glance, turned around in front of him, and said it fit perfectly.
Neither loose nor tight—just right.
It seemed she had returned to her pre-pregnancy weight, otherwise the robe wouldn’t have fit so well. The size was the same as before.
She happily shared this good news with him. What woman didn’t love beauty? What woman didn’t like being slim?
She was no exception.
Liu Zhimou walked over, hugged her, and whispered in her ear, “Really? Let me take a look…”
Seeing her in this outfit, he had long lost his self-control.
He didn’t know anything about “uniform temptation,” but in his heart, there was only one thought: knock her down…
So when she spoke, he decided not to hold back anymore.
“You… don’t…” Realizing his intention, Li Qingling tried to push him away.
This man was getting more and more fond of bullying her in broad daylight.
Liu Zhimou lifted her chin and kissed her, silencing her protest.
Before long, Li Qingling gave in.
With a triumphant glint in his eyes, Liu Zhimou carried her toward the bed and bullied her thoroughly…
Two hours later, he finally let her go.
She glared at him weakly and fell asleep.
Feeling a little guilty, Liu Zhimou rubbed his nose and hurried to bring water to clean her up so she could sleep more comfortably.
He had been a bit too excited this time.
Well… who told her to be so irresistible?
After helping her clean up, Liu Zhimou, full of energy, went to the study to handle official matters.
Xiaoxiao, who wanted to see her mother, walked to the door and called out softly. Nianxia stepped forward and shushed her.
“Miss, Madam is sleeping. Let’s not disturb her, okay?”
Xichun asked worriedly if Madam was unwell, since she had gone to bed so early.
Nianxia’s cheeks flushed slightly. She glanced at Xichun and gave her a knowing look.
Xichun immediately understood.
She coughed lightly, turned her head away, and picked up Xiaoxiao.
“Miss, let’s come back later, okay? Madam must be very tired.”
Xiaoxiao put her finger to her lips and whispered, “Xiaoxiao… not talk. Wait for Mama.”
Seeing her big eyes, Xichun couldn’t bear to refuse. She told her she could go in, but had to be quiet.
Xiaoxiao agreed.
They gently entered the room.
Seeing Li Qingling sleeping soundly, Xiaoxiao struggled to get down, ran to the bed, took off her shoes, and tried to climb up.
Xichun quickly lifted her onto the bed.
Xiaoxiao rolled inside, smiled, rolled back out, lifted the blanket, and wriggled into Li Qingling’s arms like a little caterpillar.
She waved at Xichun, signaling her to leave.
Xichun tucked the blanket around her and quietly left.
When Li Qingling woke up, she met a pair of round, bright eyes.
She smiled unconsciously.
“Niangniang…”
“It’s ‘Mama,’ not ‘Niangniang,’” Li Qingling corrected gently.
Now that her daughter was older, she needed to correct her.
“Ma… Ma…”
“Good job!” Li Qingling kissed her forehead.
“When did you come? Did you sleep with Mama?”
“Yes…” Xiaoxiao nodded. “Xichun… sister… send me…”
Li Qingling understood and asked if Xichun had brought her over.
Xiaoxiao clapped happily.
Seeing her innocent smile, Li Qingling’s heart melted.
She poked her little nose. “Who do you take after, smiling so much?”
Neither she nor Liu Zhimou smiled much.
Yet this child smiled all the time.
She was their little angel.
Xiaoxiao hugged her neck and rubbed her cheek against it affectionately.
When Liu Zhimou returned, he saw this warm scene. He sat down and hugged them both.
“My big baby and little baby are awake?”
“Daddy…” Xiaoxiao called sweetly.
“Daddy’s here,” he kissed her cheek. “Did you keep Mama company?”
She nodded and pointed at Li Qingling. “Mama tired. Sleep. I stay. No talk.”
Liu Zhimou understood and praised her repeatedly.
“Daddy, sleep?”
“Daddy will sleep after dinner, okay? Are you hungry?”
Xiaoxiao touched her belly and nodded.
“Good, Daddy will take you to eat.”
He asked Li Qingling if she wanted to get up too.
She rolled her eyes and got out of bed.
Xiaoxiao copied her and rolled her eyes too, then laughed.
Li Qingling sighed.
She held her daughter’s face. “That’s not polite. We shouldn’t do that, okay? Mama was wrong. You supervise Mama, alright?”
Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and nodded.
“Not good. Don’t do.”
“Right, you’re great!”
After changing clothes, the family of three went to dinner.
Mr. Luo opened his arms to Xiaoxiao, and she ran into them after greeting everyone.
Li Qingning pouted. “Why didn’t you come play with me?”
“Auntie… writing. Can’t go.”
Her great-grandfather said she mustn’t disturb them.
Mentioning writing made Li Qingning groan. She suspected Mr. Luo did it on purpose.
“Do you miss Auntie and Auntie?”
“Yes.”
“Where?”
Xiaoxiao poked her chest. “Here.”
Li Qingning smiled in satisfaction.
The uncles joined in, asking if she missed them.
Xiaoxiao said “yes” to everyone, sweet-talking the whole family into happiness.
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