"No, it's not a vigil on New Year's Eve. It's always after midnight."

In fact, she didn't pay so much attention. She didn't see anyone on the night of new year's Eve last year, but Xiaohua thought she saw King Jing less these days. She always wanted to spend more time with him and talk to him.

That's what I said. After a while, Xiaohua fell asleep.

The little flower's face under the light seemed to be covered with a layer of gold yarn. The palm sized little face was more round than before, but the whole person still looked so thin. Compared with her tall belly, it always made people worry that she could not bear this burden.

King Jing watched silently, reached out and touched her hair, then touched her face. Finally, his hand fell on his stomach, and his heart was full of infinite warmth.

He has been very tired recently, not only physically, but also psychologically. Those who used to be unwilling, indifferent, lazy and unwilling to do, now have to start to change their attitude. Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, he is still the same. Only he can understand how much effort he has made and how much change he has made.

But this fatigue will disappear strangely after seeing her. King Jing still doesn't understand what it is, but he doesn't reject this feeling.

After another half ring, he picked up her sleeping and went into the bedroom.

The next day, when Xiaohua woke up naturally, she found that King Jing was still there.

"Your Highness?"

She was a little surprised that these days he would rarely be there when she woke up.

She slept almost until dawn every day, and he, according to clove, got up very early every day and sometimes left at dawn.

King Jing woke up very early, but he didn't get up. Instead, he quietly enjoyed this rare leisurely moment.

"Today's first day, no official business."

In fact, it's not that he has no official business. He has a lot of things to do, but he can't do it for the new year, so all his subordinates do it. I've been busy all year round. I have to have a few days to rest.

"Really?"

I could see she was very happy. He said, "I don't need it these days."

It seems that the spring flowers bloom all at once. The smile on Xiaohua's face is very bright. All the happiness is transformed into one sentence, "it's good."

They got up. After King Jing got out of bed, he found that she hadn't sat up yet.

He had never seen such a situation before. He always left when she was still sleeping, but he didn't expect her to act so hard now.

King Jing picked her up and put her on the edge of the bed. Xiaohua blushed. "Her stomach is big and it's inconvenient to move."

King Jing touched her sideburns and shouted.

They wash and change clothes, and breakfast has been placed on the table in the east room.

After eating, Xiaohua sat for a quarter of an hour, accompanied by cloves, and began to walk in the house. King Jing was going to the study, but he didn't go either.

When Xiaohua walks around the room, she can't be helped by others. She has to go by herself. Clove can only follow one side. The steps are heavy, step by step. At first, I didn't feel it. After all, it was a short time. After a quarter of an hour, Xiaohua's face began to turn red, and her steps faltered. It seemed that she couldn't drag her feet.

Even so, she didn't stop and was still walking, while clove kept looking at the hourglass on the high side.

King Jing knew that it was hard for her to be pregnant. It could be seen from her sitting and sleeping position on weekdays, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Take a break," he said.

Xiaohua turned her face and smiled at him, "it's not time yet."

King Jing's eyebrows twisted involuntarily.