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Chapter 810: Startling Heart Mingyu 22

He looked away and replied in a deep voice: "Father Your Majesty, I have come to report that the funds for the renovation of the imperial mausoleum this year have been overspent. After several adjustments, I am still unable to restore the balance. I implore Your Majesty to make the decision." His tone was steady but revealed some suppressed forbearance.

Kangxi was very smart and naturally saw Yinreng's reluctance, but he was more concerned about the person in his arms and did not want to be disturbed by the prince.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the memorial on the table, and said nonchalantly: "Everything has its destiny. We will discuss it before dawn tomorrow. Don't bother me today."

When Yinreng heard this, the corners of his mouth tightened slightly. He lowered his head and frowned to show his obedience. Although his tone was calm, it still revealed a hint of reluctance: "Yes, I obey your order."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly and his eyes subconsciously fell on the woman again. At this time, Mingyu was completely awake, and her smart eyes were full of shyness and panic.

She trembled and grasped Kangxi's robe, trying to hide her petite figure deeper. However, because of this evasiveness, she added a delicate charm of innocence.

Yinreng secretly sighed in his heart that such appearance and charm were really something that made it impossible to look away.

She seemed to have changed a lot since I saw her at my eighth brother's house. She became more charming and attractive...

He immediately realized his impoliteness and quickly lowered his head, but inexplicably he felt a sense of disappointment and doubt in his heart.

Kangxi took in all of Yinreng's micro-expressions, but the corners of his mouth only curled up meaningfully. He patted Mingyu's hand soothingly and whispered, "Rest if you are tired. I know what to do. Don't worry too much."

Mingyu raised her eyes and met his gaze. She saw a hint of gentleness and determination in his unfathomable gaze, and nodded as if she had taken a reassurance pill. His palms were warm and pressed against her, which made her relieve the tension from the external enemy.

Mingyu's fingers tightly grasped the corner of Kangxi's dragon robe, trembling slightly. Yinreng, who was standing by, had not yet left, and the atmosphere in the palace seemed particularly depressing, like a pool of air submerged in a deep pool of water, completely unable to breathe.

"Your Majesty, I, your son..." Yinreng lowered his head and looked humble, but his tone still contained a hint of reluctance and coldness.

He glanced at Mingyu, then quickly looked away. Unconsciously, even his jaw was tense and sweat was dripping down his face.

Kangxi's eyes rested on him slowly, and his tone was calm, without any warmth: "Prince, do you have poor hearing? I told you not to make any more noise today, but you ignored me?"

Yinreng's heart trembled, and he was about to explain, but his eyes were involuntarily drawn to Mingyu. She thought that burying her face in Kangxi's arms could avoid the gaze of others, but she didn't know that her pretty face, like a pear blossom, looked even more thrilling.

Her body was curled up as small as a cat, and she exuded an indescribable flexibility, a purity rarely seen in the palace.

His chest suddenly tightened, as if it was tightly entangled by an invisible thread, with a complex feeling of suffocation.

"Prince, it's time to leave. There's no need to stay any longer." Kangxi spoke casually, but every word he said was like a nail piercing one's ears, and his tone was full of unquestionable imperial majesty.

Yinreng suddenly came back to his senses, his body trembled, and he quickly bowed his head and accepted his fate: "Yes, I will take my leave."

After saying this, he no longer dared to stay and quickly turned around and left, but he did not notice that the joints of his hands holding the wide sleeves had turned white.

After the prince's figure completely disappeared and the palace door closed, Kangxi lowered his eyes and stared at Mingyu, who was still pretending to be an ostrich in his arms.

His usually cold and calm eyes now looked like a pool of melting water, containing a bit of pampering and a helpless silent smile.

"Mingyu, the prince has left. Are you making fun of me by acting like this?"

Mingyu raised her head slightly from Kangxi's arms, revealing a pair of watery eyes: "Your Majesty, why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince look at me like that just now?"

Kangxi's heart softened as he looked at her. He gently stroked Mingyu's back and said softly, "The prince is young, and he may have never seen a beauty as beautiful as you. He may have been infatuated with you for a while."

He deliberately emphasized the word "sign" a little, with a playful tone, trying to tease the person in his arms.

Mingyu half-closed her eyes, her head still lightly leaning on Kangxi's broad chest, and her cheeks flushed slightly as she listened to his subtle teasing.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked up into Kangxi's deep eyes, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, what you said sounds a little strange. Are you jealous?"

Kangxi was stunned when he heard this, and then an elusive smile appeared on his lips. Before he answered, he asked her in a low voice as if jokingly: "I am the emperor, and I am jealous? Are you joking?"

But Mingyu saw it clearly. There was a very slight ripple hidden deep in his eyes, which flashed away like a breeze passing over spring water.

She immediately felt more confident and pushed his chest coquettishly, "Oh, so the emperor is really jealous! Don't hide it from me."

Kangxi was amused by her playful appearance. He sighed softly, lowered his head and touched his forehead to hers, and said helplessly: "You... I am the emperor, how can I deal with your little thoughts. I want to ask, how much do you hope that I will be jealous because of you when you look so proud?"

Mingyu burst into laughter upon hearing this. The crisp sound, like the collision of pearls, echoed in the silent hall, forming a strange contrast with the calm and majestic atmosphere in the room.

She smiled and looked up at Kangxi, with a sly light in her eyes: "Your Majesty asked this, so naturally I have to answer 'of course' to appear sincere, right?"

Kangxi's eyes sank slightly, as if he was completely amused by the playful response of the person in his arms.

He lowered his head and stared at Mingyu's watery eyes. His tone was tinged with helplessness, but also mixed with a bit of doting: "You are such a clever kid. When you speak, you know how to follow my wishes. You are really getting better and better at coaxing people."

He held Mingyu's hand, his fingers gently stroking her slender wrist. He seemed not satisfied with the joke between words, but more concerned about her true attitude.

Kangxi leaned down slightly, his nose almost touching the broken hair on Mingyu's temples, and his voice was as low as thick silk: "Then I want to ask you, if someone really looked at you a few more times, should I ask you to give an explanation?"

Mingyu's face almost turned red from his "aggressive" questioning, as if she had just done something shameful and wrong.

She tried to break free from Kangxi's arms, and gently pushed his chest with both hands: "Your Majesty, how dare you say such words! I was just joking with you, why... why did you take it seriously?"