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  Behind the White Cloud Nunnery there is a small path that leads directly to the mountain wall behind the Qingliang Temple.

  Pei Jingxuan's temporary residence was inside the mountain wall, half of which was connected to a secret cave, and the other half faced the morning sun and White Cloud Temple in the distance. Because a tall tree was planted in front of the house, it just covered the house from view. Whether looking down from the cliff behind Qingliang Mountain or from the back door of White Cloud Temple, it was not easy to be discovered.

  The mountain road is narrow and the horse carriage cannot pass through. If you want to go to that small house, you can only walk there.

  But Ming Xuan was six months pregnant at this time, her abdomen had already risen high, Pei Jing Chen didn't want to make her work hard, so he took off his outer robe, leaving only a thin inner shirt, and rolled up the cuffs of his pants, looking neat and tidy. Then he picked her up horizontally and moved forward. He carried the weight of his wife and unborn child in his arms, to be honest it was tiring, but his heart surged with sweet and happy feelings, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards unconsciously.

  Sweltering summer heat, by the time he put Ming Xuan under the big tree, his white undershirt was already soaked through. Fortunately, it was cooler in the mountain stream than outside, and occasionally a small gust of mountain wind would blow in, bringing some coolness, which made the shirt stick to him even more tightly, revealing a bright red strawberry-like shape on his chest.

  Ming Xuan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and the air was filled with an unusually ambiguous atmosphere.

  Pei Jingchen retrieved the key from the tree and then pulled Ming Xuan's hand to push open the door. Inside the small house, the furnishings were very simple, with only a wooden bed, a low cabinet, and a square table. They had thought that no one would come here for a long time, so they expected it to be covered in dust and spider webs. But unexpectedly, the house was very clean, even the bedding looked like it had been newly changed, giving off a sunny scent.

  He saw the surprise faintly visible on her face and smiled, saying, "Grandma is indeed clever, she knew I was coming to pick you up. She guessed that I wouldn't dare return to Shengjing in this stormy weather, so she had my small cottage cleaned early. Since even she thinks so, then for these few days, let's spend some carefree and peaceful days here."

  Ming Xuan's heart moved upon hearing this, Yu Zhen Shifu was indeed sharp and could be considered intelligent and wise.

  Is it because Shifu is so perceptive that she would be feared by Emperor Yanxi? So in the past, Shifu Qingdeng Gufo was willing to leave the majestic Zhou Palace and live a secluded life in the White Cloud Ancestor Hall, which was also a kind of helplessness. From Shifu still keeping her green silk and storing the nine-petaled golden lotus robe bestowed by Emperor Yanxi in the box, it can be seen that although Shifu is outside the world, she has worldly thoughts in her heart, and she has never left for a day.

  In fact, there are monks in this world who ask Buddha with one heart, and naturally there are also ordinary people who use Bodhisattva to avoid disaster.

  Isn't it the same with Yuanhui and Jingxin? If Yuanhui hadn't sought refuge with Shitai back then, she would have probably ended up like those maidservants of Princess Yongjia - either sold far away or fallen victim to Yang's cruel hand. Where would she be now? And what about Jingxin? I heard she was an orphan who never knew her parents, and was taken in by Shitai, becoming a nun at Baiyun An. She had already devoted herself to the Buddha when she had no choice. Who knows if this life of quiet contemplation is truly what she yearns for now?

  Ming Xuan gently shook her head and sighed. Suddenly, she spoke up, "When we return to the capital, let's go ask Yuan Hui Sheng Tai if she is willing to follow us back to Anping Wang Fu to spend her remaining years in comfort. She is the only personal attendant left by Mother's side, we must treat her well."

  Pei Jingchen regarded Yuan Hui as a motherly figure, and if she was willing to go to the Wang Fu, he would be delighted. It would also make up for some of the regret he felt about not being able to show filial piety to Princess Yongjia. Upon hearing this, his gaze at Ming Xuan became even softer, filled with a hint of nostalgia and gratitude. He spoke in a low, gentle voice, "Mmm, I will."

  Four eyes met, two red lips stuck together, reluctant to part.

  It seemed that Pei Jingchen had sensed something and was getting excited, so Ming Xuan hastily pushed him away and asked in a spoiled tone, "What if you hurt the child?"

  She had also read a few medical books in her free time and knew that pregnant women were not completely unable to have sex, except for the first three months and the last three months. During this period, the fetus was stable, and the pregnant woman's condition was good. As long as the couple was extra careful, they could still be intimate. However, here in the wilderness, under the bright sky, she felt a bit embarrassed, so she hastily called for a stop.

  Pei Jingchen was taken aback and hastily stopped his actions. A flash of shame crossed his face as he muttered, "I was reckless. We've endured for so long, what's a few more days? It's better than acting rashly and hurting the child, which would be too late."

  He reluctantly removed his hand from Ming Xuan's body, took a deep breath, turned his head and smiled, saying, "Let's sit here for a while first, I'll go to the spring to wash up, this wind and dust all over my body haven't been washed off yet, it's dirty and sticky, very uncomfortable."

  Having said that, he took out a clean blue cloth shirt from the low cabinet with a familiar movement and went out the door.

  Ming Xuan stood in front of the door, where the view was good, and she could clearly see Pei Jingchen jump into the hot spring where they first met, his mouth corners twitching upwards. His whole body was indeed dusty, but being dirty and sticky was obviously just an excuse. When he took off his armor in the hut, his clothes were clean, except for a slight sweaty smell from traveling, there was nothing else. He just wanted to use the impact of the spring water to extinguish the fire that had already been ignited within him.

  Her gaze slightly condensed, and she couldn't help but shake her head, with a happy smile overflowing from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. In her heart, she thought that Pei Jingchen was able to brake in time at the critical moment, not only because he had strong self-control, but also because he loved her and their child. She felt sweetness in her heart, yet couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards him, with a certain place in her heart being touched, suddenly melting and becoming extremely tender.

  Perhaps... when emotions reach a certain point, they blend together like milk and water, so even in the desolate wilderness under the blue sky and white sun, what can be done about it?

  Ming Xuan's face flashed a hint of shy redness, she covered her face and turned back into the house to spread out the bedding on the bed.

  Pei Jingchen finished washing up and changed into a coarse linen shirt, his hair casually draped over his shoulders with water droplets still falling from the ends. He saw the sunset in the west, the clouds in the western sky radiating a dazzlingly beautiful light. As he pushed open the door, he laughed and called out to Ming Xuan, "Ah Xuan, come quick and look at the evening glow! The western sky is a deep red, the clouds are like galloping horses, isn't it breathtaking!"

  He was about to pull Ming Xuan out when he heard the sound of the door creaking shut, and suddenly realized that his waist was wrapped in Wen Xiang's arms, Ming Xuan stuck to his chest, rubbing against his chest with her body sideways, her hands intentionally or unintentionally grinding against the red berries on his chest, she lifted her head, her face flushed all over, but there was a pool of clear water rippling in her eyes.

  "She bit her lip and whispered, 'Sunset, look again later. Now, first...'"

  Perhaps it was Ming Xuan's appearance that was too provocative, and Pei Jingchen's hard-won calmness was instantly stirred up again. He took a deep breath, trying to control himself, but the person in front of him had already tiptoed and covered his lips.

  This deliciousness that was delivered to his doorstep, he couldn't possibly refuse, so he could only indulge in it, making this entwined kiss extremely passionate. In his heart, he thought, just a little peck would be fine, absolutely wouldn't take a step beyond the boundary. But after getting a taste of this fragrance and sweetness, the suppressed desire for over half a year burst forth like an unstoppable river, and the love in his heart overflowed like the Yellow River bursting its banks, impossible to hold back once it started.

  In the midst of kissing, Ming Xuan fumbled to remove Pei Jingchen's clothes, leading him to lie down on the bed, and then unceremoniously roamed and ravaged his body. Her jade-like fingers passed through the tender and juicy red lips, arriving at a flat plain, then traversed the swamp and dense forest, reaching that towering peak. She stroked back and forth, sometimes gently, sometimes heavily, causing the man beneath her to tremble with wave after wave of shock.

  She felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, couldn't tell why, just very satisfied.

  Pei Jingchen did not expect that Ming Xuan's clumsy technique could provoke him to this extent. The anger he had accumulated was ready to erupt, but his mind still retained a last shred of clarity. With great difficulty, he grasped Ming Xuan's palm and said, "No, I'm afraid it will hurt, and our child won't be comfortable. Don't do it for me...I can endure it, self-control and endurance are also a kind of spiritual practice, I can bear it!"

  Deep-seated concerns and immense love kept him sober in the face of intense **.

  "Didn't we ask Dr. Sun before? He said that this period of time is okay, as long as you're careful, it won't harm the child."

  Pei Jingchen thought for a moment, nodded and then shook his head. "I asked Dr. Sun about it, and he said it was okay, but just now he said no, so there must be something wrong with him to say that. Ah Xuan, let's forget it, better safe than sorry. Dr. Sun and Xiao Su are far away in Shengjing, and our ancestors' wives are not here either. Although Yuanhui Aunt has also learned some medical skills from the master, but after all, they are just superficial. If something really happens, we will regret it too late."

  His face suddenly turned solemn, and his lower body's proud demeanor unknowingly took on a dejected air.

  Ming Xuan's face stiffened slightly, and she was also somewhat emotionally stirred by the previous intimacy. However, just as things were about to happen, Pei Jingxun suddenly retreated, which made her feel a surge of inexplicable anger. In fact, her body was in excellent condition, and it was already the sixth month, so as long as they weren't too intense, there shouldn't be any problem with making love. Just now, she had only felt a bit embarrassed, and that's why she used the child as an excuse to politely decline. Did he understand her polite decline?

  Thinking of this, she simply sat on his waist with a heavy belly, "Did I say no earlier? Which ear did you hear me say no?"

  Pei Jingchen still had some hesitation, "But the child..."

  Ming Xuan was so angry that she couldn't help but bite down hard on his shoulder. "The child is fine, he's also looking forward to going in to see him, should we go or not?"

  The man on the couch said hastily, "Go, I'll go!"

  Before long, a series of gentle gasps came from the small hut, accompanied by the sunset outside, forming the most beautiful love song.

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