Chapter 19: His Past - Life As a Prince and Meeting Her
When Xing entered the guest room, Chenglie was leaning on the bed’s headboard with his eyes on the book he was given previously . Xing went and sat on his lap and rested her head on his chest. Chenglie bent one of his knee and put one hand around her neck and another around her waist. She was bundled by him and could hear his heart beats.
"Mmm, comfortable", she said closing her eyes.
" Good", he said kissing her hair. She smells different he thought, more of agarwood, the expensive perfume in the kingdom. You always get the best, don’t you! He smiled thinking.
He rubbed her belly gently, "Still hurts? ". He had read everything in that book and he understood what she might feel.
"Not much. Leave your hands here. It’s warm", she placed her hand above his hand on her belly.
"Xing! You play the zither outstandingly well"
"Really? I only know five tunes. Sister taught me"
"Mmm"
"Do you play? "
"A little flute"
"You should play for me sometime"
"Sure"