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Chapter 820: Startling Heart Mingyu 32

Kangxi brushed back his wet hair, his expression becoming more serious: "I will keep my word. If this 'shameless' tenderness can make Yu'er more dependent on me, I am willing to stay with her forever."

Mingyu was stunned, her ears turned red, she turned her arms in the water, trying to hide her shyness: "Your Majesty is good at talking, but who knows if it's true or false."

Hearing this, Kangxi raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He gently put down the towel, reached his hand into the water, held her wrist, and said softly: "Mingyu, every word I say is from the heart. If you don't believe me, I am willing to personally wash you every day from now on, and spend the rest of my life in exchange for your trust, okay?"

Mingyu quietly looked at the big hand that was holding her wrist. It was cautious and powerful, revealing the confidence that only an emperor could have.

"The Emperor is going to spoil Mingyu to the point of losing his temper." She lowered her long eyelashes, as if shy and angry, and her voice was as soft and long as the chirping of swallows under the eaves in spring.

Kangxi held her hand tightly and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"You are my concubine. If I don't favor you, who else can I favor?" His voice was low and carried a bit of innate majesty, but it seemed particularly gentle because of the tenderness at this moment.

Mingyu raised her eyelashes, and a slight ripple floated in her misty eyes.

Kangxi chuckled softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Why, you just said a few sweet words and I scared you?"

Mingyu raised her hand and punched him lightly, saying angrily, "Your Majesty always loves to make fun of me."

"Well, that won't do." Kangxi took her hand and carefully held her wet fingers in his palm.

"But you are my Mingyu, you have to learn to get used to it." The light in his eyes was like a deep spring, gentle, yet secretly hot.

Mingyu's cheeks burned when he looked at her. She simply pulled her hand back from his palm and lifted a few strands of wet hair to cover her face. "Your Majesty, you are so slick. I don't know what evil has befallen me that has caused Your Majesty so much trouble."

Seeing her like this, Kangxi smiled even more deeply, "Mingyu, it is you who made me bewitched." As he spoke, he slowly stood up and leaned closer to her.

Mingyu felt a chill after hearing Kangxi's words "It was you who bewitched me". The numbness spread along her spine. She couldn't help but raise her arms slightly to cover her cheeks. The gauze-like mist covered her red ears.

She said angrily, "Your Majesty really learned the words from the storybooks when he was fifteen to deceive young ladies, didn't you? I will not be the 'foolish child' in your storybooks."

Kangxi was slightly startled, then laughed, pretending to be "sincerely convinced", and deliberately sighed: "It seems that my sincere words, in Yu'er's eyes, have become love words sold in novels?"

As he spoke, he slowly approached, his warm breath almost brushing Mingyu's ear: "Tell me, how can I prove that this 'evil thought' in my heart is genuine?"

How could Mingyu stand up in such an atmosphere? She bit her lower lip tightly, and the crystal light reflected in the water almost reflected her blushing face.

Mingyu lowered her eyelids, took a deep breath, and said shyly, "Your Majesty, I heard that there will be another talent show after the New Year?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them seemed to suddenly stop, and the mist in the bathtub seemed to be frozen.

Kangxi paused as he was gently touching the water's surface, looked up at her, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

It was hard to tell whether it was teasing or joy in his expression, as if he had seen through her cautious probing. He stared at her straight and asked slowly, "Hmm? Yu'er, are you concerned about state affairs, or -"

He paused deliberately: "Could it be...jealous?"

"Your Majesty!" Mingyu's face suddenly turned red, and her slender jade fingers subconsciously scooped up a handful of water from the water and sprinkled it on him, as if to cover up the embarrassment surging in her heart.

She pouted, her eyes wide open, with a bit of unwillingness and helplessness: "How could I! This selection is a big event in the palace, I just asked casually!"

Kangxi chuckled and waved his sleeves to block the water, but he did not hide the joy between his eyebrows. He slowly approached Mingyu, but his tone was half serious: "Oh? So, Yu'er really doesn't mind me taking more concubines?"

Mingyu was obviously stunned when she heard this.

Soon, her face turned cold, and the remaining traces of shame at the corners of her eyes were replaced by a thin layer of frost.

She was silent for a moment, then straightened her sleeves, forcing herself to suppress the urge to turn around and leave. She opened her lips and spoke softly, but her tone was already cold: "Your Majesty wants to take a new concubine, and I naturally cannot stop you. What qualifications do I have to interfere in the affairs of your harem?"

Her strong and cold tone reduced her usual tenderness and charm, and seemed a little strange. Her bright eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, no longer as warm and affectionate as usual.

Kangxi was slightly startled, then realized that she was really angry. He looked at Mingyu's stubborn look, sighed softly, and reached out to hold her hand, but she dodged nimbly, and looked at him with clear eyes with a bit of vigilance.

"Mingyu." Kangxi called her softly, his tone gentle and soothing: "Are you really jealous? Why are you so unwilling to obey?"

Mingyu chuckled and said, "I dare not."

She lowered her eyes, and her voice became lower and lower, revealing stubbornness: "I am just a concubine, I know I shouldn't get involved in the emperor's muddy water."

She raised her voice a little and said stubbornly, "Your Majesty, please let me take you. I dare not say anything more."

Kangxi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he saw her like this. The mockery in his eyes was instantly replaced by deep doting: "How can you be my concubine? You are clearly my little vixen. When you get jealous, you are not as obedient as usual."

Mingyu snorted coldly, raised her hand to push her wet hair behind her ears, and was too lazy to argue with Kangxi any more. She picked up the thin cloak hanging on the screen and put it on. Although her movements seemed casual, they were elegant and calm.

As her toes stepped out of the bathtub, crystal clear water droplets slid down her white legs, making a subtle sound of water breaking on the bluestone floor.

Kangxi saw Mingyu wearing a thin robe, and her slender back revealed a sense of stubbornness.

He suddenly felt his throat tighten and his palms slightly cold.

This little vixen was clearly very angry, but she was still being stubborn.

He knew that his joke had annoyed Mingyu. Even though it was just an unintentional joke, the little girl was pregnant and her emotions were easily volatile. Coupled with her sensitive and meticulous personality, his words were like pouring fuel on the fire.

Kangxi couldn't help cursing himself: "How stupid!"