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Chapter 792: Startling Heart Mingyu 4

He sighed softly and said softly, "Okay, okay, I get it. You are just a little hot pepper, you get ignited at the slightest touch."

Mingyu defended herself in a low voice: "Your Highness...Your Highness didn't mean it...It's just...It's just that her words were so...so irritating..."

Kangxi smiled and shook his head. This little girl was still being stubborn. He took her into his arms and patted her back gently, like coaxing a child.

"Okay, I know, I know."

Kangxi held Mingyu in his arms, feeling her soft body, smelling her faint fragrance, and felt peaceful and harmonious in his heart.

He knew that this little girl was quirky, spoiled and willful, even a little bit unruly, but he just liked her energy. Just like a blooming wild rose, with thorns, but also very charming.

He rubbed Mingyu's hair lovingly and said softly, "Okay, I believe you."

Mingyu looked up at Kangxi, feeling both touched and uneasy. She was touched by Kangxi's trust and doting, but uneasy about her lie. She bit her lip, but didn't tell the truth in the end.

Seeing her like this, how could Kangxi not know what she was thinking? He smiled and tapped Mingyu's nose, jokingly saying, "Little brat, what are you thinking about again?"

Mingyu was seen through by Kangxi. Her face turned red and she said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? Your servant...How could your servant..."

Kangxi laughed loudly, hugged her tighter, and whispered in her ear: "You are just a little rascal, I see through you."

Mingyu twisted her body in his arms, trying to break free, but he held her tighter.

"Be good, don't move..." Kangxi's voice was low and magnetic, as if it carried some kind of magic, which stopped Mingyu from struggling.

She was like a kitten with its fur stroked, nestling obediently in his arms, feeling his warm body temperature and listening to his strong heartbeat.

Kangxi gently rested his chin on Mingyu's head, stroking it again and again. He greedily breathed in the faint fragrance emanating from Mingyu's body, a mixture of the girl's body fragrance and the fragrance of powder, which made him a little distracted.

Mingyu buried her head in Kangxi's chest, feeling the ambergris emanating from him, a scent that made her feel safe and comfortable. She secretly raised her eyes and looked at Kangxi's angular chin.

After a long time, Kangxi spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse: "Mingyu, are you willing to stay with me?"

Mingyu suddenly raised her head from Kangxi's arms, her almond-shaped eyes wide open with a hint of panic and confusion.

"Ah?" she repeated subconsciously.

"Didn't you say that you would give me time to think about it?"

Kangxi looked at Mingyu's frightened look and couldn't help laughing. He gently stroked Mingyu's cheek with his fingertips and said softly, "I have changed my mind."

"But..." Mingyu's heart was beating fast. She didn't understand why Kangxi suddenly changed his mind, and she didn't understand how she should respond.

Kangxi stared at Mingyu with a burning gaze, as if he wanted to suck her in completely.

"Mingyu." His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of unquestionable arrogance: "I can't wait any longer."

Mingyu's breathing hitched, and she felt her cheeks getting hotter and hotter, as if they were about to burn.

"Your Majesty..." Mingyu wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Kangxi hugged her tighter and whispered in her ear: "Mingyu, I love you, can't you feel it?"

Mingyu's body trembled slightly, and Kangxi's breath sprayed on her ears, making her feel numb. Of course, she could feel Kangxi's love for her, from the way he looked at her, from the tone of his voice, and from his meticulous care for her.

She raised her head and met Kangxi's deep gaze, which was full of tenderness and doting, making it impossible for her to avoid it.

"Your servant..." Mingyu's lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something but couldn't.

Kangxi seemed to see through her thoughts, and he gently stroked her lips with his thumb.

Kangxi looked at Mingyu's shy appearance and loved her even more. He gently kissed her forehead and said softly: "Mingyu, you are mine, and I will never let you leave me."

A trace of panic flashed in Mingyu's eyes. She tried to break free from Kangxi's arms, but he held her tighter.

"But...but my sister and father and mother will be worried..."

Hearing this, Kangxi stopped smiling, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He held Mingyu's face, gently stroking her delicate skin with his thumb, and spoke in a gentle but unquestionable firm tone: "I know what you are worried about, but I promise you that I will explain to your sister and your mother, I will let them know my feelings for you, and I will never let them embarrass you."

Kangxi asked someone to bring porridge. He knew Mingyu's preferences very well. He remembered that she liked lotus seed porridge that was sweet but not greasy, and she preferred fresh flowers picked in the morning with dew on them.

Today's porridge is the lotus seed porridge carefully cooked by the imperial kitchen, garnished with a few crystal clear candied fruits, exuding an enticing sweet fragrance.

Kangxi scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it gently to cool it, and brought it to Mingyu's lips. Mingyu hesitated for a moment, but still opened her mouth and drank it obediently.

The warm porridge slid down her throat, dispelling the coldness from her body and gradually relaxing her tense nerves.

Seeing her drinking the porridge obediently, Kangxi's smile deepened, and he fed her spoonful by spoonful, his movements gentle and considerate. Mingyu's eyes fell on Kangxi's focused face, and her heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably again.

She looked at him secretly. His angular face, deep eyes and high nose bridge all showed the majesty of an emperor and the charm of a mature man.

"Is it delicious?" Kangxi asked softly when he saw her dazed look.

Mingyu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded gently, whispering, "Mm, it's delicious."

Kangxi looked at her shy appearance and liked her even more. He fed the last spoonful of porridge into her mouth, then picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the porridge stains left at the corners of her mouth.

Mingyu was somewhat overwhelmed by his sudden intimacy, and sat there stiffly, not daring to move. Kangxi looked at her nervousness and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Did I scare you?" he asked softly, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

Mingyu shook her head and whispered, “No.”

Kangxi put down the handkerchief, stood up and walked to the vase beside him, took out a bunch of beautiful red plums from it, plucked a few flowers and put them in Mingyu's bun.

"I remember that you like plum blossoms the most." Kangxi looked at Mingyu with tenderness in his eyes.

"This plum blossom is perfect for you."

Mingyu reached out and touched the plum blossoms on her hair, and a faint plum fragrance filled her nose, refreshing her heart. She raised her head and met Kangxi's gentle gaze.

"How did the emperor know?" Mingyu touched the plum blossoms with her fingertips. The delicate red plum blossoms set off her fair skin, making her look even more charming.

Kangxi smiled gently, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"The first time I saw you, you were wearing plum-red clothes, chasing butterflies in the imperial garden, like a happy elf. Later, I asked someone to inquire about your preferences and found out that you liked plum blossoms the most."

He paused, staring at Mingyu with burning eyes: "Just like I like you."

Mingyu's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't expected Kangxi to be so attentive and remember even her little details so clearly. She lowered her eyes to hide her inner panic and said softly, "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

Kangxi gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him, "Mingyu, look at me."

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of irresistible majesty. Mingyu didn't dare to disobey and could only raise her eyes to meet his gaze.

"You should understand my feelings for you. I hope you can seriously consider it."

Mingyu was in a state of confusion. She knew that she did have feelings for Kangxi, but this feeling came too suddenly, leaving her a little overwhelmed.

What's more, he is the emperor, the supreme ruler, and she is just the younger sister of the Eighth Lady. There is a huge difference in their status. How can she dare to accept this relationship?

"Your Majesty, your servant..." Mingyu hesitated to speak, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Kangxi seemed to see her concerns. He stroked her hair and said softly, "I know what you are worried about, but don't worry, I will protect you and will not let you suffer any grievances."

Kangxi looked at the charming Mingyu and couldn't help but slowly lower his head. Kangxi's warm breath sprayed on Mingyu's face, with a faint scent of ambergris, which made her feel dizzy.

His eyes were scorching and affectionate, as if they wanted to melt her whole body. Mingyu's heart was beating like a drum, and she was so nervous that she almost suffocated. She instinctively wanted to avoid him, but she was enveloped by Kangxi's strong aura and couldn't move.

His lips gently fell on hers, soft and warm, brushing her heart like a feather. At first it was just a touch of a dragonfly skimming the water, then it became deep and lingering.

Mingyu's mind went blank, and all her thoughts turned into the feeling at the moment. This was a feeling she had never experienced before, strange but addictive.

Kangxi's hand gently stroked her cheek, his fingertips lightly sliding over her eyebrows and nose, and finally stopping on her lips, caressing them gently.

Mingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids, making her look even more delicate and charming. She closed her eyes tightly, feeling Kangxi's gentleness and domineering. His kiss was a little predatory, but full of pity and love.

Mingyu was so embarrassed that her cheeks were flushed, like a ripe peach on a branch, so beautiful and tempting. She gently pushed Kangxi's chest away, trying to avoid his burning gaze, but he pulled her back into his arms.

"Mingyu..." Kangxi's voice was low and hoarse.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally stopped at her delicate lips, sucking them tenderly and lovingly.