After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 184 Murong He: "Just play with me! You watch me play from the sidelines!"

Xiaodie walked over with light steps, carefully carrying a delicate porcelain bowl filled with steaming hot tonics.

Xiaodie gently placed the porcelain bowl on the table in front of Lin Qianqian, her face full of smiles, and said, "Miss, this was specially prepared for you by the Imperial Kitchen at the Prince's request. It contains the finest bird's nest, red dates, goji berries, and other nourishing ingredients. It's been stewed to perfection. Please try it! It's very nourishing and good for you and the little baby in your belly."

Lin Qianqian merely raised her eyes slightly, her expression forlorn, her brows furrowed as if shrouded in a faint melancholy. She exuded a sullen air, not even glancing at him. She replied listlessly, "Leave it there, I'll drink it later!"

Seeing this, Xiaodie scratched her head, her face full of confusion, and tilted her head to ask, "Miss, what's wrong? Who made you unhappy again? You're pregnant now, you should be happy."

Lin Qianqian gently shook her head, her tone calm yet tinged with a hint of helplessness: "It's nothing..."

Xiaodie quickly moved closer and advised with a smile, "Then don't think too much about it! Drink it while it's hot, it won't be as effective if it gets cold."

Lin Qianqian seemed not to hear, but slowly looked up at the sky with a blank and sad look in her eyes. Then she sighed softly. Xiao Die was even more confused by her sighing and became anxious, but she didn't know what to do.

Just then, a kite wobbled and landed in their backyard. Lin Qianqian was lost in her thoughts and didn't notice it, but the sharp-eyed Xiaodie spotted it first.

Xiaodie quickly ran over and picked up the kite. The kite was quite beautiful. Its frame was made of thin bamboo strips, which were flexible and light. The paper pasted on it was of excellent quality, as thin as a cicada's wing yet very strong. It was carefully painted with colorful butterfly patterns. The butterfly's wings seemed to be trembling slightly, as if it was about to take flight. Several long colorful ribbons were also attached around the kite, swaying gently in the wind, like colorful ribbons dancing by fairies.

After picking up the kite, Xiaodie looked around curiously. It was quiet, and there was no one else in sight. She scratched her head and muttered to herself, "Strange, where did this kite come from?" Then, she walked towards Lin Qianqian, holding the kite and waving it in her hand, saying, "Miss, look, where did this kite come from!"

Upon hearing Xiaodie's words, Lin Qianqian instinctively looked over, her gaze immediately drawn to the kite. She slowly reached out and took the kite from Xiaodie, examining it closely. As she looked at it, she couldn't help but exclaim, "How exquisite! This kite must have taken a lot of effort..."

Lin Qianqian's thoughts drifted away with the kite, and warm memories of flying kites with her sister floated into her mind.

It was a bright and sunny spring day. The grass in the countryside was lush and green, and a gentle breeze was blowing. She and her sister each held a kite, running and laughing as they released their kites into the azure sky. Their parents sat on the grass nearby, their eyes full of affection as they watched the two sisters play. At that time, the four of them lived together happily and contentedly.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianqian's lips involuntarily turned up, but a tear quietly welled up in the corner of her eye. It was a longing for the beautiful past and a sigh for the changes that had taken place.

At this moment, Prince Murong He came running in with his short legs. His chubby little face was flushed with a faint blush from running, and his big eyes were bright and clever.

After entering the courtyard, he first looked around curiously, turning his little head back and forth as if searching for something. Then he scratched his head, his brows furrowing slightly, looking puzzled.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Lin Qianqian sitting over there, and he immediately noticed that she was holding her kite. His eyes lit up, and he walked towards her with light steps.

Approaching Lin Qianqian, Murong He looked up at her with his little face full of expectation and said in a childish voice, "Ninth Imperial Aunt, can you give me back my kite?"

Lin Qianqian looked at the adorable little guy in front of her, then glanced down at the kite in her hand. A teasing smile appeared on her face, her eyes and brows brimming with laughter. She deliberately teased him, "Is this kite yours?"

Upon hearing this, Murong He quickly nodded his little head vigorously, his braids swaying back and forth, and said eagerly, "Mmm~ Mother made this especially for me!"

Lin Qianqian raised an eyebrow, her smile widening, and continued, "Oh, I see. Then tell me, what patterns are on this kite? If you answer correctly, the kite is yours, and I can return it to you!"

Upon hearing this, Murong He puffed out his little chest and said confidently, "Ninth Imperial Aunt, there are colorful butterflies embroidered on it. The butterflies are so exquisitely embroidered, every wing seems to move, just like real butterflies about to take flight. Mother is so amazing!"

Upon hearing Murong He's childish yet proud words, Lin Qianqian was slightly taken aback at first, then couldn't help but chuckle. As she laughed, she gently tapped Murong He's chubby little face with her finger, her eyes full of doting affection, and said, "You explained it so clearly. It seems this kite is indeed yours. Here, your royal aunt will return it to you!" As she spoke, Lin Qianqian gently handed the kite to Murong He, her movements exceptionally tender.

A bright smile instantly bloomed on Murong He's face. He quickly reached out his little hand and carefully took the kite, saying repeatedly, "Thank you, Ninth Imperial Aunt! Ninth Imperial Aunt is so kind!"

Lin Qianqian was even more delighted by his well-behaved and adorable appearance, and said with a smile, "Oh my, your little mouth is as sweet as honey. Go and play with your precious kite."

Murong He, holding a kite, looked at Lin Qianqian with bright, expectant eyes and invited her in a childish voice, "Ninth Imperial Aunt, come fly a kite with me, it's so much fun!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian looked troubled and subconsciously began, "This..."

Seeing this scene, Xiaodie couldn't help but laugh. She quickly explained to Murong He with a smile, "Young Prince, the Princess can't play with you now."

Upon hearing this, Murong He blinked his big eyes, pouted his cherry-like lips, frowned slightly, and looked up at him with a puzzled expression, asking, "Why?"

Xiaodie couldn't help but chuckle at his appearance, then patiently explained, "Because, the princess is pregnant now and can't move around easily, so she needs to rest."

Upon hearing this, Murong He immediately opened his big, round eyes and stared intently at Lin Qianqian's belly, which wasn't showing much yet. His little face was full of curiosity. Then, he pouted his pink lips and asked in a childish voice, "Is there really a little baby in your belly?"

Looking at his innocent and naive appearance, Lin Qianqian pursed her lips, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she nodded lightly, saying, "Yes, that's right."

Upon hearing this, Murong He's eyes lit up with excitement. He tilted his head and asked expectantly, "Can I touch it?"

Seeing his curious and adorable expression, Lin Qianqian smiled and said, "Of course you can."

Upon hearing this, Murong He immediately and carefully reached out his little hand and gently placed it on Lin Qianqian's belly. His little hand was soft, and his movements were so gentle as if he were afraid of disturbing something. After stroking it a few times, he pouted, frowned, and said with a puzzled look, "Why isn't the baby moving?"

These words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly making Lin Qianqian and Xiaodie laugh.

Xiaodie laughed so hard she almost fell over, saying between laughs, "Your Highness, it's not the due date yet, the baby is still too small, of course you can't hear any movement."

Murong He still looked confused after hearing Xiao Die's explanation, pouting and scratching his head.

Looking at his innocent yet adorable appearance, Lin Qianqian felt a surge of affection and gently stroked his head, creating a heartwarming scene.

Murong He's eyes darted around, and he immediately ran to Lin Qianqian's side, reaching out his two little hands to tightly grasp Lin Qianqian's sleeves. He looked up at her, his eyes brimming with tears, and with a pout, he began to whine in a tearful voice, "Ninth Imperial Aunt, please, just play with me. If you're tired, just sit and watch me play, okay? It's so boring playing by myself."

Seeing this, Xiaodie hurriedly tried to dissuade her again: "Young Prince..." But before she could finish speaking, Lin Qianqian gently pulled her back and shook her head slightly.

Lin Qianqian looked at the expectant little guy in front of her, frowned slightly as if she had thought it over carefully, then sighed softly, pursed her lips, and showed a helpless yet doting smile on her face. She nodded slightly and said, "Okay! I promise you, I'll go with you."

Upon hearing this, Murong He's eyes, which had been filled with tears, instantly lit up, like two small stars that had been lit up in an instant, dazzling and bright.

He excitedly let go of Lin Qianqian's sleeve, jumped up on the spot, waving his little hands as he jumped, and shouted loudly, "Wow, great, great! Ninth Aunt agreed to play with me!" His happy appearance was as if he had received the most precious treasure in the world. The whole courtyard seemed to be infected by his happiness and filled with a joyful atmosphere.