"How is Minhan Changyang?" Xue Moyun asked anxiously. The two of them walked back and quickly went to see Minhan Changyang.

"The situation has improved, but I still haven't woken up." The imperial physician shook his head.

"Alright." Xue Moyun replied as she walked over to Minhan Changyang's bedside. She was still in a deep slumber. His face was very calm and she looked like she was sleeping soundly. Occasionally, she would frown, and a look of sadness would surface on his face, but it would only last for a moment.

"How could he be like this?" Xue Moyun saw him frown, and was worried that he might not feel comfortable.

"Oh, that's not a problem. He seems to be dreaming, living in there. Life naturally has joy, anger and sorrow. " The imperial physician calmly explained.

Hearing this, Xue Moyun calmed down.

Seeing her expression, Mu Ying's heart felt like it was being knocked over. His face showed displeasure, but he suppressed it. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not say anything.

"What's the matter with you?" After Xue Moyun finished looking at Minhan Changyang, she turned to see that Mu Ying was deep in thought.

"Nothing." Mu Ying opened his mouth, barely able to force out a trace of a faint smile.

Xue Moyun glanced at Mu Ying, and gently covered his hand with his. She felt that Mu Ying seemed to have something on his mind, but since he was unwilling to say it, she didn't feel right asking further.

"The matter with the comfort zone has been dealt with. Look, let's go back to the West Cold sometime." Mu Ying held Xue Moyun's hand backhandedly, and asked gently.

"Mn, I was thinking the same way. I want to return to the West Cold as soon as possible. "But, now that the child is about to be born, if we were to start on the road now, I'm afraid …"

Xue Moyun supported her waist with one hand, while the other stroked the mischievous brat in his stomach. He had been exercising more and more recently. It seemed that he did not want to stay in his stomach any longer. She could not wait to get out.

"Look at me, forget about it." Just now, he was thinking of getting jealous, so he wanted Xue Moyun to quickly leave the comfort zone and stay away from Minhan Changyang. She forgot for a moment how inconvenient her body was right now.

Xue Moyun pulled her hand: "Don't be like this. As a father for the first time, I will always feel a little uncomfortable. I will get used to it in the future." Xue Moyun lowered her head and smiled, his face completely red.

Seeing her like this, the jealousy in Mu Ying's heart disappeared. He gently reached out and embraced Xue Moyun in her arms, "I feel that you have become more and more like a woman's loving mother, an extremely lovable woman." Mu Ying sighed with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"Are you saying I always am?" Xue Moyun pretended to be angry.

"I dare not, I'm saying that you are becoming more and more enchanting …" Mu Ying whispered into Xue Moyun's ear and laughed wickedly.

"Sigh, you …" Xue Moyun knew that Mu Ying was making fun of her, so he shyly patted Mu Ying's shoulders.

As the two of them were talking, a person walked over hastily. It turned out to be Na Du. Upon seeing the two of them, he respectfully bowed. "Milord, Madam, the king requests your presence."

"The king?" The two of them looked at each other.

"Yes, please follow me." Na Du dodged to the side, bent down, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Fine." Mu Ying promised as he followed Na Du out.

As soon as they left, the king had already sent eight palanquins to welcome the two. Xue Moyun and Mu Ying sat on a palanquin as they headed towards the palace.

Originally, Peng Cheng had dealt with most of the things in this period of time, but now, he finally had the time to meet Xue Moyun and the others.