Chapter 161

"What story would you like to hear?" Leon asked.

"Whatever, I'll listen to whatever you say."

Oh my, you have such a sweet tongue. (Phosphorus)

Leon was delighted by the sweetness, and his resentment immediately subsided considerably.

He pondered for a moment, and soon came up with a story to tell.

To be honest, he has quite a few stories to tell; after all, being able to tell stories is a basic skill for any dad with a child.

"Then let me tell you a story called 'The Little Dragon Crossing the River'."

"Um."(

"The story goes that once upon a time, there was a little dragon who wanted to cross a stream, but the current was very strong, and she was afraid she would be swept away. So she asked a passing big dragon, who said the stream was shallow and she could easily cross."

"Then the little dragon asked the squirrel next to her, but the squirrel said the river was too deep and too dangerous. The little dragon hesitated, she—")

Losweiser suddenly spoke up, "Wait a minute, I have a question."

"What?"

Why can squirrels talk?

"..."

"Also, why doesn't this baby dragon use the bridge?"

"This..."

"Why didn't the dragon who was passing by just take her there? This story is truly disheartening. Let's find another one."

Indeed, adults can't understand children's romance.

Leon thought for a moment, then changed the story.

"The next story is called 'The Crow Drinks from the House - Ba (8) 0 Abandon Liu Yishui'."

"Um."

"The story goes that a crow was very thirsty and happened to see a bottle filled with water. However, the opening of the bottle was too small, and there wasn't enough water, so its beak couldn't reach the water inside. After thinking for a while, the crow had a clever idea. It flew to the riverbank, fetched many pebbles, and threw them into the bottle. This caused the water level to rise, and the crow was able to drink the water smoothly. This story teaches us—"

"Wait a minute, I have another question."

"... What?"

Losweiser turned her head, staring intently into her beautiful silver eyes, and asked with a serious expression.

"This crow can already fly to the riverbank, so why doesn't it just drink the water directly from the river instead of carrying stones back to fill the bottle?"

"Um...it might...be a germaphobe?" Leon's explanation sounded rather weak.

"Why? Is the river dirty? Did the Little Dragon Crossing the River?"

What a dream collaboration! It's a path I never even imagined.

Leon sighed. "Losweiser, is it so hard to keep a childlike heart?"

"Hmph, you don't want to tell me a story properly, fine, but you also say I have no childlike heart."

Was it because I didn't explain it to you properly? It was clearly because you weren't listening!

Telling stories to Losweiser, who came with the intention of tormenting him, was simply asking for trouble.

Just as she was feeling sentimental, the bed stirred, and Losweiser turned around, her back to Leon.

Whew~ Leon secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that tonight is over.

The bedroom fell silent, with only the ticking of the wall clock in the background.

Leon also turned over, adjusting to a more comfortable sleeping position, and then slowly closed his eyes.

As drowsiness crept in, Leon yawned.

After an unknown amount of time, Leon had drifted into a semi-conscious state, and even dreamt of his master's donkey—

But just then, the Dragon Queen's voice suddenly came from behind again.

"I want to eat an apple."

Leon gave a mumbled hum, pretending not to hear.

Then, the next second, a delicate foot pressed against his waist, and a clear, resonant voice said, "I want to eat an apple."

Soft feet pressed tightly against his waist, their nimble toes playfully wiggling back and forth, keeping Leon wide awake.

He sighed heavily—more tonight than he had in the past week—slowly turned around, reached out, pinched Losweiser's cheek, and gently turned her head toward the wall clock.

"Tell me, Melkwy, what time is it?"

"3:20 a. m.," Losweiser replied honestly, her mouth clenched into an "O" shape.

"So, what kind of apple were you eating at 3:20 in the morning?" Leon was exasperated.

He now understood why Losweiser had told him during the day, "If you're so capable, then don't go to bed with me."

It turns out that this statement wasn't a threat, but rather a piece of advice.

Now look what's happened, I've been kept up until 3 a. m. and still haven't been able to sleep.

"Aren't you going to give me an apple? Then I'm going to make a scene." That's a real threat.

Damn it, what exactly does marriage bring to men?!

Leon had no choice but to lift the covers and get out of bed.

He found an apple and a fruit knife, went back to his bedside, turned on the bedside lamp, and began to peel it carefully.

The peel came off completely, in a thin layer, without breaking in the middle.

Losweiser raised an eyebrow. "Impressive swordsmanship."

"Thank you for the compliment. I used to give donkeys—"

"Shut up." Losweiser rolled her eyes at him, took the apple from his hand, and took a bite.

It's very sweet and crunchy, delicious.

She sat leaning against the headboard, holding an apple in both hands, eating it in small bites, looking very serious.

Although he didn't understand why eating an apple required such seriousness, after so many days, Leon had learned a lesson:

Mind your own business when it comes to pregnant women.

"You're full, you can finish the rest." Losweiser handed the half-eaten apple to Leon.

Leon looked down and saw that it was indeed neatly arranged, with only half remaining.

Wow, so you were eating so intently just now so that you'd leave exactly half of it?

What's the point of doing this?

Forget it, mind your own business when it comes to pregnant women.

Leon took the apple and bit into it.

The flesh was sweet; I couldn't tell if it was the apple's own flavor or the lingering scent of Losweiser's lips.

Actually, this isn't the first time in recent times that Leon has eaten food that Losweiser couldn't finish.

A pregnant woman's appetite is strange; it comes on quickly and goes off quickly.

It would be a shame to throw away food that they couldn't finish, so the couple decided to solve the problem together.

Leon held the apple in his mouth, freeing his hands to clean up the peel and fruit knife.

After eating and drinking her fill, the pregnant woman happily went back to bed.

Leon glanced at her. This time, it should be time to end tonight's ordeal, right?

He glanced at the bedside table drawer by chance.

The drawer was half-open, and there seemed to be a form inside.

Leon took it out and saw that it was a registration form for a prenatal yoga class.

His thoughts drifted back to two months ago when he and Losweiser ran into his sister Ischa when they went to Sky City to buy nutritional supplements. It was Ischa who had helped Losweiser sign up for the supplements.

It's said to be suitable for pregnant women over three months pregnant.

But Losweiser never brought it up.

Looking at the yoga registration form in his hand, Leon's mind began to wander.

"You must be too bored during the day to stay up at night. Humph, Dragon Queen, you've been tormenting me for so long, we have to return the favor."

The following morning, Losweiser stood on the balcony and looked out toward the Holy Temple's backyard.

Noa and Sister Muen were having a snowball fight with the maids, their faces beaming with innocent and happy smiles.

The Queen, alone in her chambers, could only stand there silently watching this scene unfold.

She used to scoff when others tried to get her involved in snowball fights;

Now she wants to have a snowball fight, but she can't step out of the Holy Temple gates.

Damn it, it's all Leon Casmod's fault.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be pregnant; if I weren't pregnant, I wouldn't be locked up in the Holy Temple by the Head Maid to nurture my pregnancy during this beautiful winter.

Losweiser thought angrily that if she ever went out, she would definitely build a snowman named Leon, and after it was built, she would stomp on it hard and finally crush it to pieces!

Just thinking about it is awesome.

Losweiser closed her eyes and imagined the scene, which immediately improved her mood.

Speaking of Leon, I haven't seen him all morning. Where did he go to plot some mischief this time?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The footsteps were somewhat chaotic, and it sounded like there were about three people.

Losweiser walked toward the door, and sure enough, in addition to Leon and Anna, there was another member of the maid troupe.

Her name is Milan, and she's a gentle, considerate, and thoughtful girl.

Before Losweiser could ask what it was for, Anna walked over with a registration form, her expression one of self-reproach.

"Your Majesty, so you've always wanted to do yoga. It was Anna's oversight that she didn't consider Your Majesty's needs."

Losweiser paused, blinked, and asked, "When did I ever want to do yoga?"

"Hmm? Your Majesty, don't you remember? When you and the Prince went to Sky City a while ago, didn't you sign up for a prenatal yoga class?"

Anna handed over the yoga class registration form. "I glanced at the registration date; it seems His Your Majesty registered when she was only two months pregnant, right?"

"Ah... yes... but this—"

"It seems His Prince was right after all; husband and wife truly understand each other best."

Anna's tone held a hint of envy, mixed with a sense of helplessness befitting a maid.

No matter how much I care about His Your Majesty or worry about Your Majesty, it's nothing compared to His Your Majesty's bedmate~

Losweiser narrowed her eyes slightly, pondering Anna's words, "The Prince was right after all."

What nonsense is that bastard spouting now!

She glanced sideways at Leon beside her.

The Dragon Slayer stood with his arms crossed, looking like he was enjoying the spectacle.

Okay, okay, Casmod, your attitude means you're admitting you've been up to no good, right?

I'll shut your stinking mouth tonight!

"After His Your Majesty began to rest and recuperate, all the affairs of our Silver Dragon Clan were entrusted to me. This morning, the Prince told me that His Your Majesty was not worried that I would be too busy, so he did not mention practicing yoga."

Anna said, "But Your Majesty, no matter how busy Anna, I will not neglect Your Majesty's needs. Your Majesty feel free to ask."

"After His Prince spoke to me about practicing yoga today, I thought of Milan. She had many years of yoga experience before joining the maid corps, which would be more than enough to meet His Your Majesty's needs."