Five years after her death, she awoke on the dragon bed.

Chapter 115 She is a master at taming emperors!
Lou Suyi thought Yan Hui was too naive.

Although she knew her pregnancy would be discovered that day, she couldn't very well use the imperial heir as a birthday gift. When the concubines in the harem found out she was pregnant with the imperial heir, they would hate her to death; using the heir as a birthday gift would only add fuel to the fire.
After much thought, she decided that since it was such a cold day, she should make a pair of clothes for Empress Dowager Chen as a token of her appreciation.

Since she had no money left, she had no choice but to do needlework herself.

Since everyone knew she was pregnant, she stopped hiding it and started making clothes for the baby. She found her days filled with warmth and fulfillment as she busied herself with caring for her child.

Making a pair of clothes for Empress Dowager Chen was just a side job.

When Murong arrived at Xianfu Palace, Lou Suying was making handmade clothes. She was so focused that she didn't even notice him standing there for a while.

Lou Suyi shook her head until her neck ached, and then she saw that Murong had arrived at some point.

"What are you doing?" Murong sat down next to her, took her hand, and felt its softness and warmth.

The house was heated by an underfloor heating system, so it was warmer than outside.

"It's Her Majesty the Empress Dowager's birthday, and I don't have any presentable birthday gift, so I plan to make a matching garment for Her Majesty," Su Yi answered truthfully.

Just then, Yan Hui excitedly ran in: "Miss, it's snowing!"

She only realized after she shouted that His Majesty had arrived at some unknown time, and she hadn't heard that His Majesty was coming.

Yan Hui stood up awkwardly, about to bow to Murong, but Murong took Lou Suyi's hand, helped her put on the cloak, and carefully tied the ribbon for her: "I'll take you to see the snow."

Lou Suyi remained silent for a moment.

She's not a child, why would she need him to take her to see him? Besides, what merit does a mere nun like her have to have an emperor like him drape her cloak?

Seeing Murong's gentle expression, she recalled the unpleasantness that had occurred when she argued with him after leaving the palace.

His expression was gloomy then, unlike his warm demeanor now.

He also said that day that he would personally escort her back to the Lotus Nunnery after she gave birth.

Once she's finished, he might be eager to kick her out of the palace.

The reason he was being gentle with her at this moment was only because of the imperial heir in her womb.

"Where do you have so many worries?" Murong heard Su Yi sighing and gently tapped her head.

Lou Suyi, of course, couldn't tell the truth, and couldn't help but retort, "Your Majesty is really nosy, interfering with what I think."

Murong held her soft hand tightly, but didn't say anything. He simply led her out of the palace and to the corridor.

Sure enough, it started snowing outside. The goose-feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky, making the palace appear even more magnificent.

"This is the first snow of the year. A good snow promises a good harvest, and next year will surely be a bountiful year." Lou Suying reached out and caught a snowflake, not forgetting to say a few words of goodwill to Murong, wishing the country peace and prosperity.

Sure enough, the emperor's lips curled up, and his eyebrows and eyes softened even more.

Therefore, flattery will never fail you; everyone likes to hear nice things, even emperors.

She leaned forward to catch the snowflakes, but Murong stopped her, saying, "Be careful, don't forget you're pregnant."

Lou Suyi thought to herself that of course she remembered, and she knew what she was doing.

But Murong's anxious concern for the child, coupled with his shameless statement that he only wanted the child and not her, a nun, instantly stirred a rebellious spirit within her. She shook off his hand: "Your Majesty is so nosy! When Your Majesty is not in Xianfu Palace, I can do whatever I want. But when Your Majesty comes, you impose so many restrictions. It would be better if Your Majesty didn't come."

Murong watched Lou Suying walk into the snow, his brows furrowing slightly.

Ji Qing, standing to the side, secretly felt a pang of worry for Lou Suyi.

The Fourth Miss is truly ungrateful. His Majesty took time out of his busy schedule to spend time with her, yet she doesn't know how to be grateful and even complains about being controlled by His Majesty. Isn't it only because she is carrying the imperial heir that she dares to be so disrespectful to His Majesty?
He kept a close eye on His Majesty, fearing that his master might cause trouble, so that he could stop him in time.

But then the master took the oil-paper umbrella, walked to Lou Suyi, and held it up for her.

Lou Suying glanced at the emperor and saw his thin lips pressed tightly together. Perhaps noticing her staring at him, he looked away, but the umbrella was still leaning towards her.

Seeing him still holding an umbrella to shield her from the snow despite his displeasure, she found it amusing; the feeling of being elevated by having a son was truly exhilarating.

Even the emperor had to bow his noble head before her.

Who could blame him when the child in her womb was his first? Last time, the Prince of Nan'an wanted to laugh at the Emperor for not having an heir yet, so of course he had to cherish this one in her belly and not allow it to be lost.

She didn't continue causing trouble, and she knew when to stop.

The child is due soon. If she angers the emperor, he might do something wicked like abandoning the mother and leaving the child behind, which would be a great loss.

But she still deliberately walked around in the snow, and after playing for a while, she didn't see any signs of Murong getting angry. She then felt bored and returned to the palace.

When Murong entered the palace, Ji Qing was heartbroken.

He brushed the snowflakes off Murong's shoulder, glanced resentfully at the unhelpful nun, and hurriedly stuffed a hand warmer into his master's hands: "Your Majesty, quickly warm your hands."

Lou Suyi received Ji Qing's resentful gaze and found it amusing.

Although the emperor is noble, the child in her womb is also precious. Murong insisted on holding an umbrella for her, not because she asked for it.

At this moment, Murong handed the hand warmer to her, and Jiqing looked at her with even more resentment.

Lou Suying didn't stand on ceremony, but when she touched Murong's cold fingertips, she took Murong's hand and placed it on the hand warmer together.

Ji Qing, who was watching closely, was deeply comforted by his master's gesture. The Fourth Miss had merely asked His Majesty to warm his hands, and the frost in His Majesty's expression instantly melted away.

When it comes to taming emperors, Miss Lou Si is undoubtedly a master.

Pah, pah, pah! What do you mean by taming?
Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, how could you possibly be tamed by a woman?
Once her hands were warm, Lou Suying continued making handkerchiefs for Empress Dowager Chen.

Murong noticed a curious little object in a nearby basket. Picking it up, she discovered it was a garment shaped like a tiny figure. It was small, yet shaped like a dress. Had Su Yi made this for their child?

He found it novel and picked up other items to examine them closely. There were children's blouses and open-crotch pants, embroidered with adorable little children—they were incredibly cute.

He was naturally happy when he found out Su Yi was pregnant, after all, he would have an heir.

But the joy back then wasn't as concrete as it is now. The thought of a living little person coming out of her belly and calling them father and mother was a very novel feeling.

Seeing Su Yi so focused on her needlework, his hardened heart seemed to suddenly crack open.

"Take a rest if you're tired. There's still time until Mother's birthday." Murong looked at her for a while and then leaned closer to the little nun.