Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

Wen Ya still learned about the news of Song Yuan's departure. Song Yuan was going to Jiangzhou and Jiangnan to improve her embroidery skills.

What about her?

She is pregnant with Huan Yan's child again!

Wen Ya reached out and stroked her belly, with a wry smile on her lips.

If you do your own evil, you will not live, and you will have to taste the bitter consequences yourself.

When Huan Yan pushed the door open and came in, he saw Wen Ya sitting on the Arhat couch, tilting her head slightly, in a daze.

Her long and thick eyelashes drooped down covering her beautiful eyes.

Her white jade fingers rested on her belly, where their child was.

Looking at her feet without shoes and stockings, Huan Yan walked over consciously, squatted down, held her feet with his cold hands, and rubbed them gently.

"You are weak, don't walk around barefoot in the house."

There was a warm feeling on her feet. Wen Ya's body trembled and she subconsciously moved her feet away from his palm.

At this moment, he seems to be a normal person again, but unfortunately, when he is not normal, he is simply a madman!

Huan Yan was not upset, he stood up and sat quietly next to her.

"Wen Ya, let's get married."

Wen Ya shook her head: "There is no need to get married, as long as the marriage certificate is registered."

"Huan Yan, remember, even if I signed the marriage contract, it was to give my two children a legitimate identity."

Even if it was just like this, Huan Yan was extremely happy. He moved over emotionally and placed a light kiss on Wen Ya's forehead.

But Wen Ya pushed Huan Yan away and stood up to move. As soon as her feet landed on the ground, her legs were so weak that she almost fell backwards.

Huan Yan immediately supported her and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Wen Ya covering her mouth with her hands and looking uncomfortable.

Immediately, Wen Ya couldn't control it anymore. She took off Huan Yan's clothes and vomited in a daze, as if she wanted to vomit out all the bile.

The man instantly turned black. . .

Wen Ya smiled proudly and said, "Do you think it's dirty? If you think it's dirty, stay away from me."

Huan Yan was so tormented by her that he completely lost his temper.

"If you don't mind it being dirty, just vomit. After you're done vomiting, I'll carry you to clean it."

Wen Ya: "..."

After all, she couldn't bear the filth she made all over the floor, so she went to the clean room, picked up water and rinsed her mouth.

Huan Yan had to help her undress and take a bath for her.

Just as she was about to refuse, there was a knock on the door outside.

If it were an ordinary servant, he would not dare to knock on the door. Such a rapid knock on the door meant that the matter was very urgent.

As expected, Huan Yan's expression changed, and he immediately packed himself up and left.

Before leaving, he told Wen Ya, "What do you want to eat here? Just tell your maid not to run around."

Wen Ya didn't react. Huan Yan also wanted her to react.

Then, the man opened the door, and the person at the door was Qin Zong.

Qin Zong's voice can still be heard: "Master Huan, the troops of Yanzhou and Jizhou have begun to fight. At this time, it is a good time for the fisherman to make a profit."

The clear words floated into Wen Ya's ears, and her heart trembled.

It turned out that Cui Governor of Jizhou did not know that his nephew Cui Ying was dead, nor did he know that Huan Yan, a ferocious beast, had already secretly crossed Chencang with Qin Zong.

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During these days, there was chaos outside, and the atmosphere in Jizhou City seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, and everyone was in danger.

Wen Ya stayed in the house bought by Huan Yan, which was a quiet corner, and the years were quiet.

She was very sleepy, and when she woke up, it was already broad daylight.

The maid Qixia followed her again. When she heard the commotion, she opened the door and entered, helped her get up, and asked her, "Madam, what do you want for lunch?"

Wen Ya thought for a while and said casually: "Let's have some porridge."

Qixia agreed, went out to give some instructions, and then came back to comb her hair, brought her dress, and helped her put it on.

Not long after, lunch was delivered, a small jar of clear porridge and a few plates of side dishes, all refreshing and appetizing.

Wen Ya looked at Qixia's methodical movements, serving food, serving the table, laying out dishes... She couldn't help but laugh. In such a troubled world, it was freezing to death, but she could still eat and drink enough, and be served by others, which was already good.

What else is there to worry about? If it is just a willful resistance, it is really ridiculous. She eats and uses Huan Yan. She is already taking advantage of people's short hands and soft mouths, so why should she be stubborn and stalemate.

At this time, she was about to use her chopsticks to pick up vegetables when there was a movement outside.

She thought Huan Yan was back, but she didn't expect to see such a surprising person...

Of course, a child who is almost four years old does not know the twists and turns between his parents. He has been with his father since he was born and can remember it.

Regarding his mother, Huan Yu would sometimes be curious and miss her, and sometimes forget about her.

Because, in fact, there is no mother in his mind, but he knows that everyone has a mother, and he should also have a mother.

Huan Yan never mentioned it, but he didn't dare to ask.

He was afraid that if he asked, he would not be able to see his mother even more.

Therefore, the little man kept his desire to see his mother deep in his heart, hoping that when he excelled in martial arts and calligraphy, he would have an advantage and ask his father where his mother was.

However, when it was time for his birthday, he finally couldn't help it anymore. He just wanted his mother to accompany him.

At the birthday party that day, he finished a small bowl of longevity noodles in one go and mustered up the courage to say to Huan Yan:

"Dad, I want to see my mother. Where is my mother?"

Huan Yan then told him, "Your mother doesn't want us anymore. She has her own life to live."

Huan Yu seemed to understand, but never mentioned his mother again.

But one day not long ago, he was suddenly picked up by some old ladies in his father's tent.

They said they wanted to take him to see his mother~

Huan Yu was very happy. He asked the old ladies to help him find the most gorgeous and beautiful little robe. In his heart, he was still looking forward to meeting his mother. He hoped that her mother would like him.

"You... are you?"

Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, she was so surprised that she didn't know what to say, but in fact, she recognized him at the first sight.

"Are you Yu'er?"

The old lady beside him pushed Huan Yu's small body. He was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously walked forward.

"Mother...mother..."

When he really saw Wen Ya, he was a little hesitant and timid.

He was afraid that his mother would not like him, so she left him for three years without seeing him.

"Hey, Yu'er, I'm your mother~"

"Come here, mother wants to hug you."

Today, Wen Ya is grateful to herself for letting Qixia dress up. She is wearing a wide-sleeved peony pattern blouse with brocade embroidery and gold silk in autumn color. Her whole body is noble, gentle and delicate.

She was also very nervous when she suddenly saw her biological son.

When Huan Yu heard Wen Ya's kind tone and spoke so gently to him, he knew that his mother really didn't hate him.

So, the little person walked up to Wen Ya, stretched out his chubby little arms, hugged Wen Ya tightly, and called "Mother" again.

Before Wen Ya could react, Huan Yu called "Mother" again.

The little guy's voice was low, as if it was testing, and his cautious manner made Wen Ya burst into tears immediately.

She quickly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, fearing that they would hit the top of the little guy's hair.

Qixia saw it from the side and quickly took the handkerchief and wiped Wen Ya's tears, "Madam, you are pregnant, don't cry, take care of yourself!"

Huan Yu still saw Wen Ya crying. His little hands helped Wen Ya wipe away her tears and said warmly:

"Mom, don't cry."

After saying this, Wen Ya cried even harder.