Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

Aunt Zhao was dead, and Wei Ce called Chang Mo to dispose of the body. At this time, he was sitting in a wheelchair, closing his eyes and clenching his palms so tightly that his joints turned white.

The desire to die that I felt when my leg was disabled has long since disappeared without a trace.

Wei Ce was extremely frightened. The Wang family might have been eyeing the Wei family early on, and even his mother had arranged a marriage for him. Perhaps the Wang family had done this deliberately.

Fortunately, he did not marry Miss Wang.

The Wang family has committed crimes many times, but this time... the crime was really heinous.

Wei Ce looked at Wen Ya.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he wanted to completely remove the Wang family's canine teeth!

"Master, why do you think Aunt Zhao wants to steal ginseng?"

While Chang Mo was disposing of the body, Wen Ya saw with her own eyes the thousand-year-old ginseng hidden in Aunt Zhao's lapel.

This is the ginseng that Mrs. Wei spent a lot of money to get.

Wei Ce: "Because Aunt Zhao is someone who was placed in the house by the Wang family early in the morning."

Wen Ya couldn't help but sigh that Aunt Zhao was really well hidden. The original owner only came to the Wei family three years ago to work as a cleaning maid, and Aunt Zhao was already a slave in the mansion before the original owner.

For so many years, even the low-level servants in the outer courtyard have never had contact with their master, but they have been able to pick up countless gossips.

Wen Ya was horrified when she thought about it, the entire Wei Mansion seemed to be under the surveillance of the Wang family.

"Then Young Master, aren't you going to clean up these people?"

Wei Ce shook his head and nodded again.

"Originally, I didn't plan to clear them out. I thought about waiting for more people to show their tricks and then catch them all. But now, it's time to clean up the door."

Wen Ya hummed, her face looked a little sad.

Then, he pushed Wei Ce back to the inner room of the main house.

Wei Ce thought that she was still upset about the death of Nanny Zhao, so he thought that he would let her have a good rest today and stop wandering around.

After returning to the house, Wen Ya went straight to her small couch.

She couldn't even speak. She curled up and frowned, lying extremely uncomfortable.

Wei Ce originally planned to pick up the account books and total them, but suddenly, he heard Wen Ya's small cry of pain.

Wei Ce's expression tightened and he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Ya, who was drowsily asleep, suddenly remembered that this was Wei Ce's house, and there was a living person like him in the house.

Wen Ya didn't say anything, and Wei Ce's heart trembled. Could it be that old lady Yu did something bad and attacked Wen Ya?

Just when Wei Ce was worried, Wen Ya said weakly: "Master, I came to Guishui, and now I have a severe stomachache."

Wen Ya said, holding her abdomen and groaning in pain again.

Wei Ce knew about the woman's Guishui. Wen Ya was not feeling well a few days ago, but it was not as painful as this time.

He slowly moved over in his wheelchair, carefully picked Wen Ya up from the couch, then placed her on the big bed and covered her tightly with a quilt.

"Does it hurt a lot? Do you need me to rub your belly?"

Wen Ya nodded and Wei Ce followed suit.

He warmed his palms, lifted Wen Ya's clothes, placed his big hands on her flat belly, and kneaded it gently.

In the past, when he was uncomfortable, Wen Ya took care of him carefully.

Now, Wen Ya feels uncomfortable, and Wei Ce also wants her to relax.

The temperature on Wei Ce's body was higher, and his hands were warm and strong. After a while, warmth rose up in Wen Ya's lower abdomen.

The cold pain of falling didn't seem that strong.

Feeling better, Wen Ya lifted the quilt and wanted to get up.

Wei Ce held her down: "What are you doing? Lie down!"

Wen Ya replied: "Master, I have run out of menstrual belts in my room. It will stain the mattress in a while."

Wei Ce: "..."

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.

When he raised his eyes again, he said to Wen Ya: "It's okay, I'll find a way."

So, there was the next scene.

Wen Ya watched in shock as Wei Ce held an embroidery needle in his hand and sewed her menstrual belt.

In fact, his movements were extremely skillful, his stitches were fine, and he also replaced the plant ash with soft cotton for her. It only took Wei Ce a quarter of an hour to sew a menstrual belt.

Wen Ya only felt that she had lost all her face in this life.

She frowned and said, "No, Wei Ce, how come you are so skilled at needlework?"

Threading the needle and thread was very neat. His fingers were slender. With a few flips, the menstrual belt took shape. It was amazing.

"When I was young, my mother often quarreled with my father, and she had to manage the family business. She couldn't take care of me. In addition, my brother was still young, so my mother looked at my brother more and didn't care much about me."

"At that time, I discovered that my clothes were torn. I picked up the needle and thread, sewed them a few times myself, and then continued to wear them. Over time, I learned how to do it myself."

Indeed, as he said, when he was a child, Mrs. Wei didn't care much about him. But when he grew up, with this leg injury, Mrs. Wei finally realized that she had missed too many opportunities to get along with her eldest son.

That's why Mrs. Wei was extremely obsessed with Wei Ce's legs. No matter it was looking for medicine, no matter spending money, no matter how outrageous the request was, she would happily accept it. This was probably because caring led to chaos, and she loved her son eagerly.

Wei Ce curled his fingers, put away the sewing box, and then brought the menstrual belt to Wen Ya.

"You can use this first and go clean the room."

"I will make a few more for you today. If they are not enough in the future, just tell me and I will make them for you again."

Wen Ya nodded shyly, took the menstrual belt, and went to the clean room.

At night, the two went to bed.

As usual, Wen Ya was lying on the big bed, and Wei Ce held her tightly.

Wen Ya was a little embarrassed. The last time she had her menstruation, she fell asleep on the couch. Now that she and Wei Ce were so close, she was always worried that the blood would smear on Wei Ce.

After all, menstrual belts are prone to leakage.

Wen Ya said bluntly: "Eldest Young Master, why don't I go back to the bed and sleep, because it will really stain your clothes."

The man was wearing a snow-white tunic. If it was stained with blood, it would be extremely obvious.

But Wei Ce didn't care, and he didn't even think that the woman's Guishui was a kind of filthy and unknown thing.

"Just be dirty if it's dirty. The nanny in the mansion will wash it clean."

So, Wei Ce touched Wen Ya's belly instead, "It's cold now, and my body is warm. We sleep together, and I just rub your belly, so that you won't have abdominal pain at night."

As he spoke, he covered the quilt tightly again, and the two of them hugged each other tightly, leaving no gap.

Wen Ya was helpless. Since persuasion was useless, she had no choice but to close her eyes and continue sleeping in Wei Ce's arms.

The chest against her back was thick and warm, and a steady stream of heat passed through her, like a furnace, which indeed dispelled the coldness on Wen Ya's body...

After a night, Wei Ce woke up first in the morning and heard Chang Mo knocking cautiously outside the door.

"Master, are you awake?"

Wei Ce, who was on the bed, looked cold and glanced at the door with cold eyes.

Chang Mo is always barking, which is really noisy.

He thought that he would have to send Chang Mo to pound rice noodles in the kitchen next time to distract him from his energy.

"What's the matter?"

Chang Mo said, "Young Master, my wife asked me to tell you that the second young master went out to find Millennium Ginseng for you. My wife also asked, will the prescription work this time?"

Wei Ce frowned. He hadn't told his mother about the Wang family yet.

Since the Wang family is planning to acquire ginseng for thousands of years, it means that the old Taoist priest who came that day was a fake, not a Taoist from Xuanmiao Temple at all, and the prescription for the medicine is naturally fake.

However, Wei Ce was a little surprised when his second brother went out to look for thousand-year-old ginseng for him.

"Go over and report to your mother and tell her not to worry. I just took the medicine and it's no big deal."

Chang Mo was outside the door, said yes, and left.

Not long after Chang Mo left, Wen Ya groaned on the bed.

She lay on Wei Ce's chest and rubbed it, as if she was about to wake up. Wei Ce quickly patted her back and comforted her, "Go to sleep, you continue to sleep."

Wen Ya heard it and fell asleep again.