Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

Luyuan was originally the residence of the palace people.

The houses here were naturally not much better, but Wen Ya still tried her best to choose a house with a small kitchen.

She carried Lin Ci and walked into the house. The palace ladies also left and were not always watching. Even so, Wen Ya knew that she and the little boy would not be able to leave the palace.

Seeing that the furnishings in the room were very simple, just a bed, a table, two chairs, and a cabinet, Wen Ya put the little boy in her arms on the ground and let him sit, and then she went to make the bed.

The bed was made, and Wen Ya carried the little boy to the bed. Just when she was about to fall asleep, she heard the crisp little milky sound:

"I don't want to sleep on the same bed with you. Get another quilt. I want to sleep on my own bed."

Wen Ya could hardly open her eyes. This little thing was too difficult to take care of. She explained helplessly, "The weather is too cold. You and I share a quilt to keep warm. Besides, this is usually a house where servants live. In the cupboard There is only one quilt and no extra quilts.”

But Lin Ci's little face was full of anger. As long as he thought about Wen Ya and Lin An meeting alone and not knowing what they did in private, Lin Ci would feel very unhappy.

"No! I don't want to sleep with you!"

In Lin Ci's eyes, Wen Ya suddenly felt like a dog that couldn't change its habit of eating shit. When Lin An called, she ran over, just like an obedient pug raised by Lin An.

Humph, he doesn’t want to sleep with her!

"Little ancestor, can you live in peace?"

"Tomorrow, I have to take you to the late emperor's mourning hall to express condolences and mourn. If I don't sleep tonight, I won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Wen Ya said patiently. She stretched out her arms and hugged the little guy's chubby body into her arms, telling him not to move around. The quilt was filled with wind and it was still very cold.

"No, no, no, it's your fault whether you can get up tomorrow morning or not. I don't want to sleep with you now."

Lin Ci pursed his lips, obviously unhappy. Unfortunately, the room was dark and Wen Ya couldn't see it at all.

"Hey, stop making trouble. I'll prepare delicious food for you tomorrow morning. Can you sleep well now?"

Wen Ya coaxed the little guy and stretched out her hand to rub his back. The little guy was soft and full of flesh. Wen Ya couldn't put it down.

She hugged him tighter, and Lin Ci's little chest was so tight that she couldn't breathe. His little head kept shaking, which made Wen Ya feel a little unhappy.

"What's the trouble?"

"Do you know that I was able to live in this house because of my hard work and dealing with Lin An? What else do you want?"

"We are prisoners and hostages now, do you know that?"

"If you want fine clothes and fine food, if you want to call your slaves, if you want a mansion with beautiful views, then you have to wait for your father to come and rescue you!"

"Although your father Lin Ci's body has not been found, what if he died on the road, or what if he had been devoured by wild animals, no one is sure where he is."

"If you're still making trouble, it would be nice to have a bed to sleep on!"

Suddenly, Wen Ya stood up, lifted the quilt, took the little guy out of bed, and said cruelly, "There is no second quilt. I give you two choices, either sleep on the bed with me, or sleep on the floor!"

Seeing Wen Ya's harsh words, Lin Ci was frightened by her at this time. He felt deeply in his heart that he had become three years old. Did his character also become three years old?

Because he felt that he was very fragile, he was afraid that Wen Ya would be angry, and he was also afraid that Wen Ya would get angry.

"I'll ask you again, where do you sleep? Think about it before you answer!"

Lin Ci immediately replied, "I sleep on the bed."

Wen Ya asked again, "Are you still making trouble? Can you sleep well?"

Lin Ci quickly nodded his head. He was naked and was only wearing a pair of underwear. It was really cold. The little guy's fat arms hugged him tightly. Wen Ya saw how pitiful he was and quickly pulled him over. He tucked himself back into bed.

"Sleep well, if you keep messing around, you will sleep on the floor from now on!"

Wen Ya warned again, then tucked in the quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Only this time, she didn't hug Lin Ci anymore.

The little guy opened his big black eyes and looked at Wen Ya sleeping soundly. His heart was empty, but he still got into Wen Ya's arms.

Holding her in her arms, she slowly fell asleep...

The next day, Wen Ya woke up early in the morning.

Seeing the little thing in his arms, his little mouth was sucking and closing, and he was actually breathing through his mouth.

Wen Ya was amused. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, she didn't disturb him. She got out of bed and tucked the little guy in the quilt.

So Wen Ya went to the small kitchen.

Now that no one is in charge of eating and drinking, she has to cook by herself. Fortunately, the kitchen is stocked with ingredients, so she can feel relieved.

Lin An didn't do everything right, which finally gave her some breathing space.

After rummaging around, Wen Ya found some vegetables, some rice, and a few eggs.

Considering that the little one was only three years old, Wen Ya cooked the rice into sticky soft rice, steamed the eggs and made a bowl of egg custard, and the vegetables were also boiled and seasoned with salt.

When Lin Ci woke up in the room, he found that he was alone on the bed. He felt suddenly uneasy. He put on his little robe and ran out quickly.

It wasn't until he saw Wen Ya's figure in the small kitchen that the little guy's heart returned to its original position.

Lin Ci stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Wen Ya busy washing, chopping, and cooking vegetables. Her movements were methodical, and she obviously didn't look like a novice.

Lin Ci found it strange that this demon queen, who was said to be extravagant and extravagant in the palace, calling slaves and maids, was extremely extravagant, but she could actually cook?

"Hey, little lazy pig, are you awake?"

Wen Ya turned around and looked over, and found the little boy standing at the door of the kitchen.

"I'm not a lazy pig, don't call me that!"

Lin Ci curled his lips and said unhappily.

Wen Ya couldn't help laughing, "You are chubby and love to sleep in. You are not a lazy pig. Who is a lazy pig?"

Lin Ci walked over, got closer to her, and emphasized again, "I'm not a lazy pig. If you say that again, I'm going to get angry!"

Only then did Wen Ya look at him seriously, and found that the little guy's mouth was pursed tightly, as if he was really angry. She stopped teasing him and said, "Okay, okay, you are not a lazy pig. The table in the room is Put the hot water on, go and wash up quickly, we'll have dinner in a moment."

Seeing Wen Ya holding a bowl and putting the vegetables out of the pot, the fragrant aroma of the vegetables came out, and Lin Ci's belly began to growl.

Wen Ya rubbed his little head, "Go and wash up quickly, don't stand here."

So, the little guy walked out of the kitchen on his short legs, and Wen Ya followed him out with the food in his hands.