Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

By the time Wen Ya finished dressing up, Lin Ci was already alone in the small kitchen, rummaging through some more food. He continued to eat until his belly was bulging, and he barely ate enough.

When he returned to the house, he saw a beautiful woman sitting on a chair. Lin Ci had always known that the Demon Queen was stunningly beautiful, otherwise the ministers in the court would not be able to call her the Demon Queen.

The word "demon" refers to her stunning appearance and ability to confuse people's hearts.

Now seeing Wen Ya dressed in filial piety, Lin Ci couldn't help but sigh, she really lived up to the title of Demon Queen.

"Come here, don't you recognize me?"

Wen Ya stretched out her hand, wanting to hold Lin Ci's little hand. Lin Ci walked over and smelled a faint fragrance. She must have applied pomade on her hair. The smell was very good and refreshing.

"If I recognize you, I will call you mother."

Lin Ci said with a smile, this feeling is really wonderful. In the past, he glared at the Demon Queen, but now, he is a loving mother and a filial son.

"Don't call me mother. I'm going to Ziwei Palace later. There are many strangers there. Please stay with me and don't talk nonsense. Do you understand me?"

Lin Ci nodded, knowing that Wen Ya was going to attend the funeral as the deceased emperor's successor.

The late emperor was an emperor after all. Even if he named Lin Ci the regent, the regent could never surpass the emperor. Therefore, Lin Ci could imagine that there would not be too many people coming to express condolences in his mourning hall.

Wen Ya took Lin Ci's little hand and walked out of Luyuan together, and never held him again.

He Xiang was taking care of Lin Ci, fearing that the little guy would have short arms and legs and would not be able to walk stably. It would be bad if he fell again.

The further away from Luyuan, the surrounding palaces also deviated from the territory of the harem. When we reached the path in the palace's front courtyard, we could already see many ministers entering and leaving Ziwei Palace with their families.

Not surprisingly, Wen Ya's appearance caused many people to turn around and look.

She stood as gracefully as a pure snow lotus, walking among the crowd. On the jade steps in front of Ziwei Palace, everyone subconsciously made way for her.

Wen Ya walked in front with her head held high, and He Xiang followed behind with Lin Ci in her arms.

Getting closer and closer to the palace, Wen Ya could clearly see Lin An not far away. The man's face was gloomy and he looked unhappy.

Of course Lin An was not happy, because when he saw that little guy being brought out by Wen Ya, he was showing off so eagerly. Was he trying to show off her adulterous son?

It's so ridiculous. He thought Wen Ya had become smarter before, but now it seems she's still as stupid as a pig!

"Mother, how about I hold the child and go back?"

"Everyone around here is looking at us, and they will definitely point fingers at you."

He Xiang stood from Wen Ya's point of view and thought about it. If she came to attend the funeral of her deceased husband but brought a child with her, the comments in the crowd would definitely be unpleasant.

"No, just hold Zimu. The late emperor is also Zimu's uncle. He is a junior, so it is not out of the ordinary for him to come to pay homage to his uncle."

Wen Ya didn't care about rumors. Besides, when she showed up with the little guy, she also hoped that among the crowd today, some of Lin Ci's subordinates would find out the clues. It would be better if they could recognize the little guy at a glance, as he looked different from Lin Ci.

In this way, maybe the little one's biological father, Lin Ci, can show up and come to the palace to help her.

"My father is Lin Ci. I'm here to pay homage to my uncle. It's just and legitimate. I don't want to go back!"

Lin Ci himself didn't want to leave.

The late emperor was his elder brother, and he still took good care of him. Even if he gave birth to a rebellious and unfilial son, Lin An, Lin Ci would not have a good look towards Lin An.

Just like that, Wen Ya stayed at the old emperor's mourning hall, and a wave of people came and a wave of people left. There were still many of those people looking at her!

Whenever this happens, Lin Ci will walk over proudly.

He stayed in He Xiang's arms for a long time, not wanting to see Wen Ya kneeling alone again. After He Xiang put him down, Lin Ci hugged Wen Ya.

This little thing pounced on Wen Ya like a baby swallow falling into the forest. Wen Ya was amused by him, "You can't wait to hug me? Do you miss me?"

Lin Ci deliberately kept a straight face and hummed arrogantly, "Who missed you? I saw that you were kneeling too hard, so I gave you a hug to help you relax."

Wen Ya said with a smile, "Okay, okay, you are here to make me relax, not to miss me."

The various ministers who came to the mourning hall were no longer the familiar group of people Wen Ya was familiar with. Even though Lin An was nearby, she did not shy away from being intimate with the little guy.

"I'm really full. My belly is still bulging and soft."

When Wen Ya got closer to Lin Ci, she noticed that the little guy's belly was round. She thought to herself that He Xiang had been holding him for a while and had probably lost a lot of energy.

"Sister Hexiang is holding you. You are so strong, will you tire me out?"

"Mother."

The crisp and tender voice was already filled with anger.

This title suddenly appeared, and Lin Ci's words contained a warning, "It seems that you are not sad at all, and you are still in the mood to tease me!"

Lin Ci was annoyed that he was meddling in other people's business, so he should have watched the Demon Queen kneeling pitifully on the futon, letting the eyes of the people around her look at her wantonly.

Over here, Lin Ci and Wen Ya were talking and laughing. Unexpectedly, a woman walked out of the crowd coming to the old emperor's mourning hall.

This woman was about twenty-eight years old. She was beautiful and dignified. Her eyes were fixed on the little boy in Wen Ya's arms. Her unwillingness was beyond words. Her jealousy and anger made Lin An beside her. They all looked at it clearly.

Lin An was calm and did not make any move. His sword-shaped eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was a hint of coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes.

I was thinking secretly in my heart, Wen Ya, oh Wen Ya, made you misbehave and gave birth to Lin Ci's adulterous son. Now, there will be something good to watch!

"I wonder if this young master is the biological son of the late Regent Lin Ci?"

Suddenly hearing a female voice, Wen Ya stood up, held Lin Ci in her arms, and looked up at the woman.

Wen Ya didn't recognize her and asked:

"you are?"

"I am the late regent, Lin Ci's fiancée!"

Wen Ya's eyelashes trembled. In the memory of the original owner, she didn't know whether Lin Ci was engaged.

Is she really Lin Ci’s fiancée?

"Well, what do you want from me?"

Wen Ya changed her name and responded in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

"The child in your arms, I look at it, really looks like the deceased Lin Ci. I wonder what the relationship is between this child, Lin Ci, and you, the successor?"

The woman got straight to the point. Wen Ya didn't mince words and said directly, "He is Lin Ci's son!"