Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

This wedding will become the most grand wedding since the founding of Beimo.

It was an unprecedented extravagance. Wen Ya even felt that Hu Yanlie had squandered all the money in Beimo to create this wedding.

On the day of the wedding, Wen Ya got up early in the morning to clean up.

"Mr. Yan, let's eat something to fill our stomach first."

Sally came in with a plate of snacks and served them beside Wen Ya.

The little guy Mei Duo stood in front of her obediently, staring at Wen Ya as she applied her eyebrows and makeup. Most of the snacks on the plate went into her stomach. From time to time, the little guy pinched a piece of glutinous rice ball and stuffed it into her little mouth.

Then, he asked curiously: "Ms. Yan, can I call you aunt?"

The woman wearing Wen Ya's hair on the side is Hu Yanlie's aunt.

She straightened her gentle and fine hair and looked at the beautiful Central Plains woman in the mirror, who matched so well with her nephew Hu Yanlie.

Then she turned to Mei Duo and said:

"You little thing, you're eating dirty. Watch out for your uncle to spank you later!"

Wen Ya was also amused. Maybe Mei Duo was bored. There were no peers to play with her, so this little guy could only sit around a group of adults like them.

"Eat, eat. When you're done, wipe your hands clean. Little Mei Duo, you are the most beautiful little flower girl today~"

When Mei Duo heard this, she looked at her little face in the mirror, and then looked at the beautiful Yan family next to her. The little guy also smiled happily.

"Aunt, you are the most beautiful, and I am the second most beautiful."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the tent, and everyone was delighted by Mei Duo's childlike words.

As noon approached, Wen Ya's makeup and clothes were finally finished.

She ate a few bites hastily, and finally left the tent and headed to the place where the wedding was held.

The location of the wedding was at the Sacrificial Square in Beimo.

At this moment, the square was crowded with people, including the royal family and nobles of the Northern Desert.

Red carpets, burning bonfires, fragrant flowers, in the middle of the crowd, a path was left for Wenya. Surrounded by the crowd, she walked towards the road that ended with Huyanlie.

"Mr. Yan, go ahead. Your Majesty is waiting for you in front."

Several noble ladies came forward to explain.

Wen Ya walked on this road. Under the applause and cheers of the crowd, the petals in the sky fluttered in the wind and fell on Wen Ya's bun.

She looked at Hu Yanlie in front of him, waiting for her. The man's eyes were as beautiful as emeralds, shining with brilliance.

"The county lord."

Hu Yanlie took a step forward and took Wen Ya's hand.

"Hu Yanlie."

"Well, I'm here."

In the following time, Wen Ya and Hu Yanlie knelt under the altar and prayed to the ancestors of Bei Mo.

The wedding ceremony was held together with the evening ceremony, and it officially started at dusk.

After the prayers ended, people in the sacrificial square began singing and dancing.

At the same time, as night fell, the square was lit with fireworks, and colorful colors flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire grassland of the Northern Desert.

Hu Yanlie's green eyes curved into a crescent shape, his happiness was beyond words, and he gently held Wen Ya's waist.

"Come on, let's go there."

Finally, the two of them went to the banquet in front of them hand in hand and started to toast.

For the sake of elegance, Hu Yanlie also made up for the ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth in Zhongyuan, and this wedding was considered official.

*

In the past few days before the wedding, Hu Yanlie not only stared at the wedding dress but did not see Wen Ya. In fact, it was also because he attached great importance to the wedding.

After all, in Chinese culture, it is unlucky for couples to meet before marriage, so Hu Yanlie followed suit without seeing Wen Ya.

Now, it is finally justified.

The young monarch, full of hot passion, could finally be released. He entered the bed tent, hugged Wen Ya, and started kissing her.

That bed was still changed by Hu Yanlie.

However, it is not a Babu bed, but a larger and more spacious solid wood bed. No matter how shaken it is, it will not fall apart.

"Well... don't worry..."

Wen Ya was a little bit dumbfounded. She hadn't been close to him for a few days, so she was so presumptuous.

Hu Yanlie didn't listen to her words, and he would either hold her lips together or peck her delicate cheeks.

The furry head arched back and forth on her neck, concentrating on opening up new territories.

Wen Ya wanted to push his head away, but after a while, the man pressed tightly against her cheek again, so clingy.

Finally, Wen Ya's lips parted, and she saw the man trying to pry open her teeth. This time, he pushed Hu Yanlie with great force:

"I'm a little tired today."

After releasing her lips, Hu Yanlie frowned when he saw that her complexion was indeed a little bad.

"Is the wedding ceremony too complicated? I'll ask the doctor to come over and give you a look."

"No need." Wen Ya felt that nothing was wrong with her.

It's just that my head is dizzy and my heart feels stuffy. Maybe it's because the headdress is too heavy, or maybe he's kissing me too hard. Maybe I'll be fine if I take some rest and sleep.

"I want to sleep, please don't bother me tonight."

"Ahem!" The man cleared his throat.

He naturally knows what annoying means.

But tonight is the bridal chamber night, a wedding day, Hu Yanlie hesitated for a long time.

He slowly murmured: "That night, I..." He paused, finally made up his mind, and uttered the second half of the sentence:

"I promise I won't bother you."

"Really?"

"real."

With that said, Hu Yanlie kissed her lips again.

"I really don't bother you, I just kiss you.

He held Wen Ya's little face and tried to kiss her more deeply. Wen Ya couldn't control it anymore and pushed Hu Yanlie away, turned her head and covered her mouth, then retched.

She had a hunch in her heart that she was...pregnant, right?

She suddenly raised her head, wanting to share the good news with Hu Yanlie, but she met those pitiful, aggrieved eyes.

"The county master..."

The green pupils were smeared with a layer of water mist, and the eyelashes were soaked with moisture, and his eyebrows were drooped, making him look like a big abandoned dog.

"Princess, do you hate me kissing you?"

The man's low voice made Wen Ya's heart skip a beat.

"I got close to you and you were so sick that you threw up."

Wen Ya: "..."

"Hu Yanlie."

"Haven't you ever thought about it? I might be...pregnant."