The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

Meng Wenyao returned to the room with the account books, had lunch, took a nap, and then began to read the account books seriously. In less than an hour, he had calculated the three accounts twice and memorized each account.

The workload was still too small, and Meng Wenyao leaned on the door frame boredly waiting for Qin Muyang to come back.

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly fell, and Meng Wenyao's little face was dyed crimson. The moment she saw Qin Muyang stepped into the courtyard door, the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously.

As the sun set, the beauty stood leaning against the door. Qin Muyang was so shocked by the peaceful and beautiful scene that he took his breath away. He had been alone for more than 20 years, and the Marquis Mansion had very little warmth for him. Today, he saw waiting for him leaning against the door. With his wife, he felt at home again.

This is no longer a cold mansion, nor is it just a place where he sleeps at night. This is his home, and it's great to have a wife waiting for him at home.

"Why are you standing at the door waiting, but someone bullies you?"

Meng Wenyao shook her head, took the robe that Qin Muyang took off, and said with a smile: "Today, my mother asked me to read the account book. After I finished reading it, my back hurt from sitting. I thought it was almost time for my husband to come back, so I stood at the door and waited for a while. meeting."

After washing his hands, Qin Muyang turned back and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

Qin Muyang didn't realize it himself. When he looked at Meng Wenyao, his eyes were filled with joy.

Meng Wenyao met Qin Muyang's gaze and smiled innocently and brightly: "Just waiting, my husband is back."

The two of them suddenly looked at each other like this. When Qin Muyang noticed it, he immediately shifted his gaze, and a touch of red slowly appeared on the tips of his ears.

"Let's eat first."

"Yes." Meng Wenyao hummed in a low voice, but Qin Muyang had a good ear, so the sound was like a beating drum, making his heart beat and itchy.

After the two had dinner and washed up, Qin Muyang peeked at Meng Wenyao a few times. He wanted to find a topic to talk about, but didn't know what to say.

Meng Wenyao was sitting in front of the mirror combing her hair. When she saw Qin Muyang's uncomfortable look in the mirror, she wanted to laugh. She probably would be able to kill him if she took the initiative to say a word.

"Husband, will you be on duty every day from now on?"

Suddenly asked, Qin Muyang drove away the chaotic thoughts and responded promptly: "Every fifth day I have a day off. Two days later, my second brother got married. I took a few more days off. I spend a lot of time at home these days. If you If you want to go out, I will take you out for a look."

It is said that women like to buy clothes and jewelry, and also like to go to the lake to visit. If Meng Wenyao has these needs, he will be happy to accompany her.

Meng Wenyao smiled and said: "I have been busy at home these days, so let's go out and play when I have free time in the future. What time does my husband get up to go on duty every day, and what time does he return home."

"Get up at 9 o'clock in the morning and leave the house. You can return to the house at half time in the afternoon. If Madam comes to see me in an emergency, ask someone to go to Donghua Gate to look for her. I have been on duty at Donghua Gate recently."

Qin Muyang was very worried that while he was away from home, his little wife was being bullied in the house, and was told that Tian Tian should not respond, and that the earth and the earth were not good. She was so stubborn, and it would be bad if she suffered a head-on confrontation.

"If anything happens, remember to protect yourself first and try to wait until I come back to make the decision for you."

What he said was quite touching. Meng Wenyao got up and walked towards Qin Muyang, thinking that if she didn't come together tomorrow morning, the flirtation would fail and it would be delayed for another day, so she would find a chance to try it today.

"Husband, are you tired after a long day of duty? I will help you rub your shoulders."

Qin Muyang wanted to refuse. He guarded the palace mainly with his legs. From an ordinary guard to the current deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, he had never seen an assassin. He couldn't use his knife arm at all. He was just an assassin all day long. furnishings.

But he didn't have a good reason to refuse, so Meng Wenyao's little hand had already gently squeezed his arm.

The force was too light. It was more like pinching than scratching. Now he felt itchy in his arms, body and heart.

After just one cup of tea, Qin Muyang couldn't stand it anymore. His Adam's apple rolled up and down rapidly, and he said at a loss: "It's getting late, let's take a rest."

Is this the end? Meng Wenyao's hand has not yet slipped from his arm to his chest. Is this a test of loneliness?

Qin Muyang stood up and waited for Meng Wenyao to go to bed first. Meng Wenyao refused and said, "Husband, please sleep inside, while I sleep outside. I will wait for you to drink water and wake up at night."

Even if you just drink water, you still have to wait until you get up at night? Almost choking on a mouthful of saliva, Qin Muyang coughed violently.

Meng Wenyao hurriedly went over to help Qin Muyang pat his chest to calm down, and almost leaned into Qin Muyang's arms in an intimate manner.

Qin Muyang felt his blood boiling and felt uncomfortable all over, so he refused: "I'm not used to being served by others. It's better for me to sleep inside. It's more convenient for me outside."

"How can that be done? My husband is sleeping outside and you get up in the morning to go to the palace. I don't know anything about it, let alone help my husband change clothes and wash up. If my mother finds out, I will be blamed for being inconsiderate."

The person in front of him was getting closer and closer, and his body was almost pressed against Qin Muyang's body. He took a deep breath and said, "You sleep in there. I'll wake you up in the morning."

After saying that, he turned around and walked outside. He took a few big gulps of herbal tea, which made Meng Wenyao want to laugh. It seemed that the pills he had eaten were slowly taking effect.

That night, Qin Muyang tossed and turned again very late before falling asleep. He was even a little worried about whether something had happened to his body and whether he should find time to go to the Imperial Hospital to have the imperial doctor take a look.

The moon moved from the east wing to the west wing, and the rooster began to crow. Meng Wenyao was so sleepy that she got up to help Qin Muyang change clothes.

Qin Muyang saw that Meng Wenyao was too sleepy to open her eyes, and did not instruct her to do anything. He washed and changed clothes by himself, leaving only a robe for Meng Wenyao to help him put on.

Meng Wenyao suppressed her sleepiness and helped Qin Muyang change clothes, not really to create a good wife and mother, but to see how effective the medicine was.

After she helped Qin Muyang put on one sleeve, she leaned against him without moving. Qin Muyang laughed out loud and put on the other sleeve himself.

Pushing Meng Wenyao away slightly, he said softly: "Go to sleep."

"No, I want to help your husband change his clothes."

There was another muffled laugh above her head, and Meng Wenyao heard Qin Muyang say with a smile: "You hug me, I can't tie the belt."

Like this, Meng Wenyao slightly left Qin Muyang's body, and moved her hands randomly on both sides of his waist to find his belt.

She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She did all this with her eyes closed. She swiped at her waist for a long time but couldn't find it. Thinking that the belt was longer, she started to swipe down from her waist.

Whenever there was a protruding part, she would grab it and pull it out to see if it was a belt.

Just like that, I accidentally pulled something that was neither hard nor soft. I pulled it out without pulling it, and muttered: "Husband, your belt is so short."

I tried pulling it again, and the belt actually became stiffer. What a magical belt.