wealthy queen

Messing up the blood of the royal family is a major crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the family. What's more, this incident has led to a series of incidents, including the rebellion of the King of Lingyang. The two of them denied Yang Wanli's accusation at first, but when Yang Wanli was about to torture him, the two were scared out of their wits and honestly confessed that their innocence was indeed buried in Shen Hui's hands, but they still denied that they had had an affair with Shen Hui long ago. Personal affair, and together with him to design the fourth prince.

The truth is actually not important anymore, what is important is what kind of truth the emperor wants, as long as he is sure that the fourth prince is innocent and that Shen Jinghuai is indeed not the fourth prince's flesh and blood, then Yang Wanli can close the case and file a lawsuit.

"Master, the envoys of Wei State have left the imperial city."

In the afternoon, when Pei Yuanlie was taking a walk with Shen Liang, Tianshu suddenly appeared, and the husband and wife curled their lips at the same time: "It's pretty fast, don't worry about him, send a message to Fu Yunxi, let him find a way to deal with him .”

Wei Hongxuan couldn't have an accident in Daqin, and Pei Yuanlie didn't have time to greet him for the time being.

"Yes."

Tianshu retreated in response, Pei Yuanlie held Shen Liang in his arms and continued to walk in the yard. The two chatted here and there, and walked around several times without knowing it. Shen Liang, who was afraid of the cold, was sweating a little. Embracing him back to the main hall, Pei Yuanlie helped him take off his fur cloak: "I have to put it on later, don't catch the wind and cold."

Shen Liang squeezed his face in a funny way: "Why do you look like an old man?"

Since he found out that he was pregnant, it was only about ten days before and after. Everyone around him thought about it when they saw him, which made him regret not using contraception and conceived a child early.

"Do I dare not look like an old man? I haven't seen your brother and they threaten the king all day long. If they don't take good care of you, they will peel my skin?"

Pei Yuanzheng pretended to be wronged, and habitually reached out to touch his stomach. It was only two months old, and Shen Liang's stomach hadn't changed, but every time he seemed to feel that his son had grown up a lot. Looking forward to his coming soon.

"When did the prince become so timid?"

Xu Xu clenched his fists and covered his mouth with a chuckle, Shen Liang's smile suddenly froze on his face, Pei Yuanlie followed his line of sight strangely, and saw Lao Lin walking in with a tray regardless of the weather: "Princess, hurry up!" Hurry up, hurry up and drink this cup of old hen, I have stewed it since morning, and the soup is getting rich."

It is rare for Shen Liang to neither vomit nor picky eaters during her pregnancy. Lao Lin can be regarded as finding room to shine. Apart from raising children, the only pleasure he enjoys every day is cooking for Shen Liang. The fire in the small kitchen has never been extinguished. The kind of tonic is stewed for him in different ways.

"..."

Looking at the big bowl of chicken soup in front of him, Shen Liang's forehead darkened: "Old Lin, I ate two bowls of white rice at noon, and drank two big bowls of mutton bone soup, the kind with meat in it, half a bowl A few hours ago, after waking up from my afternoon nap, I ate another big bowl of the medicinal food you made, do you think I can still drink this bowl of chicken soup now?"

He doesn't dislike eating, but his stomach can't bear it. He basically hasn't felt hungry during this time. Even if he is a pig, he can't stand this kind of feeding, okay?

"Didn't others say that the stomach filled with soup is another stomach?"

Lao Lin didn't care about his complaints at all, his wretched eyes glanced at his stomach from time to time, as if to say, why the child hasn't grown up yet.

"Even if I have eight stomachs, they are almost filled by you."

"If you don't drink, the child must drink. Look at your body, it's as thin as a bamboo pole. Only by eating more children can you grow as strong as your little ancestor."

"You'er wasn't strong at first, was she?"

"That's also a good foundation. If you don't believe me, just ask Lord Huo Hou. He must have eaten well and a lot when he was pregnant."

"..."

I believe in you, bad old man is very bad!

Brother Lin was fighting when he was pregnant at that time, and he had to go to the battlefield from time to time, how could he be served to the point where he was afraid like him?

"Okay, leave it alone, I'll drink it later when it cools down."

Too lazy to talk to him anymore, Shen Liang waved his hands in disgust, but Lao Lin was thick-skinned, with an expression that didn't see him sending him off at all: "That won't work, when I turn around later, you probably have to let the little ancestor Help you drink."

"..."

Lao Lin, is it really appropriate to use your champion mind here?

Shen Liang was speechless again, didn't he ask Yuer to help him drink half a bowl of chicken soup yesterday afternoon?As for remembering till now?Besides, at that time Youer stared at him eagerly and swallowed his saliva. As an uncle, he couldn't ignore the child's hungry eyes, right?He swore that it was definitely not that he didn't want to eat it, but coaxed Yuer to eat it on purpose.

"You really asked your little ancestor to help you drink the soup?"

Pei Yuanzheng suddenly raised his eyebrows and interjected into their conversation. Before Shen Liang could answer, Lao Lin beat his chest and said, "Isn't it? If I didn't find out that the little ancestor was getting fat when I bathed him last night, I didn't know that the princess took it." The little ancestor is serving as a spare belly."

"Get lost! I just let You'er drink half a bowl of soup yesterday afternoon, how could you gain weight immediately?"

Shen Liang was furious, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Ahem... It's a little exaggerated, but if things go on like this, the princess is sure she won't make the little ancestor fatter? If he grows up and is still so fat, why would no girl want to marry him? What are you doing? Do you know that it ruined his life?"

Even though he was exposed on the spot, Lao Lin was not at all embarrassed. He cleared his throat and began to mutter. Yet?"

"Okay, of course, I'll bring you some soup later!"

The goal was achieved, Lao Lin took away the soup bowl contentedly, slumped on the chair in a slump, and couldn't help stroking his round belly with his right hand: "If this continues, I don't know if Yu'er will gain weight, I will It will definitely become a ball."

"Haha... um..."

Pei Yuanlie who was on the side hugged him and laughed, and Shen Liang bumped into his side with a crutch, and the laughter stopped abruptly: "Laugh, why don't you keep laughing?"

"Stop laughing, if you laugh again, I'm afraid I will be sent to sleep in the study."

Pei Yuanlie shook his head with a strong desire to survive, and leaned his chin on his shoulder: "You are weak, and it will be cold to sleep alone. Even if it is for you and your son, this king can't sleep in the study."

What's more, he still wants to sleep with his wife and son every day.

"Thank you so much!"

Glancing at him angrily, Shen Liang stood up with her stomach in her hands, ready to continue activities to digest food, and Lao Lin made up for the consumption just now.

"You don't need to thank me. If you love me more, I will be satisfied."

Knowing that he was active in the main hall, Pei Yuanlie did not get up, but leaned on the chair and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"I said you are not busy? How is the battle of Xia Chu?"

Not wanting to continue that topic with him, Shen Liang slowly walked back and forth in circles in the main hall, the room was burning with charcoal, and the walls were all warm, so it would not be cold without wearing a cloak during activities.

"Isn't it just like that? With Murong's family caravan responsible for food and grass supply, there is no need to worry about food and clothing. In the fight against He Chengfeng, we have more victories than defeat. We have already won five cities. As long as He Chengfeng is defeated, the army can be defeated." Drive straight in, pointing directly at the imperial city of Chu."

When it comes to business, Pei Yuanli is a little more serious. The battle between Chu and Xia is getting more and more fierce. At present, the people of Chu state are united, and most of the people trust He Chengfeng. Their progress is not great, but this stalemate should not last long. The last military report from the Xia State detailed the situation of the Chu army. With the temperature getting lower and lower, with the current national strength of the Chu State, it is impossible to equip every soldier with brand new cotton clothes. No matter how brave the soldiers are, They are also flesh and blood, and they can still bear it on weekdays. When it comes to Chinese New Year, when they think of their family and children, their morale will inevitably be low, and the deadlock will be broken at that time.

"Behind He Chengfeng is the entire Chu State. It's not easy to defeat him. Can't we find a way to assassinate him?"

Without the coach, the army cannot form an army, and naturally there is no question of whether or not he can be defeated.

"Impossible. He Chengfeng's martial arts skills are extremely high, and he is also very vigilant. It's not that easy to assassinate. Besides, when the two armies are fighting, most of the commanders are located in the middle and rear. Ordinary people will probably be taken down before they get close to him. It is not easy to kill your Nether Dark Guard, if you have to sacrifice a large number of Nether Dark Guards in exchange for his life, this deal will be too bad."

They must not do any loss-making business.

The Nether Dark Guards are all elites, one to ten is too small to be wasted in such a place.

"That's true. Last time I asked Lei Zhen to assassinate Zhao Qing, he was very cautious. If it was He Chengfeng, it would be even more difficult, so we can only fight head-on. You should have arrangements, right?"

Shen Liang nodded in agreement, because he thought too simply, the battlefield is not the backyard after all, and He Chengfeng is not the one he defeated.

"Well, don't worry about it. Boss and Xiran have their own ideas. You just wait for delivery obediently."

Stepping forward to hug him, Pei Yuanzheng took him to sit down again, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the thin sweat on his forehead as he spoke: "I will tell Lao Lin later that I will tell him not to give you any more nods." It is important to make food to nourish the body, and a reasonable diet is also important, and it is not good to always have a full stomach."

"Then leave it to you. In fact, there is no need to make special soup every day. Just eat three meals a day on time. I am not very old, and my physical development is not yet fully mature. If the child is too old in the future, it will be dangerous during childbirth." Bigger, if possible, I still hope to have a normal delivery.”

Nodding, Shen Liang said sincerely that he did not intend to have only this one child, the first child would be delivered by caesarean section, and there would be many, many troubles in the future whether it was pregnancy or childbirth.

"Well, it's best not to open an opening in the stomach, my heart hurts."

Pulling him into his arms slightly, Pei Yuanlie hugged him with pity on his face. He was looking forward to their child, but also afraid that the child would make Liang Liang suffer. Ever since he knew he was pregnant, his heart was extremely complicated.

"uncle!"

A clear and tender call suddenly sounded, Pei Yuanlie's forehead went dark, and the next second, the little ancestor had already broken away from his father, and rushed towards them like a gust of wind.

"Little ancestor, please be gentle, don't touch your uncle's belly."

Pei Yuanlie broke out in a cold sweat, his voice almost didn't tremble, he really owed him.

"slightly……"

Lying on Shen Liang's lap, the little ancestor stuck out his tongue and made a face at him, and then quickly turned into a cute little one, touching Shen Liang's belly with his chubby hands: "Brother, be good, pot pot, love love... "

"little bastard!"

Pei Yuanlie couldn't laugh or cry.

"Who are you calling a bastard?"

Then Shen Da who came in glared unceremoniously, and pulled Huo Yelin to sit down beside him: "Liangliang, help Yelin take a look, he retched for a while when he got up just now, could he be sick?"

"Ok?"

Raising eyebrows, Shen Liang smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Shouldn't there be?"

When Pei Yuanlie said later, the four of them immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, maybe it was true, after all, he was also trying to conceive for two or three months, wasn't he?