Reborn Glazer

"Morning sickness?" Song Qingyi was taken aback for a moment.He had never been involved in the pregnancy of his own ruler in his previous life, and he didn't know if he had such a situation at that time, so he was a little surprised and stunned when he heard about it on the first day of junior high school.

"Yes, master. The young master's food and drink these few days are still coming alone. The first few days will be more difficult, and it will be better after finding food that can be eaten." Dietary prescriptions for nourishing and appetizing, while explaining some precautions to Song Qingyi in detail.

"Although I have prescribed these therapeutic prescriptions, I don't force them. It depends on Shaojun's appetite. If you can eat them, you can eat them. If you can't stand the taste, don't force them." People who are sick can't stand any smell, but they don't like to eat medicinal food. Some people are on the contrary, and it still depends on the person.

"Okay." Song Qingyi nodded, and after taking Lingbao to send someone out, he stood beside Qi Runyun, a little apprehensive and fearful, not knowing what to do.

"Are you still uncomfortable? How about I take you to bed?"

Qi Runyun's complexion was still not very good, he pressed his hands to his chest, and his breathing was a little rough, which showed that he was still very uncomfortable.Hearing Song Qingyi's words, he raised his eyes, but didn't move.

Song Qingyi waited for a while, and confirmed that his Zhengjun didn't have the energy to react to himself, so he stretched out his hand and carefully hugged him horizontally, "I'll slow down, just tell me if you feel uncomfortable." He knew that some people were dizzy and He is most afraid of bumps when he is sick. He doesn't know Qi Runyun's specific symptoms, so he has to be careful.

Although he was tall and tall, Song Qingyi was just a scholar after all, and he could barely be considered a craftsman these days, but unfortunately he was also a craftsman who hadn't done any important things.It was very difficult to hold Qi Runyun who was not much shorter than him, not to mention that he slowed down to be careful, and his hands began to shake after a while.

Liu Guang, who was still waiting for orders in the room, was terrified, and quickly stepped forward to help him: "Master, hurry up and put Shaojun on the bed." Suffering is better than falling, Shaojun's belly There is also a bun!

Qi Runyun, who was held in his arms, couldn't help but put his arm around Song Qingyi's neck and tightened his collar with the other. His face, which was already not very good, seemed even paler.

Song Qingyi also knew that he was being reckless, and he didn't think too much when he was in a hurry just now, so now he had to take a few quick steps and use his last strength to carefully put him on the bed.

Seeing that they got off the bed safely, the three people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Qingyi, who was still panting heavily, blushed in embarrassment when she heard the sound of relief, "I... sorry, I was reckless." Sitting by the bed, Song Qingyi felt a little scared.

Lying on the bed, maybe because of what happened just now, Qi Runyun turned his attention a little bit, unexpectedly felt that he was not so uncomfortable, sat up a little, coughed lightly, covered his mouth and said: "gargle."

At this moment, Song Qingyi quickly brought warm water over, causing Liu Guang, who was about to come forward to serve, to be squeezed away.

Song Qingyi, who finally calmed down, looked at Qi Runyun who was rinsing his mouth and sighed.At first he was delighted with the fact that this person was pregnant, but he completely forgot how much hardship he would suffer if he was pregnant in October.

"Linyu, thank you!" No matter if you don't hate the Song family, or you are willing to conceive a child for him.Song Qingyi thanked him earnestly.

Qi Runyun glanced at him, maybe there were doubts and inexplicable, but this man just listened quietly as usual, without asking any questions.

As for Liu Guang, as early as Song Qingyi was delivering water and cloth towels, he had quietly retreated outside to guard.

After this day, the morning sickness really came rushing in like a tiger opening the floodgate.After tossing Qi Runyun until his face was pale and his hands and feet were weak, the little flesh he managed to raise had long since disappeared.

Song Qingyi, who was watching, was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

"Why don't you go back to the mansion. You've worked so hard. After all, there are only a few ordinary cooks here in Biezhuang, and there are only a few kinds of game that come and go." Song Qingyi has long forgotten the behavior of rewarding before , Dislike others without hesitation.

Lying on the bed panting to suppress the nausea in his chest, he noticed that Song Qingyi stretched out his hand to rub his chest. There was no one else in the room, so Qi Runyun didn't stop him from moving. I really can't go back." There was a rare softness in the words.

Sighing, Song Qingyi touched his stomach that was exposed after the clothes were fitted to his body because of his movements.It has been nearly four months, and the bulging curvature of Qi Runyun's lower abdomen is somewhat obvious, and the belly is slightly hard, and it is very full to the touch.

"Little thing is so good at tossing, father will definitely be the first to slap your ass when you come out."

Qi Runyun's eyes softened when he heard the words - no one knew how excited he was when he was pregnant, and after the little thing in his stomach came out, he couldn't help it.

Song Qingyi understood the words in Qi Runyun's eyes, so he could only touch his nose.Can he say that he pays so much attention to this little thing that is still in the stomach, is the reason complicated?But also because of that complicated reason, part of the guilt in his heart was for this little thing. After he was born, if he really wanted to hit him... maybe he really couldn't bear it.

Just as he was thinking here, the sound of claws grinding wood suddenly came from outside the door. The source should be their door. Before Song Qingyi got up to check, Lingbao's voice was heard in the corridor.

"Hey, Hongguozi, you are amazing, and you even escaped from prison. I told you that the master is not feeling well, so he can't come!"

As soon as Song Qingyi heard these words, he knew who was causing the trouble. He paused when he got up, and was about to sit back when he felt his sleeves being pulled.Looking up, I saw Qi Runyun looking over.

"No, you're not feeling well right now, and you're still talking about Hongguozi!" Song Qingyi was very annoyed at Hongguozi's behavior of tightly controlling the attention of her Zhengjun.

Qi Runyun's face darkened when he saw this person, and he remembered the indecent words that seemed to be teased a few days ago, how could he not know what he meant.Pursing his lips, Qi Runyun closed his eyes and touched Song Qingyi's surprised gaze, touching the corner of his mouth lightly.

"Master..."

A barely catchable word came into Song Qingyi's ears, and before he could catch the words behind, the person on the bed had already slid into the quilt and left his head outside.

With a sound of "Puff", Song Qingyi was amused by the actions of his own Zhengjun. Such a big man became ashamed and annoyed, the behavior of getting under the bed was so different from his usual expression, that Song Qingyi felt his heart was itching.

Clenching his fist against his mouth, he cleared his throat.Song Qingyi was afraid that his wife would feel uncomfortable under the covers: "Okay, okay. I'll go and bring in the red fruit, come out quickly, you will feel uncomfortable again later.

When Song Qingyi came in holding Hong Guozi's neck, he saw that his Zhengjun was already sitting upright on the head of the bed, except for the slightly darker color of the pinnae, there was nothing unusual about it.

"Here." Since Hong Guozi was taken in by Qi Runyun, Lingbao cleaned him up every day, and served him with delicious food. I don't know if it was because of this. Later, Hong Guozi didn't think about running away after there were more opportunities to get out of the cage.In the past few days, Qi Runyun was not feeling well, so he didn't bring it to him, and he still scratched the door of the room like today.

Putting the washed red fruit on the quilt, Song Qingyi poked its pointed nose: "Sit and play, don't climb on it!"

Hong Guozi sneezed when Song Qingyi pointed her finger, and her hair all swelled up.

That appearance made Qi Runyun's eyes light up.For the sake of his wife's happiness, Song Qingyi sat obediently and watched them play.

"Aren't you going to the kiln?" Qi Runyun asked while touching Hongguozi's poked nose.In the past few days, Song Qingyi spent most of his time by his side. It is undeniable that this made him less uncomfortable with the sudden physical changes, but he knew in his heart that many things in the kiln factory were in a state of urgency, and people outside were staring at him. He was worried that it would delay Song Qingyi's affairs.

"Well, the pipe wall has passed, and he will report back to me in time if there is anything. This place is close to the kiln factory, so it doesn't take much time to go back and forth." Song Qingyi rested his chin to see his Zhengjun combing the red hair again and again. The fur on Guozi's chin, that little thing is also very obedient, honestly tucked up on the quilt, lifting its neck to facilitate Qi Runyun's movements, and occasionally rubbing its head sideways on the fingers that feel comfortable with it.

Even Song Qingyi would be amused by the little thing's actions, not to mention Qi Runyun who liked it very much from the beginning.Seeing that Qi Runyun paused for a moment, then he reached into Hongguozi's belly with the softest fur and rubbed it vigorously, making the little thing that was lying comfortably frizzed up again.

Song Qingyi beside him couldn't help laughing.

"...Duan Jin is like this, let's pick a day to go back to the mansion, and you can go to the kiln factory without worry." Embarrassed by laughter, Qi Runyun changed the subject seriously even though he couldn't see it on the surface.Originally, he stayed here because he was greedy for coolness, and secondly, he was greedy for peace and freshness.But if it affects Song Qingyi's work, it's better to go back home and let everyone take care of him so that he can go to work with peace of mind.The things in the glazed kiln were also what Qi Runyun was concerned about. If it wasn't for the sudden arrival of this child, he would actually want to go to the kiln right now.

While talking, Lingbao came in with something, it was Qi Runyun's snack - a bowl of thin porridge with sour plums, this is the only food Qi Runyun can eat recently, other things can make him feel the smell The bile was spit out, so Song Qingyi didn't eat with him anymore.

After receiving the porridge and water, Song Qingyi signaled him to continue, while she took a spoon and planned to feed it to him.

"Duan Jin, I can do it myself." He was just so weak from morning sickness that he couldn't even hold a bowl.

Song Qingyi didn't argue with him, and fed him with recent events in the kiln while feeding him - he knew that his Zhengjun was actually very concerned, and if he wasn't too unwell recently, he would definitely go to the kiln to have a look.

Sure enough, as soon as we talked about this, Qi Runyun stopped talking. While listening, he continued to brush Hongguo's fur, and occasionally picked some nuts from the dried fruit plate that was brought together to feed Hongguo. The half-sized little fox also Not picky eaters, feed it anything, especially dried fruits.Song Qingyi joked that if it wasn't for this triangular face, he would have thought it was a squirrel.

When Guan Bi came in, he saw such a scene. His young master was feeding Shaojun porridge with a spoon, but Shaojun on the bed not only did not dodge as usual, but calmly held dried fruit and fed red fruit.The rhythm is quite harmonious, swallowing a mouthful of porridge and handing a dried fruit.

Song Qingyi noticed Guan Bi and raised his eyebrows - it's not the usual time to come back.

Guan Bi glanced at Shaojun who was also looking over.

"What's the matter, just tell me directly." Song Qingyi gave another mouthful indifferently.

Qi Runyun's eyes flashed, but he also subconsciously fed Hong Guozi a dried fruit in his hand.

Guan Bi watched and felt sweat on his forehead. "Back to the young master, another little beggar touched the mountain, but this time he went directly to Old Zheng and gave a message."

Little beggar?Song Qingyi's heart skipped a beat.Signal the tube wall to continue.

"The message said: 'The materials are already on their way to Jincheng."