Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

That night, Nanny Gui led a group of people to check all the main venues for Zihua's daily activities. The corners of the table were too sharp, what if they hit Zhengjun, what to do, remove it!The chair is not made of nanmu, it is not strong, what if Zhengjun falls, remove it!Whoever put the vase on the cabinet, what if it accidentally hits Zhengjun, take it away!

What's the matter with these flowers and plants, the path is wet and mossy, what should Zheng Jun do if it slips, it's closed!What happened to the scissors in the bedroom? I don’t know if pregnant people are most taboo about sharp things. Throw them away!

Nanny Gui was very heroic. Everything that could not be seen was moved into the warehouse. In less than an hour, the main courtyard became empty. An Xining looked at the sword hanging on the wall opposite his bed and sneaked into the warehouse. He took it off and stuffed it into the hands of the small inkstone: "I will keep it for this king, and Zhengjun will ask you to return it after giving birth."

"The servant knows." Xiao Yantai said in a low voice, taking advantage of Nanny Gui's inattention, she hid the sword behind her back and tried to sneak it out.

"Master Chief."

Grandma Gui called the roll suddenly, which startled Xiao Yantai, so she could only lean against the door and said awkwardly: "Our house is here, what's your order?"

Nanny Gui gave him a strange look: "This old slave thinks that the room of the prince and Zhengjun is too empty, and wants to decorate the room."

The little inkstone laughed dryly, it’s not too much space, you have already thrown away more than half of what should be thrown away, but as the head of the palace, he still said with a smile on his face: "Nurse is going to the storeroom, our family will let someone take it away." you go."

"My lord is really considerate. It's just that tonight, I don't want to disturb the rest of the prince and Zhengjun. It will be done tomorrow. The prince and Zhengjun don't mind."

"I don't mind." An Xining and Zi Hua waved their hands again and again, and they were also shocked by this hot-tempered Nanny Gui.

Lying on the bed at night, Zihua said sincerely: "Looking at Nanny Gui's posture, it seems that having a baby is quite troublesome."

An Xining hugged him in his arms and didn't answer. In fact, he didn't understand very well. Although he was a father for three years in his last life, he never participated in Rui'er's growth, let alone accompanied Zihua's pregnancy, so This question really stumped him.

After thinking for a while, he confessed: "Actually, I don't know too much, but I will spend this time with you. In the future, we will educate Rui'er together. Do you think it's okay?"

Speaking of Ruier, Zihua suddenly became curious: "Who do you think Ruier will look like?"

"It goes without saying, of course it's like you and me." An Xining vainly pressed Zihua under him, licked his lips, and said emotionally: "Zihua, thank you, thank you for your forgiveness, thank you Gave me a home."

An Xining's face was imprinted in Zihua's pale eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you too, thank you for letting me understand what it means to be alive."

The lips were kissed suddenly, with a familiar breath and body temperature, which surrounded him heavily, airtight.

When he woke up the next day, Zihua's face was still covered with a trace of powder, which looked fresh and delicious, making people greedy, but An Xining couldn't eat it, so anxious that he almost got angry, hugged him and kissed him. After touching her again, she let her out of the bed.

On the dining table, Nanny Gui asked someone to bring the breakfast with a kind face, and the merchant waved a spoon to eat with a greedy face. Zihua always liked to eat these small snacks, so he went to pick up the porridge after a few mouthfuls. The jujube cake on the side, as soon as it was delivered to the mouth, Nanny Gui said: "Zhengjun, you can't eat too much of this jujube cake, just try something fresh, and it will cause abdominal distension if you eat too much."

"Okay, thank you Gui Nanny for reminding me." Zihua tasted one and was not satisfied. He wanted to eat again but had to worry about Gui Nanny behind him, so he turned his chopsticks to pick up the crab roe buns in front of An Xining. Before touching it, he was stopped: "Zhengjun, crabs are cold in nature, you must never touch them, otherwise you will suffer miscarriage."

Zihua's hands trembled a little, and finally took back the chopsticks. An Xining couldn't bear to watch, and scooped up a spoonful of longan soup and handed it to Zihua's mouth: "I asked Xiao Yantai to tell the kitchen to stew this. Put rock sugar, it's sweet, you must like it."

Before Zihua could be moved, Nanny Gui had already frozen An Xining aside with her disapproving eyes: "My lord, how can you let Zheng Jun drink longan soup, longan is too hot, pregnant people should pay special attention, don't worry. You can't give it to Zhengjun."

Under Zi Hua's disappointed gaze, An Xining put down his hands embarrassingly, and then heard Nanny Gui say, "Zhengjun, I heard that you like to eat desserts on weekdays, is that true?"

Zihua blushed, pretending to be calm and said: "There is something like this."

"Then Zhengjun can't eat any more during the few months of pregnancy. Eating too much sugar is not good for Zhengjun's body."

Now the painting is completely blown up, and she even wants to give up her hobbies when she is pregnant. It's cruel and vexatious, but he can't refuse!

After breakfast, Shenshang was sent to Xiang Linyuan's place, Nanny Gui took someone to decorate the bedroom, Zihua has been shrouded in depression ever since he knew that he would give up desserts in the next seven months In the midst of this, An Xining did not dare to approach him half a step away, for fear of being implicated by the innocent.

In the waterside pavilion, Zi Hua sat leaning against the beauty, and An Xining beside him smiled: "Zi Hua, don't be angry, at worst, I will accompany you to have a big meal after Rui'er is born."

Zi Hua glanced at him coldly: "In your heart, this immortal is such a short-sighted person with no pursuit and no ambition?"

An Xining immediately expressed his attitude: "Of course not, I was afraid that my Zhengjun would lose weight from hunger, so I decided to take you to eat."

Zi Hua huffed arrogantly, and his eyes suddenly became bitter: "You said that you are both men, so why can't you give birth to a child."

An Xining swallowed her saliva: "Maybe it's God's will."

"No," Zihua stood up, his eyes were burning, "it must be the relationship between the superior and the superior, An Xining, I will be the superior one from now on."

An Xining was speechless, at this moment, the small inkstone had someone carry a box over, stood outside the waterside pavilion and said: "This servant has seen the prince, Zhengjun."

"Xiao Yantai, what are you doing here with a box?"

"Going back to the prince, Nanny Gui asked the servant to send it. She said that there are books in it, so that the prince and Zhengjun can read it when they are free. It will be beneficial for the future."

An Xining always had a subtle feeling about the books in the box, and when he thought of the pile of albums he dragged out from the library in the palace with the prince, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed and excited.

After opening the box, there was a dense stack of books inside. Zihua took out one and flipped through it to read, his face immediately became gloomy, and he threw the book to An Xining, who took it in a daze , as soon as he turned it over, the four big characters "contraindications for pregnant women" popped out. He was so scared that he almost lost the book, and turned down a few pages in a panic. Do, this should be done, this should not be eaten, this should be eaten, it is more strict than the emperor's etiquette.

Zi Hua snorted coldly, and looked at Xiao Yantai and the others with his hands behind his back: "Does this gentleman really want to learn these messy things?"

He has always been gentle and never sharply criticized, but this time his face was gloomy like a blizzard, and his words were filled with ice slag, so cold that Xiao Yantai couldn't help shrinking his neck, and said with a smile: "Of course Zhengjun doesn't need to learn this, Nanny Gui As I said, as long as the lord reminds you when he learns these things, you just do it."

Zihua gritted her teeth: "What's the difference?"

"Yes! Yes! There is a big difference," Xiao Yantai flattered, "If you don't need to study, it means that you don't need to read books, as long as you eat fruits and watch the prince read."

An Xining's eyes widened, staring at Xiao Yantai almost tore him apart, what kind of courage did Xiao Yantai have to say in front of his master, this proposal of basing one's happiness on the other's pain? Come out, who is doing something?

Xiao Yantai resisted his master's murderous gaze, wagged his tail and asked, "Zhengjun, do you think this is okay?"

Zihua glanced at An Xining, touched his chin: "It seems to be not bad, it's such a happy decision."

An Xining collapsed, no matter how happy she was, she was not happy at all.

The summer afternoon is extremely hot. It is said that July is hot, and it is not bad at all. The little wolf is lying in the shade of a tree, his whole body is spread out like a wolf's skin, and he tries to keep his fur belly against the cold ground. As far as he is concerned, Zihua is much more relaxed at this time.

In the bamboo gazebo covered with wisteria orchids in the main courtyard, Zi Hua lay leisurely on a soft chair. He was wearing the crocodile silk offered by the East China Sea this year. Xia Liang is a sacred object that is hard to come by. Donghai may not have paid tribute for two or three years. An Xining begged it to make clothes for Zihua.

Zihua also has a preference for this dress. Since he became pregnant, although he has no obvious physical discomfort, his celestial power has been declining. He also told An Xining about this, and the two thought it over. I can't figure out why, but I only guess that the mana might be absorbed by the fetus and used to nourish his growth. Fortunately, Zi Hua is also a free and easy person, so he doesn't take it to heart, but the result of the loss of celestial power is that he He is getting more and more afraid of the heat, especially now that it is summer, as long as he moves a little, he will feel hot and dry. This is something he has never experienced in the thousands of years since he became an immortal. Every time he gets sweat on his body, it makes him very upset. That's why An Xining had the cheek to ask Emperor Ming De for the silk.

At this moment, Zihua was enjoying himself, with two maids playing fans behind him, and beside him was An Xining who was peeling grapes for him.

This amethyst grape is also a special offer, the grains are round and plump, the thick purple color exudes a charming light under the light, juicy and sweet, it is delicious at first sight.As soon as An Xining peeled off the skin, the sweet and greasy grape juice flowed down his fingers. When it was brought to Zi Hua's mouth, he looked at the dripping juice with pity, and then opened his mouth to sweep the grape away. He stuck out his tongue again and licked An Xining's fingers with grapes on them.

An Xining's eyes changed in an instant. Zihua's unintentional movement was so provocative that he reacted immediately, but there was no way to do it. If he liked someone, even if he was just a look or a movement, he would Excitement, this is the sadness and honesty of a man, not to mention that it has been more than three months since the last time I ate Zihua, it is not as good as the house rules that Zihua set for him, after being hungry for so long, it is almost impossible to respond to some sweets It's all too normal.

Zihua himself didn't realize this at all, he was just thinking that he didn't want to waste it, there really wasn't anything he shouldn't have, it wasn't until there was an ambiguous laugh behind him that he realized that someone was watching, and His actions just now really aroused people's imagination, and he couldn't help but blush.

The two of them were distracted, when they saw Shen Shang running towards this side with short legs. The weather was hot, and he was wearing the little red bellyband he had when they first met, but he put on a pair of loose bloomers underneath, and his forehead was slightly sweaty Wet, soft and shiny hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his forehead.

Zihua frowned slightly, picked up the handkerchief beside him to wipe his sweat, Shenshang lay his whole body on the armrest of the recliner, squinted his eyes and let Zihua wipe his face randomly, and when the sweat on his face was wiped off, Suddenly raised his face aggrieved and said: "Brother, younger brother dislikes me."

Zihua didn't understand: "What brother despises you? Who bullied you?"

Shenshang stretched out a small index finger to point at the belly of the picture: "The younger brother in the elder brother's stomach said that Shenshang was dirty and despised me."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Xining behind him broke out into a burst of laughter: "Shangshang, how useless are you to be disliked by your unborn little brother, and you still have the face to sue."

Shenshang got angry, put his hands on his waist, turned around and glared at An Xining angrily: "Brother Xining is the worst, he will laugh at others, I will ignore you from now on, I'm going to report to Brother Linyuan."

"You go, you go and sue your elder brother Linyuan, but there is nothing you can do about me."

Can Shang couldn't say no to him, two tears were hanging in his eyes, so he had to go to rescue the soldiers: "Brother, brother Xining bullied me again, and even said bad things about brother Linyuan."

Zi Hua had a headache, and he didn't worry about one or two of them. After lightly reprimanding An Xining, he turned to the merchant: "Why do you keep running to Xiang's mansion lately?"

Canshang tilted his head: "Because Brother Linyuan will give me a lot of delicious food."

"Aren't there more things in King Ning's mansion than in Xiang's mansion?"

"It's different. Brother Linyuan will still play with me. Brother, yesterday I agreed with Brother Linyuan to play at his house today and to spend the night at his house. How about brother?"

Zi Hua sighed: "You have already discussed with others, can I object? Go ahead, remember not to be naughty."

The merchant smiled happily: "Thank you brother."

Seeing Canshang bouncing away, An Xining leaned forward gossiping: "Zihua, do you feel that there is something abnormal between Canshang and Xiang Linyuan?"

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you think it's strange that the senior and junior can play together for such a long time with such a big age difference? If you say forgetting to make friends with each other, it's too completely forgotten."

Zi Hua looked at him indifferently: "What do you want to say?"

An Xining winked a few times: "Don't tell me if they will..."

"Dirty!" Zi Hua slapped An Xining mercilessly on the head, "An Xining, what's going on in your head all day long, keep it pure!"

As soon as the words fell, Zihua got up and left, leaving behind An Xining who wanted to cry but had no tears: "I was thinking about something, I just wanted to ask Xiang Linyuan if he wanted to accept a merchant as his son, this is also embarrassing ?”

Not far away, Zihua staggered and quickly stood up, trying to act as if nothing had happened, and walked forward calmly.