i made the emperor pregnant

Sima Yan closed his eyes at a quarter of noon, and then fell asleep for five full hours in the dark, from bright day to night. When he opened his eyes, he saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at him. Song Zi.

The latter had already been taken care of and changed into clean clothes. The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes lit up: "Ayan, are you awake? How do you feel? Does your stomach hurt? Are you hungry?"

Seeing how confused Sima Yan was being asked, Song Zi controlled his excitement, took two deep breaths, and asked gently, "Do you want me to help you up?"

Xia Chun and Shi Zhi's family members have already been sent out of the palace, but the two imperial physicians are still on standby in the palace at any time. They will come to check Sima Yan's pulse in about an hour.

Fortunately, because Sima Yan's physical fitness is good, and he was well maintained during pregnancy, his condition is not serious, and there is no problem at present, but he fell asleep after being sleepy.

When Sima Yan was sleeping, due to blood loss, his originally bright red lips turned white, and then became a little dry with slight breathing ups and downs. Song Zi was reluctant to wake him up, but he couldn't directly feed him water, so he used a clean water bottle again. Wet the cotton cloth with clean water, and moistened his mouth as much as possible.

The emperor's dark eyelashes trembled: "Don't drink water..."

After sleeping for ten hours, how could he not be thirsty or hungry, Song Zi thought of something: "Do you want to relieve yourself?"

Speaking of this, Sima Yan's pale cheeks flushed red immediately due to blood loss, Song Zi couldn't help laughing, but didn't dare to laugh, turned his face to adjust his emotions: "What's the matter, I haven't seen anything on you, I Help you go, you can solve it yourself, and then call me anytime you feel uncomfortable."

"No, it's so ugly..." The emperor's self-esteem was extraordinarily strong. It was one thing for him to pretend to be weak and lazy, but it was another thing for him to show his embarrassing side when he was in pain. Delirious, he feels better now, caught in that self-abandoned ambivalence.

Sima Yan was originally an extremely sensitive person, and the hormones during pregnancy and postpartum amplified his sensitivity and controlled his emotions.

"Ayan..." Song Zi called out again, this time his expression was serious and resolute, "If I get a scar on my face, or accidentally hurt my leg, and I am not good at walking, you will think I am a useless person, so Don't you care about me?"

Sima Yan immediately said: "Of course not!"

When we first met, it wasn't that he didn't think about breaking Xiao Qi's legs so that he couldn't go anywhere and could only be imprisoned by his side, but the emperor couldn't bear it, he just liked to watch Xiao Qi open Look happy.

Song Zi followed the words and said: "That's fine, we made an appointment, we are people who will grow old forever, and we must support each other to go on. Although the two of us will definitely be healthy and healthy, free from illness and disaster, but If you accidentally get hurt, do you have to throw the other person away because of this kind of thing?"

Song Zi held the emperor's hand with great care, and first comforted his emotions: "A Yan, don't get too excited, the wound in the stomach has not fully healed." Then he said, "The child also has my share, if it weren't for I, Ah Yan will not suffer like this, I should be responsible for the disaster I caused."

Sima Yan muttered, "How can it be said that it was Xiao Qi's fault, it was obviously that little bastard who did it."

"Yes, yes, it's all done by the little bastard, but the little bastard is still young, and the son owes his father to pay. During this time, I, the father, will take good care of you." Song Zi's brows softened, "Ayan, you It is my partner, and it should be my responsibility and obligation to take care of you. If you dislike you because you gave birth to a child, then it is a lie to accompany you until you grow old. During this time, you will be my test. Let's see if I can do what I say."

Seeing that Sima Yan was still hesitant, Song Zi changed his tone with an extremely stern tone: "If you don't let me help, if you really want to suffer, you have to ask other people to help. You are my wife, and your body belongs to me. Or do you want others to see your embarrassing side, this kind of thing can only be done by me, and you can't let others see your appearance!"

The young man seemed to have turned into a rather cruel and domineering person overnight, "A Yan, be obedient!" Ah Yan was weak, so he wanted to become stronger to support the other party's backbone.

As soon as Song Zi was tough, the beauty immediately softened, and obediently snuggled into his arms: "Xiao Qi, my stomach is so bloated...you hug me over there."

It is said that the first time is raw and the second time is familiar. If you do something once, it will not be too awkward later.After getting out of bed, Sima Yan was actually in a better condition than the two of them thought. When he came back, the emperor insisted on walking alone, but Song Zi still supported him and acted as the emperor's walking stick.

The two walked very slowly, Sima Yan suddenly asked: "Where is that nasty little bastard?"

Song Zi's eyes were like the spring breeze in April: "I'm in the side hall, I'll ask someone to bring me here." He wiped off the thin sweat on the back of Sima Yan's neck, "Eat something to cushion your stomach first, otherwise the wound will hurt even more if you are hungry. .”

When the emperor was sleeping, he kept doing all kinds of things that were good for wound healing and good for the mother. When he helped Sima Yan to the soft couch, the palace servants brought in all the things that had been prepared long ago.

There is no spicy and stimulating food. All kinds of food are placed on the table, and when they are opened, they are basically soups, such as the fragrant pigeon soup, the yellow ginger stewed pig's trotters, the eight treasures and poria soup, and the crucian carp tofu soup. , and all kinds of stewed rotten porridge.

Sima Yan looked at the pure soup, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were stained with sleepy color: "Why is it all soup?"

"Soup and porridge are easy to digest and don't burden your stomach." Song Zi said, "Didn't I also drink soup when I was recuperating?"

He didn't try to persuade Sima Yan anymore, he scooped up the soup by himself, blew it to cool for a while, tasted the saltiness and heat, and then fed it to Sima Yan: "This is delicious, the taste of the squab is very fresh, and the oil has been skimmed off. "

He didn't give the emperor the soup that had a strong medicinal taste, and then fed some stewed soft tofu. Too greasy things were not good for the stomach. Song Zi picked some fish and pigeon meat, which didn't seem like He coaxed the child like that before, anyway, the emperor obediently ate whatever he handed.

Eat a little of this, a little of that, and Sima Yan is almost full. When Song Zi served him millet porridge, the child was carried over. Although the child was about eight months old and looked thin and small, he was quite The healthy ones, after being cleaned of the dirt on their bodies, looked relatively clean, and they closed their eyes and breathed.

The one holding the baby was the nanny who had been prepared a long time ago, and his mother followed her step by step, with an uncontrollable joy of being a grandma on her face.She had been so silly all day, her face almost froze with laughter.

The main reason was that she hadn't held a baby for many years, and Princess Ming An put on makeup when she entered the palace. The scent on her body was not good for the newborn cub, and the nanny was very clean, and she didn't put anything on her face.

But they are all unimportant, the important one is the baby who exudes a faint milky scent. When Sima Yan saw this child, he couldn't believe it: "Xiao Qi, tell me quickly, this ugly thing must not be our child." .”

He spent so much effort and suffered so much, how could he give birth to this kind of thing with thinning hair, wrinkled skin, and constricted facial features like a hairless little monkey!

The smile on Princess Ming An's face disappeared. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this little baby looked very much like her own son. She would definitely be a handsome gentleman with outstanding appearance in the future, but in the end, she became an ugly thing in the mouth of the emperor. ...Ugly!

At this time, the forgetful Princess Ming'an no longer remembered. When the twins were born, she cried because of the wrinkled and red appearance of the two babies. She was so beautiful that she exaggerated to the point of being sad.

As someone who has been there, Princess Ming'an is very experienced and said: "Your Majesty, the newborn baby is like this. It will be white and tender in a few days, and it is very cute. Look at the eyebrows and eyes, which are exactly the same as A Fang when he was a child." .”

Sima Yan glanced at Song Zi, then at the wrinkled baby with red skin and clenched fingers, but he didn't see any similarities between the former and the latter.The emperor still couldn't believe it, he turned his face away, he was so ugly that he lost his appetite to eat.

Song Zi smiled helplessly, checked the child's condition, waved his hand and said, "Take the baby away, let him sleep more."

The nannies and the others prepared a total of twelve, divided into three shifts, each with four people, and asked them to supervise each other and take care of and protect this fragile and precious little life in an all-round way.

The palace where the baby lives is neither too far nor too close to theirs. After all, when the baby cries, it will make people sleepless. Need more rest.

"Xiaoqi, I won't eat." Sima Yan was afraid that if he ate any more, he might not be able to help but spit it out.

Song Zi bent down and stretched out his hand: "I'll carry you back."

He walked steadily, and after he put the emperor down, he explained aloud: "This is the case with all newborn babies. You can see that he is a bit unique, but the main reason is that his skin is wrinkled. It is actually because he was soaked in the amniotic fluid." It’s been a long time, and when it’s just born, it will curl up into a ball. Think about it, if we soak our hands in water for a while, will they also wrinkle. After a while, he will look better. Really, Ah Yan, I It was the same with you when we were young. If you don’t believe my mother, can you not believe me? When the child was taken out, I heard them all say that this is the most beautiful baby. "

The child's hair is only relatively thin and soft, and the color is very light and close to the scalp, but it can be seen that the hair is still relatively thick. Objectively speaking, the wrinkled child is not good-looking, but thinking that this is his blood, what does Song Zi think? It looks more and more pleasing to the eye.

"I believe in Xiaoqi." Believe it or not, Sima Yan is still a little hard to accept psychologically, "How long will it take for him to look good?"

"It's about three or four months. The book says that a child will take ninety days, and he will look more and more like the two of us."

The emperor lost his voice: "Ninety days, so long?!"

"Be careful, don't get excited." Song Zi said, "Our cub will definitely live up to expectations, and it may not take so long to bloom. You will be very pleasantly surprised when you visit him again in a while."

"Ayan, we have to give him a name, what do you think is good?"

Sima Yan laid down on Song Zi's neck with a sleepy expression: "Call him ugly, he is so unique, so his name should be Sima Chic."

Song Zi: ...the baby will faint from crying for you to see!