After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Wei Chu's sudden departure from the palace this time taught Wei Jing a big lesson.

Since taking the man back to the palace, except for the very necessary government affairs, Wei Jing has completed all by Wei Chu's side, whether it is eating or bathing.

After a long time, Wei Chu felt a little tired of the following matter, and asked Wei Jing more than once not to bathe in front of his eyes, but Wei Jing refused with all the righteous words.

"I've said it many times. When you take a bath in the future, don't stay in our bedroom, okay? At least, at least you should go to the back room, right? At the very least... also block a screen?"

Wei Chu glared angrily at the tall man who was undressing in the middle of the bedroom. Seeing that he was still shamelessly continuing his actions, he stretched out his hand to support his enlarged belly, and walked slowly outside the hall.

"Isn't this accompanying my husband~" Wei Jing took advantage of all Wei Chu's weaknesses, knowing that as long as he heard him being coquettish and playful, he would definitely soften his heart. up.

Sure enough, Wei Chu stopped in his tracks, turned his head and glared at him again, "Could it be that you want to use this method to stay with me until the baby is born?"

Wei Jing flicked a drop of water between his brows with a smile, and said, "What Xianggong said is exactly."

"Don't tease me," Wei Chu raised his hand to wipe off the water stains on his face, walked over and punched Wei Jing on the shoulder, "If you dare next time, I will chop your bathtub."

Unexpectedly, Wei Jing hugged the person who came over voluntarily in her arms, raised her legs and stepped into the bathtub, then hugged the person horizontally again, and said with a big smile: "Then before the bathtub is broken by Mr. Use it well again."

Wei Chu turned pale with shock: "...Hmm!"

Autumn goes and winter comes, and in a blink of an eye it is spring again.

Qin Hesu had already given birth, Wei Chu counted the date of his birth, and sent someone to send him the best tonic in advance, and Qin Hesu didn't want to accept his kindness in vain, so he took the dried sour apricots that he had dried at home. Er packed several big bags, and asked Ge Wu, who came to deliver the supplements, to take them back.

Wei Chu felt very kind and warm about Qin Hesu's practice of giving gifts to each other. As soon as his child was full moon, he wrote to ask if he would like to stay in the palace for a while.

The answer he got was naturally affirmative, not that Qin Hesu was greedy for glory, but that he really missed Wei Chu very much, and always wanted to see the birth of the child in his womb with his own eyes.

Ever since he returned to the place he was supposed to return to, the Zhennan Hou Mansion has become an empty mansion without a backbone.

Of course Wei Jing would not let it remain empty like this, the new owner was undoubtedly Yang Anqi who was supposed to be the heir of the Hou Mansion.

Although he is disabled, his ability to deal with people is exceptionally good. What's more, Yang Anqi's leg is not a chronic disease. As long as he takes medicine for a long time and assists in training, he will stand up again in time. Speaking of it, it is still a thought that can be expected.

The person who has been worrying in his heart has a good future, and the dead man who is busy like a little maid all day has time to visit Wei Chu in the palace, sitting in Wei Chu's bedroom and eating his sweet potatoes Do it.

"Can you save some for me? It was specially made by Hesu for me. You ate it all. What should I eat..." Wei Chu leaned on the thickened pillow behind his back and threw it lazily at the death pole. A pulse pillow passed.

Dead Ji raised his hand to catch it, and continued to eat it indifferently: "The mouth is on your body, and I want to say that Doctor Qin specially dried it for me."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qin Hesu who lowered his head to make clothes for the child in Wei Chu's belly, and asked, "Doctor Qin, tell yourself, are the dried sweet potatoes specially made for Ah Chu to dry?"

"On purpose...it's not really on purpose," Qin Hesu said honestly, "It can only be done by the way. The sour apricots are specially made for you to dry. You can eat more."

"...That's all."

Wei Chu ate sour dried apricots recently, whenever he saw that thing, he couldn't help drooling, even his teeth were a little sore, he really didn't want to eat any more.

With the company of two good friends, the smile on Wei Chu's face became more, the flesh on his cheeks became plump day by day, his lips were pink and beautiful, and he looked more and more like a little pregnant boy who was about to give birth.

As the delivery date predicted by the palace doctor approached, the entire Huayang Palace and even the entire palace city were very nervous, for fear that they would miss a little signal that the eldest son of the emperor was about to come into the world, which would affect Wei Chu's body.

The least nervous person among them was Wei Chu, the pregnant husband.

The later it was, the more relaxed his mood became. He ate more and slept more and more day by day. Apart from meals during the day, the only time he was awake was when he was thirsty. Chao Weijing asked for sour plum soup.

"Hesu went back today, I'm not in a good mood, so I should drink an extra bowl of sour plum soup."

Wei Chu plausibly held the small porcelain bowl containing sour plum soup, but he refused to let Wei Jing reach out to grab the bowl.

Bisheng Wei Jing didn't dare to really snatch him, so he could only retract his hand resentfully, staring at the obsessed Wei Chu with heavy eyes, and warned him: "Doctor Sikong and Doctor Qin have both said that, and the palace doctor also told him every day , you can be sour, but you must not overdo it."

Thinking of the child in his belly, Wei Chu's expression softened a little.

He is really afraid of the impact on his children because of his stubbornness.

Seeing this opportunity, Wei Jing snatched the bowl nimbly and smiled proudly at him.

"..." Wei Chu lowered his eyes in disappointment and struggled, "After I give birth, I will definitely drink fifty bowls."

"Okay, okay, drink whatever you want, but you can only drink so much today, and you can't take another sip." Wei Jing was wearing pajamas, standing on the edge of the bed, serving the disobedient little pregnant woman to rinse her mouth, " If you refuse, then tomorrow I won't let them send it."

Hearing this, Wei Chu quickly spit out the clear water in his mouth, raised his head and said to Wei Jing: "I won't drink anymore, not today, and I will drink more tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, before Wei Jing agreed, he consciously retracted into the warm bed covered by Wei Jing, closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

What Wei Jing likes to watch the most is that Wei Chu is like a child, bargaining with himself for food.

They met each other when they were young, but they missed each other's youth due to various reasons, so now Wei Jing will feel very satisfied no matter what Wei Chu shows that is similar to childish behavior. Reached the appearance of Wei Chu when he was a child.

As everyone knows, Wei Chu, who grew up in the camp of dead soldiers, was the only person in his life who was seen to be unreasonable, and Wei Jing was the only one.

Wei Jing put the water basin and mouthwash cup in the back room, and lay down on the couch lightly. Before she could lift her hair out of the way, Wei Chu, who turned over, crushed her tightly .

There was a sudden sharp pain on the scalp, and Wei Jing gasped suddenly: "...!!!"

Such a strong sense of revenge!

Wei Chu slept until midnight, and suddenly felt a burst of warm dampness from the soft mattress under his body, half asleep and half awake, a trace of shyness flashed through his mind.

Could it be because he drank too much soup for dinner and didn't get up at night because of his snooze, which led to...wetting the bed?

Should not be ah.

He has always been extremely sensitive to various changes in his body, no matter how suffocated he is, he will not lose control of this matter, what is going on.

Wei Jing was a light sleeper, not to mention that at this time, his attention was always on Wei Chu, and he couldn't sleep as peacefully as usual.

At this time, when he heard the slight rustling sound from the pillow, he opened his eyes immediately, and asked in a low voice while turning his head: "Chuchu, why are you awake?"

Wei Chuzheng felt uncomfortable about his incontinence, but he didn't expect Wei Jing to wake up at this time.

In embarrassment, Wei Chu could only close his eyes tightly immediately and continue to pretend to be asleep, but the more he closed his eyes, the more his eyelashes trembled, and he felt a dull pain in his stomach.

Fortunately, he was lying sideways on the bed because of his heavy stomach, so Wei Jing couldn't see his opening and closing eyelashes and the thin sweat on his forehead through the dim light. .

"Chuchu, if you have any discomfort, you must tell me."

Wei Jing kissed his ear, waiting for Wei Chu's response.

After waiting for a long time, but seeing no movement from the person beside her, Wei Jing pursed her lips and lay down on the pillow again.

For a moment, he felt that this posture was inconvenient for him to know Wei Chu's situation at the first time, so he put his head on Wei Chu's shoulder again, arched coquettishly, and closed his eyes.

Hearing that Wei Jing's breathing became even again, Wei Chu was finally relieved.

The sky outside the window is gloomy, and it seems that there will be no intention of brightening it up for a while.

Wei Chu silently bit his lips and endured for a long time, finally endured the abnormal mild pain, slowly closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep for a while before dawn.

According to Qin Hesu, when the child in the womb is about to be born, the pregnant woman will sweat profusely from the pain, and have no time to think about other things.

But what Qin Hesu didn't expect was that ordinary people and Wei Chu's ability to endure pain is completely different.

For Wei Chu, the current pain is nothing to worry about, so he didn't take this already obvious sign to heart, instead he just wanted to endure it. There are still three days left to predict, and he Nothing will happen tonight.

Adhering to this unwavering belief, Wei Chu blinked tiredly, endured a stick of incense, and endured a cup of tea, always thinking that the next moment would be much better.

However, waves of pain swept over, Wei Chu's forehead was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, which slid into the depths of his hair along his temples.

If according to his habit, with this degree of discomfort, he would definitely not make a sound to disturb Wei Jing.

But now that he has their two children in his womb, and he has been taken care of for a long time, Wei Chu has also learned to stand on Wei Jing's side, taking his own safety seriously, not as careless as before.

If something really happened between him and the child in his womb, Wei Chu couldn't imagine how Wei Jing would live alone in the future.

Thinking of this, Wei Chu finally made up his mind, barely lifted his leg that was riding on the quilt, kicked Wei Jing's sleeping handsome face, and whimpered softly:

"I... seem to be giving birth."

The author has something to say:

Persimmon: Early marriage and early childbearing, but I have fewer and eugenics

Chu Chu: Live fast, live fast, I want to dance with swords and guns

[Good night, babies, I ate chocolate today, so far, it seems safe, hehehe, good night, good night, good night~ the end of the month, and the hair tonic will expire again, hehehe]