Salted fish is pregnant with the emperor's cub after wearing a book

Mr. Xu Xiaolang is really pregnant with an official's child?

Maybe his heart has been messed up long ago, but he has always been reserved, so he naturally knows how to cover himself, and he can even cover himself together with himself.

When Mr. Xiao Lang raised his eyes to look at him, his black pupils were exceptionally clear, so clear that it made Yin Yanjun feel a little embarrassed and at a loss.

Xu Yanqing didn't take it seriously. He himself would sometimes wander off when he was attending lectures, so he re-explained it very generously.

After speaking this time, he looked sideways at Daoist Xuanchen, his mouth was a little dry after talking for a long time, so Xu Yanqing licked his lips subconsciously: "Did the Daoist understand this time?"

Yin Yanjun nodded, raised his hand and poured a glass of warm water to Xiao Langjun's hand: "Drink some water."

Daoist Xuanchen is really good at saving salted fish, Xu Yanqing was a little flustered by his thoughtfulness, did he make Daoist Xuanchen take it for granted recently?

However, Taoist Xuanchen's dignified and self-sufficient appearance showed no clue. Xianyu persisted for three seconds and gave up neatly. He was not suitable for observing words and expressions, so he silently chose to play dead.

Mr. Xiao Lang's eyes fell on himself, and Jun Yin Yan lowered his eyes, holding a thin brush in his hand and sketching bit by bit on the wooden block.

He didn't raise his head. After a while, the little man had already looked away from him, and Yin Yanjun just raised his eyes and looked over. The little man seemed to be exhausted at the moment, sitting opposite him with his palms on his cheeks, feeling dizzy sleepy.

But sleeping on knees and sitting is uncomfortable, so Mr. Xiaolang changed his position again, and it was uncomfortable to toss and turn.

"Xiao Langjun, when you are tired, go and rest for a while, and I will call you after all the words are written." Dao Chang's cold and gentle voice rang in his ears.

Xianyu resolutely abandoned the uncomfortable futon, ran to nest on the recliner, and stretched out his hand to pull the small quilt covering his body to make sure that he was well covered, lest the cold symptoms worsen, and Muyu would chatter in his ears again On and on.

Yin Yanjun moved very quickly, and finished writing all the words on the wooden blocks in a short time. Wen Jing knocked on the door and sent me the memorabilia during this period.

Put the memorial on the book case, Yin Yanjun bowed his head to review it, those elders who have a cabinet in Beijing sit in charge, and Prince Huai is temporarily regent, there will not be too many problems.

It's just that there are some important memorials, even Prince Huai didn't dare to make a random decision, so he could only send them to Xujia Village quickly, let the officials make another decision, and then quickly send the memorials back to Kyoto.

Prince Huai has always been used to being casual, but now he is inexplicably placed in this position of acting as an agent of the government, making him unhappy everywhere.

When Yin Yuancheng returned to the capital, not only the servants of the Princess Chang's mansion came to pick him up, but also a personal attendant of Prince Huai.

Casually handing over the reins to the servant beside him, Yin Yuancheng frowned slightly, and walked towards the eldest princess' mansion.

"Mother, I'll be back." As a result, he had just walked into the hall when he saw his mother drinking tea face to face with Prince Hua.

Prince Huai was very honest in front of the Eldest Princess, after all, even the officials respected the Eldest Princess very much, how could he, a concubine brother, dare to be presumptuous in front of the eldest sister.

"Okay, the person you were waiting for has come back, and I won't listen to your nonsense." The eldest princess put the teacup on the table with a trace of exhaustion on her graceful and noble face. , get up and go.

Yin Yuancheng bowed to Prince Huai: "Yuancheng has seen the prince."

Prince Huai walked over quickly, and pulled up Yin Yuancheng who was saluting: "Yuancheng, come and sit down quickly, let's sit down and talk first if we have something to say."

He looked like he regarded the princess mansion as his own royal mansion, and he poured tea and water to Yin Yuancheng, and finally revealed his purpose today: "Yuancheng, why didn't the officials come back with you?"

Yin Yuancheng seemed to have guessed the purpose of Prince Huai's visit, he rode fast all the way, and now he was exhausted to death.

So he directly handed over the letter from the official family to Prince Huai: "The official family has something important to do, and I'm afraid they won't be able to return to the capital for the time being, but the official family seems to have something else to say to the prince."

As soon as Yin Yuancheng handed over the letter, Prince Huai couldn't sit still, so Ma Liu got up and left the Princess's mansion. As a result, the voice of his prince "calling heaven and earth" came from the study room of Prince Huai's mansion that day.

So, in the days that followed, Prince Hua could only go to the cabinet on time without any complaints.

Then after the shift, he dragged Yin Yuancheng to the restaurant for a drink, trying to get something out of Yin Yuancheng's mouth, but unfortunately, the brat who was raised by the government himself was so strict that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Prince Huai returned home sadly, and in his dreams, he wanted the officials to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

As for Yin Yanjun himself, he had just finished reviewing a stack of memorials at this moment, Wen Jing took the memorials and went out, and Xianyu on the reclining chair also opened his eyes in a daze.

"Are you awake?" Yin Yanjun walked over slowly, and lifted the tightly wrapped quilt from Xiao Langjun: "It's so tightly wrapped, I'm not afraid of getting hot."

Xianyu, who has not been warmed up for a while, blinked: "I dreamed that I was tied up." Then in the dream, he was a salty fish who was even more depressed than in reality. He didn't even know how to escape when he was kidnapped, so He was tied up until he woke up.

It was really a tragic dream. Yin Yanjun raised his finger and rubbed the little man's cheek that was pressed by the recliner, and then retracted his hand very naturally: "Get up and take a few steps, I have already wiped out those wooden blocks It's over."

Xianyu lazily got up, wanted to stretch, looked down at his slightly protruding belly, and abruptly changed his stretching posture to moving his arms.

That look was really interesting, Yin Yanjun looked at Xiao Langjun with a light and gentle look in his eyes.

Xianyu, who has regained consciousness a lot, knelt down on the futon, raised his hand and gathered all the wooden blocks that had been written in front of him, then assembled them all together with his fingers, and finally put them in front of Yin Yanjun, and taught him how to Use this wacky calendar.

Yin Yanjun was really interested in that weird-looking calendar, and Mr. Xiaolang is obviously an extremely intelligent little guy. If he hadn't been lazy, he would definitely have a foothold in the court.

But obviously, Mr. Xiao Lang has no idea about getting ahead, and the Marquis of Wu'an is enough to support him.

"Xiao Langjun is very smart." Yin Yanjun raised his hand and fiddled with the wooden block stuffed into the wooden box that could turn flexibly.

"The Daoist likes this gadget?" Xu Yanqing had a clever smile in his eyes, and then said very generously: "Then I will give this thing to the Daoist."

Although this thing was originally made for Taoist Xuanchen.

Yin Yanjun suddenly raised his head and looked at the delicate-looking young man with curved eyebrows and eyes. He sat quietly in front of the desk and showed a slight smile on Lai Duan's solemn and self-sufficient face.

Xu Yanqing held his chin, it was really terrible, the Taoist priest's appearance really suits him everywhere, but it's a pity that the other party is the monarch of Daliang, and he and Sangpi Xianyu are destined to be different from each other.

Sangpi Xianyu lost such a desirable potential partner, so he ate an extra steamed bun for dinner.

Qi Chen checked his pulse as usual: "The fetus in Lang Jun's womb is growing now, so it will cause Lang Jun's appetite to increase greatly, but at present, it is within the controllable range, so there is no need to worry too much .”

Yin Yanjun nodded happily, as long as there is no problem, but today Xiao Langjun's appetite is really better.

After Xiao Langjun rested on the chair for a while, he softly coaxed him to go for a circle in the yard.

This time, Yin Yanjun was afraid that Mr. Xiaolang would cheat and play tricks again, so he directly held Mr. Xiaolang's hand, but his eyelashes trembled slightly, with a hint of imperceptible embarrassment.

Xianyu was only thinking about what excuses he should find in his head to avoid taking a few steps today, so naturally he failed to notice the subtle changes in Yin Yanjun's face.

Qi Chen held a cup of warm water made with jam, and drank it one sip at a time. Mu Yu went to the kitchen to boil hot water, and he had to take a bath for his husband later!

Sitting next to him was only an old god, Daoist Wenjing, and Daoist Wenjing didn't say a word for a long time, Qi Chen turned his head and looked over, but saw Wenjing sitting there blankly, wandering away.

Qi Chen raised his hand and waved in front of Wen Jing: "Daoist Wen Jing, what are you thinking, so preoccupied?"

Wen Jing was startled by Qi Chen's sudden voice, and then looked at Qi Chen in a daze: "Doctor Xiao Qi just said that Mr. Xu Xiaolang is pregnant?"

For a moment, Wen Jing even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, that he heard such shocking words from Dr. Qi.

But then he remembered that he arrived at Qingling Mountain late that night, and for a moment he let Mr. Xu Xiaolang break into the official's room out of selfishness, and he began to hesitate again.

He didn't know what he was hesitating about. It was obvious that Mr. Xu Xiaolang was a man, so how could a man be pregnant.

So he must have heard it wrong, and Mr. Xu Xiaolang moved to Xujia Village to recuperate because he was sick.

However, the official's decision to stay in Xujia Village became difficult to explain. At first, he thought that the official had developed a love for Mr. Xu Xiaolang.

But looking at the relationship between the official family and Mr. Xu Xiaolang now, although they are a little closer, they should not have reached that level of intimacy.

If the official family stayed in Xujia Village for three or five days because of this, it could be explained, but now the official family has no intention of leaving at all, which is a bit confusing.

Qi Chen saw Wen Jing's disintegrated face, and nodded very calmly: "Why, you didn't know until now?"

Qi Chen thought about it a little bit in his heart: "It shouldn't be, your patriarch himself is a master who is proficient in medical skills, and he already knew about Lang Jun's pregnancy with his child, why didn't he reveal a word to you?"

As the imperial servant of the official family, Wen Jing was so sad that he wanted to cry, he was no longer the most trusted servant of the official family, and the official family didn't even tell him such an important thing as having a young master, so sad.

However, Wen Jing was still a little complicated. The poison in the official family made him never get any girls. Even the official family was ready to choose an heir from the clan's children. How did Mr. Xu Xiaolang get pregnant with the dragon fetus? , and Mr. Xu Xiaolang is still a man.

In the end, Wen Jing thought about it for a long time, but still felt secretly, maybe it was because of Mr. Xu Xiaolang's extraordinary talent!

In the evening, Yin Yanjun sat in front of the desk writing scriptures silently, and Wen Jing knelt silently in front of the desk to grind ink for officials. He raised his head hesitantly, and put his head down again quickly.

Yin Yanjun raised his hand to dip in the ink, and continued to write: "If you have any questions, just ask, why are you so hesitant today that I can't open my mouth."

Wen Jing knelt in front of the case: "Today... Doctor Xiao Qi said that Mr. Xu Xiaolang is pregnant with a dragon fetus?"

"Doctor Xiao Qi will only tell you that Mr. Xu Xiaolang is pregnant with my child." After writing the scriptures, Yin Yanjun raised his hand and put the paper into the wooden box by his side after the ink was dry.

There was a trace of undisguised joy in Wen Jing's eyes: "So, Mr. Xu Xiaolang is really pregnant with the official's child?"

"Recently, there are a lot of memorials sent from the capital. If I am entangled in miscellaneous things, you can find a chance to stay by his side." Yin Yanjun did not answer Wen Jing's words, but just raised his hand to get the memorials on the desk.

It seems that Prince Huai was pushed too hard by him, and even sent such a trivial matter to his case.

Wen Jing nodded hurriedly, with uncontrollable excitement in every word: "Yes, the slave obeys the order." With the little master, he was naturally overjoyed, and wished he could stay by Mr. Xu Xiaolang's side now, waiting for the little master. The birth of the master.

"Xiao Langjun moved from Kyoto to Xujia Village in order to raise a baby, and he lived his life without leaving home. He certainly didn't want too many people to know about his pregnancy. Even if you want to stay by his side, you have to pay attention A degree." Yin Yanjun frowned slightly, Xiaolangjun is a man, and having a child must be a lot of pressure in his heart.

Wen Jing is a smart person. He has served Yin Yanjun for so many years, so he naturally understands the official's meaning: "Yes, the official, the servant will save it."

Their official family has been lonely for half their lives, and they have never even had a confidant around them, let alone a son and a half daughter.Now Mr. Xu Xiaolang is pregnant, regardless of whether it is the little prince or the little princess, he feels that he will die without regrets, so why would he talk too much and make Mr. Xu feel bored.

Will Mr. Xu Xiaolang feel annoyed because his son is pregnant?In fact, apart from the fact that Xianyu feels that he cannot be a good father and rejects the relationship between father and son, he doesn't bother to think about it at all.

After all, Xiaodouding is already in his stomach now, instead of thinking about what is there, it is better to let Xianyu fall asleep and sleep comfortably.

The second time the weather was fine, Xu Yanqing was coaxed by Mu Yu to drink a bowl of ginger syrup, and then he was satisfied to ask Mu Yu to get his recliner outside again.

Although he is also lying down in the house, Xianyu prefers to stare at the clouds in the sky and bask in the warm sun.

There is only one exception today. Usually, Li Muyu helps Aunt Li with the kitchen work, and then feeds the flock of chickens, and then sits under the eaves and guards his husband.

But today there was one more person sitting under the eaves, and the other person's eyes would fall on him from time to time. Xianyu barely opened his eyes and took a look.

There was no malice in the other party's eyes, so Xianyu didn't bother to care, pulled the small quilt on his body, and just swayed lazily in the recliner.

Mr. Xu Xiaolang was lying lazily, and Wen Jing couldn't go forward to win favor, so he pulled Mu Yu beside him to chat softly.

Mu Yu has a pure personality, and he never treats others with malice. In addition, Wen Jing is the best of all personalities, so Mu Yu has drawn a lot of Xu Xiaolang's preferences from Mu Yu's mouth.

Thinking about the key points just drawn up, Wen Jing already had an idea in his mind. Mr. Xu Xiaolang likes to read books with weird words, so he quickly ordered someone to find them; Mr. Xu likes to lie down, so he asked a craftsman to do more. Exquisite and comfortable lounge chairs; Mr. Xu Xiaolang has a good appetite, so it is even easier. The palace has the best cooks in the world, and he can ask the officials for orders to get an imperial cook to install in the yard.

Mu Yu didn't notice Wen Jing's sudden trance, his attention was all on his own husband, suddenly he stood up, and ran to Xu Yanqing's side, "Did you grow taller, sir?" Jun's clothes seem to be a little shorter than before.

Xu Yanqing didn't fall asleep at the moment, but opened his eyes and looked at the sky. Hearing this, he gave Mu Yu a boring look, and then blinked his eyes perfunctorily: "Maybe it's because I gained weight, so my clothes Just stay short!"

But Mu Yu firmly believed that his husband must have grown taller, and even pulled Wen Jing, who was watching the fun, over: "Daoist Wen Jing, come and take a look, I think Lang Jun has grown taller."

Wen Jing chuckled: "It is true that I heard that some people grow taller during pregnancy, maybe Lang Jun really grows taller."

Sangpi Xianyu, who has no special pursuit of height, took a look at Wen Jing, then nodded to the silly Mu Yu boredly: "Oh, maybe it's just a little bit taller."

"Why do you all get together, what are you talking about?" Qi Chen came out of the room mysteriously, holding a long silk ribbon in his hand, and he didn't know what it was for.

Mu Yu: "Let's talk about Lang Jun growing taller." In the past, Lang Jun always felt that he was much shorter than Shizi, and every time he grew a little taller, he would be very excited. Now that Lang Jun is pregnant, he is actually interested in growing taller. Interest is gone.

Xu Yanqing was not interested, but Qi Chen ran over eagerly, insisting on asking Xu Yanqing to stand up and compare his height with him: "Compare, just compare, we used to be about the same height, and you can tell if Mr. Lang has grown taller by comparing." gone."

Under Qi Chen's expectant eyes, Sangpi Xianyu reluctantly got up and stood back to back with him. Qi Chen excitedly called Mu Yu to gesture to the top of their heads. Mu Yu went up to gesture and said excitedly: "Lang Jun has really grown taller." , and now it’s even fiercer than Dr. Qi.”

After Xianyu finished the height comparison, he nestled back in the recliner again, but Qi Chen had a mournful face: "Oh, why don't I grow taller?" Doctor Xiao Qi was full of resentment.

"If you find a man and conceive his child, you might grow taller." Xu Yanqing rubbed his chin, whether this is his experience or not.

Qi Chen waved his hands in fear, the scene was so beautiful that he couldn't even imagine it: "Forget it, I think my height is good now." Please get out of his mind about having a baby or something.

Wen Jing immediately looked at Xu Yanqing's face vigilantly after hearing this, lest Mr. Xu Xiaolang would feel uncomfortable after hearing this. Who knew that Mr. Xu Xiaolang was not only not angry, but also gave Qi Chen some advice with great interest: "Then you go If you buy a milking cow and drink a glass of milk every day, you may be able to grow taller."

Qi Chen thought for a while: "That's a good idea. We can raise the first milking cow. After all, Mr. Lang also needs to nourish his body."

Salted fish contrasted and declined: "I don't drink milk, I will vomit." He is not sensitive to that kind of fishy stuff.

Mu Yu nodded heavily: "Yes, yes, sir, you can't drink milk."

Xu Yanqing blinked. He was allergic to milk in his previous life, and he didn't expect to be unable to drink milk in his original body. It's a coincidence.

Wen Jing on the side silently wrote down that Mr. Xu Xiaolang can't drink milk, so he must pay more attention in the future, maybe the little master has inherited this characteristic of Mr. Xu, so he can't drink milk either!

"Forget it. It's not worth buying a cow to raise if I drink it alone. It's so smelly and has to be taken care of." Qi Chen tugged at the ribbon in his hand, finally remembering what he was going to do. up.

He asked Xu Yanqing on the recliner to sit up a little bit, then took the long ribbon, measured it around the highest part of Xu Yanqing's abdomen, and made a mark.

"What is Little Doctor Qi doing?" Wen Jing asked curiously.

Qi Chen held up the silk in his hand to show him, and explained: "It stands to reason that a man's body must not be able to conceive, even if he is pregnant, he can't keep it, but now the fetus in the womb of the lord is already five months old. That proves that there must be a place in the Langjun's body that can conceive a child like a woman, but a man's body is not as good as a woman's physique, so we need to pay special attention to the size of the fetus."

Qi Chen's words were relatively cryptic, after all, Daoist Wen Jing was a monk, so he might be thin-skinned.

"If the fetus grows too big, it will increase the risk of dystocia. Now that the husband has passed the period of pregnancy and vomiting, he has a big appetite. In addition to three meals a day, he needs to pay attention to other foods when feeding him." This room Everyone has seen Xu Yanqing's morning sickness before, and now he can't wait to let Xu Yanqing eat more, so he has to make it clear in advance.

Mu Yu nodded again and again: "Okay, I will definitely keep an eye on your husband, and don't let him eat randomly." Mu Yu thinks that his husband is more important than the little gentleman in his belly. If the little man is thinner, he should be thinner, and he can take supplements after he is born.

Wen Jing naturally understood this truth, nodded cautiously, and thought about Aunt Li who was serving in the kitchen. He felt that it was absolutely feasible to get a cook from the palace, and it would be best to bring a stable woman along the way. .

But the courtyard seemed a bit small, and it might not be able to accommodate so many people, so Wen Jing walked over and knocked on the door of the official's house after the crowd dispersed.

"Officials, Mr. Xu Xiaolang is very heavy now, do you want to send a cook and a woman from the capital?" Wen Jing knelt in front of the desk.

The amount of memorials sent today is about the same as yesterday's. It is estimated that Prince Huai is also afraid of the officials' anger, so he obediently puts an end to it.

Yin Yanjun was reviewing the memorial on the case without raising his head: "I have asked the eldest princess to find someone, so you don't need to worry about this matter."

Wen Jing heaved a sigh of relief, but because he cared about it, things were messed up. The official family will live in Xujia Village directly because of Mr. Xu Xiaolang, so he will definitely arrange all the affairs of Mr. Xu properly.

As for the eldest princess who received the secret letter from the official family, she was a little confused, so she hurriedly sent a maid to invite her son who was busy in the study.

"Before you returned to Beijing, did the officials give any other instructions?" Eldest Princess Qinggui frowned slightly.

Yin Yuancheng's eyes widened wearily: Why did his mother start to interrogate him overtly and secretly?

The author says:

small theater:

Wen Jing: About the fact that I am no longer the official's most trusted servant, I am sad!

Daoist: Really just forgot.

Mu Yu: Ah, as an elm-headed person, I still don't know it!