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

Or let yourself fall on Xiao Langjun

Seeing that Mr. Xiaolang was obsessed with the scriptures, and seemed to have not heard his own words clearly, Jun Yin Yan sat down on the side of the bed, his eyes fell on Mr. Xiaolang's abdomen, and asked softly: "I saw Mr. Abdominal discomfort?"

Xu Yanqing had put all his attention on the script just now, and the movement of grabbing his stomach was also unconscious. Now after listening to the Taoist priest, he focused on his own stomach, felt it a little, and shook it blankly. Shaking his head: "I don't feel anything, did I scratch my stomach just now?"

Yin Yanjun gently took Xiao Langjun's wrist, checked his pulse every day, and felt relieved only after making sure that nothing happened.

In fact, every morning and evening, Qi Chen would check Mr. Xiaolang's pulse as usual. If there was any problem, Qi Chen would have already spoken, while Yin Yanjun was just concerned and confused.

"Little Lang seems to be less sleepy these days than before?" Little Lang's black hair was draped obediently on his back, and Yin Yanjun took the hairband from the side, and gently tied Xiao Lang's black hair together at will.

Taoist Xuanchen's warm hand accidentally rubbed the side of Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang's face. Xu Yanqing only felt a strange and comfortable numbness from the place where he was touched, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed it. profile.

After his hair was tied up, Xianyu lazily lay down on the bed, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch his stomach: "I don't feel as sleepy as before."

Now Yin Yanjun actually saw Xiao Langjun scratching his stomach, so he pressed Xiao Langjun's hand: "Is your stomach itchy, so you keep scratching."

Xu Yanqing lowered his head, and he saw his hands on his protruding abdomen, and he really felt a bit of itching at the moment, but his hand was held down by the priest, so he couldn't scratch his stomach.

So Mr. Xiao Lang replied obediently: "It seems that my belly is a little itchy, but it's just a little itchy. Sometimes I can feel it, and sometimes I can't feel it."

Yin Yanjun frowned slightly and let go of Xiao Langjun's hand, his eyelashes trembled before he said slowly: "Can I see Xiao Langjun's abdomen?"

What he said was a little abrupt, Xu Yanqing didn't react for a while, and saw Taoist Xuanchen's ears slightly red, and then he suddenly understood what the other party meant, and his face was also a little hot for a moment.

Xu Yanqing lowered his head to look at his stomach, the slightly protruding appearance is a bit ugly, no matter how cheeky a salted fish is usually, he doesn't want the immortal Taoist Master Xuanchen to see that he is neither male nor female Body, not shyness but an inexplicable sense of shame.

But Taoist Xuanchen's eyes were extraordinarily clear, without any other meaning, the other party was purely worried about his body.

And Xiao Langjun felt the sudden itching again, so he lay on the bed and nodded obediently.

Yin Yanjun's ears were a little hot, and his cold and serious face was full of sternness, but he was embarrassed and shy in his heart, such as his age, which is really embarrassing for outsiders.

His knuckle fingers landed on Xiao Langjun's soft and white pajamas, and they were lifted bit by bit, revealing Xiao Langjun's unusual abdomen.

Yin Yanjun's heartbeat suddenly became a little faster, and by accident, he dropped his hand on Xiao Langjun's abdomen, and Xiao Langjun trembled slightly, followed by the dishonest movement of Xiao Douding in his belly.

"Itchy." Xiao Langjun's white, tender and round face was flushed slightly, and Yin Yanjun then straightened his mind to look at Xiao Langjun's belly, the tender and smooth abdomen was covered with slight whitish traces due to the bulge. There are not many whitish lines, but they are somewhat conspicuous on Xiao Langjun's jade-like clean abdomen.

Yin Yanjun rubbed lightly, the lines were still on it, so he comforted Mr. Xiao Lang gently: "There are some small lines, I'll ask Dr. Qi to come and have a look."

"Small lines?" Xu Yanqing blinked, guessing that they should be stretch marks. Although he is a boy, he still knows this basic common sense.

On the contrary, Daoist Xuanchen, who is much older than him, has nothing but worry in his eyes.

So Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang raised his hand and scratched his stomach gently, pulled down his pajamas to cover his stomach under the worried gaze of Taoist Xuanchen, raised his head and asked: "When the Taoist priest grew up, there was no such thing on his legs. A tiny texture?"

Yin Yanjun was a little puzzled, I don't know why Xiaolangjun suddenly brought up these irrelevant things, but he still replied: "But I never paid attention to it."

Xiao Langjun smiled: "Actually, it is the lines that appear when the body grows. The belly is so big, but there is a little bean that is getting bigger and bigger. These lines are formed when the belly is slowly stretched." , Daoist tell Ah Chen, maybe he has prepared the ointment in his hand."

"Okay." Yin Yanjun nodded, raised his hand and pulled the thin quilt on the bed, covered it for Xiao Langjun, and then walked out of the room quickly.

Xu Yanqing looked up at the top of the bed like a salted fish, and turned around quickly, the reddish heat on his face did not subside, it was really too shameful.

Outside the door, Yin Yanjun inadvertently exhaled twice, raised his hand and rubbed his ears, then knocked on Qi Chen's door, and told about Xiao Langjun's situation one by one.

Qi Chen nodded: "Women will develop this kind of lines when they are pregnant at a certain period, but Mr. Lang is a man with a special situation, so this kind of lines came earlier. I have prepared some balm here in advance, and I will use it every day. After Mr. Ci took a bath, the Daoist helped to apply it again, and asked him to apply it again when he got up in the morning, and the itching on his stomach would be relieved by applying it a few more times."

Yin Yanjun frowned: "Can that kind of lines be eliminated?" It's not a question of whether it looks good or not, the main thing is that Xiao Langjun, as a man, has such lines that women only have. The lines on the stomach can't help feeling disgusted.

Qi Chen raised his eyebrows, handed the ointment he had refined in advance to Taoist Xuanchen's hand, and jokingly said, "Does the Taoist think that the lines on your stomach are not good-looking?"

Yin Yanjun's cold and majestic eyes fell on Qi Chen, and he took the small medicine bottle.Qi Chen felt a creepy sense of crisis in an instant, and his intuition made him shut up, not daring to talk nonsense in front of Taoist Xuanchen.

Yin Yanjun turned around lightly, and went back to the little man's room. The little man who was lying on the bed didn't sleep much all day, and only woke up after a short nap in the afternoon, so it's been a long time since Daoist came back. Lie directly on the bed and fell asleep.

Mr. Xiao Lang still curled up slightly, looking a little pitiful. Jun Yin Yan stepped forward and sat down on the side of the bed. His movements were not too light.

But the little man on the bed was still sleeping soundly, and had no intention of waking up.

Yin Yanjun felt a little helpless, and hesitated for a moment. Seeing that the little man in the dream still did not forget to stretch out his hand to scratch his stomach, he could only tear off the quilt on the little man with slightly stiff fingers, and then gently moved the little man's sleeping bag. position, let him fall asleep face up.

Xu Yanqing kicked his legs unconsciously, and there was a familiar smell in his nostrils. He opened his eyes in a daze and sniffed lightly, then turned his head and continued to sleep.

Yin Yanjun's outstretched arms stopped, and only after Xiao Langjun fell asleep more soundly did he gently lift Xiao Langjun's pajamas with trembling hands.

The ointment refined by Qi Chen only has various herbs and nothing else is added, so the taste is only a faint medicinal smell. Yin Yanjun took some out and rubbed it in the palm of his hand to dissolve it. He did not apply it until the ointment was slightly warmed. In Xiao Langjun's abdomen.

His movements were very soft and light, so Xiao Langjun, who had slept soundly, didn't feel any discomfort, only felt that the original mild itching on his stomach was replaced by a warm feeling.

This feeling is much more comfortable than the itching that can't be relieved even after being scratched, so the sleeping young man raised his hand and pressed it on Xuanchen Daoist's hand, hoping that this warm touch could be felt on his stomach again. Stay longer.

Yin Yanjun thought that Mr. Xiao Lang had woken up, and inexplicably felt guilty and looked up at Mr. Xiao Lang, but saw Mr. Mr. Xiao unconsciously rubbing the pillow under his body, but he didn't really wake up.

Yin Yanjun was slightly disturbed and gently moved Xiao Langjun's hand away, took some ointment and rubbed it again to dissolve it, and gently applied it on Xiao Langjun's abdomen.

After smearing it like this, Yin Yanjun breathed a sigh of relief, pulled off his pajamas to cover Xiao Langjun's stomach, and then put the quilt back on Xiao Langjun's body. He stood by the bed for a long time, and saw that Xiao Langjun was no longer unconscious. He stretched out his hand to scratch his stomach, and then walked out of Xiao Langjun's room in peace.

Back in his room, Yin Yanjun sat down in front of the desk, picked up the pen and ink on the table and wrote scriptures as usual, but this time he stopped writing, and a long time passed without finishing a single scripture.

If he can’t calm down, he doesn’t need to write any more scriptures. Yin Yanjun sighed and put down the pen and ink in his hand. This is the second time in many years that he has not been able to calm down and finish writing scriptures. Xiao Langjun who broke into the room was crushed under him, and that was it this time.

His usual calm and calm aura could no longer be calmed down, and he sat in front of the desk in a daze in silence, feeling a lot of confusion in his heart.

In the end, he still gave a wry smile, no matter how old he was, no matter how accustomed to ups and downs, in the end he let himself fall headfirst on Xiao Langjun's body.

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Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang, who was sleeping extremely sweetly on the bed, didn't know what kind of ups and downs Taoist Xuanchen had experienced in his heart.

After a night, he lazily sat up from the bed, and when he turned his head, he saw an unfamiliar medicine bottle next to his pillow. He raised his hand to pick up the medicine bottle, opened the lid and smelled it, only a faint smell of herbs The nose smells good.

"Lang Jun is awake?" Mu Yu opened the door and walked in with a water basin. Now that your husband's month is getting older, Mu Yu doesn't dare to let him go to the water tank to wash again, lest he will slip on the soles of his feet. What's the problem again.

Seeing the medicine bottle in her lord's hand, Mu Yu leaned over: "This medicine bottle should be sent by Doctor Xiao Qi, who said that he rubbed it in his palm to warm it up and apply it on his abdomen to relieve the itching."

The ointment in the medicine bottle was obviously used. Xu Yanqing suddenly recalled what happened before he fell asleep last night, and couldn't help but suddenly felt hot on his face.

So the warm feeling in his abdomen in his dream last night should actually be Taoist Xuanchen applying ointment to him?

The salted fish is almost done!

Dizzy, Mu Yu waited for him to finish washing, Xianyu just wanted to lie in the room, he didn't want to go out all day today, and he didn't want to see that bottle of ointment.

However, when Mu Yu went out with the basin in hand, she did not forget to tell her lord: "Mr. lord, Doctor Xiao Qi said that you must apply the medicine well every morning and night, so that he will find out that you are lazy. , he will find someone to apply the medicine for Mr. Lang.”

The little salted fish gentleman who was teased by Qi Chen nestled in the recliner and waved his hands at Mu Yu, then he was silently dazed with the ointment. He didn't want to do anything at the moment, he just wanted to nest quietly for a while.

Knowing that her lord listened to it, Mu Yu confidently took the water basin to the door and went out.

Xianyu was paralyzed for a while, but still frowned, opened the bottle of ointment, took some out, rubbed it in the palm of his hand to make it hot, and then applied it on his slightly protruding abdomen. The feeling of applying ointment to oneself is not as comfortable as that of others , Xianyu let out an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Sure enough, the sangpi salted fish didn't even go out to eat breakfast. Mu Yu also brought in the lacquer plate. Today's breakfast is very simple. Aunt Li's family has something to do, so she didn't come over this time on leave, so Aunt Zhao I simply cooked a porridge and served it with the steamed buns yesterday.

In addition, Xu Yanqing's breakfast also included a chubby Fuwa and a scrambled egg with green peppers. The Fuwa's two faces were smeared with two red dots, which looked very cute.

Xu Yanqing picked up the blessing baby bitterly, took a bite on the ear, and ate the whole blessing baby with a plate of scrambled eggs with green peppers, the inexplicably shameful salted fish.

In the end, I nestled in the recliner with a full stomach, looking at the book in my hand, but after a while, I didn't see him turning the pages, obviously he was wandering away.

Until there was a noise outside, and someone was calling the name of Mr. Xiaolang outside the door. Mr. Xianyu, who was covering his face with a notebook, finally recovered from his wandering mind, and walked out of the room slowly.

"It's okay to paste it here, is it crooked?" Xu Chuan pressed a red "囍" in his hand, and turned to look at the other people behind him.

Ah Ning ran to Xu Yanqing's door with a patter, and raised his hand to knock on the door. At this moment, Xu Yanqing slowly raised his hand to open the door.

Seeing a group of men posting couplets at the door, Xu Yanqing blinked his eyes blankly and lowered his head to look at the fat baby in front of him: "What are your father and the others doing?"

Aning replied honestly: "Paste couplets!"

Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang said to the sky speechlessly: "Of course I know they are posting couplets, but it's not a festival at this time, why are they posting couplets?" The reason for sticking.

Ah Ning's chubby hand fumbled in his pocket, took out two pieces of caramel for a long time, stuffed one into his mouth, and handed the other to his little uncle, and said vaguely: "Uncle Lin is going to marry my aunt, so Candy was given out, and red couplets were posted.”

Xiao Langjun unceremoniously took the caramel that Aning handed to him and stuffed it into his mouth. It has to be said that this kind of candy without any preservatives in ancient times is delicious.

After thinking for a long time in his mind, Xu Yanqing finally remembered who Uncle Lin was talking about in Aning's mouth. Xu Lin is Xu Chuan's cousin, and the two of them are a grandfather. When he first came to Xujia Village, he seemed to have heard that Xu Lin had died in front of him. I started to talk about marriage, but I didn't expect a wedding to be held so soon.

Xu Chuan looked very happy. He had pasted up two big red blessings. When he looked up, he saw his son and Xiao Langjun, one big and one small, sitting in the yard. Their mouths were bulging, and they looked very gratifying .

So he strode towards the two of them and took out a lot of caramel from his pocket and put them on the table: "When Lin Zi gets married tomorrow, remember to come over, Ah Qing, and I will arrange a quiet seat for you then."

The village chief's family, including Aunt Li who was serving in the kitchen, didn't know about Xu Yanqing's pregnancy. They only thought that Mr. Xu's young man was sick.

So come here to cultivate your body, and when you encounter such a happy event, you will naturally not ignore Xu Yanqing.

Hearing the voice in the yard, Yin Yanjun put down the half-read memorial, got up and walked into the yard.

It has been more than two months since Yin Yanjun lived in the courtyard. For such a long time, Xu Chuan unilaterally stated that he was already very familiar with the Taoist priest of Qingfeng Jiyue, so he even invited Yin Yanjun to tomorrow's wedding banquet.

Yin Yanjun silently raised his head and glanced at the little man next to him, then nodded slightly: "I will definitely be there tomorrow."

As a relative of the groom's official and under the care of the village chief's family, Mr. Xiaolang will definitely go to the wedding banquet. Yin Yanjun is a little worried. The people at the wedding banquet are too messy, so as not to offend Mr. Accompany Xiao Langjun to go there.

Xianyu's brain will not let inexplicable emotions stay in my heart for too long, so at this moment, Xiao Langjun has returned to his usual thick-skinned appearance, and nodded to Xu Chuan: "Okay, tomorrow I will have a meeting with the Taoist priest." I will trouble Brother Chuan to take care of him."

Xu Chuan smiled foolishly, raised his hand and touched his head. He didn't stay with Xiao Langjun for a long time, and there were other families who wanted to post red happiness, so he put Aning here first, and hurriedly took the other men to work went.

During this period of time, Aning often came to play with his little uncle, and gradually became acquainted with Taoist Xuanchen, mainly because as a child with poor grades, he naturally admired the kind of elder who seemed to be very knowledgeable. And Taoist Xuanchen's appearance obviously looks very powerful, at least in Aning's heart, Taoist priest is more powerful than several little uncles.

So the little guy relied on his little uncle when he was playing, and on Taoist Master Xuanchen when he was doing homework.However, Taoist Master Xuanchen is obviously better-tempered than his little uncle, except when he is busy occasionally, most of the time he is willing to give advice on the fat baby's homework.

But Xianyu Xiaolangjun is different, Xianyu's ultimate wish is to lie down happily.

It’s just an exception when you are diligent, so most of the time, Xianyu sleeps in the recliner by himself, and Ah Ning can only choose to entertain himself.

Despite this, little Aning still likes the little uncle very much, even if the little uncle often verbally expresses his dislike for him, Aning can still pat the little chest generously and express that he is a little man and doesn't care about the little uncle.

Xu Yanqing raised his hand and pushed the fat baby in front of Taoist Xuanchen, and lazily went to lie down under the grape trellis: "My child, you and the Taoist have fun, don't bother me." He hasn't finished the book yet Woolen cloth!

Xianyu took out the book of words from under the coffee table openly, and he thought of an excellent way to read this kind of book of eighteen forbidden words all over the world, that is to change the title of the book.

Let Xianyu exhaust his mind and brain so much, it can be regarded as the unique ability of Taoist Xuanchen.

After all, Daoist Xuanchen has a breezy, fairy-like temperament, which makes people want to come forward to pay respects. How could Xu Yanqing have the nerve to read the book of the Eighteen Forbidden Words in front of a fairy-like figure, so he had to steal the words The book has changed its name.

Yin Yanjun raised his head and glanced at the scroll in Mr. Xiaolang's hand. It was a book called "Dali Temple Investigative Handbook". He had read it beforehand, and it contained some interesting cases.

But looking at the excited little look on Xiao Langjun's face, he knew that there must be something tricky in it, but he just smiled lightly, and didn't intend to expose Xiao Langjun's scheme.

He also happened to have time right now, so he didn't have to review the memorials in the room, so he took the well-behaved and sensible fat baby in front of him and taught him some homework.

The fat baby answered seriously, and then shook his head and memorized the newly learned article. It may be that he had just learned it not long ago, and the fat baby was still familiar with it at home. Now he recited the last sentence but couldn't think of the next sentence. He was so anxious The little face flushed for a while.

Yin Yanjun gave him a little reminder, and the fat baby remembered it instantly, then shook his head and continued to carry on.

After the article was memorized, the fat baby stood in front of Taoist Xuanchen nervously and expectantly, waiting for the Taoist's evaluation.

Yin Yanjun said indifferently: "Reading makes people understand, but you can only memorize memorization and don't know the meaning at all, so you can't remember the next sentence after memorization."

Xiao Langjun, who was nestled on the recliner and read the scripture book, heard the voice of Taoist Xuanchen, covered his face with the scripture book, and glanced to the side secretly.

The Taoist priest had a handsome and elegant face with a bit of seriousness, but his tone was still gentle and gentle, pointing out the fat baby's shortcomings one by one.Xu Yanqing couldn't help but smacking his tongue at that appearance, the Taoist priest will definitely be a gentle and serious father when he becomes a father in the future.

Aning listened very carefully, the teachers in the village school always only asked them to recite articles, but never told them the meaning of the articles.

But Daoist Xuanchen is different. The Daoist will patiently guide him what each sentence in the article is telling the world.

However, at this time, Ah Ning still doesn't know who the Daoist Xuanchen who explained the article to him is. There are a lot of students in Kyoto who hope to get a few words from the official.

It wasn't until he went to Kyoto to study that he realized how lucky he was when he was young, and this luck was all brought about by his favorite little uncle.

Early in the morning of the second day, Xu Yanqing was woken up by the sound of gongs and drums. Today, for Xu Lin's wedding, he specially invited the theater troupe from the town to set up a stage in the village to sing operas. All of them were festive tunes. .

The cooks started preparing it early in the morning, and the aroma could waft through the whole village.

Xu Yanqing was so noisy that he couldn't fall asleep, so he just got up from the bed. He couldn't fall asleep during the day these few days.

So at night, I slept very soundly, and when I woke up, I was naturally refreshed and refreshed.

Xiao Langjun opened the door and walked slowly in the yard, and Mu Yu followed her husband, lest he slipped on the soles of his feet.

After strolling around for a while, Mr. Xiao Lang was really bored, turned his head to look at the door of Taoist Xuanchen's room, suddenly became interested, and walked over there.

Speaking of which, the Taoist priest has been here for more than two months. As the "host", he has never been to the Taoist priest's room yet.

On the contrary, Daoist Xuanchen stayed in his "master's" room every day, so it was too unfair to think about it.

So, Xu Yanqing raised his hand and pushed the door of Taoist Xuanchen's room open.