Zhen'er couldn't resist Yingluo, so she went with her. The restaurant here was not very big, but it was well-equipped, and it had accommodation.
Yingluo saw that the man in front of her was very familiar with the boss. The boss laughed and said, "Mr. Lan, what would you like to order?"
Her eyes as clear as spring water smiled harmlessly, "What do you want to eat, Miss Ayin?"
"casual!"
Aman frowned. The girl he had the most contact with was his younger sister Maner. That younger sister was so unruly and willful that she was just a freak. Girls always like things that are bland, right?
"A few lighter things, and two jars of wine."
Yingluo observed carefully and found that the man sitting in front of her seemed to have no scheming intentions. If he was pretending, he was a very scary person.
I met the boss to prepare the food. It would take some time to serve the food. Aman didn’t know Yingluo’s name yet, “May I ask her her name?”
Yingluo didn't believe that his name was Lan Tingxu. Who could call him such a strange name? Since his name was fake, there was no need for her to tell her real name.
She suddenly remembered He Yin who was staying in the government office to recuperate, and said casually: "He Yin!"
"Ah Yin! How wonderful it is to meet a close friend in the mountains and rivers!"
Yingluo frowned. It's just a very common name. What does it have to do with a close friend? It's a bit far-fetched, "Mr. Lan, are you okay?"
"Miss Ayin, how do you know how to dismantle that wooden harrier?"
"I just read some conjectures about some wooden kites in a classic, and I know how to dismantle them."
Although a little disappointed, it is rare for a girl to be interested in mechanism magic. "Miss Ayin, if you have a chance, you can follow me home. I made a wooden kite at home that can fly at will.
You can take Miss Ayin with you to the nine heavens."
Is what this man said true or false? Judging from his age, could he be so capable?
"Who is Master Lan? Where is his hometown?"
Sangkan was afraid that Aman would reveal his identity, so he hurriedly explained: "Our young master has been studying the art of traps since he was a child, but my master has always been opposed to it, so the young master sneaked out."
Yingluo stared at Aman and saw that Aman acquiesced to her subordinate's statement, "Oh! So that's it."
After a while, all the dishes were served, and Yingluo started to drink without hesitation. Yingluo had a good capacity for drinking. After three rounds of drinking, Aman's face turned red and he was already drunk.
Yingluo thought it was time and continued to persuade: "We are just acquainted, so being able to drink together is considered fate. For this rare fate, Mr. Lan also wants to have another drink."
Sang Kan saw Yingluo insisting on drinking. He was very aware of his master's drinking capacity and was afraid of saying something he shouldn't say, "Master, your health is important."
Aman was in high spirits, drank the wine glass in one gulp, threw it out, and looked at Yingluo with drunken eyes.
"Ayin, I've fallen in love with you since the first time I saw you. I go to the same place to see you every day. But you are very nice to those women, but you are cold to me."
Yingluo really couldn't laugh or cry. This person actually had a crush on her. It was really ridiculous. She looked at Aman who was drunk and lying on the table mumbling to himself.
He said to Sang Kan, "I'm afraid your young master has drunk too much. Take him upstairs and take a nap before he wakes up."
Yingluo pulled Zhen'er out of the restaurant with mixed emotions. She originally thought he was a spy from the enemy country, but now she really can't tell the difference.
"Miss, that slut is actually trying to make an idea of the young lady. It's best not to meet him again in the future."
Yingluo is a married woman, and the only one she loves in her heart is Prince Zheng. She will not be tempted by someone with just a few words. Knowing his thoughts, she will naturally never see him again.
However, Yingluo also drank a few drinks, her steps were a little light, and she had a severe headache, "Zhen'er, I will never see this person again in the future. It's better to go back quickly."
Since coming back from the restaurant, Yingluo has been feeling unwell and has a severe headache. The wine is not poisonous, and she should be cured by drinking the hangover soup.
But after one night, the situation became more and more serious. Not only did I suffer from stomach pain, but I also suffered from vomiting and diarrhea.
Zhen'er was worried, "Miss, are you poisoned? Otherwise, how could it be like this? Why don't you call the prince back?"
"Your Majesty, they are busy all day long. Try not to disturb them. If you are sick, I will treat you myself."
Yingluo concluded that she was not poisoned. She endured the burning pain in her stomach and calmed down to diagnose her own pulse. The pulse was smooth and smooth, like rolling balls, which was a slippery pulse. She did not believe it and thought it was her illusion, so she checked her pulse again and found that it was a slippery pulse.
, she finally looked forward to her and Prince Zheng’s child, her eyes filled with water.
Zhen'er saw Yingluo's expressions of surprise and joy, and her expression was unpredictable. Thinking about the lady's reaction today, she guessed: "Miss, could it be that the lady is happy?"
"Zhen'er, go and call the prince back! Don't tell anyone about this yet, I want to give him a surprise."
Because King Zheng had checked her pulse a few days ago, it was only a short period of time and there were no signs to follow, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
Now half a month has passed, and Yingluo always thought that she felt trapped and tired because she was not accustomed to the local environment. Yingluo is no longer alone now, and she really regrets going to drink.
Yingluo didn't dare to act rashly anymore and lay down on the bed with peace of mind to have the baby. When she thought that there was already a little life growing in her belly and she became a mother for the first time, she couldn't calm down the joy in her heart.
Cheng Feng had already ordered people to go to the military camp, but King Zheng led his people to inspect the harbor and waited until the sky fell before the three of them returned to the military camp. King Zheng learned that Yingluo came to him for something, and Yingluo was not the kind of unreasonable woman who would not call him easily.
It must be an important matter for him to go back.
They went to survey and draw a more detailed sea map. They handed over the task to Bupo and Tang Fei, and hurried towards the government office in the night.
Although he was in the military camp, he was aware of Yingluo's movements in the past few days. He also knew that Yingluo drank with other men last night and ordered someone to inquire about the man's identity.
Yingluo did not sleep when Prince Zheng returned to the mansion. She had been waiting for Prince Zheng and wanted to tell him the happy event in person.
The sound of hurried footsteps outside the door gradually became clearer, "Luo'er, I heard that you are not feeling well."
Yingluo sat up slowly, and King Zheng stretched out his hand to put the soft quilt behind her, "Where is the discomfort?"
Yingluo stretched out her hand and moved his hand to her chest, "This is it. The prince will be a father in nine months."
Joy burst out from my heart, "Luo'er, you are happy!"
"Um!"
Si Wushang was so happy that he finally had the blood of two people. He held Yingluo in his arms and said, "Thank you for letting me taste what it's like to be a father. We have a child."
"He is our child, and thank you for giving me a taste of what it's like to be a mother."
The two people looked at each other and smiled, suddenly feeling a little sour. For these two lonely people, this child was the greatest blessing God had bestowed upon them.
Si Wushang was worried about Yingluo's health, so he checked Yingluo's pulse in person, but it turned out to be a slippery pulse. However, her vagina had stagnation of qi and blood stasis, and her essence and qi were mixed, which was not suitable for nourishing the fetus.
"Tomorrow I will ask them to boil you some decoction to replenish qi and blood. Your constitution is relatively cold. Do you understand that you are not allowed to drink any more?"
After hearing his instructions, the determination and solemn look in his eyes was a command, "He knows he drinks."
"Also, you are not allowed to see irrelevant people when I am away."
"Shang! You already know, I just doubt that person's identity, that's all!"
Si Wushang saw Yingluo's nervous look, and there was no doubt in her love. How could he not believe her?
With a smile on his lips, he bowed his head and put his head on her breast, listening to what was going on inside.
"From now on, with our children watching over you, I won't be afraid even if someone with a crazy horse or a dog tries to make an idea of you."
Yingluo was dumbfounded, "Shang! Are you jealous?"