Ming Wuyou glared at him angrily, "Of course I can't sleep alone. I usually sleep with my child, so I won't be able to sleep alone!"
Murong Yu paused, looked up at her, and saw the arrogance in her eyebrows. His heart moved, and he no longer bothered to talk nonsense, and kissed her.
Ming Wuyou chuckled lightly, gave up his reserve, and pulled him over unceremoniously, pulling down the bed curtain.
Youdao said that a little separation is better than a newlywed. The two have been separated for more than a year, and now the time finally belongs to the two of them. Their bone-crushing lovesickness is all poured into the warm tenderness.
After a long, long time, Ming Wuyou lay down in front of Murong Yu, his eyes filled with moisture, and he complained: "My back hurts."
Murong Yu didn't say a word, and held Ming Wuyou's waist with his generous and warm hands, gently massaging her.
Ming Wuyou closed his eyes and said lazily: "It's still sore, very sour."
Murong Yu's subordinates paused, "Why don't I call you an imperial doctor?"
Ming Wuyou: "..."
She closed her eyes, punched Murong Yu with some annoyance, and said angrily: "You are shameless and I still want it."
"……All right."
Murong Yu continued the massage and asked her how she felt and if she felt better.
Ming Wuyou said "hmm" lazily and feebly.
This made Murong Yu couldn't help but lower his head and glance at her twice.
After the two of them had sex before, she never felt as tired as this time. Could it be that he was too ungrateful this time?
He kept this incident in mind.
On the second day, Ming Wuyou was naturally too lazy to go to bed.
Murong Yu had dealt with all important matters clearly. Now he was taking a rest at home and there was no need to go to court early, so he got up and went to take care of the children.
Xiao Wanwan was an elf, and she only recognized Murong Yu for one day. She was held up by Murong Yu and held high, giggling so happily.
Feng Mian was sensible, and Murong Yu didn't have to worry about taking care of the two cubs by himself.
Occasionally, wet nurses and nuns would come to help.
But Feng Mian looked at the door many times and asked Murong Yu: "Dad, my mother didn't get up today. Is she sick?"
"Um."
Murong Yu nodded, "I feel a little uncomfortable."
"Do you want to see a doctor?"
"certainly."
Murong Yu held Xiao Wanwan with his left hand and held Feng Mian's hand with his right hand: "Dad has sent for a doctor. I will show your mother to her when she wakes up."
"That's good." Feng Mian nodded, then looked at the closed door, "Mother, please don't get sick."
"Probably..." Murong Yu thought for a moment, "Is everything okay?"
Feng Mian hoped that his mother would be well, so he was also thinking about the doctor's affairs.
So, as soon as Ming Wuyou opened her eyes at noon and got off the bed with her aching waist, Feng Mian ran up to her with his short legs and said, "My dear, hurry up and freshen up. I'll help you."
Call me doctor."
Ming Wuyou was dumbfounded and looked at Murong Yu who came in with his daughter in his arms, "Where is the doctor from?"
"I called you." Murong Yu held his daughter in the palm of his hand, "Didn't you say that your waist hurts? It'll make you feel at ease if you let others see it."
Ming Wuyou gritted his teeth and said, "No need!"
"No need?" Murong Yu frowned, "But I see that you feel very uncomfortable. You haven't been like this before."
Ming Wuyou said angrily: "I was not the mother of two children before!"
When a woman gives birth to a child, she has to go through hell and her body is very depleted.
She didn't recover well after giving birth to Fengmian, and she became pregnant with Wanwan again, and she endured hardships during the birth. Naturally, she was different from when she was a girl.
Murong Yu heard the meaning of her words and said with a worried look: "So it was caused by the childbirth... Then how can I treat it? Can it be treated?"
"Of course." Ming Wuyou said while washing up: "It just takes some time. It's not a disease. Don't make a fuss and call the imperial doctor."
Murong Yu was silent for a moment, but still did not send the imperial physician away, insisting that the imperial physician take a look.
As the saying goes, doctors don’t heal themselves.
It would be more reassuring to let the imperial doctor next to him take a look at him.
Ming Wuyou couldn't defeat Murong Yu, so he still asked the imperial doctor to take a look.
However, what the imperial doctor said was roughly the same as what Ming Wuyou said, and he also prescribed warming tonic.
Murong Yu attached great importance to this matter. After that, he also sent someone to take care of Ming Wuyou's three meals a day. Naturally, he never stopped taking supplements.
Ming Wuyou was happy that he cared so much about her and was being pampered peacefully.
…
Murong Yu stayed at home for seven or eight days without going to court.
The court originally wanted to hold a grand banquet for Murong Yuqing Palace, but he declined.
His tone was insincere when he was with a bunch of people. He would rather be with Ming Wuyou and his children.
But a small family banquet was held at home, and relatives, friends, and acquaintances were invited over.
Yuan Hao, who left the palace in disguise, also came to attend, and was very unhappy with Murong Yu's current behavior.
"If it weren't for Aunt Huang and the children were still in the capital, I think Uncle Huang could just hang up his boots and leave Beijing, right?" Yuan Hao glanced at Murong Yu with a bit of resentment in his eyes, "Uncle Huang, you can't leave now.
"
Murong Yu smiled and said, "Then when can I leave?"
Yuan Hao choked, knowing that he had dug a hole for himself, and snorted, "Don't leave!"
Murong Yu smiled, picked up a dish for Yuan Hao, and said nothing more.
Ming Wuyou and Princess Yun'an were sitting at the same seat as Bai Di. The three of them were chatting and laughing, watching how lively it was.
Princess Yun'an used to be worried about the child and thought about it every day. Now she accepted the reality that it was difficult to conceive, and she became free and easy. She hugged little Wanwan without letting go, thinking about becoming a godmother.
Bai Di naturally refused to be outdone.
She gave birth to a boy, and Ming Wuyou's first child was also a son. Now the family only had a girl named Wanwan, and she looked so adorable and cute. She liked it so much that she was vying to be her godmother.
Bai Di also said enthusiastically: "Sister Wuyou, let's marry our children. Isn't mine a son? Let's get them married when they grow up!"
Princess Yun'an said: "Don't... No one can say what will happen in the future. If everyone likes it, wouldn't the baby's marriage become a shackles? Just wait and see."
"That's right." Bai Di bit his lip.
I think she still liked that bastard Murong Ting back then.
Bah bah bah!
How old was Murong Ting?
Bai Di said: "Then let's talk a little louder."
Yun Ziheng rubbed Bai Di's head: "If you like girls, you can ask for more."
"I don't want it." Bai Di shook her head repeatedly. Giving birth would cost her half her life. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to give birth again.
Then he realized that there were many people at the table, so he quickly poked Yun Ziheng hard, lowered his voice and said angrily: "We'll talk about this when we get home."
This appearance made everyone laugh.
Bai Di also blushed and glared at Yun Ziheng again.
Princess Yun'an sat beside Yun Ziyuan, quietly picking up food for her.
He found these topics uninteresting and never interrupted.
As for other people's children, he was even less envious.
The children are too noisy.
He really couldn't imagine... Bai Di was still a child who hadn't grown up very much, and she gave birth to another child, and then the eldest brother had to take care of two children when he came home from work in the official department.
Just suppose that if that person were himself, he would feel chilled all over. It was terrible!
but……
Yun Ziyuan's eyes fell on Princess Yun'an, and a soft light naturally appeared on her cold face.
An An is not as childish as Bai Di. If they really have children in the future, they will definitely be more like her.
The King of War also smiled happily when he saw that the family was harmonious.
But when their eyes fell on Yun Zichen and Yun Zimo, their expressions became a bit complicated.
Everyone has their own destination, only these two are left.
Yun Zichen is afraid of women, this disease...
The War King sighed silently, and his eyes fell on Yun Zimo again.
Yun Zimo was extremely quiet, and the excitement around him seemed unable to affect him.
This is completely different from when he was in the capital before.
Ever since the master returned to his home, he had become taciturn. He could only smile gently in front of Princess Anping, but he showed no warmth to others.
He thought that Yun Zimo must have gone outside and suddenly grew up after seeing the cruelty of the battlefield. He was relieved to see it.
But Princess Anping is a woman and Yun Zimo's mother, so she doesn't think so.
What a grown up!
She felt clearly that Yun Zimo's whole body was filled with discomfort, pain, and irritability.
She made insinuations many times, but Yun Zimo always said that it was okay, he was just tired from the march.
But it's been almost half a month and he's still tired?
In desperation, Princess Anping had no choice but to bring Qingfeng over for questioning. Qingfeng could not withstand Princess Anping's intimidation and told everything about Wushuang.