Qinglian's eyes retracted from Ander's body, and she followed her husband silently, her soft eyes wandering around with curiosity, as if she was daydreaming about what kind of children her son and a Western girl would have.
come out.
The couple bypassed two long corridors and finally arrived in the Queen's courtyard.
As soon as the two of them entered the Queen's boudoir, they saw the Queen wearing loose clothes, walking slowly in the main room with a big belly, stroking Gao Long's belly from time to time and lamenting, obviously she had eaten enough.
Carrying the pain of Rokko again.
Seeing this, Qinglian hurriedly went to help her. She was also a woman with a son and a daughter, and she knew very well that the woman was suffering from the torture of being pregnant and about to give birth in Liujia.
And among the many sisters, the one who suffered the most was none other than Qinglian.
After all, Qinglian became pregnant with triplets all at once, and the torture she endured was three times that of a normal pregnant woman, or even more.
Especially for Qinglian, who was alone in the Miao territory at that time. She had to avoid the pursuit of the imperial guards and ensure the safety of her unborn child. You can imagine the bitterness of this.
Even though the court later withdrew its pursuit of Qinglian because of Liu Mingzhi, at that time, except for her elderly mother who was taking care of her, there were not so many people close to her who cared about her safety.
Liu Mingzhi deeply understood that it was not easy for Qinglian to pass away from Liu Mansion, so for a period of time shortly after the couple reunited, he took Qinglian with him wherever he went and asked her to stay with him day and night.
I want to make up for the debt I owed her.
It was just a good intention, but An once thought that when he went to Qingzhou to provide relief, not only did he unfortunately contract the plague, but he almost killed the beautiful woman without a trace.
Although the sky has eyes, the couple escaped from danger and saved a small life by chance, but this incident also left an indelible memory for Liu Mingzhi.
Thus, although Liu Mingzhi never discriminated against many ladies, Qinglian's status in Liu Mingzhi's heart was absolutely top priority.
Liu Mingzhi watched the queen being helped by Qinglian to sit on the chair, put down the tray, picked up the porridge bowl and walked over.
“To put it bluntly, if you really can’t walk, just sit down and rest. Mr. Sai asked you to move around more, but he didn’t tell you to keep walking.
You have to take care of your body."
The Queen half-lyed and half-sat on the chair with her big belly, and sighed sweetly. Her bright eyes half-opened and half-closed glanced at Young Master Liu who was walking over with a licking smile. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and hummed a few times.
Voice.
“The one who calls you heartless, you really have no heart!
If you weren't a bad guy, would I still have a big belly? Would I have to suffer this? You are still talking sarcastically here, you are so heartless and heartless.
I’m so annoyed with you that I want to bite you to death.”
Liu Mingzhi didn’t care whether he was really at fault or not, he nodded in agreement.
“Yes, yes, everything I did wrong was all my husband’s fault. It was my husband who failed to control himself and made you pregnant. It’s all my fault. It’s all my fault.
After the child is born, if you want to beat or punish the child, it will be up to your husband, okay?
Calm down your anger and let me feed you some porridge for your husband. This is the porridge your sister Lian'er cooked for you with her own hands. You can't live up to Lian'er's wishes."
Qinglian looked at her husband, who looked as frustrated as a doormat. She hid her lips and snickered twice, feeling a faint sense of regret in her heart.
It is a pity that when I was pregnant with Liujia, I was not lucky enough to have my husband busy in front of me to take care of my food, clothing and daily life.
The queen felt that her waist was no longer so sore, and she sat up straighter silently. She looked at the porridge water that Liu Mingzhi brought to her mouth after he finished playing, and showed a charming smile.
“You still have some conscience, so I reluctantly forgive you.
That's what I say, but don't get too carried away. After all, this is the porridge cooked by sister Lian'er. At best, you can only borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
I would like to thank Sister Lian'er, but I won't thank you."
“Yes, yes, yes, don’t say you are not grateful to my husband. Even if you scold me, my husband will listen to you without any regrets.
Come, drink the porridge first, it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”
Looking at Mr. Liu's "condescending" attitude, the Queen felt a little relieved. She lowered her head slightly and held the spoon in her red lips.
When the porridge came into her mouth, the Queen frowned slightly, but she swallowed it silently.
“Sister Lian’er.”
“Hmm? What’s wrong with sister Wanyan? Is the porridge and water today not to your liking?”
The Queen waved her hands hurriedly: "No, no, don't get me wrong. Sister just wants to say, from now on, Sister Ya, Sister Shan, Sister Weier, Sister Xiaoxi... can you stop cooking porridge and water to replenish qi and blood?"
Sister has a poor appetite because of this tormenting little thing in her belly. You guys take turns taking care of her. I understand what I mean.
It’s just that you have been changing the soup but not the medicine for about two months, and always let your sister drink these porridge and water to replenish qi and blood. She has really drank enough.
You brought me a bowl of ordinary millet porridge, which is much better than this!"
Qinglian couldn't help laughing when she saw the empress' expression of gratitude and grievance.
“Yes, yes, the sisters have not thought carefully. They only think about replenishing qi and blood for you, sister, but forget that drinking porridge all the time will really make you bored.”
“Sister Lian’er, sisters take turns to take care of sister. If you take turns, you can cook porridge only once every few days. Of course, you don’t think it’s a big deal, but sister drinks it every day.
It's yours today, hers tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... Each of you doesn't cook it every day, but if you can't stop me, I drink it every day."
As the queen spoke, she grabbed Qinglian's palm and placed it on her cheeks, which were obviously much plumper than before.
“Are you fat? Are you much fatter than before?
When my sister was pregnant with the moon, she could only have a bowl of porridge and water to replenish qi and blood every three or five days in the palace.
If you drink it any longer, my sister’s oval face will turn into a pie face.
There is flesh on the face and a lot of fat on the lower abdomen. This smelly and heartless person will definitely not like it."
Qinglian subconsciously pinched the empress's chubby cheeks, which were a little baby-fat, and burst into laughter.
"No more, no more. I will say hello to my sisters when I get home. I won't drink for the next few days. I will drink a little less during the confinement period after giving birth."
Promise not to let Sister Wanyan's figure become bloated due to the childbirth.
A certain shameless man in the province used this as an excuse to openly go out and mess around with women and attract bees and butterflies."
Young Master Liu felt the resentful looks on him from the two women, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He didn't know whether he should bring the spoon to the Queen's mouth again.
He finally understood that he should not follow Qinglian here.
“Hmm, do you still want to drink this porridge?”
The Queen raised her eyebrows and stared at Young Master Liu faintly, giving him a look of understanding.
Liu Mingzhi shook his head helplessly and put the porridge bowl towards his mouth.
It is to replenish qi and blood anyway, if you don’t drink it, it will be useless.
I worked hard day and night, and although I was in great health, I didn’t drink much. At worst, it was just the icing on the cake.
Liu Mingzhi put down the porridge bowl, bent down and listened to the Queen's belly, vaguely feeling the closeness of the little life in the Queen's belly to him.
“To put it bluntly, are you really not sure at what month you were pregnant with this little guy?
Husband, why do you feel that this child has been in your belly for a long time?"
The Queen glanced at Qinglian, who pretended not to hear anything, and blushed shyly at Young Master Liu who looked confused. She twisted her fingers hard on Young Master Liu's arm, grabbed Young Master Liu's ears and leaned towards her.
He whispered softly in front of him.
“In those days, you were like a lustful devil, coming and going between my house and the little goblin so frequently, how could I know which time you got pregnant?
I can only know that it is roughly between February and March.
As for the specific day, you can count it on your fingers, since I don’t remember it anyway.”
Liu Mingzhi’s eyes twitched, he rubbed his nose angrily and counted on his fingers. Are you kidding me?
That's when the devil has the time to calculate the day.