Chapter 393 The elders of the Mo family also followed back to Tanxi Garden

The conversation in the living room gradually died down, and the sky outside the window had completely darkened.

Yun Zheng leaned on Fu Linghe's shoulder, her fingers unconsciously stroking her slightly bulging belly.

Although it is only three months, her waistline has changed significantly because she is pregnant with twins.

"It's getting late," Fu Linghe lowered his head and whispered in Yun Zheng's ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, "Do you want to go back and rest first?"

Yun Zheng looked up at her parents and grandfather, all of whom had tiredness on their faces after the long flight.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Ling He has prepared a room at Tanxi Garden. Let's stay there tonight."

Mo Chenfeng frowned slightly, "Don't bother, we've already booked a hotel."

Fu Linghe stood up, adjusting his cuffs with his slender fingers, and said calmly, "Tanxiyuan is only a twenty-minute drive from here. The environment is quieter and suitable for rest. And..."

He paused, his gaze falling on Yun Zheng. "Zheng Zheng is used to living at home. She's been having severe morning sickness lately, so it's easier to take care of her if she lives at home."

Ning Zhi immediately understood and gently held her daughter's hand. "That's troublesome."

Fu Yanze and Shen Lanshu stood up to see them off, and the two elders exchanged a few more words at the door.

Fu Linghe had asked his assistant to arrange three luxury cars, and he personally drove the black Maybach to carry Yun Zheng and her family.

Walking to the front of the car, Fu Linghe's movements were natural and smooth.

Fu Linghe opened the back door for her, but did not let her get in immediately.

He took off his suit jacket and gently draped it over her shoulders. "It's a cool night, don't catch a cold."

Then he held the car door frame with one hand and carefully protected her waist with the other hand, and only closed the door after she was completely seated.

This series of movements was smooth and flowing, as if they had been practiced thousands of times.

The car drove smoothly in the night.

Yun Zheng looked at the flashing neon lights outside through the car window and suddenly felt nauseous.

She covered her mouth and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ning Zhi in the front row and Fu Linghe in the driver's seat asked at almost the same time.

"It's okay... just a little..." Yun Zheng didn't finish her words and started retching again.

Fu Linghe immediately opened the car window to let in fresh air, and at the same time parked the car steadily on the side of the road.

He quickly unbuckled his seat belt, took out a paper bag and a bottle of mineral water from the car door storage compartment, turned around and handed them to Yun Zheng.

"Breathe slowly, don't rush." ​​His voice was low and gentle, and his fingers gently combed the loose hair on her forehead.

Ning Zhi handed over a handkerchief and a small sachet, "Smell this, it will relieve your nausea."

Mo Chenfeng watched the scene silently in the back seat with a complicated look.

He had never seen a man who could take care of his daughter so meticulously, even considering the pregnancy reactions so carefully.

After the car was back on the road, Fu Linghe slowed down to avoid all possible bumps.

Yun Zheng leaned back in the back seat, smelling the sachet her mother had given her, and the discomfort gradually subsided.

She secretly glanced towards the driver's seat. The lines on the back of Fu Linghe's head were firm, and her eyes could see his furrowed brow in the rearview mirror.

Twenty minutes later, the car drove into the gate of Tanxiyuan.

This is a quiet villa area in the midst of a bustling city. Their wedding room, Tanxiyuan, is located in the deepest part, surrounded by tall sycamore trees and has excellent privacy.

As soon as the car stopped, Fu Linghe quickly got out and walked around to Yun Zheng's side.

He first helped Mr. Mo and Mo Chenfeng out, and then carefully helped Yun Zheng get out of the car.

The night wind blew, and Yun Zheng shivered unconsciously. Fu Linghe immediately put his arms around her shoulders and used his body temperature to shield her from the wind.

"Young Master, Young Madam." Auntie Wu had been waiting at the door with several servants. When they saw them arrive, they immediately came over to greet them.

Fu Linghe nodded, "Are the rooms ready?"

"Everything is prepared as you requested. The old man's room is on the first floor, Mr. and Mrs. Mo's are on the east side of the second floor, and Young Master Mo's is on the west side."

Wu Ma replied respectfully, "Young Madam's bird's nest porridge is also ready."

Yun Zheng looked at Fu Linghe in surprise, "You even prepared this?"

Fu Linghe raised the corners of his lips slightly, "You said last night that you wanted to eat something sweet."

It was just a simple sentence, but it revealed that he remembered the wish that Yun Zheng mentioned casually.

Entering the entrance hall, Fu Linghe squatted down naturally, holding Yun Zheng's ankle with one hand, taking off her flat shoes with the other hand, and then took out a pair of soft velvet slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on her feet.

His movements were as gentle as if he were treating a fragile treasure. His fingertips accidentally brushed across Yun Zheng's instep, causing a subtle shudder.

Mo Chenfeng stood aside and watched, his brows gradually relaxed.

Although they had not been together for a long time, as a father, she could see that Yun Zheng was independent and strong-willed and never accepted help from others easily.

And now, she actually accepted a man's care so naturally, which only showed that she completely trusted and relied on Fu Linghe.

"Dad, Mom, I'll take you to see the room." Yun Zheng changed her shoes and said, holding her mother's hand.

Fu Linghe stood up and said, "I asked the kitchen to prepare some midnight snacks, which will be delivered to your rooms shortly. If you need anything, please ring the bell to call the servants."

His tone was polite and distant, completely different from the gentleness he showed when treating Yun Zheng.

Ning Zhi nodded gratefully, "That's very thoughtful."

Mo Chenfeng just said "hmm" briefly, but his eyes were much softer than when they first met.

Aunt Wu took the Mo family to their respective rooms, while Fu Linghe helped Yun Zheng slowly walk up the stairs.

Their master bedroom is on the third floor, which has the best view in the entire villa.

"Are you tired?" Fu Linghe asked in a low voice, his palm firmly supporting Yun Zheng's lower back.

Yun Zheng shook her head, but her legs suddenly went weak when she stepped on the last step.

Fu Linghe reacted very quickly and picked her up sideways.

Yun Zheng let out a soft cry and subconsciously hugged his neck.

"Put me down. It would be embarrassing if my parents saw us..." Yun Zheng's cheeks turned slightly red.

Fu Linghe chuckled, "What are you afraid of? You are my legitimate wife."

As he said this, he deliberately turned around in the corridor, scaring Yun Zheng so much that she hugged him tightly.

The master bedroom is spacious and bright, with a starry sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Fu Linghe carefully placed Yun Zheng on the edge of the bed, then knelt on one knee to massage her slightly swollen ankle.

"You've been standing for too long today," he said, his tone slightly accusing. "Starting tomorrow, you're not allowed to wear any shoes with heels, not even one centimeter higher."

Yun Zheng pouted. "What about the engagement party? I prepared such beautiful high heels..."

Fu Linghe looked up, his deep eyes filled with seriousness: "Either change into flat shoes, or I'll hold you for the whole walk. Your choice."

Yun Zheng chuckled and reached out to touch his cheek. "Domineering."

Fu Linghe grabbed her hand and kissed her palm, "Only for you."

Just as the two were being affectionate, there was a knock on the door.

Fu Linghe stood up and opened the door. Outside was Wu Ma, holding bird's nest porridge and some side dishes.

"Young Madam, eat it while it's hot." Wu Ma said with a smile.

Fu Linghe took the tray and said, "I'll do it. You go and rest."

He sat on the edge of the bed, scooped a spoonful of bird's nest, blew it cool, and brought it to Yun Zheng's mouth.

Yun Zheng opened her mouth obediently, and the sweet taste melted on her tongue.

"Is it delicious?" Fu Linghe asked.

Yun Zheng nodded, but her expression suddenly changed the next second.

She covered her mouth and looked around in panic. Fu Linghe reacted very quickly and grabbed the trash can beside the bed, just in time to catch the food Yun Zheng had vomited out.

"I'm sorry..." Yun Zheng's eyes were red, and she felt uncomfortable and embarrassed.

Fu Linghe showed no disdain. He patted her back gently with one hand and held the trash can steadily with the other. "Don't apologize. This is not something you can control."

After Yun Zheng finished vomiting, he immediately handed her warm water for her to rinse her mouth, and then gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a wet towel.

"Should we call a doctor?" He frowned.

Yun Zheng shook her head weakly, "It's just morning sickness...it will be fine after a while..."

Fu Linghe held her in his arms, gently stroking her belly with his big hands. "You two little rascals, you're torturing your mother like this."

Yun Zheng was amused by his childish complaints. She leaned on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and the discomfort seemed to ease a little.

Suddenly, there were light footsteps outside the door. Fu Linghe looked up sharply, "Who?"

The door was gently pushed open, and Ning Zhi and Mo Chenfeng stood at the door, their faces full of worry.

"I heard the noise and came to take a look." Ning Zhi said.

Fu Linghe wanted to get up immediately, but was stopped by Yun Zheng.

"It's okay, Mom." Yun Zheng forced a smile. "It's just normal morning sickness."

Mo Chenfeng walked in, his eyes fixed on the trash can and his daughter's pale face, his brow furrowed. "How long has this been going on?"

"Two or three weeks," Fu Linghe replied. "The doctor said it's normal for twins to have significant hormonal changes, but..."

"But it hurts to watch." Ning Zhi continued, nodding in understanding.

She walked to the bedside and pulled a small bottle from her pocket. "Try this. It's a recipe from home. It's candied ginger. It helps with nausea."

Fu Linghe took it and carefully fed Yun Zheng a small piece.

Sure enough, after a while Yun Zheng's complexion improved a little.

"Thank you, Mom." Fu Linghe said sincerely.

Ning Zhi's eyes welled up with tears, and she quickly turned around to hide them. "Let's go see if your grandfather has rested."

She left in a hurry, leaving the space to the young couple.

Mo Chenfeng stood there for a while, and finally said "Have a good rest" and left.

After the door was closed, Yun Zheng let out a long sigh and leaned on Fu Linghe's shoulder.

It was late at night. Fu Linghe helped Yun Zheng change into comfortable pajamas, dimmed the lights, and then lay down beside her, with one hand gently resting on her abdomen.

"Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."

Yun Zheng asked drowsily, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'll wait until you're asleep before I go to sleep," he said softly, "so you don't get nauseous again in the middle of the night."

Yun Zheng wanted to say something, but was overwhelmed by sleepiness. She couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep in the man's arms.