Chapter 091

The strong aroma of wine from Zhan Yue instantly filled Jiashan's nose. She was wrapped in his arms, and his scent filled the air.

Jiashan couldn't help but sniff it carefully a few times.

Zhan Yue's eyes were filled with warmth. He leaned on her shoulders with his eyelashes drooping. "I won't hide it from you. I'm very happy tonight."

"I understand." Jiashan nodded gently. Her eyes were clear and sincere. She said, "I am happy too."

"Really?" Zhan Yue asked in a low voice.

Jiashan smiled and said, "Yes."

She carefully held up his face and they looked into each other's eyes.

Zhan Yue has been busy from morning till night these days, and dark circles have inevitably appeared on his usually clean face. Jia Shan rubbed his eyes with some distress.

Zhan Yue's eyes were still fixed on her, but he couldn't help but gently kiss her warm palm with his lips.

Jiashan's tone was light, but it was hard to hide her intimacy. She said, "This is also one of the rare warm nights I have had in the past ten years."

"But," Jiashan put his face close to his neck and whispered softly, "Once the baby in my belly is born, this 'rare' will surely become 'easy'."

She placed her hand on his chest, tapped it gently, and said with a smile: "Look, it has been cold for more than ten years. But if you want, it will be warm in an instant, right?"

Her hands were pressing on his cold chest, and the soft touch made him feel warm and numb from the inside out.

Zhan Yue was just half drunk, and his eyes gradually became blurry.

He half raised his head and saw Jiashan smiling sweetly at him, her face as tender as freshly ground tofu.

His breathing was steady and his expression was calm. In the next second, he crossed his arms and held her in his arms, then took a few steady steps and walked straight to the bed.

Seeing that he was about to bully her, Jiashan pushed him away and said in a hurried voice: "You are pregnant. Doctor Gong also said that you can't do that..."

"I know." Zhan Yue's voice was hoarse. He turned his head and kissed her cheek. "You still have to be an ascetic for another eight months."

Jiashan was amused by his word "ascetic monk" and ran his hands back and forth in his black hair. Knowing that Zhan Yue was a little confused, Jiashan deliberately teased him: "So, do you regret letting me get pregnant so soon?"

"How could I regret it?" In order to avoid accidentally pressing Jiashan, Zhan Yue placed one hand under her waist to support her and the other hand on the edge of the bed to support his strong body.

After the kiss, his voice was slightly sticky: "I miss you, give birth to many children, and surround us and call us daddy and mommy."

Following his words, Jiashan could not help but imagine the scene of having children around her. Her eyes became softer, and she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile: "Giving birth to so many children, isn't it like a sow?"

Zhan Yue said: "Then I will accompany you as your husband."

"You go do it alone. I don't want to do it." Jiashan said, with a hint of tenderness in his expression.

She looked at Zhan Yue with clear eyes for a while, and asked carefully, "Do you... still think of your mother?"

Zhan Yue was silent for a moment before replying, "Occasionally."

Fu Shiyu passed away early, and Zhan Yue didn't remember much about her life. But sometimes he would miss her bright smile and warm hands, and wonder if she was worried about him when she was dying.

Jiashan was silent for a moment, and then she held Zhan Yue's hand tightly. She suddenly raised her head and rubbed his cheek lovingly.

She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, lifted his chin and kissed him softly.

After the kiss, Jiashan thought for a moment and said, "Let me take the blame. If you ever miss her again, just call me mom."

Zhan Yue frowned slightly, twisted Jiashan's little face, and saw a naughty smile on the girl's face. Zhan Yue turned to the side, buried his head, and covered his lips.

The tip of the snake, smelling of alcohol, aggressively swept across Jiashan's red lips, and then sucked hard on her lips several times.

The scene beside the bed soon became chaotic, and Zhan Yue stopped only after Jiashan's face turned red from kissing him.

He squinted his dark eyes, and there seemed to be light in his pupils. He said, "Don't take advantage of me."

Jiashan shyly wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and hammered his firm chest hard.

Although she said nothing, her eyes were wide open, and her rosy lips seemed to be whispering - who is taking advantage of whom, huh?

Zhan Yue couldn't help but curl his lips and smile.

He looked at her motionlessly, and suddenly a feeling of satisfaction filled his chest. He fell to his side and lay beside Jiashan, one hand on her waist and the other hand guiding her to touch his hot face.

Being caressed gently by the cool and soft hands, Zhan Yue let out a long breath slowly.

He half-supported his head with his arms, looked at Jiashan's face, and asked, "I haven't asked you yet, how did you talk with Aunt Ruyang today?"

At this point, Jiashan's expression became a little more serious, and even the smile on her lips faded. She said calmly: "What Aunt Ruyang knows is indeed very useful. Unfortunately, she doesn't know the whole story."

"But," Jiashan said quietly, "I have a rough idea in my mind. For the rest, I already know who to ask."

Seeing that her mood was getting low again, Zhan Yue reached out and covered Jia Shan with the quilt on the bed. Then, he touched her soft black hair.

"If you encounter any difficulties or feel unhappy, please tell me." Zhan Yue tapped her belly lightly, "You are a pregnant woman now, so you must not wrong yourself."

Jiashan said, "Okay."

After that, she lifted the quilt on her body and said with a smile: "I haven't washed yet, and you haven't showered either, so hurry up."

Zhan Yue placed one hand on his forehead, looking at him with long eyes: "You go first, I'll lie down for a while."

Knowing that he was drunk, Jiashan covered him with the quilt again and said, "I'll call them to boil some water. Don't catch a cold."

"I'm not that weak," Zhan Yue urged, "Just go ahead."

Jiashan picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom.

After she finished her bath, Zhan Yue was already leaning against the head of the bed, asleep with his clothes on.

He has always been very alert, but this time, when Jiashan walked to the bedside, he was still unconscious and even snored sweetly.

Jiashan smiled and did not call him again. Instead, he straightened Zhan Yue's body, took off his shoes and socks, and then crawled into his arms.

Princess Ruyang stayed in the princess's mansion for three days before leaving.

Jiashan and Song tried to keep her, but Princess Ruyang said that she was used to a quiet life and would come to the palace to congratulate Jiashan when he gave birth to the child.

Jiashan knew that Princess Ruyang was determined to leave, so he didn't want to force her.

In late May, the anniversary of the Empress Dowager's death finally arrived.

Every year, Concubine Zhuang was in charge of the anniversary of the Queen Mother's death, and this year was no exception. It should have been her time to show up, but a few days ago, in front of Emperor Zhanghe, Zhao Youze was praised by several lecturers in the study as "a talent that can rule the world".

This incident had some impact on Concubine Zhuang's mood.

Therefore, on this day, her expression was extremely solemn, and even her usually arrogant eyes drooped slightly.

On the contrary, Emperor Zhanghe and Concubine Jing did not show any expression on their faces, but their eyes and brows were peaceful, as if they had a faint smile on their faces. They even asked about Jiashan's pregnancy several times.

Since Jiashan became pregnant, the palace has been sending her greetings without interruption, and she has been given a daily portion of blood swallows. Now that she heard her father's questions, she patiently answered them one by one.

Emperor Zhanghe listened carefully, and said to her lovingly, "If there is anything missing in the palace, please tell Concubine Jing or me at any time."

"With your father's care, I have everything I need." Jiashan said with a smile, "President Gong came to check my pulse yesterday. He said that the first three months, which were the most dangerous period, have passed, so I don't need to worry."

After a brief pause, Jiashan said softly, "Father, please be at ease."

Zhang Hedi looked at her and asked again, "Have you chosen a name?"

Jiashan opened his eyes wide, laughed and said, "I think it's too early now. We don't even know whether it's a boy or a girl. My husband and I both want to have the baby first before getting married."

"Then I will come to take the baby after it is born." Emperor Zhanghe nodded slightly.

Jiashan responded solemnly: "Yes, I couldn't ask for more."

After being caught and questioned by Emperor Zhanghe, Jiashan Fang and Zhan Yue left the palace.

Thinking of the emperor's stern tone just now, Jiashan and Zhan Yue whispered, "Why do I feel that father seems to have aged a lot?"

"Father is in his prime, and should be working hard for state affairs." Zhan Yue held her hand and said, "There's news from Marquis Anding again. The Turks have begun to stockpile food and fodder, and they look like they're planning to go to war with us."

"The northwest is unstable, and Father must be worried."

Thinking of what Feng Wanhua said, that Marquis Anding would not only be defeated in the future, but also die in a battlefield in the northwest, and it was only thanks to Zhan Yue that the lost territory of Daliang was recovered, Jiashan's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

She held Zhan Yue's hand tightly and asked, "What about you? Aren't you worried about your uncle? He's not young anymore."

"He is a good son of the Fu family," Zhan Yue said without thinking, smiling, "The Fu family will never fall under the sword of the Turks."

Jiashan looked at him intently and said seriously, "You are also a good boy."

Zhan Yue smiled.

After the Queen Mother's Festival, the bitter summer officially arrived. Jiashan's pregnancy was gradually stabilizing, and she was no longer resting at home as before, but gradually began to move around again.

First, Shuxian and the Duke of Zhongyi got married, and then she went to the Pei Mansion to greet Old Master Pei. Unfortunately, when she went there, Pei Yuantang's newlywed wife, Gu, went to the Jingkang Marquis Mansion as scheduled, so she didn't run into her.

It was not until the beginning of June, when Su Yu and Liu Qi were about to get married, that Jia Shan finally gave up. The day before Su Yu's wedding, she took Dan Cui to the side courtyard of the princess's mansion to see her wet nurse, Madam Zheng.

Nanny Zheng is already semi-retired and has long handed over some power to Su Yu. As Su Yu is getting married soon, Dan Cui is in charge of the Jiashan courtyard.

Jiashan also transferred Jianlan, the daughter of the old lady Wen who had married Zhan Yue, from the Duke of Anguo's mansion. In addition, during this period, Suyu also brought Caiwei, Taoyao, and Luyi, several maids, to take charge of the affairs of the princess's mansion.

Nanny Zheng rarely appears in person anymore.

The princess's wet nurses were honored according to the rules. Those who were close to the princess, like Madam Zheng, lived with her in the princess's mansion, while those who were not close to her were sent back to their hometowns by the princess.

Madam Zheng was an old friend of Empress Pei, and had been in love with Jiashan for more than ten years. In the previous life, Jiashan forced her to leave when Emperor Zhanghe was about to die.

In this life, since everything is different, Jiashan can't bear to part with her wet nurse since childhood.

It seemed that Madam Zheng had expected Jiashan to come. In the teapot in her courtyard, Jiashan's favorite tea, Junshan Yinzhen, was brewing.

Gently blowing on the tea leaves, Nanny Zheng poured tea for Jiashan. Her voice was just as Jiashan remembered from his childhood, warm and powerful.

She said, "I heard that Su Yu is getting married, so I prepared a generous gift for her. It's in the dressing table on the right. Please give it to her tomorrow, Princess."

Jiashan looked at Madam Zheng and whispered, "Madam, why don't you give it to me yourself?"

"I am old," Madam Zheng smiled, "I can't handle such a lively occasion."

Jiashan looked closely at Nanny Zheng's face and saw that her skin had begun to sag. Her thinness and looseness could not be concealed under the layers of makeup.

Jiashan said, "Thank you for worrying about me these past few years, Madam."

"What are you talking about?" Madam Zheng said respectfully. "The princess is smart and has always had her own ideas. After she grew up, she no longer asked me to worry about anything."

"Then I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again today." Jiashan stared into Nanny Zheng's eyes.

She uttered a few words slowly: "I don't know, is Mammy still willing?"