Chapter 727 Do you want a son or a daughter?
Monk raised his eyebrows slightly.
He thought about it, then said, "Now, there's no rush."
Arslan asked, "Do you still want to wait?"
"wait!"
“…”
"Some things, we've been preparing for so long, we don't mind waiting a little longer. Besides, if something goes wrong, all our efforts will be wasted."
"That's right." Arslan nodded.
After Monk finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face again: "I also want to show more concern for the Nanming County Master."
Arslan looked at the small piece of paper and said nothing.
Monk turned his head to look at him, and said with a half-smile: "What about you? Is there anything you want to say to her?"
Arslan was silent for a long time and shook his head: "Even if I want to say it, I'm afraid she doesn't want to listen."
“…”
"This time, if I hadn't stepped in and kidnapped her grandmother, then kidnapped her, and brought her on a bumpy ride, she wouldn't have suffered so much. If something really happened to her this time, then—"
Having said this, he himself was a little unable to continue.
Monk glanced at him.
Arslan stood up and said, "Since the emperor said that matter needs to wait a little longer, then I will go down and see if there is anything else that needs to be prepared."
"Yeah." Monk nodded and said, "Also, we over there should also be careful."
"Yes. I will take my leave."
Monk also stood up holding the pigeon and said, "I'll go out with you."
Arslan asked, "Where is the emperor going?"
Monk walked out with him and said, "The weather is so nice, I'll go to the harem and take a look."
“…”
Arslan gave him a strange look.
He knew very well that since Monk ascended the throne, officials in the court, including princes, had given him many beautiful women, but precisely because of this, Monk rarely went to the harem.
Everyone knows that a beautiful woman's gentle embrace is a trap for men.
But today, he took the initiative to go to the harem.
Arslan asked, "Your Majesty, which lady do you want to visit?"
Munch didn't say anything, but just lowered his head, stroked the cooing pigeon in his arms, smiled, turned and walked towards the harem.
Arslan watched his back disappear in front of him, was silent for a while, then turned and left.
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In the next few days, Nan Yan rested and took care of her pregnancy in Prince Yan's mansion.
Li Langzhong came to take her pulse every day, so her body recovered quickly. After the first two months, her belly began to grow noticeably bigger.
It feels like a small pot on the belly.
After the initial novelty wore off, troubles began to arise. My belly became bigger, my waist became extremely sore, and gradually, my calves became a little swollen.
Every day after dinner, Xiaoyu would support her and walk around the yard several times.
It was Zhu Feng's order.
Because the doctor said that pregnant women should exercise more so that the delivery will be smoother in the future.
After walking a few laps, Nan Yan started to act like a spoiled brat: "I'm so tired, Xiaoyu, let's go back."
"No. We agreed to do five laps a day, and this is only three."
"But I'm really tired and can't walk anymore."
Nan Yan grabbed her hand, shook it, and said bitterly, "Look, my legs are swollen."
Ran Xiaoyu was originally very hard-hearted, but ever since Nan Yan became pregnant, a series of pregnancy reactions made her feel very distressed. Whenever Nan Yan started to act coquettishly, she was a little helpless.
But at this moment, Zhu Feng's voice came from behind: "Can't walk anymore? Do you want me to carry you?"
When she heard his voice, Nan Yan shuddered with fear: "Hey!"
Ran Xiaoyu quickly turned around and said to Zhu Feng, "This servant pays homage to His Majesty."
Nan Yan turned around cautiously and saw Zhu Feng slowly walking in from outside.
Because he was in the Prince of Yan's Mansion, he no longer had to wear a dragon robe every day like he did in the Jinling Palace. Instead, he could dress more casually.
The dark blue gown he wore today, though simple, fitted him well. The jade-colored belt tied it tightly around his waist, making his slim waist and ape back look even more elegant.
The sight of him walking in under the sunlight made Nan Yan’s eyes widen suddenly.
Then, he couldn't help but look down at his pot-lid-like belly.
Zhu Feng came over and said to Ran Xiaoyu, "You can leave now."
"yes."
Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly retreated.
Zhu Feng walked over step by step and grabbed her wrist.
Nan Yan immediately became intimidated and said softly, "Your Majesty..."
"Why, do you really want me to carry you?"
"I dare not, I dare not, but..." She said softly: "I am really tired."
“…”
Hearing her soft voice, Zhu Feng wanted to keep a straight face, but he couldn't do it, especially when he saw that she was pregnant and her waist must be very sore, not like usual.
So he sighed and said softly, "Walk around again."
“…”
"I brought you some fresh osmanthus cake. Walk around a bit and then you can eat it."
"real?"
When Nan Yan heard there was fresh osmanthus cake, her eyes lit up and she grabbed Zhu Feng's wrist with her backhand: "Hurry up, hurry up!"
This time, she was walking very fast, with no trace of the weak and fragile girl she was just now.
Zhu Feng was both angry and amused by her, but there was nothing he could do.
She finished the lap very quickly, almost jogging. Nan Yan returned to the room happily and saw a plate of fragrant osmanthus cake on the table. She couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it into her mouth.
“So sweet!”
She squinted her eyes as she ate: "It's sweeter than anything I've ever tasted before."
"This is the first batch of newly opened osmanthus flowers this year. I picked them and made osmanthus cake for you."
"tasty!"
Nanyan ate two bites of each and was very satisfied.
Zhu Feng smiled and shook his head, reaching out to wipe the powdered sugar off the corner of her mouth.
These days, Nan Yan's appetite has become much bigger than before. She was greedy to begin with, and now she can eat even more. However, after eating so much, she doesn't know where the food went.
There is still not much meat on his body.
Only the belly has become noticeably bigger.
Zhu Feng looked at her like this and said, "You're really weird. I've heard that other pregnant women either like to eat sour or spicy food, but why do you prefer sweet food?"
"I don't know, I just want to eat something sweet."
"You are like this, I don't know whether you are pregnant with a prince or a princess."
Hearing what he said, Nan Yan put down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she had taken a bite of and looked up at him: "Your Majesty, do you want me to give birth to a prince or a princess?"
Zhu Feng also looked at her.
He said, "I only have one son, Chengxuan, but I want a daughter."
“…”
"It's better to be like you."
Hearing him say this, Nan Yan immediately laughed.
"but--"
The next moment, Zhu Feng said again: "I still hope that you can give me a son."
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