Mo Tingzhu's health is much better than before. At least, he doesn't suffer from minor illnesses so often anymore.
Tang Wan thought about it and took the pregnancy pill.
Mo Tingzhu has changed a lot since we first met.
He is now in his twenties, and in an ordinary family, he would already be the father of several children.
Nothing like him, he doesn't even have any children.
Xiaobai also told her that men are in better health before the age of 25. After this period, the children they conceive may have physical defects.
It may not be saved.
Just in case, the time is ripe now, it is a good time to get pregnant. She is still young and can recover quickly.
She touched her flat belly, and a look of tenderness appeared in her eyes.
She was looking forward to having a little glutinous rice ball that would obediently call her "mother". Just thinking about it made her heart melt.
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A month later, Xiaobai disappeared. Although I was prepared, I still felt a little lost.
Xiaobai has been with her for so long that he has become like a family member to her.
Her belly hadn't changed at this moment, it was flat and without any curve at all.
She lived a leisurely life every day, occasionally looking at the account book, and otherwise admiring the flowers and supervising Mo Tingzhu. The day passed like that.
She wrote a lot of storybooks to kill time.
After seeing it, her personal maid suggested printing it out and selling it. Unexpectedly, the sales were very good, and many people urged her to publish the next volume.
She used the pen name Qingshan Jushi, so many people thought she was a man.
However, Tang Wan was not very enthusiastic about writing a sequel.
The first is that writing this is very tiring and exhausting. After all, I am a pregnant woman and it is inevitable that I will feel overwhelmed.
Secondly, she just wrote it to kill time when she was bored. The palace was rich, and she herself was rich too. She had no shortage of money, so naturally she was too lazy to think about the sequel.
She put this matter aside for the time being as she had something else to do.
Her sister actually sent her an invitation to a flower viewing party.
She actually knew that holding a flower-viewing banquet just one month after getting married was nothing more than a way to show off something, but the relationship between the two of them was extremely bad, and she couldn't understand why Tang Qingyue invited her.
It's obvious that the weasel is paying a New Year's visit to the chicken, with ulterior motives.
But she wanted to see what Tang Qingyue was thinking.
Maybe it's just a simple show-off.
She has been feeling really bored these days, so it would be nice to go out for a walk.
The flower viewing banquet is scheduled for three days later.
After Mo Tingzhu learned about this, he was very angry.
"Why didn't you discuss this with me in advance?" He was so angry that his hair stood on end, and his neatly combed hair all fell down.
"I'm just thinking, I'm going to have some fun, it's just right, it can relieve my boredom, and you can also have a day off."
"Then you have to take me with you." He pursed his lips, looking very unhappy.
He originally had a cold face, but making such a childish expression actually diluted the coldness on his face.
"That won't do. This is for the ladies. How can you, a man, follow me?"
"Can't I pretend to be your guard?" His voice became lower and lower, and he was obviously a little jealous.
"There won't be any male guests here. Can you come pick me up when the time comes?" She pulled his sleeve and shook it left and right.
"Oh, okay, okay." Mo Tingzhu was coaxed by Shunmao, and he grabbed her and kissed her.
Tang Wan tilted her head back and was forced to endure it.
Xiaobai told her that there would be no problem with the baby in her belly as long as she didn't take any medicine.
So she never refused Mo Tingzhu.
But I still had to be much more careful in my actions.
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Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Today, Tang Wan wore a light lotus-colored gold-woven jacket and skirt embroidered with butterflies and orchids.
She wore a fox fur cape, and her face was buried in the fur collar of the cape, making her face look small and pointed.
She didn't wear many special ornaments, just a pair of pearl earrings, two hairpins and pearl and jade flowers in her hair.
She wore light-colored clothes, which made her skin look even whiter and was pleasing to the eye.
She didn't take the largest carriage, but chose the most comfortable one, which was covered with thick cushions. Because the space was not large, it was especially warm inside.
She likes it very much.
On the small table, there are also fresh fruits sent from the farm. They are all grown in the greenhouse, and there are only these.
She has recently taken a liking to sour apricots. Others find them sour to their teeth, but she thinks they are just right.
The palace was not far from the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's palace, and the carriage arrived after traveling for an incense stick of time.
Just show the invitation to the servant and you can enter.
She was led by a maid to the flower viewing hall.
This place is filled with all kinds of rare flowers and plants and is extremely beautiful.
I wonder where all these blooming flowers come from in winter.
But she didn't care too much, just watched it.
She found a secluded spot to sit.
This position is perfect. She can see clearly and is not too close to the center. She seldom goes out and probably not many people recognize her. This is the best.
After all, with her status, she doesn't need to curry favor with anyone, but she is too lazy to deal with others, so she can only sit farther away.
Tang Qingyue arrived a quarter of an hour later. She was dressed extremely luxuriously today, with her hair full of jewels, which was dazzling to the eyes.
At this moment, she didn't seem like a person, but more like a jewelry pile, as if she wanted to wear all the jewelry.
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