"Wanwan, do we really have another child?"
Shen Xiaohan's eyes sparkled, like a child who had been given candy.
"Really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really!" She held his face, rubbed her nose against his gently.
"I've asked you so many times. How many more times do I have to ask you before you believe me?"
"I, I, I just felt a little surprised, so I was a little overwhelmed for a while."
"Is your Majesty pleased?"
"Happy, of course I'm happy. This is our child."
"Wanwan." He suddenly called her in a wronged tone.
"Hmm?" Tang Wan couldn't understand why his mood changed so quickly and was confused for a moment.
"Why? I always call you by your nickname, and you always call me Your Majesty. Don't you love me at all?"
Tang Wan: “.........?!” I didn’t, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
She held her forehead helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Then what do you want me to call you?"
"Can't you just call me Ah Han, or Xiao Han, or Chen Lang? Moreover, after all this time, you still call yourself a concubine. I call myself me, so why don't you follow me?"
"Hmm..." Ah, hahaha, no wonder they say men remain young until they die, it turns out this is the way of being young, so childish.
"Well, from now on I'll call you the world's most jealous person, how about that?"
Shen Xiaohan hugged her, his body was hot and hot, and Tang Wan was not as strong as him, so she couldn't hide away.
"Why not? The best husband in the world?" He buried his head in her neck, his warm breath spraying on her earlobe, bringing some unreasonable itchiness.
"Last month, you sent Hongyue away from me forty-three times, Chun'er, Xia'er, Qiu'er, and Dong'er away twenty times, and there was also the small kitchen..."
She counted his evil deeds on her fingers, and Shen Xiaohan covered her mouth: "Shouldn't you be closer to me? Can those maids compare with me?"
She blinked, and then she was given a good beating.
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Because she was pregnant with twins, when she was five or six months pregnant, her babies were as big as those of an ordinary pregnant woman at seven or eight months. Shen Xiaohan was very worried. As he watched her belly getting bigger and bigger, he became more and more nervous.
He asked the imperial physician and even many folk doctors to see if they had ever delivered twins. He offered a generous reward to anyone who could ensure the safety of the imperial concubine.
He was worried about the baby in Tang Wan's belly, and at the same time he was troubled by the flood in Jiangnan.
"I don't know what to do. The Jiangnan area has been severely affected by the disaster, and the people below are corrupt. Only if I conduct a secret investigation myself can I find out whether the relief money, clothing, and food have actually been delivered to the people."
Seeing his worried look, Tang Wan reached out and smoothed the furrows between his brows: "Go if you want to, Ahan. I will take good care of myself. You don't have to worry about me."
Shen Xiaohan grabbed her hand and rubbed it against his cheek: "Wait for me, I will come back before you give birth."
"Okay." Tang Wan kissed his forehead and said, "When you go, take good care of yourself and don't frown so often."
Shen Xiaohan hugged her reluctantly for a long time before he was willing to leave.
On the day of departure, he looked at Tang Wan, looking back every few steps, his eyes full of reluctance.
Tang Wan turned her back and didn't look at him.
Only after he walked away did Tang Wan dare to look at his back.
After a disaster, the number of refugees naturally increases, and when there are too many refugees, riots will naturally break out.
She was worried. Even though Shen Xiaohan was skilled and had someone to protect him, she was still worried.
What if something unexpected happened? She couldn't afford it.
The baby in her belly couldn't bear it.
She sincerely made a wish in her heart: "Shen Xiaohan, you must return safely, I still want to be your wife."
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More than a month later, she didn't wait for Shen Xiaohan, but waited for an unexpected guest.
"Your Highness, there are a few people outside the palace gate dressed in decent clothes, claiming to be from your family. What do you think?"
Tang Wan was carried in a sedan chair to see the place, where her good father, Tang Qingqing, who was at odds with her, and Tang Qingqing's biological mother, Concubine Zhang, were located.
"What brings you here?"
"Daughter, you've been married for nearly a year now, and your father has missed you dearly. How about we go in and talk first?"
"There's nothing much to say between us. I think your thinking of me is fake, but borrowing troops is real, right?"
Their kinship was weak, so what was there to reminisce about? No one would visit her for no reason. Perhaps it was because her father, incompetent and cowardly, dared not speak out after being robbed of his city, so he turned to his son-in-law.
The old emperor had an embarrassed expression on his face, and it was obvious that his thoughts had been guessed.
Concubine Zhang was used to playing dumb: "Your Highness, it's not true. We just came to see you. Now that we see you're doing well, we're relieved."
Tang Wan didn't buy it at all: "Well, you guys go."
"You unfilial daughter! Your father has come from afar, and you won't even invite him to your palace for a visit? You are your father's most beloved daughter."
Tang Wan narrowed her eyes, her expression mirroring Shen Xiaohan's. She looked down at Tang Qingqing, "Where are these dogs barking like that? Get these people out now."
The old emperor finally used his trump card: "Don't you want your mother's relics?"
Tang Wan frowned: "Come in."
After they walked for a long distance, Tang Qingqing complained dissatisfiedly, "They didn't even give us a sedan chair. How stingy!"
"Okay, Qingqing, can't you tell where this is? This is not the imperial palace of Northern Qi."
It took about half an hour to finally reach Tang Wan's bedroom.
As soon as Tang Qingqing entered, her eyes kept glancing left and right.
She was surprised to find that the red coral, which she only dared to use to make bracelets, was placed casually in several pots in the hall.
The burning charcoal was silvery, without a trace of smoke.
She actually used the Fu Guangjin, which she wouldn't even use to make clothes, as a curtain! !
Not to mention the colored glass bottles displayed everywhere, and those precious wooden furniture, it is obvious that they are made by top craftsmen.
The more she watched, the more sour she felt, and her mentality began to become unbalanced.
So she blurted out, "I remember that the Emperor of Canglang Nation seems to be over forty years old, long past the childbearing age. Sister, whose child is this?"
After saying that, his eyes were still looking up and down at Tang Wan's bulging belly.
Tang Wan gently took a sip of Biluochun and said, "Someone, slap my mouth."
"How dare you! Tang Wan, who do you think you are? Do you think you're so great just because you're the Imperial Consort? Don't forget how lowly a dog you once were."
She yelled madly, but was kicked to the ground by the nanny, who slapped her left and right, making loud slapping sounds.
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