Chapter 388 Good and Bad
When the news reached the palace, Meng Lingge was feeding fish with Wen Zhiming in Yuehua Palace.
After days of continuous rain, the weather finally cleared up today. The couple stood in front of the pavilion railing, watching the fish playing in the lake.
Meng Lingge was eight months pregnant and quite cumbersome. Wen Zhiming, fearing she would get tired, instructed the maid to move a soft chair to the railing and help Meng Lingge sit down.
He held onto the railing with one hand and rested the other on the back of the soft chair, turning his gaze to look tenderly at Meng Lingge.
The woman in her late pregnancy exuded maternal tenderness, and her attention was all on the child in her womb. Apart from the two of them sharing a bed at night, even when they looked at each other during the day, Meng Lingge was no longer as preoccupied with him as before.
Wen Zhiming was looking at Meng Lingge with deep affection, but Meng Lingge had her hands on her stomach, looking down at the fish in the lake, her smile serene and peaceful, not even glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
Wen Zhiming felt inexplicably wronged.
In order to squeeze out more time to spend with his wife, he even used his lunch break.
In an instant, I felt jealous of my own child, or even a group of fish, which seemed utterly unreasonable.
Well, my wife is going through a lot during her pregnancy, which is exactly the time when she needs his care the most. Instead, he's acting all anxious and insecure. He's just being dramatic.
After a moment of contemplation with his head down, Wen Zhiming calmed himself down.
When Meng Lingge noticed him standing there dumbfounded, and was about to ask him a question, he leaned down and gently pecked her cheek.
The two had dismissed the servants earlier, but the pavilion was empty, and the servants could still see the two figures from a distance.
“Your Majesty…” Meng Lingge’s face flushed, “Someone will see us.”
Even though they've been married for a long time, this man still acts just like he did when they first got married. Whenever he gets the chance, he likes to pester her, sneaking a kiss or a hug every now and then.
It was truly both exciting and frustrating for her.
"So what if they see it? I am close to the Empress. Who dares to say a word against it?" Wen Zhiming said with a roguish expression.
That's what he said, but as soon as Meng Lingge raised an eyebrow, he immediately lowered his eyes and said...
“My wife, your heart is now mostly occupied by your child. The rest is for your mother, your parents, your younger brother and sister, and even your third brother and Doctor Su. But there is no place for me. If I didn’t have to go back to Fengyi Palace every night, you might have forgotten about me.”
That sounds like something a child who can't get candy would say.
Meng Lingge couldn't help but smile.
Reminded by Wen Zhiming, she realized that she had indeed been somewhat cold towards him lately.
Her body was getting heavier and heavier, and when Wen Zhiming held her at night, it made it hard for her to breathe.
So, although the two had shared a bed these past few days, they hadn't been intimate for many days. Wen Zhiming knew the dangers of late pregnancy, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
But he was, after all, a normal, hot-blooded man, and it was indeed hard to bear for him over time.
Wen Zhiming could have had a harem, but he remained chaste for her sake. If she couldn't even offer him a hug or a kiss as comfort, it would truly damage their relationship.
Thinking of this, Meng Lingge beckoned to Wen Zhiming, who leaned down and whispered in his ear.
Come back early tonight.
Her eyes were filled with spring-like joy, and her face was flushed with shyness. In just one glance, Wen Zhiming's grievances vanished.
He couldn't hide the joy on his face; he just wanted to carry his wife back to the Phoenix Palace right now.
When his gaze shifted down to Meng Lingge's abdomen, he immediately snapped out of his daze and said in a serious tone.
"No. The imperial physician and the Empress Dowager both instructed us... to prioritize your health and not to take any risks."
Because Meng Lingge was the only woman in the harem, the imperial physician and the empress dowager both mentioned it tactfully and indirectly, worried that the young women might not know their place.
Realizing his dangerous thought, Wen Zhiming angrily slapped himself. His wife was about to give birth, and he...
What a beast!
After saying that, he resolutely turned away, afraid that if he looked at Meng Lingge any longer, he would be bewitched by the demon and do something bad to harm his wife.
Meng Lingge grabbed his hand from behind and shook it.
Her voice was low and shy.
"I have a way."
There are so many variations on the fire avoidance chart; it's not like you have to take unnecessary risks. Giving a man a little sweetness without hurting yourself isn't that difficult.
The method was simply too embarrassing to mention, let alone speak of.
In these extraordinary times, using it once or twice can serve as a form of marital intimacy.
Wen Zhiming's hand tightened involuntarily as it was being held, and his whole body felt slightly hot.
My wife is really... bad.
He likes it very much.
Wen Zhiming turned around and squatted down next to Meng Lingge's legs, rubbing his face against Meng Lingge's knee.
Then he took Meng Lingge's hand, interlocked their fingers, and placed them on Meng Lingge's protruding belly.
"My wife, I've thought of several names for our children these past few days, and these two are my favorites. If it's a boy, we'll name him Huaiqian, and if it's a girl, we'll name her Woyu. What do you think?"
"A humble gentleman, virtuous and at peace. Holding a beautiful jade, peaceful and joyful. Both names have very auspicious meanings."
Meng Lingge nodded with a smile.
Her son is the Empress, so he certainly needs to be mindful of his conduct. As for her daughter, all she needs is for her to be safe and happy.
"We don't know yet if it's twins, and even if it is, it might not be a boy and a girl. It could be twin boys or twin girls?"
As Meng Lingge's pregnancy progressed, many speculated that she was carrying twins. The imperial physician also said it was highly likely, but this was only speculation, not certainty.
Seeing that Wen Zhiming had already thought of names for his children, Meng Lingge was overjoyed, but also worried that he would be disappointed.
Wen Zhiming smiled mischievously after hearing this.
"It's better to be prepared. Besides, I've come up with several names. Even if it's just twins or twins, or even three or four children, there will be enough names."
"Who can have so many children?" Meng Lingge said angrily, "Three or four in one pregnancy? I can't do that."
"It's so powerful, I can't bear to part with it."
Wen Zhiming looked at Meng Lingge's abdomen with a sorrowful gaze.
"With just one or two children, my wife is already working so hard. If there were more, how much more tired would you be? And you would have even less time to spend with me."
Meng Lingge couldn't stand his persistence and changed the subject, saying, "We'll know the answer in a little over a month. I wonder if I'll be able to attend Prince Li's and my third sister's weddings."
Wen Zhiming frowned upon hearing this. Calculating the days, Meng Lingge was also due to give birth around the end of next month.
His third brother's marriage to Su Leyan and Meng Xiyao's marriage to Gu Yan are both scheduled for the 24th of next month.
All these good things have come at once.
If Meng Lingge's delivery date is after December 24th, she can still attend the couple's wedding. However, if her delivery date is before that date, Meng Lingge will have to stay in confinement for a month, and she won't be able to attend.
Wen Zhiming stood up, his face displeased.
"Why did they have to choose that day of all? Even if my wife hadn't given birth yet, her due date was approaching, and it wouldn't be convenient for her to travel. Besides, she had to attend two wedding banquets in a row. I told them to change the date!"
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