Chapter 217 Pregnancy
Lu Mingchao frowned and said, "Gu Huai's hand is so long, won't that person be afraid?"
It is both an offering of beauty and auspiciousness.
"As long as I am still under that person's control, I will not only not feel jealous, but will also feel that Gu Huai is very pleasing to my heart."
Lu Mingchao thought about it and felt that it made sense.
How could the tiger, the king of a hundred heads, care about the howling?
All the methods that you thought were meticulous and clever were nothing more than fun to make him laugh in his eyes.
Lu Mingchao didn't want to be affected by his irritable mood, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why are you wearing white clothes today?"
Since she met Xie Yan, she rarely saw Xie Yan wearing white clothes. Nine out of ten days he wore black robes.
The most vivid memory is the wedding dress I wore on my wedding day.
Lu Yao also likes the colors blue and white, and they are common together, like a pair of black and white evil spirits.
"Is there something wrong?" Xie Yan suddenly became a little restrained.
Lu Mingchao said sweetly, "Ayan is wearing white clothes, but he is a banished immortal in the world."
Xie Yan's earlobes turned slightly red. "Among all the people I have ever seen and known, only Lu Yao is most worthy of the title of exiled immortal."
He was also very curious about how Lu Yao, who came from a farming family, cultivated such a demeanor as the lonely pine branches and the light snow.
It is not all gold and jade, but rotten cotton inside.
The books of sages that he has read and the teachings of sages that he has learned are the basis for Lu Yao’s self-confidence.
Lu Mingchao pinched Xie Yan's earlobe mischievously, and only let go when blood was dripping from his eyes. "There are thousands of different kinds of people, and the immortals above the nine heavens should also be thousands of different."
"Yesterday, I heard from Uncle Chen that my second brother asked for leave from the headmaster of Qingyun Academy again."
"There are only a few months left before the autumn examination. My second brother no longer wants to work hard and study hard. Instead, he becomes more carefree and goes out more often, and it is difficult to find his whereabouts."
Having seen the Ming Dynasty's ease and composure many times, Xie Yan only felt that the Ming Dynasty in this state was very cute and eye-catching.
Xie Yan unconsciously bent his eyebrows and softened his voice, "In order to complete the private school that Shu Yuan has been dreaming of, he must ask Lu Yao to finalize some details."
"Besides, with Lu Yao's knowledge, there's no need to study very hard."
Lu Mingchao: "Even if you don't sharpen your spear before the battle, it will still shine."
Xie Yan: Isn’t this formation coming too early?
"Mother, mother."
Xie Jingyi seems to have grown taller, but she is still as soft and chubby as a small dough ball.
Looking in the direction of the voice, Xie Jingyi was holding Yunniang's clothes in her small hands. Yunniang was holding a wooden tray with a white porcelain stew pot on it.
Lu Mingchao hurried over to greet her, smiling, "Mom, when you make soup, just call me and I'll come over to drink it. Why would you need to bring it to me?"
Yunniang placed the tray on the wooden table next to the bamboo forest. "It's only a few steps away. It's a good opportunity for me to stretch my old bones."
"Your father moved to the city and no longer had to tend to the farmland. He finally got to enjoy a peaceful life. But the old man had been busy for most of his life and couldn't sit still. He would go fishing in the river every now and then to kill time."
"Look, he's out fishing again before daybreak."
"Luckily, the old guy actually caught two."
"These past few days, I noticed that you were not very energetic, so I made some fresh soup during the rain."
"Chao Chao, there are endless things to do in this world, and there are endless worries. You should walk, stop, and rest when necessary."
Yunniang felt very distressed when she saw Lu Mingchao's slightly haggard face, and couldn't help but say a few more words.
After the Chinese New Year, the Ming Dynasty was busy and had no time to rest.
During the busiest time, I work day and night.
As a mother, she saw it all and felt anxious.
I couldn't help, so I could only do my best to stew soup and take care of Ming Chao's health.
"Mother, I know what's going on."
"After this period of time, you can take a break." Lu Mingchao took Yunniang's arm and said gently.
Xie Jingyi patted her chest and said, "Grandma, Sanbao will look after mom."
Yunniang smiled lovingly and touched Xie Jingyi's head.
Although not a blood relative of the Ming Dynasty, he is caring, well-behaved and kin to his family.
After a while, we really get along like family.
Huaiqian and Ruan each have their own merits.
The moment the lid of the white porcelain soup bowl is opened, the fish soup becomes milky white and the rich and fragrant aroma fills the air.
Lu Mingchao smelled a fishy smell.
My stomach churned uncontrollably and I couldn't help but vomit.
Eyes were red and tears were welling up.
Lu Mingchao took two steps back. The fishy smell lingering in his nose gradually dissipated, and his complexion gradually returned to normal.
"Chao Chao."
Yunniang patted Lu Mingchao's back gently, her brows furrowed.
She was an experienced person, and her first thought was that Chao Chao was pregnant.
But he remembered what Chaochao had said, that he had fallen into a lotus pond in the Marquis's Mansion and suffered from a cold body, so he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, for fear of being too happy for nothing.
"Chao Chao, let's find a doctor."
Xie Yan also looked worried. "I will go find Doctor Zhang from Nanshan Hall to check your pulse."
Lu Mingchao's evil intention did not subside, and he nodded with tears in his eyes.
Not long after, Doctor Zhang from Nanshan Hall came in hurriedly.
Doctor Zhang frowned slightly, stroked his beard with one hand, and placed the other hand on Lu Mingchao's wrist. His eyes widened slightly, and a look of joy appeared between his brows. "Congratulations, Mr. Lu."
"The Shaoyin pulse is very active, flowing back and forth smoothly, and feels round and smooth under the fingers, like beads rolling on a plate. It is undoubtedly a happy pulse."
"It's more than a month."
Doctor Zhang of Nanshan Hall was one of the doctors in charge of random inspections of rice and grain at Chaofu Grain Store, and was also familiar with Lu Mingchao.
Lu Mingchao:!!!
Happy pulse?
Lu Mingchao was stunned and raised his hand to touch his lower abdomen in a daze.
No, she has fallen into the icy lake, how can she get pregnant so easily?
What happened to the agreement that if one falls into water one will catch a cold and it will harm one's offspring?
As God is my witness, the number of times she and Xie Yan had sex can be counted on one hand.
Xie Yan was stunned at first, but when he came to his senses, his eyes and eyebrows revealed a joy that was hard to conceal.
He and the Ming Dynasty's children.
"Ming Dynasty, I..."
Xie Yan's joy came to an abrupt end.
There was confusion, helplessness, and a hint of rejection on Ming Chao's face, but there was no joy in becoming a mother.
Xie Yan suddenly remembered the night when he and Ming Chao first met, and Ming Chao had repeatedly stated that he would never have any more children in his lifetime.
At this moment, Xie Yan clearly realized that pregnancy was really not in Ming Dynasty's plan.
Yunniang's eyes kept moving between Lu Mingchao and Xie Yan, and she was sensitive to the unusual atmosphere.
"Thank you, Doctor Zhang."
"I'll have to trouble Dr. Zhang to give me more instructions on what I need to pay attention to."
"Doctor Zhang, this way please."
Xie Jingyi tilted her head, blinked her round eyes, put her fingers on her lips, and said softly, "What is the pulse of happiness!"
Yunniang reached out her hand, held Xie Jingyi in her arms, and led Doctor Zhang to the courtyard nearby.
In the bamboo forest, only Lu Mingchao and Xie Yan were left.
The greasy smell of fish soup drifted into the wind, intertwined with the spring breeze, and continuously poured into Lu Mingchao's nostrils.
Lu Mingchao frowned slightly and patted his chest lightly.
Xie Yan quickly covered the soup cup with a lid, picked up the tray and placed it far away.
Leave the child behind