At the beginning of the hour of Hai, Lan Sheng Courtyard.
Shen Que went to bed early today because he was not feeling well. However, he tossed and turned on the couch, his mind full of what Ge Zheng had just said at the dinner table.
My eyes were sore from closing them, but I couldn't fall asleep.
Just now, Chen Luo invited him to have a meal together. Since Chen Luo came back from Xichuan, he had not met up with his friends very often. It was difficult for Chen Luo to refuse this belated welcoming dinner, so he had to go with them.
When they were halfway through the meal, a cooking maid from the kitchen suddenly brought in a dish of braised pork. There were three pieces of greasy meat, and there were even a few strands of hair on the skin.
Shen Que had a poor appetite to begin with, and when he saw this dish, he couldn't help it. He covered his mouth and rushed out, then ran outside, hugged a wooden barrel and started vomiting.
A man looked into the yard, then slapped his leg in annoyance: "Shut up, kid! That's the bucket I use to store dirty clothes!"
Chen Luo took a step over him, pushed him on the shoulder, and said protectively: "Why are you yelling? It's just a broken bucket. I'll clean it for you later. If I can't clean it, I'll compensate you."
After saying this, he chased after him, stepped forward and patted Shen Que's back gently, to help him calm down.
"What's wrong?" Eleven at the back was a little stunned: "Is there something wrong with the food and wine?"
The maid who served the dishes was still there. Hearing this, she hurriedly said, "Hey, sir, please don't wrongly accuse us. The dishes in the kitchen were all handled by us maids. Even the water used to wash the vegetables is the spring water brought down from the mountain behind. It is so clean. If you don't believe me, you can go and take a look with me."
The Prince Yan's Mansion never treats servants harshly. The meals used by their personal guards are even higher quality than those used by the palace officials. The vegetables are delivered by vegetable vendors personally in the early morning of the same day. It would be a mistake to say that they are not fresh.
Seeing that he had spit out all the liquid in one breath, Shen Luo took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to him: "Use my brother's."
Shen shook his head, scooped some water from the water tank beside him to rinse his mouth, and then took out his handkerchief from his leather belt and wiped the water stains around his lips.
"What's wrong, Ah Que?" Chen Luo asked him with a worried look on his face, "Didn't you tell me last time that you were well again? Why are you feeling sick again today?"
But Shen didn't want him to worry, so he raised his hand and explained: "I think I ate too much greasy meat today, and I feel a little nauseous."
The man in the room drank too much and his voice got louder. He reached out and patted Eleven on the back, teasing, "Eleven, I think Chen Que looks like she has morning sickness, like a woman who has a bad appetite. She will vomit at the sight of a little oil."
Eleven raised his elbow and bumped him: "What nonsense."
Someone beside him also scolded him: "You are a man with a loose mouth, but you are a real man. One person can beat two of you. You compare him to a pregnant woman, then what do you think you are?"
"I'm not talking nonsense. My wife..." When he talked about this, he smiled unconsciously. "My wife was pregnant with her third child last year. She had two little boys before, and they were very troublesome. This one should be a girl at least."
After he said this, everyone laughed and said "Congratulations" to him.
"If you ask me, girls are better. They are obedient and kind. When they go back home during the New Year holidays, they will wear a pink jacket and look like little babes. They will rush over to you, hug your thighs and call you grandpa. That's so beautiful."
The men changed the subject quickly, and after a short while, they were talking about whether it was better to have a boy or a girl. They gathered under the eaves and talked noisily, and the atmosphere was lively even without any wine.
Only Shen had a pale face and a buzzing sound in his ears.
Morning sickness? He won't...
But how could that be possible? He always washed himself clean as soon as Lin Xie left.
Seeing his ugly face, Shen Luo couldn't help but feel distressed, and advised: "Even if you ate something wrong, you shouldn't be sick for so long. You must go with me to see a doctor tomorrow. You might have a cold stomach or gastric reflux. If you delay it any longer, it may hurt your body."
"I'm fine," Shen said, trying to stay alert. "I'll ask Yuanzhi to get me some medicine tomorrow."
Chen Luo couldn't persuade him, so he had to say: "It's up to you, but after you finish taking those few doses of medicine, if you still don't feel better, you can come with me, do you hear me?"
Shen nodded.
"You'd better hear it," Shen Luo was afraid that he would take it to heart, so he deliberately emphasized his tone, "In two days, I will go to Lansheng Courtyard to ask that little slave. If you are still sick, I will find a few people to carry you to the clinic and see who will be embarrassed then."
He didn't finish the meal and was afraid that vomiting would spoil everyone's mood, so he had to leave the table first.
Shen fell on the couch, curled up in the quilt, thinking about the man's words. He put his hand on his lower abdomen, touched it, and it was still flat and soft, and there was no unusual movement inside.
At this moment, the door suddenly creaked, and the next moment, Lin Xie pushed the door open with ease.
He picked up the bolt that had fallen on the ground, then gently pushed it into the door, and then slowly walked towards the person on the couch.
"I've told you so many times, but you never learn your lesson," Lin Xie sighed solemnly, "Every time I come back, I have to pick the lock. Isn't that tiring?"
The person on the couch moved, turned around, and faced him coldly with his back.
Lin Xie smiled, leaned forward, and kissed him on the head, and then said with a hint of resentment: "You, you don't know how to be caring."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to hold his waist again, and his palm accidentally touched his lower abdomen. Shen's heart tightened and he pulled his hand away with resistance.
Lin Xie was not annoyed. He took out a pair of golden anklets from his sleeve, then reached into the mattress and grabbed his ankle.
Shen struggled subconsciously, tilted his neck and stared at him, somewhat panicked.
"I'll give you something," Lin Xie picked up the gold chain, wrapped it around his ankle, and said ambiguously, "You and I are not husband and wife now, but we are better than husband and wife."
"Ah Que refused to love me, but I love you."
The gold chain was icy cold, but Lin Xie's hands were hot, and there was still a little moisture. His long hair was half wet and tied low behind his back with a brocade ribbon.
Although he had an ordinary appearance, Shen sometimes felt that he seemed to have an extraordinary aura. Between the light and shadow of the lamplight, there were always a few moments when he could actually catch a glimpse of the prince's shadow in Lin Xie.
But after the trance, Shen's heart suddenly arose with a sense of guilt and remorse——
How could he confuse this bad guy with the prince?
In his heart, His Highness was a person without equal in the world, as graceful as the wind in the pine trees, the moon in the water, and as pure as jade and ice. Naturally, no one could match him. The prince was the prince, and Lin Xie was Lin Xie, he reminded himself secretly.
But after a moment of distraction, Lin Xie tied the anklets around his ankles. Now Shen moved again, and with just a slight tremor, the golden bells between his feet jingled.
Lin Xie's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
Now that I have the ankle chain, the next thing is... the waist chain.
…
The pure gold waist chain shook violently, and the half-attached and half-hanging golden sheet trembled with the golden bell and made a slight sound.
Lin Xie hooked his hands around his waist and measured it casually: "You haven't gained weight, but the flesh around your abdomen is not firm anymore, it's a little soft..."
It feels very good.
After a pause, he deliberately started jokingly: "I heard that you often took leave from the training grounds in the past two months. Are you lazy now?"
Shen wanted to answer, but unfortunately he was face down with his whole face buried in the quilt, and Lin Xie was holding the back of his neck, so he couldn't move at all.
When Lin Xie got tired of playing, he reached out to the front, but Shen was startled and quickly stood up, covering her body with her hands to prevent him from touching her.
Lin Xie found his expression funny, so he was not in a hurry. He looked at the place where his hands were protecting with a half-smile: "We've touched it several times before, why don't you let me do it today? Why are you being so coquettish for no reason?"
It was really hard for Shen to speak out the ridiculous guess in his mind, but even if he said it, would Lin Xie stop?
Shen didn't even dare to think about what he would do if he knew that the two of them might be pregnant.
So he had to put his legs together and slowly raised his hand to gesture: "It hurts."
"Where does it hurt?" Lin Xie laughed, as if he was laughing at his lame lie. "I haven't done it for a few days, how can it hurt?"
But the man in front of him kept saying that it hurt and refused to do it. Lin Xie knew that he was not in a good state these days, so he showed a little kindness and did not force him.
"That won't work," Lin Xie said with a smile, "It won't hurt anywhere else, right?"
But Shen knew what he was talking about, and her face suddenly turned red.
…
As soon as Lin Xie finished speaking, Chen Que's face became even uglier. Before he could speak, Chen Que covered his mouth and ran barefoot to the window, stroking the window frame and vomited again.
Lin Xie chased after him and put one of his own clothes on him. Then he frowned, a little annoyed in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Is it so unpalatable?"
In the past, everyone around him would try their best to please him. If he wanted them to cry, they would not dare to laugh. Only Shen made him take so much trouble to coax him, and despite all his efforts, he still refused to listen.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Shen leaned over again and retched twice, but this time he couldn't vomit anything.
Lin Xie looked at his trembling back, the pain he was feeling, and suddenly he felt an itchy sensation in his heart, like an ant biting him, and a bit of sour pain.
This unprecedented feeling made him uncontrollably anxious, so he turned around and kicked over the tea table beside the couch. The porcelain tea set on the table flew out, leaving a white mark on the ground and scattered fragments.
Shen was surprised by his action, turned around and stared at him in a daze.
But Lin Xie couldn't explain what was wrong with him. He suddenly felt irritated and angry. Because he kicked barefoot, his feet were still hurting.
He refused to explain why he suddenly became like this. He just quickly put on his clothes, not even his socks, put on his short boots, and walked out.
A spring rain came to the yard at night.
Yuan Zhi, who heard the noise, ran over from the back room, stood outside the room, looked at the mess on the ground, and said in panic: "Sir..."
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Someone is starting to go crazy, don't worry.
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