Wei Jing immediately said, "Then change one."
He called Nanny Ping into the room and asked her to change the food immediately. He did not want chicken soup. After thinking about it, he specifically asked for venison.
Venison has no fat and is not greasy, so Shao Qing likes to eat it very much.
Nanny Ping left in a hurry.
Wei Jing reached out to touch his wife's face. Seeing that Shao Qing's face was a little pale, he frowned and asked, "Are you tired today?"
He was annoyed and distressed, and at the same time worried. His wife was not a delicate person. She had lost her appetite for several days, and it was not because of the hot summer. How could this be allowed?
Thinking that he would have to call Yan Ming to check her pulse tomorrow, Wei Jing held her in his arms and patted her gently: "Eat a little, and then we can go to bed early, okay?"
His arms were as broad and warm as ever. After taking a deep breath of the familiar scent, Shao Qing tilted his head and leaned into his arms, saying "hmm".
She was not in good spirits and her voice was muffled. Wei Jing held her on his lap, bent down to kiss her, and patted her even more gently.
A bowl of pea flour was quickly served. The crystal clear flour was cut into cubes, refreshing and fragrant. The fragrant venison sauce was sprinkled with green onions.
The food is delicious and you can tell that the small kitchen took a lot of thought.
Wei Jing brought it over, tasted it first and was satisfied. He didn't give it to his wife, but directly scooped a spoonful and handed it to her lips: "Not bad, refreshing and delicious, you try it."
The powder has a fine texture and is very elastic. The fried golden venison sauce is tender and fragrant.
But when she handed it to Shao Qing's lips, she felt a strong smell of mutton rushing to her head, and her stomach churned instantly. She frowned, covered her lips, and pushed him away violently.
She felt like vomiting.
But I didn't want to vomit on him.
Unexpectedly, Wei Jing did not retreat but advanced, threw the bowl away and hugged her, asking anxiously, "What's going on?"
Shao Qing couldn't bear it any longer. He couldn't break free so he could only try to turn his head away.
"vomit."
She vomited out all the little food in her stomach, but still felt uncomfortable, so she held onto the corner of the table and retched.
Wei Jing's expression changed drastically: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The distance was so close that the dirt splashed on the hem of his trousers, but Wei Jing didn't pay any attention to it. He patted his wife's back anxiously and shouted, "Quick! Someone, go and call Yan Ming!"
Due to the cautious habits they developed in the beginning, the couple did not really like to have someone standing in the house to serve them closely. They asked them to wait in the outer room or outside the house and only call when they needed someone. Upon hearing the noise, guards such as Wang Jing hurried out, while Nanny Ping and others hurried into the house to fetch water, sweep the room and serve.
Shao Qing had stopped vomiting and was leaning on Wei Jing's arms with his face up. Wei Jing was extremely anxious. He urged Yan Ming to call him again and again, then quickly picked her up, walked to the bedside, and carefully put her down.
He half-hugged his wife and took the water to help her rinse her mouth. Seeing that Shao Qing's face was pale and weak, he became furious.
"How do you serve your master?"
Although his wife was frail, she was always in good health and seldom fell ill. Wei Jing changed his mind and immediately believed that it was because the woman had eaten cold snacks at the banquet and the cold air entered her stomach.
He flew into a rage and shouted harshly, and Nanny Ping and the others knelt down in panic and begged for mercy. Shao Qing took a breath, opened his eyes, tugged at his sleeve, and forced a smile: "No, the snacks are still hot."
She touched her stomach, which still felt uncomfortable. She felt that she might have some stomach problems recently and vomiting was a serious symptom.
Wei Jing held back and didn't continue to scold. He glanced at everyone coldly and said, "Everyone, get out."
Shao Qing raised her eyes and said, "My husband, I'm fine, don't worry."
After vomiting everything out, she felt much better and more energetic, but her face was pale and her lips were dull. She leaned softly in his arms, and there was a kind of weakness that she didn't have on usual days.
Wei Jing felt extremely distressed, and quickly laid her down, pulled the quilt over her, tucked her in and coaxed her, "Cunshan will be here soon, you should take a rest first."
Shao Qing nodded and closed his eyes.
Yan Ming did arrive quickly. However, he was not satisfied with having to call people at night every time, so he walked in with a sullen face, turned around the screen, and saw Wei Jing half-kneeling beside the bed, holding Shao Qing's hand, his expression tense, as if facing a great enemy.
He curled his lips and said, "It's just vomiting, what's the big deal?"
Yan Ming always had this expression, and Wei Jing was used to it and didn't care. When he saw someone coming, he immediately stood up and made room for him: "Cunshan is here? Come and take a look."
Yan Ming was not in a hurry. He waited for Nanny Ping to bring a round stool, then he sat down slowly and placed three fingers on Shao Qing's pulse.
After listening for a moment, he raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.
Wei Jing was anxious: "How can we save her? Did she eat something unclean? She has lost her appetite in recent days. Does she need some stomach care?"
With these repeated questions, Yan Ming's usual composure and calmness were completely gone. He rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "No need."
"this?"
Wei Jing was stunned, confused, and hurried to ask, but Yan Ming said directly: "The pulse is smooth, like beads rolling on a plate, this is undoubtedly a slippery pulse. She is pregnant for more than a month, and a slight loss of appetite is normal, there is no need to take care of it."
say what?
Pregnant?
It was like a thunderbolt exploding out of nowhere, making people's heads buzz. Yan Ming said a long string of words, but only these two words caught everyone's attention.
Wei Jing, who was steady and self-controlled, lost his ability to react for the first time. After he repeated the word "pregnant" in his mind several times, he was ecstatic.
"But is it true? Cunshan, is it true?!"
Wei Jing naturally had no doubts about Yan Ming's medical skills, but now that he kept asking him questions, a surge of emotion surged out, almost bursting through his chest, and his eyebrows and eyes were already filled with joy.
"Of course it's true."
Seeing his condition, Yan Ming, whose wife was about to give birth, also smiled a little: "She is in good health. It is normal for her to have a poor appetite after getting pregnant. She doesn't need to take medicine to take care of herself. It's okay for her to eat less in the next two months. Forcing her will only backfire."
"good!"
Wei Jing turned his head and looked at his wife who had turned over and sat up with a look of surprise. He asked hurriedly, "So is it okay if she has been feeling a little unwell recently? Will it always be like this? She..."
Yan Ming was bombarded with a long string of questions, but, rarely, he showed any disdain and answered them patiently.
"It's okay. Her symptoms are very mild. The fetal breathing is not strong at the beginning of pregnancy, so there is no need to deliberately replenish it. As for whether it will always be like this, it depends on each person. But you need to be especially careful in the next two months, don't fall, and don't overwork yourself..."
Wei Jing listened attentively, took note of everything, and asked repeatedly about things he didn't understand. Finally, he let Yan Ming go.
Nanny Ping and others outside were delighted to hear the good news, but they did not dare to enter unless they were summoned. There was a faint commotion outside, but the inner room was quiet, with only the couple inside.
Wei Jingxing rushed back to the bed: "Ah Qing!"
"Um."
Shao Qing still maintained the same posture as before, sitting up with the quilt around her, with a hand pressed against her lower abdomen.
After a long wait, she was really pregnant.
She is going to be a mother!
This is such a magical and shocking news, it is just like a dream, making one's head dizzy and unable to tell east from west, south from north.
Shao Qing was a little confused about what day it was. When she heard the voice, she looked up and saw her husband's brows were full of joy, and his voice changed in tone with joy. In his dark and bright pupils, a small image of her was reflected, with the same look of disbelief in her eyes.
"Ah Qing!"
Wei Jing called out again, strode forward, and hugged her tightly: "We have a child, I'm going to be a father!"
Before he got pregnant, he heard that in order to conceive more easily, he would have to slow down his sexual intercourse. He was not happy about this, but he decided to let nature take its course without giving it much thought.
But now it was real, the overwhelming sense of joy that came from out of nowhere made his heart tremble, and joy rushed through his blood, and every part of his body was filled with joy.
He even wanted to cry, he was going to be a father, and his child was growing in his wife's belly.
He carefully reached into the quilt and placed his hand on the back of Shao Qing's hand: "There are still nine months left. He will be born tomorrow summer."
Wei Jing's voice was filled with longing and joy, but also with deep surprise. He opened his eyes wide with an incredible expression.
Zhenzhen had never seen him like this before, and Shao Qing couldn't help but chuckle.
"Well, he will be born next summer."
With this chuckle, her wandering thoughts returned to reality.
Yes, she is really going to be a mother.
A new life is growing in her belly and will be born in nine months.
Very amazing.
But true.
She was extremely happy, with joy pouring out from her eyes and brows.
Wei Jing's big palm covered her hand, and under her palm was her soft belly. Shao Qing snuggled into his arms, with emotions surging in her heart.
If you listen carefully, you will find that in addition to the overflowing joy, there is also another strange emotion surging.
She had a child in this different time and space.
A child who is connected to her by blood and can never be separated.
It was this child that suddenly tied her closely to this different time and space.
Shao Qing has always felt like an outsider. All her sense of belonging to this time and space came from Wei Jing. There is nothing wrong with this, of course. Wei Jing is a very good person. As the relationship between husband and wife grows deeper, this sense of belonging also gradually deepens.
But anyway, it's still a little bit lacking.
Shao Qing had never thought deeply about this question, but if you asked her where she was from? She would definitely tell you about her past life without hesitation.
The arrival of this child is like the sprouting of a root, which has just poked its head out and is very weak and small. But Shao Qing always had a premonition that it would take root deeply in this soil in the future and completely merge her with this time and space.
Is this really true?
Shao Qing didn't know and didn't think too much about it. She also covered her lower abdomen with her other hand and pressed her cheek against Wei Jing's chest. Listening to the strong heartbeat inside, she smiled.
"very nice."
…
Indeed, it was really good. Wei Jing, who heard the good news, couldn't close his eyes for half the night.
Excited.
His wife had no appetite, but she tried to eat something. He patted her softly and coaxed her, and she fell asleep quickly, while he was full of energy and not at all sleepy.
His chest was still full, and he didn't know how to vent this joy. Sometimes he kissed and pecked her gently, and sometimes he listened quietly to the long breathing of the person in his arms, with his palms covering her waist and abdomen, never leaving.
In the darkness, Wei Jing suddenly felt like crying.
He thought of his mother and his brother.
His mother had a kind look on her face and smiled as she took his hand and said, "Now that you're married, you're adults. You need to live in harmony with your spouse and give me a little grandson soon."
At that time, he expressed his dissatisfaction, saying that he had grown up for many years and why did he still have to wait to get married? Look how many invading enemies he has killed.
The emperor's elder brother wrote to him, saying that his little nephew has grown so much, is so handsome and lovable, and has learned many things. As his uncle, you must remember not to fall behind and must seize the opportunity.
At that time, he was still in the midst of an ongoing war with the Tatars. He didn't even think about children. He just picked up his pen and replied, "How good-looking could that little red monkey be?" Brother, don't deceive me.
All of the above joy was short-lived and soon disappeared like smoke, obliterated in an unforgettable betrayal.
Every time he recalled it, he would shudder all over and feel pain deep in his bones.
But tonight, there was something else.
He really has a child, and he's going to be a father. The spirits of his mother and his brother in heaven must be extremely happy and relieved.
The child being conceived in his palm and the continuation of his bloodline have always had more than just one meaning to him.
"Mother, Brother, I am going to be a father."
After he murmured these words, his heart began to beat with a sour rhythm. He pushed aside the thick blood mist and saw the faces of his loving mother and elder brother right before him, smiling at him with satisfaction.
Wei Jing closed his eyes, a tear rolled down his temple, silently soaking the quilt and pillow.
After a moment, he let out a long breath and smiled.
The author has something to say: The little bun is finally here! ! For the couple, it means a lot, it's not just the fruit of their love!
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