After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

Xiyu slightly raised her buttocks, held the edge of the bed with her hands, and put her face on the ground.

Although it was dimly lit under the bed, she could still catch a glimpse of the books that lay there, neatly arranged in rows and stacked like bricks.

She was pleasantly surprised, and her already bright eyes became even brighter.

Her knees were hurting so much that she simply pulled out a few books from the outside and then stood up and sat on the chair behind the desk.

Four books were spread out on the table, with names written in small regular script on the covers. They were "Jingxiaochanbao", "chanyunji", "chanyubaoqingfang" and "taiyezhu".

Just by looking at the name you can tell what it involves.

Feeling a little uneasy in her heart, she stared at the book on the table for a long time before opening it.

The pages of the book are not smooth, which shows that the owner often flips through it. Almost every page is marked with small red characters for key memorization.

The more he flipped through the pages, the more restless Xiyu became. Apart from the red words, it seemed that no other words could enter his mind.

Her fingers trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a piece of paper fell out from the back pages and floated to the ground. She bent down to pick it up and her eyes fell on it.

The handwriting on this piece of paper is very small, and it must have been written with an extremely fine brush.

All that was recorded were about the eating habits and things to do and not to do during pregnancy for women, interspersed with some serious notes and her thinking process based on her own situation.

For example, eating some liver is good for pregnant women, but Xiaofujin doesn't like to eat liver. You can eat tofu, soy milk, pears, apples, chestnuts...

However, chestnuts can easily cause difficulty in defecation for pregnant women, so their consumption should be reduced appropriately.

There were various questions on the paper with no answers written down.

What changes will occur in a pregnant woman's body?

What should you do if you are in a bad mood?

How can you take care of your body during pregnancy so that you will suffer less during childbirth?

……

The handwriting of these questions is a bit messy, which shows that the person who wrote them is a little annoyed because he can't find the answers to the questions.

Xiyu felt a little warmth in her heart, which gradually became hot.

There was a slight itchy feeling coming from the meridians in the heart, as if something was trying hard to take root and grow wildly inside.

She slowly touched that place... It was the love that had already taken root in her heart. It was now growing wildly, its roots tightly wrapped around her heart, beating along with it.

Her eyes could no longer hold back the tears; bean-sized tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping onto her fingers and the book, soaking the ink on them.

She wiped the area hastily, but her tears kept flowing like beads from a broken string.

Xiyu felt aggrieved and thought to herself: It must be because she is pregnant that she has trouble controlling her emotions. She is not a crybaby.

When Yinzhen came back, he saw a dim yellow light in the study.

His expression instantly became serious, and he asked the eunuch at the door in a cold voice, "Who's in there?"

The young eunuch lowered his head and answered cautiously, "My Lord, it's Fu Jin."

He felt a little uneasy. Could it be that the Fourth Master also didn't like Lady Fu Jin to enter the study?

Is it Xiao Fujin?

Thinking of the books under the bed, the coldness on Yinzhen's face suddenly turned into a hint of discomfort, and then he strode into the room.

He did not notice Gao Wuyong standing behind him. At this moment, he had a guilty look on his face, his eyes flickering, as if he was trying his best to reduce his presence.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the young lady in warm yellow clothes sitting at the desk, flipping through a book in her hands.

The fine hair on her forehead hung down naturally, casting some shadows on her face. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were red, and tiny tears were hanging on her dense eyelashes.

Yinzhen's slight discomfort was instantly replaced by a feeling of heartache.

He walked straight to the young lady's side, put one arm around her slender waist, and with the other hand he reached around her knees, exerting a little force with his hands and lifted her up into the air.

He raised one foot and kicked the chair backwards, then measured the distance between the chair and the edge of the table, making sure that the distance was wide enough before sitting down safely with the little wife in his arms.

Xiyu was already staring intently, and was startled by him. Her breathing stopped for a moment, and she subconsciously wrapped her arms tightly around the neck of the person under her.

She lifted her thick long eyelashes and looked at the chiseled face in front of her, and the emotions that had just calmed down surged up again.

His nose felt sore and his vision gradually became blurred. His bright almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears again, which kept dripping down.

Yinzhen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he leaned closer according to instinct and kissed her on her eyelids.

Xiyu's pupils trembled slightly, and the warm touch rolled down from her eyes.

No, if he touches her tears too much, she is pregnant now, and Yinzhen will probably suffer...

She subconsciously shrank back, dodged a little, then raised her hand to cover the man's soft lips.

"Master~"

Xiyu spoke hesitantly, her voice choked with sobs.

She leaned against the man's arms and poked his heart with her fingertips, "Why do you secretly read in the study without Yaoyao?"

Why didn’t you let me know that you cared about me so much and did so much without me knowing?

She didn't finish her sentence.

Although the words she said contained some complaints, her tone was soft and coquettish, more like she was acting coquettishly.

Yinzhen did not answer, but held her soft little hand in his palm and gently rubbed it a few times to relieve the itch in his heart.

He closed the book in Little Concubine's hand and put it aside, then held her in his arms and talked to her.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Xiyu felt a little tired, her eyelids drooped slightly, half of them hanging over her light brown pupils.

She raised her hand and touched the handle of the drawer under the table. This unintentional little action made Yinzhen's heart jump suddenly and his body involuntarily stiffened for a moment.

Almost as if it was an instinctive reaction, he raised his hand naturally and quickly, and gently placed it on the little lady's fingers.

"Go have a meal."

Yinzhen spoke in a gentle voice, his voice still a little hoarse.

After saying this, he carried the delicate little concubine in his arms and left the study in the front yard.

Being carried back to Danruoju made her feel a little uncomfortable. Xiyu was struggling when she was suddenly attracted by the small wounds on Yinzhen's hands.

"Why do you have so many cuts on your hands?"

She suddenly straightened up in the man's arms, her eyes always fixed on the slender fingers around her knees.

As Yinzhen walked, he lowered his eyes to look at her and said in a soothing voice, "Nothing, my second brother came to the Ministry of Revenue to see me today, and I had a brief discussion with him."

Speaking of the prince, a murderous look suddenly appeared in the man's gentle eyes, as if a black storm was brewing, ready to sweep people in.

How could a sparring match result in such a wound? It looked more like a scratch from a knife...

Xiyu's eyes showed doubt, but she suddenly became aware of the other person's emotions. She looked up, but the man changed the subject.