Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

what? "

"Call twice more."

Song Yue pushed his head down and found his hand wandering on her stomach, which made him even more angry.

"Did you hear it?"

"what?"

Song Yue smiled gently, a maternal glow enveloping her, and her whole body became extremely gentle: "The baby's heartbeat."

Su Wanmo gently kissed her earlobe: "Scream again."

"I said baby."

Seeing that he was about to continue laughing to his heart's content, she quickly pressed against his chest: "Wait, listen to me."

"Anything else you want to say?"

Song Yue looked like she had reached her limit of patience, but she had a bad idea. She sucked on his lips again and again. Seeing that he was really patient, she didn't want to tease him anymore: "Baby, no."

"I have a little baby here."

Su Wanmo suspected that he had misheard, so he got off her, held her face in his hands, and asked seriously, "What did you say?"

Song Yue's happy smile enveloped him at this moment, and his head felt dizzy.

"We have a little baby, right here."

……

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"If you don't like it, forget it. I will leave the palace tomorrow and never come back."

"Imperial Physician, call the Imperial Physician!"

He stared at Song Yue's belly with a silly grin, asking again and again: "Are you saying there's a little life in there? Is it our baby?"

Doctor Zhuang came without stopping, carrying his medicine box. He had never been to the harem before, and if someone hadn't led him, he would definitely have gotten lost.

He carefully examined Song Yue and said, "The pregnancy pulse has been there for more than two months, almost three months. It's a healthy child, growing strong, and the mother is also in good health. Divine Doctor Song has taken good care of both himself and the child. Your Majesty, don't worry."

"Then why does she always cry?"

Song Yue was almost too embarrassed to face anyone.

"Dr. Song should also know that during pregnancy, pregnant women experience significant mood swings. It's normal to cry or laugh. Just don't be overly sad or depressed. Maintain a cheerful mood and avoid extreme joy or sorrow. Get enough sleep and exercise."

After seeing off Doctor Zhuang, Su Wanmo finally accepted the fact: "Are we really having a baby?"

Song Yue nodded, but Su Wanmo was so excited that he couldn't sleep in bed. The excitement spread to Song Yue, and she couldn't sleep either.

I tossed and turned and all the cold air got into the quilt.

"Get out if you don't sleep."

Su Wanmo then remembered what Doctor Zhuang said about keeping a cheerful mood and getting enough sleep. She lay obediently on the bed, not daring to move at all, and even didn't dare to hug her.

If you don't teach him, he will always think that he is a layman and watch everything the child does. In the end, he will have to say: I don't know anything, don't get hurt.

Very annoying.

"Hold me."

"Oh, how do you hold me?"

Song Yue: Be patient!

"Just hold me the way you normally hold me. My belly isn't big yet. When it gets bigger, I'll be crushed if I lie flat on my back. I'll have to lie on my side. The baby will be too heavy when I lie on my side, and my waist will be tired. I need a pillow to prop up my belly, and it will be inconvenient to turn over. I need your help..."

"Bending over is inconvenient, so try not to make me bend over. Dragging a big belly around every day is tiring and heavy. It will cause my pelvis to tilt forward, so I'd better find a rope to support my belly. It will also cause edema. I need to apply medicated oil to the stretch marks, otherwise they won't go away... Woohoo, I'm not going to have a baby anymore, Su Wanmo, you bastard."

I thought she would fall asleep while crying, so I didn't intend to respond to her, but she continued.

"I'll be anxious during pregnancy, anxious about my appearance, anxious about the fetus, worried about the baby's health, hair loss, and mood swings. If you don't comfort me and coax me, I'll become a shrew with a yellow face and a grudge, but you'll still be carefree, and you can let many people into your harem. By then, I'll be old and ugly, without the support of my mother's family. You won't give me a job and cut off my financial resources. I won't have the money to manage my relationships, and I'll just die of old age in the palace, never able to leave. Even after death, I'll be buried in the strict imperial mausoleum, suppressed by my parents-in-law, and without your protection, I'll be ostracized by other ghosts, just looking forward to reincarnation. If that's the case, I'd rather be a pig than meet you..."

At first, Su Wanmo was still wondering how there could be so many ifs, but gradually he put himself in her perspective and found that such anxiety was not surprising. It was foolish and sad to pin all hopes on a man. Moreover, he knew too well that human hearts were fickle and the most untestable thing was the human heart.

Even Song Yue is such an outstanding woman and this is the case, let alone the millions of women in the world who live in fear every day. Their husbands are their sky, and if their husbands are gone or change their minds one day, the sky will fall.

But is this really how it should be? Without women, how could there be people in this world? If everyone thought like Song Yue, and if everyone was afraid to have children, this dynasty wouldn't last many years.

If every man can give women enough sense of security, and every woman is willing and happy to have a child, won't the fertility rate go up?

The more I think about it, the more excited I get. But if we go back to the time before liberation, how many people can't even get enough to eat, let alone have children? It seems that such a great project is not my turn, so I should pave the way for future generations.

Song Yue is such a treasure. A peaceful night of complete sleep.

The next morning, Su Wanmo got up earlier than Song Yue for the first time. He kissed her on the forehead and hurried out of bed. Since she didn't want to stay in this cage every day, he decided to complete his mission as soon as possible and accompany her to the ends of the earth.

I excitedly drafted the decree and asked someone with experience around me, but he said it was best not to let outsiders know before three months. Well, I just have to be patient, but I can wait a few days.

Regardless of whether she cares about these rights or not, handing them over to her is the only way to show your sincerity.

He had never imagined giving up the position of Queen to someone else, and he had made sufficient preparations, but he didn't want to marry her hastily. He had to wait until after the birth, but he couldn't wait any longer. People's hearts were fickle, so who knew what he would think later? What would she think?

When your mind is full of things, you seem absent-minded when doing things. Since you are not sure, why not ask her opinion? Now that you are not alone, it is not good to be too dictatorial.

I went to her palace to accompany her for lunch, but didn't find her. After asking around, I found out that she had gone to Song's father and mother's house.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a girl busying around. Song Chaofeng was helping out, and Song Yue was sitting on a recliner directing the work. Liu Yuhan placed a plate of snacks next to her and said, "Mom, I see something's wrong with your stomach. You should eat less, otherwise you'll suffer during the birth."

Song Yue disagreed: "Oh, Mom, I know my situation very well."

Then he stood up and whispered something in her ear.

It turns out that this is how she is at home. She really seems too tense around me, and I can't bear to disturb her.

Liu Yuhan was delighted and put her hand on her belly to confirm again: "Really?"

Song Yue nodded.

"Dad, when are you going to put up a swing there?"