Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

As soon as the news of the wedding in seven days spread, the entire Su Mansion was in an uproar.

The ceremonial officials, palace ladies, and maids sent by the palace filled the front yard.

The seven husbands were all busy with their respective tasks - Liang Junze was in charge of checking the gift list,

Gu Qingyan arranged guards,

Lin Yuxuan prepared medicinal materials for the wedding banquet.

Mu Feng taught the servants etiquette,

Shen Yunyan coordinates the expenditure of money.

The most eye-catching thing was the two Shangguan brothers who were pregnant.

Shangguan Haomu held his waist and calmly directed the servants to hang the red silk.

His belly was already noticeable due to the five-month-old twins, but he still meticulously checked every detail: "A little higher on the left side, yes, it should be flush with the door frame." His voice was gentle but unquestionable.

In comparison, Shangguan Haochen is much more lively.

He was also five months pregnant with twins, but he couldn't sit still. He ran to the kitchen to try the food, and then sneaked into the embroidery room to look at the wedding dress, and was caught red-handed by his brother.

"Achen!" Shangguan Haomu held his forehead helplessly, "The imperial physician said he needs to rest."

"Brother~" Shangguan Haochen came over with a smile, holding the candied fruit he had just eaten, "Try it, it's so sweet!"

Shangguan Haomu was about to scold him when he suddenly felt the fetus moving in his abdomen and couldn't help but let out a hiss.

Shangguan Haochen immediately held him nervously: "Did the little guys kick you again? I said these two are more noisy than me!"

The two brothers smiled at each other and touched their bulging bellies at the same time.

The bride, Su Yue, who should have been the busiest, was now leisurely sitting on the swing in the back garden.

Holding nine-month-old Hanhan in her arms, four-month-old Xinxin was lying at her feet, and she watched one-year-and-two-month-old Yaoyao and two-month-old Ningning huddled together on the cushion.

"Madam!" the housekeeper rushed over. "The Ministry of Rites has sent the Seventh Prince's dowry book. Liang Zhengjun requests your review..."

Su Yue waved her hand: "Just let Aze Ding be the boss."

"Mr. Gu asked if we should arrange secret guards along the way on the day of the wedding..."

"As he pleases."

The housekeeper wiped his sweat and left. A moment later, Mu Feng came over with several pieces of bright red brocade. "Yu'er, look at this material. We can make pajamas for the Seventh Prince..."

Before Su Yue could say anything, Hanhan in her arms suddenly let out an "Ah!", and his chubby little hands accurately grabbed a piece of satin embroidered with silver bamboo leaves.

Mu Feng was surprised and asked: "Hanhan likes this?"

The aloof little guy actually nodded, then continued to fiddle with the small wooden lock in his hand - this was a mechanical toy made for him by Shangguan Haomu. A nine-month-old child could actually open the first lock.

"This kid has inherited A Yan's personality." Su Yue smiled and kissed the top of her son's head. "Even his own father dislikes him."

As he was speaking, Gu Qingyan came back from outside, exhausted, with night dew still on his black clothes.

As soon as he came over to hug his son, Hanhan immediately buried his face in Su Yue's arms, with his little butt sticking up high.

"You little heartless thing!" Gu Qingyan gritted his teeth, "Who changed your diaper in the middle of the night?"

Upon hearing this, Hanhan actually stole a glance at his father from under Su Yue's arm, and then - "poof" a bubble.

Amidst everyone's laughter, Yaoyao staggered over and hugged Gu Qingyan's legs: "Daddy! Yaoyao misses me!" The little girl, who was less than two years old, already knew how to pick people, and she loved to be lifted up by Gu Qingyan the most.

Just as Gu Qingyan carried Yaoyao onto his shoulders, Hanhan suddenly made a "hmm" sound and threw the wooden lock to the ground with his little hand - he was angry.

"Oh, is our Hanhan jealous?" Mu Feng hurried to hug him, but the little guy twisted his body to get into Su Yue's arms, but his eyes were always glancing at Yaoyao who was giggling on Gu Qingyan's shoulder.

Su Yue couldn't help laughing: "Well, this is just like Ah Yan's jealous nature."

At lunch time, the most lively place is always the children's area.

Yaoyao was sitting on a specially made high chair, fiercely poking the egg custard in the bowl with a spoon.

Suddenly, I saw the wet nurse feeding Hanhan fruit puree and immediately stretched out my arms: "Yaoyao wants it!"

Hanhan calmly pulled the bowl towards him.

"Yes!" Yaoyao raised her voice.

Hanhan turned around and faced his sister with his back.

Seeing Yaoyao about to lose her temper, Liang Junze quickly handed over another bowl of fruit puree: "Yaoyao, would you like to eat this?"

“No!” The little girl got angry and pointed at her brother’s bowl, “That one!”

Su Yue was about to mediate, but saw Hanhan suddenly push the bowl to the center of the table, and then - "bang" slammed the table, his little face as serious as a little judge.

Yaoyao was stunned.

Just when the adults thought the brother and sister were going to reconcile, Hanhan quickly snatched the rice cake in front of Yaoyao and stuffed it into Xinxin who was chewing her hand.

"Puff!" Four-month-old Xinxin laughed so hard that her saliva was dripping from her mouth.

Yaoyao was stunned for two seconds, then burst into tears: "Bad brother!"

Hanhan turned a deaf ear and continued eating the fruit puree, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised - this kid was actually laughing!

"Yuer!" Liang Junze coaxed his daughter while glaring at his wife in disapproval, "You take care of them!"

Su Yue was laughing so hard that she fell backwards: "Isn't this good? Cultivating a fighting spirit from a young age..."

Before he finished speaking, Hanhan suddenly handed the last mouthful of fruit puree to Yaoyao.

Yaoyao looked at it with sobs, then actually took it and ate it.

After eating, he wiped his saliva on his brother's face and said, "I like it!"

Hanhan wiped his face in disgust, but didn't avoid it.

The adults looked at each other in confusion - were these two little guys fighting or playing?

In the evening, Shangguan Haomu lay on the couch to rest. His back and waist ached because of the five-month-old twins.

Shangguan Haochen was about to rub his legs when his brother stopped him: "Don't move, you have two more babies in your belly."

"I'm fine!" Shangguan Haochen turned around lively, "Look, brother, I can still jump - Ouch!" Before he could finish his words, he was kicked by the baby in his belly and bent over.

Shangguan Haomu was both angry and amused: "Serves you right!"

Su Yue came over to listen to the fetal movement, and was shocked by Shangguan Haomu's kick in the belly and exclaimed: "With so much strength, it must be a boy!"

"It's a daughter." Shangguan Haomu insisted, gently stroking her belly, "The quieter one is the son."

"No way!" Shangguan Haochen interrupted, "The active one in my belly is my daughter! The quiet one in my brother's belly is my son!"

The two brothers argued about this for a long time, and finally decided to wait until the baby was born to decide the outcome.

At this time, Mu Feng came over with Ning Ning in his arms to feed her.

The two-month-old girl smelled the fragrance of milk and smacked her lips in her sleep.

Hanhan was originally playing with building blocks at Mufeng's feet. Seeing this, he immediately crawled over and hugged Mufeng's legs - this was his own way of acting coquettishly.

"Oh, is our Hanhan jealous of his sister again?" Mu Feng bent down to hug him, but Gu Qingyan got there first.

"You little bastard, you must let your dad hold you today!"

Hanhan struggled in vain, then suddenly an idea struck him, and he pointed outside the door: "Ah!"

While Gu Qingyan was looking back, the little guy slid down like a loach, quickly crawled behind Mu Feng and hid, sticking out his tongue at his father.

Everyone laughed.

Gu Qingyan gritted his teeth in anger: "Su Yue! It's absolutely up to you!"