Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

He casually placed the medicine bag that Meng Tong was carrying on the table, then put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

A deep, husky, and magnetic voice sounded in Meng Tong's ear, "How's the brick kiln? Have you found anyone?"

Adjusting her position in Lu Chuan's lap, Meng Tong casually grasped the man's large hand and replied, "Found it. It's quite a coincidence. There happens to be someone in Xiangshui Village who knows how to fire bricks. I brought him to town when I came back. If we're free in a few days, let's go take a look together."

His gaze drifted intentionally or unintentionally to the woman's moist red lips, while Lu Chuan's dry, large hand gently caressed Meng Tong's soft hand.

He replied, "Okay."

"Where did this medicine come from?"

To distract himself, Lu Chuan picked up the medicine packet on the corner of the table and asked.

Speaking of this, Meng Tong recalled what happened at the relief center, but she didn't know if she could talk about it.

After hesitating for a few moments, the woman asked Lu Chuan, "Do you know how long the town's relief center has been here?"

"...More than ten years! I don't know the exact time." Lu Chuan replied in a low voice, "Did you get this medicine from the relief center, my wife?"

A flicker of doubt crossed his deep, dark eyes; in his memory, the relief center seemed to have vanished completely.

"Yes, I met a man at the relief center today who said he was the real head of the center."

"The real leader of the hall? What does this mean?"

With a slight twitch of his brows, Lu Chuan's deep, dark eyes flashed with a bad thought, and his large hand holding the woman's waist tightened unconsciously.

After telling Lu Chuan everything that had happened at the relief center, Meng Tong tilted her head, lowered her eyelids, and whispered, "I feel that he is indeed the real head of the center, the imperial physician from the capital."

"As for the people we saved before, he said they were his disciples."

"Then this medicine is..."

After a long silence, the man's thoughts returned, and he looked at the medicine bag placed to the side again.

My wife wouldn't be brought back for no reason, so does that mean she...?

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Lu Chuan looked at Meng Tong, whose face was rosy, and after sizing her up and down, said, "You're not feeling well."

"Not really." Meng Tong quickly explained, recounting her tendency to suffer from insomnia and vivid dreams.

After a brief recollection, Lu Chuan nodded; she did indeed have this condition.

"I'll decoct this medicine for you tonight and see."

"it is good."

……

As night falls, a small light flickers in the darkness of Duanshan Village, making the small wooden house with its luminous pearls bright and airy.

Squatting by the fire pit outside the house, a brand new earthenware pot was bubbling away, emitting a rich aroma of medicine.

Holding a small palm-leaf fan, Lu Chuan slowly fanned himself, his slightly lowered eyes filled with seriousness and patience.

"Daddy, what are you cooking?"

"This tastes strange, is it medicine?"

The two sisters, still slightly damp with their dark hair after taking a bath, were gently dried by Lu Chuan, who took the towels from their hands and explained softly, "It's the medicine your mother drank."

"Oh! Is Mother sick?"

Sitting on the small stool in front of Lu Chuan, Lu He turned around and looked up at him with a worried expression after hearing Lu Chuan's words.

Lu Yan also came over.

What are you doing?!

"Mother, are you sick? Does it hurt? Let Yan'er give you..."

"Pfft."

Unable to suppress a laugh, Meng Tong, whose hair was also damp, gently pinched the little one who was clinging to her leg and replied softly, "Don't worry, Mommy is perfectly fine! This medicine is just for conditioning."

"really?"

Lu He looked at her with teary eyes.

The little one, with her keen sense of smell, detected several medicinal herbs, all of which are used to treat restlessness, anxiety, insomnia, and excessive dreaming.

My mother is under a lot of pressure.

This is the result obtained by Lu He.

“Of course it’s true, would your mother lie to you?” Sitting down next to Lu He, Meng Tong said while drying her hair, “Don’t look around, your mother is perfectly fine, and even if she weren’t, you still have your father, right?”

Pointing at Lu Chuan, Meng Tong said half-jokingly.

The man responded at the right moment, which finally dispelled the sisters' doubts.

They're so shrewd now; it's not easy to fool them.

As it got darker, Lu He and Lu Yan dried their hair and went back to their rooms to sleep.

Under the starry night sky, only a tall man sat behind a slender woman, carefully combing her hair.

Her long, black hair, smooth and flowing, slowly slid down Lu Chuan's hot, large hand.

Hidden in the darkness, a pair of deep, dark eyes quietly crept up with "evil" desires.

"Cough... Wife, please drink your medicine first! It'll get cold soon."

"okay."

Slightly cool, slender fingers brushed across his rough, large palm, and Meng Tong unknowingly accepted the warm ceramic bowl.

A pungent medicinal smell assaulted her nostrils. The woman frowned slightly, then raised her left hand to pinch her nose, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ouch...it tastes so bitter!"

Lu Chuan stuffed the candied fruit he had prepared earlier into the woman's mouth, then looked down at Meng Tong, who was leaning against his leg.

Her long, black hair was spread out on the man's legs, and the woman was sweetly enjoying the candied fruit with her slightly pouting lips.

Under the moonlight, her perfectly beautiful fair face was shrouded in a thin veil, making her alluringly alluring.

His sexy Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously. Lu Chuan raised his hand slightly and held Meng Tong's head, then pulled her tightly into his arms.

What are you doing! You scared me.

"My lady, it's late, you should go to sleep."

As she walked steadily into the house, Meng Tong felt his burning heartbeat as her small hand rested on Lu Chuan's chest.

This man is really...

……

Another night of passion passed too quickly, and the refreshed man still got up early to get to work.

Although the woman who drank the Chinese medicine did not have nightmares, reality was far more terrifying than any nightmare.

Still sleeping until the sun was high in the sky, Meng Tong rubbed his slightly swollen eyes and looked out the glaring window.

Bright sunlight streamed onto the windowsill, and Lu Huai, dressed in a thin undershirt, lay happily on the bamboo bed.

The shimmering light reflected off the little guy, creating a vibrant rainbow everywhere.

Hearing Meng Tong get up, Lu Huai didn't turn around. He continued to play with the air with his chubby little hands, having a great time.

After getting dressed, Meng Tong first fed the little one on the bed before going out to wash up.

On the way to the well, I saw Lu Chuan wielding a hoe to level the ground.

Since he had some time now, Lu Chuan planned to start construction on the foundation in the next few days and build a small courtyard to live in first. As for the villa that Meng Tong mentioned, the man wanted to plan it out slowly.

Meng Tong also agreed to this plan.

Seeing him sweating profusely all night, I didn't expect him to still have the energy to do manual labor so early in the morning.

This is really unfair. Every time she finishes, she has to switch to her superpowers to soothe herself.

Really... a male demon who can drain your life force.