Chapter 1195 What happened to the royal family this year
Qixi and Keke were still looking at the grass. Yuan Qingling said nothing and was deep in thought. The arrival of the third child caught her off guard.
I still have to find a way to tell Lao Wu that he will probably not be happy if he is so resistant today.
A slight snoring could be heard, and when I looked down, I saw that the two brothers were both asleep. They were just sitting like this, without any support, and fell asleep soundly.
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she called the nanny over, picked up one of them each, and took them back to the room.
Yuan Qingling looked at their sleeping faces and felt a little sleepy, so she lay beside them with her clothes on and fell asleep with them.
Yu Wenhao went to the Ministry of War today and asked someone to call Mr.
Yu Wenhao was a little annoyed, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you asked for leave?
Knowing that the border needed to mobilize chariots, why didn't he take leave before taking leave?
When he comes back in seven days, the day lilies will be cold!"
The officials from the driving department hurried in and reported in panic: "Your Highness, please calm down. Mr. Xuan has an emergency at home and he has to take leave as a last resort. As for the chariot matter, Mr. Xuan has left it to my subordinate to take charge. I will do his best."
Do this job well."
Only then did Yu Wenhao lose his anger and asked, "What's the emergency at Mr. Xuan's house?"
The official from the driving department looked confused, "This... this is really not a good thing."
"What's wrong?"
Yu Wenhao readjusted the copy and saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he asked another question.
"It's Master Xuan's wife who gave birth to a son."
"Having children is a good thing, why can't you say it bad?"
Yu Wenhao said.
The official from the driving department sighed, "It was originally a good thing, but it was born at night and it was difficult to deliver the fetus, and the mother and baby were not safe!"
Yu Wenhao was startled for a moment, "The mother and the child are not protected?"
"Yes, that kid was caught later. He was a brat. How could Mr. Xuan withstand the blow?
I cried all night last night, but I had important things to do, so I called my subordinates overnight and gave him instructions about the chariot."
Yu Wenhao felt a chill in his heart. When a woman gave birth, she really walked through the gates of hell. When the old man gave birth to the dim sum, he was really scared. His face could not help but feel a little pitiful, and he said: "Go and tell the story."
My king's order tells him to take care of his wife's funeral affairs first, and not to come back in a hurry, but to give him a month's leave so that he can do things more decently."
"I would like to thank Your Highness for your kindness, Lord Xuan!"
The officials of the driving department knelt down and kowtowed hurriedly. Your Highness is really kind-hearted.
After dismissing him, Yu Wenhao thought of the issues discussed with Lao Yuan today, and cold sweat broke out on his back for no reason. What kind of little phoenix and little cotton-padded jacket do you want?
We won't take the risk.
After finishing his work, he returned to his home very early to accompany his wife and children.
Yuan Qingling and Erbao slept for a while during the day and were in good spirits, so they planted a few peach trees in the yard with their grandmother.
She didn't have to do this herself, but the dim sum people liked to eat peaches, so she had a lot of distracting thoughts in her mind, so she just went out to do some work to calm her mind.
After picking and planting peach trees, she went into the kitchen to help the cook and stewed soup to drink when Lao Wu came back.
People like to eat porridge and steamed cakes, so she also made some. Thinking about it, she didn't seem to have cooked much for Erbao, but the steaming of the cakes was not ideal, and it was heavy with water, so it was difficult to hold it in place.
Can't get up.
She was very disappointed and felt guilty. She wanted to make something that her children would like to eat, but instead of thinking about it, it ended up like this.
Children all like to eat fried chicken and the like, otherwise, let’s make fried chicken.
After calming down, he asked the cook to kill the chicken, clean it and marinate it, then he heated up a pot of oil and put the marinated chicken into the pot and fried it.
She didn't do much frying work in her previous life, and after marrying Lao Wu, she did even less housework. She could just ask her to fry a few dishes, but she couldn't handle such a big project as frying chicken.
As soon as she put it in, the oil splashed everywhere, scaring her so much that she quickly stepped back and hid.
His mother-in-law stepped forward with a smile and said, "Princess, why don't you come as a slave?"
"No, no need, I'll do it myself."
Yuan Qingling took the pot lid and saw that there was no more oil in the pot, so she dared to get closer.
After frying for a while, she saw the chicken skin turn from slightly yellow to red and black. She was startled, and hurriedly picked it up and put it on a plate to cool.
However, shortly after putting it on the plate, she saw blood coming from the butt of the chicken. Her grandmother was stunned and said, "Princess, this chicken is not yet cooked."
Yuan Qingling was very frustrated. She felt that she had been busy all day and had not done anything well. She wanted to make something delicious for her children, but nothing delicious came out.
She sat helplessly on the porch, looking at the mud on her skirt. She was pregnant with this child, so she felt that she was unworthy of her second child. She cooked for them today out of compensatory psychology. She was really not a good person.
Mother.
Now that she is pregnant with her third child, she feels increasingly anxious.
After Yu Wenhao came back, he couldn't find her in Xiaoyue Pavilion. When he asked, he found out that she was cooking today, so he smiled and followed her all the way to the kitchen to look for her.
But I saw her sitting on the porch of the kitchen, looking dirty and decadent. I couldn't help but laugh, thinking that she must have failed to prepare a meal, which was why she looked like this.
When Yuan Qingling heard the cook calling His Highness the Crown Prince, she quickly raised her head, cleared up the slump on her face, and raised a forced smile, "You're back?"
Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand to pull her up and patted her skirt on the back, "Why is it so dirty?"
"I planted a few peach trees and wanted to cook some dishes for you, but I failed."
Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly and looked at him, "I feel so useless."
"Why do you say this about yourself?
With your superb medical skills, how many people have you saved?
There is a cook for cooking, so just concentrate on giving me happiness."
Yu Wenhao held her hand and walked out, telling her in a warm voice that Yuan Qingling was worried about this matter in her heart and let him lead her out in a low mood.
It was a bit cold, so he held her hand and tucked it into his clothes. Finally, he felt uncomfortable, so he hugged her into his arms. As soon as he came out, he saw Tang Yang coming, so he called Tang Yang and said to her.
He said: "You prepare a sum of money and deliver it personally to the residence of Mr.
Tang Yang was startled for a moment, "Master Xuan?
Isn't his wife pregnant?
How could it be gone?"
"It's said to be a difficult childbirth. One corpse and two lives. How miserable!"
Yu Wenhao felt very sad, and felt that the most miserable thing in the world was this. His wife was gone, his children were gone, and he was left alone, and he would never be happy in this life.
Yuan Qing Ling was thinking about telling him about her pregnancy. When she heard these words, she felt a chill in her heart and couldn't help but swallow the words that came to her lips.
She had never seen Mr. Xuan before, but when Lao Wu took over the Ministry of War, he told him several times that Mr.
thing.
After all, it was someone she knew and a subordinate of her husband, so Yuan Qingling still felt a little uncomfortable.