Chapter seven hundred and thirtieth children love long
Perhaps because he felt extra at ease with Song Chengxuan by his side, Xu Qinghuan fell asleep quickly.
When she woke up, she saw Feng Chu inviting Mr. Liao into the house.
Mr. Liao was so busy that he didn't have time to drink water. He cleaned his hands and immediately came forward to check his pulse. After a while, Mr. Liao's face showed joy: "It's a happy pulse. Grandma is pregnant. Although there is fetal gas, she still has a pulse."
Pulse is stable."
After Mr. Liao finished speaking, he looked at Xu Qinghuan: "Does Grandma have other symptoms?"
Xu Qinghuan shook his head blankly: "I just slept more, but I feel very energetic after getting enough sleep."
"That's right," Mr. Liao said with emotion, "I thought that grandma's body was affected by toxins, and I was afraid that she would not be able to get pregnant easily in the future, but I didn't expect to have the good news so soon.
I’m going to prescribe two prescriptions to help my grandma get rid of the fetal gas.”
After Mr. Liao finished speaking, he stood up and saluted.
Xu Qinghuan sat up: "Sir, am I really pregnant?"
Mr. Liao was all smiles: "Congratulations to uncle and grandma."
When Mr. Liao walked away, Xu Qinghuan seemed to still be in a dream, and she turned to look at Song Chengxuan.
Song Chengxuan seemed to have said nothing from beginning to end.
Ever since the doctor said she was Ximai, his expression had become very deep, and now he was looking at her unblinkingly.
"Husband," Xu Qinghuan said, "How strange it is for you to say that we obviously didn't deliberately prepare, but just..."
Before Xu Qinghuan finished speaking, Song Chengxuan pulled him into his arms. His heartbeat was in his ears, beating as fast as a drum and could not calm down for a long time.
Feeling Song Chengxuan's stirring emotions, she seemed to believe that all of this was true.
Song Chengxuan still stood there frozen and did not speak. Xu Qinghuan slowly sat up straight in his arms, stretched out her hand to hold his cheek, and gently kissed his chin.
His tightly closed lips slowly opened, and then he leaned down to respond to her.
Her whole body was completely enveloped in sweetness, and her thoughts seemed to become dizzy in his arms. The scene she saw in her previous life in her dream might be a foreshadowing.
When she was in danger, he appeared under the city, like a ray of light in the darkness. This light shone over her again after two lifetimes, illuminating her path forward.
After a long while, Song Chengxuan stood up: "Qing Huan, we have a child."
Song Chengxuan's voice was slightly hoarse, passing through her heart, making her heart throb. Their eyes met again, and his eyes were already full of joy.
Song Chengxuan reached out and gently stroked Xu Qinghuan's cheek. He lost his relatives more than ten years ago. Although those lost could no longer return to him, he had new ties.
Xu Qinghuan lay on the kang again, and Song Chengxuan covered her with the quilt. When Fengchu brought the prepared concoction, he fed Xu Qinghuan spoonful by spoonful with his own hands. His cautious look made it seem as if she was very thin.
, as if it would break if touched with a little force.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but said: "Mr. Liao said, my pulse is stable and I don't need to be so nervous."
But no matter what she said, Song Chengxuan didn't seem to hear him. He insisted on serving her personally, and he was afraid that she would be sad if she smelled a bad smell. After washing himself, Song Chengxuan changed into clean clothes and then returned to the house and lay down.
beside her.
When Yongye saw such a battle, he knew that the young master would not leave tonight, so he immediately ordered the steward to arrange for the soldiers to rest.
Xu Qinghuan was a little worried: "If my husband doesn't come back, can Captain Ma handle it?"
Song Chengxuan said: "Li Xu hasn't joined the slaves yet, and before the most critical moment, the Yu family has already been in chaos. It is only because of the support of the people sent by Li Xu that they did not flee, and the battle situation
There won’t be any big changes for a while.”
She turned sideways and was wrapped in the quilt, looking particularly delicate under the dim light. She looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, making his heart seem to become softer.
Thinking that he had just learned the news that she was pregnant, he felt so out of sorts. He couldn't help but think of what people said: Heroes are short-tempered and children are long in love.
But he couldn't agree. If a person has no emotions, he will eventually be killed and devoured by interests. Only with concern can he have the belief in victory. Otherwise, even if he holds power, what can he gain?
"Go to sleep," Song Chengxuan said. "If something happens ahead, Commander Ma will send someone to deliver the message."
Xu Qinghuan nodded.
…
After sleeping for a long time, the sound of birds chirping could be heard from the window.
Xu Qinghuan opened his eyes and found Song Chengxuan sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her for an unknown amount of time. When he saw her waking up, a smile immediately appeared in his eyes.
Xu Qinghuan reached out to pull him, only to feel that the clothes on his body were cold.
"Come here quickly." Xu Qinghuan lifted the quilt. Is he stupid? What if he was really frozen if he did such a thing? Captain Ma let him come. If she sent back a man with a snotty nose.
General, I don’t know how many soldiers she will be resented by.
Song Chengxuan returned to the quilt, and Xu Qinghuan leaned over.
"Don't come over yet, I'm a little cold."
He also knows.
"Not cold."
She snuggled into his arms, her clothes were a little cold, but her body was as warm as ever, always keeping her warm.
Lying on his arm, she stretched out her hands to hug his solid back, and then while his clothes were loose, she gently rubbed her cheek against his bare chest.
"Don't be ridiculous." There was a bit of hoarseness in his voice.
Xu Qinghuan blinked lightly. She didn't expect that Mr. Song would still be here today. Knowing that he had turned into a paper tiger that could be broken with a single poke, she became even more unscrupulous and lifted up his clothes with one hand.
She looked a little proud at first, but when he held her hand and moved it downward, she could no longer laugh.
…
After both of them got up, food was brought from the kitchen.
Song Chengxuan was wearing a sapphire blue dress, and his eyebrows were as clear as the green mountains he had just painted. He was sitting there with a handsome face that was pleasing to the eye.
"Sir," Yong Ye stepped forward and asked, "Do you want to send a letter to Governor Ma?"
Song Chengxuan nodded: "Just say I want to stay a few more days."
After everyone in the room left, Xu Qinghuan looked at Song Chengxuan: "I heard that there are very few people in the more than 300 guards of Liaodong Dusi who can be mobilized."
Song Chengxuan's eyes deepened slightly: "The manpower is less than what Governor Ma expected. In order to deal with the imperial court, we usually either eat empty wages or use tribal men to replace them. Now that there is a war in Nuergan, all the tribes are on guard.
Naturally, the people who were selected will not go to the guardhouses again, and the more than 300 guardhouses are all in name only."
Xu Qinghuan said: "That's why even the Yu family is not afraid of the Liaodong Dusi, and believes that the Yu family can take Nuergan into their hands by relying on their own efforts."
"Fortunately, you discovered the clues early," Song Chengxuan said. "In a few years, the trouble caused by Nu'er will not be so easy to solve, and the previous efforts of Taizu and Gaozong will be in vain."
Under such a situation, the matter of the Beishan tribe must be resolved, and Xu Qinghuan was about to speak.
"Eat first," Song Chengxuan's eyes flashed, "I know that if you don't do some things, you will feel uneasy, and I won't blindly restrain you...