Most of the steamed carp went into Wei Luo's stomach. After eating, Wei Luo licked the corner of her mouth contentedly, "Big brother, next time you make me grilled fish."
This is addictive. Zhao Jie carried her back to the room, wiped the corners of her mouth with a towel, and said, "Are you full?"
Wei Luo took the strong tea brought by the golden thread, rinsed his mouth, spit it into the blue-glazed bowl with lotus patterns, and took another muscle-penetrating five-flavored pill. He smiled and nodded, "I'm full." While eating fish It was inevitable that there would be fish bones, so Zhao Jie helped her pick out the fish bones first, and then fed them into her mouth. Wei Luo didn't touch his chopsticks during the whole process, let alone how much he enjoyed it. Zhao Jie didn't think she was troublesome, but rather enjoyed it.
Zhao Jie threw the towel into the copper bowl, looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Well, I should eat now."
Wei Luo was startled for a moment, but Zhao Jie picked her up by the waist the next moment, and walked into the inner room. She patted Zhao Jie's shoulder in surprise, and said anxiously: "No, we can't... I'm pregnant now." She heard what the doctor said to him in the corridor in the room! In order to ensure the safety of the fetus, intercourse is not allowed in the first three months and the last three months.
Zhao Jie paused and remembered. This girl was dishonest when eating fish, and kept teasing him intentionally or unintentionally. He couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to strip her clean and throw her on the bed, but when he heard these words, his face darkened. Zhao Jie put her on the bed, stared intently at Wei Luo who looked guilty, without saying a word.
Wei Luo felt terrified at the sight of him. Well, she admitted that she did it on purpose just now, she knew that he could only watch but not eat, but she still secretly kissed him while eating fish. At the moment, she is irresponsible for teasing him into a fire.
After a while, Zhao Jie grabbed the red satin embroidered mandarin duck quilt and covered her head, then turned and went to change clothes.
Wei Luo poked her head out from the quilt, looked at Zhao Jie's broad shoulders and narrow waist, looked down, saw the bulge, and blushed guiltily, "How about... let me help you."
Zhao Jie had just taken off his azure-colored gold-embroidered outer robe, and was now sideways holding the pajamas on the red sandalwood inlaid silver screen. From Wei Luo's angle, he could just see that his waist was thin and his abdominal muscles were tight. Although it was pleasing to watch, only Wei Luo knew how fierce and powerful his waist was when he was on the bed. At this time, Zhao Jie listened to her words, he paused his clothed hands, turned his head to look, his phoenix eyes showed a narrow smile, "Oh, how do you want to help me?"
Wei Luo only showed a pair of big black eyes, and shrank back, the meaning of invitation couldn't be more obvious.
Zhao Jie changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed, looked at her sideways, reached out and pulled her into his arms, "Huh?"
Wei Luo's face turned red, it's not that she didn't help him with this kind of thing, it's just that she was a little embarrassed to propose it now. She gritted her teeth, her heart sank, and she shrank her head under the quilt.
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After a long time, Wei Luo got out of the quilt and crawled over Zhao Jie to the bed.
Zhao Jie hugged her, put his palm on her lips and said, "Spit it out."
Wei Luo vomited it all out, her cheeks were flushed, her almond eyes were full of spring, and she fell limply into Zhao Jie's arms, panting lightly.
Zhao Jie put her on the soft pillow, got up and went to the side to wash his hands, and came back with a wet towel in his hand. He gently wiped off Wei Luo's face, and with a smile on his thin lips, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Is it delicious?"
Wei Luo gave him a sharp look and ignored his question.
In the first two months of pregnancy, Wei Luo really didn't feel much, because her pregnancy reaction was not obvious, she could eat and sleep, and she didn't feel the pain like Liang Yurong said.
But in the third month, Wei Luo realized what morning sickness was.
Take her favorite fish a while ago. Not to mention eating fish now, she couldn't bear the smell of fish, and she couldn't eat the grilled fish she wanted for a long time. The kitchen cooks in different ways every day, just hoping that she can eat two more bites, but she really has no appetite, even if she eats two extra bites, she will spit it out before going to bed at night.
But in just ten or so days, this little face has lost a lot of weight.
And this period of time was also when Wei Luo had the worst temper. Not to mention being picky and harsh with her servants, she often has a temper with Zhao Jie, loses her temper when things go wrong, and sheds tears easily. Zhao Jie's temper is surprisingly good, he tolerates her in everything, and he will let her be willful and spoiled, and he has never been impatient.
For example, there was a time when Wei Luo accidentally broke a pair of red jadeite bracelets. She had nothing to do with Zhao Jie, but she lost her temper with Zhao Jie and kept pushing and shoving him to drive him out of the house. Zhao Jie looked down at the girl, patted her head, and obediently walked out of the house. He came back an hour later, holding a long box of red sandalwood inlaid with daffodil patterns, put it in front of Wei Luo, opened it, and inside were ten pairs of bracelets of different materials, including jadeite and agate, all of which were very valuable. Wei Luo looked up at him, he smiled and said, "Are you still angry?"
Wei Luo thought how Zhao Jie could treat her so well. She also felt that she was a little unreasonable, but sometimes she really couldn't control her emotions, and what she thought in her mind was completely different from what she showed. She nodded, put her arms around Zhao Jie's waist, and buried her head in his arms without saying a word.
That night, Wei Luo had no appetite to eat, and suddenly wanted to eat the sweet and sour pickled radish from Yuhelou.
It's just that it's getting late, and the Yuhe Building must have been closed long ago, so you may not be able to buy it even in the past.
Wei Luo sat sleepily on Luohan's bed, and said angrily, "I just want to eat."
Zhao Jie flicked her forehead angrily and amusedly, coaxing: "Okay, okay. I'll go buy it for you."
Wei Luo blinked, but didn't speak.
On a cold night in late autumn, Zhao Jie put on a black satin fox fur cloak and walked out of the house. Zhu Geng felt a little sympathetic to his lord, and couldn't help suggesting: "Your lord, it's better to let the subordinates go."
Zhao Jie shook his head, walked a few steps, and then bent his lips and said: "What's the use of you going? She just wants to make trouble with me." Although his tone was helpless, the love and indulgence in his eyebrows and eyes were clear at a glance.
Zhu Geng was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the knowledge of doting on his wife is too great, even if he spends his whole life learning it, he will never be able to finish it.
An hour later, Zhao Jie came back with the sweet and sour radish from Yuhelou, put them on the round table together with a few side dishes, handed Wei Luo a pair of jade chopsticks, and said, "Eat. You didn't eat anything at night. Not being able to spit out will only make it more uncomfortable."
Wei Luo picked up a piece of sweet and sour radish and took a bite. Yuhelou's pickled radish was crunchy and sour, with a slightly sweet taste. She didn't like it before, she just thought the taste was weird, but recently she wanted to eat it all the more. She took two bites, ate a few crystal winter melon dumplings, and drank half a bowl of white fungus custard, eating more than usual.
After dinner, she didn't vomit again this time.
After Wei Luo finished washing, she was wearing floral silk pajamas. Seeing Zhao Jie sitting in the rosewood rose chair reading a book, she suddenly dismissed all the maids in the room, with an expression that she wanted to say something to Zhao Jie. Zhao Jie put down the booklet in his hand, raised his head in a leisurely manner, and teased with a smile: "Why, you want to drive me out again this time?"
Wei Luo said no, without warning, she threw herself into Zhao Jie's arms, hugged him tightly, and said sullenly, "Am I annoying?"
Zhao Jie put down the book, picked her up and put her on his lap, held her small face and asked, "Why do you ask that? My Ah Luo is naturally the most likable."
Wei Luo didn't feel comforted at all, and said lazily, "I think I'm making trouble out of no reason."
Zhao Jie smiled softly and didn't speak.
"It's still very messy. I often lose my temper with you these days, and I deliberately instigate you to make things difficult for you. In fact, that's not my intention. I don't know what's wrong with me. I can't control myself." She hung her eyes Head, holding Zhao Jie's fingers apologetically, said slowly for a while, "I'm sorry."
Zhao Jie's heart moved, he pressed her head to his chest, sighed and said, "Silly girl, why are you apologizing to me? No matter what you ask me to do, I will do it willingly." "Besides, it's not your fault. Once a woman is pregnant, nine out of ten will become irritable and irritable. Compared with other women, my Ah Luo is much more well-behaved."
Wei Luo raised her head and asked, "How do you know this?"
Zhao Jie raised his eyebrows, took the book in hand and handed it to her, pointed to one of the pages and said, "It says on it."
Wei Luo stared at the line of writing, and saw that it really said something like "pregnancy is very painful and troublesome, and it's all trouble". She turned to the cover page again, and saw four large characters on it—"Effective Production and Treasure". Wei Luo was taken aback, she didn't expect Zhao Jie to read this kind of book, she asked, "Where did you get this book?"
Zhao Jie said: "I asked Zhu Geng to find it from the shop, and the records on it are detailed." He remembered something, and said: "So you don't need to feel guilty, you are now the young ancestor of Prince Jing's mansion, and even the queen mother's My heart, if I don't follow you, who will I follow?"
Wei Luo pursed her mouth, and looked like she was about to cry.
Zhao Jie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and scratched her nose, "The book also said that pregnancy is the easiest to cry, um, it seems true."
Wei Luo wrapped his arms around his neck, pressed his face against his, and murmured, "If I give birth, will you still love me so much?" She was terrified and restless.
Zhao Jie smiled and said, "Ah Luo, I like this child because of you, not you because of this child."
Wei Luo hugged Zhao Jie for a long time without moving. There is probably no one in this world who can talk more about love than Zhao Jie, she thought to herself, it seems that there is a pot of honey hidden in her heart, and Zhao Jie knocked it over, the honey juice flowed into the lily of the limbs, and every pore was full of silk. Wisps of sweetness.