I'm pregnant and it's been three months.
When Wen Mingyu heard this, her mind went blank, and she was stunned.
Hearing this news, the first thing that came up was not joy, but shock and surprise, an unreal feeling of dreaming. Isn't it fake pregnancy? He always thought it was a fake pregnancy.
Mu Zhan, who was sitting next to him, looked even more surprised, as if he didn't quite believe it.
The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, after all, usually at this time, a new father can't help but be overjoyed. However, I can understand that it is normal for the Sage to be more cautious when he missed a few years ago.
Several imperial doctors took the pulse, and after careful discussion, gave the exact answer that she was pregnant.
This can be said to be basically correct.
Mu Zhan decreed that the imperial doctor would make a plan to prevent the miscarriage, and he had to ensure the health of the queen, so he waved them off.
Only Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan were left in the hall.
Both are recalling, three months ago, when was it, they weren't both... etc.
"Dragon Chair!"
Wen Mingyu suddenly realized that it was the dragon chair time, which happened to be a fever period, and was too eager to get out of control, so they didn't take any measures at all. And during this period, the pregnancy rate is relatively high, so you won the lottery.
Mu Zhan's expression didn't change much, but there were obvious emotions in his eyes, and he was slightly annoyed, "My fault."
Wen Mingyu felt a little strange when she heard it, "Why do you admit your mistake? It's a matter of the two of us. I, I too... can't control it."
As he spoke, he seemed a little guilty, and his ears turned red.
Mu Zhan couldn't help but smile and reached out to touch his ear.
Wen Mingyu ducked for a while, and went to pinch him, but Mu Zhan didn't hide, and put his arms around his waist to make it easier for him to move.
Although the imperial doctor was confirmed, Wen Mingyu was still a little dazed, unable to accept the huge change at once, and subconsciously touched her stomach.
"I really have a child, and I don't know if it's a boy or a girl."
"all good."
Whether it is a prince or a princess, they will love and nurture them equally.
Mu Zhan also stretched out his hand and placed it on his stomach through his clothes, feeling an indescribably subtle feeling in his heart.
... Is he really going to be the father
Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan looked at each other and suddenly laughed. Because this feeling is too similar to deja vu, I have been falsely pregnant before, and it seems that this time it is really like a second child, or a third child. However, with those experiences, in a sense, it is also an experience, so there is no need to panic this time.
Although the arrival of the child was somewhat unexpected, it was out of their short-term plan, but they had thought about it after reaching the crown, and it really came. After they were surprised, they slowly accepted it and began to prepare.
It's only been three months, but everything in the royal family is very grand, not to mention the matter of the emperor's heir, which is particularly important. There is always no harm in being early, so be prepared.
Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan discussed what to do in the future.
"Will it be very hard to be a Hanlin editor? Do you want to come back first to rest and raise the baby?"
In the past, because of the false pregnancy, Mu Zhan specially read some related books, knowing that pregnancy is very hard, and doing some tiring work at this time is even more of a burden. So he was worried that Wen Mingyu's body couldn't stand it.
Wen Mingyu thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "No, now I've gotten used to it. I can do everything quickly, and the affairs are not too heavy, so I can handle it."
He paused for a moment, afraid that Mu Zhan would be uneasy, and then said: "The imperial doctor said that the pulse is stable, and I will check the pulse regularly. If there is any situation, it is not too late for me to take sick leave. It has only been three months since I started working, so I will take it immediately. Long sick leave is unreasonable."
Mu Zhan nodded, agreeing with his idea, he did not have to stay in the Taiji Palace to raise the baby, and the emperor's heir was the most important. After all, although the child is theirs, he just learned that there is no relationship between them. Wen Mingyu is the most important thing to him. Of course, his priority is Wen Mingyu's thoughts and health.
"Always pay attention to your body, don't force it."
Wen Mingyu nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."
But think about it, the cub in his belly is really strong. He just came when he was busy at work. It's fine, nothing happened, and he's very lucky.
Suddenly pregnant, life has changed a lot, but many things are still as usual, but there are many more points to pay attention to.
Wen Mingyu, as always, continued to go to work in ancient times.
Fortunately, the problem of morning sickness is not very serious. Wen Mingyu eats some sour and can suppress it. In addition, there are also tocolytics prescribed by the imperial doctor, which can relieve the discomfort of pregnancy and do not affect his normal life.
Wen Mingyu can't help but touch her stomach occasionally, other times it's the same as before, it doesn't seem to be any different.
He worked calmly and conscientiously, and did not fail at all, but his efficiency became higher, which stimulated Wei Chen's competitive mentality, and unconsciously began to compete in secret.
During the break, he picked up the cyan sour fruit and ate it, and enjoyed it. Wei Chen felt sour to his teeth just by looking at it. He frowned and stared at Wen Mingyu like a non-human being. .
Other colleagues also admired him, and after tasting one, they shivered with sourness.
Because of this, everyone took advantage of the situation to expand the topic, and talked about some special foods. Some have seen them, and some have seen them when they were reading books. For example, they smelled and tasted delicious. It looked dark and not slippery, but it was very sweet. They only ate juice. The meat spit out... There are all kinds of strange things, it seems that Wen Mingyu likes to eat sour fruit is also very ordinary.
A colleague also revealed that he likes to eat stinky tofu, saying that it has a strange smell and can't help eating it again. It's just that I have to go to work in the palace, so naturally I can't bring the smell, so I have to eat it when I have a rest. He described the taste as crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, fragrant and fragrant. With the addition of chili and garlic sauce, it was so delicious that he could not wait to swallow his tongue.
The glowing eyes made everyone around him greedy, unable to stop swallowing, and even agreed that Xiu Mu would try it together next time.
Wen Mingyu watched everyone chatting in a group, completely different from the usual serious and serious appearance, extraordinarily down-to-earth. Unable to control his mind, he imagined the image of several officials wearing their regular clothes standing in front of the street stalls, each with a bowl of blue-black stinky tofu in their hands, eating with relish, and he wanted to laugh. So cute.
However, I have to say that he really wants to try it, but he has never eaten it!
Wen Mingyu couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She really wanted to eat together, but she still went back and asked the imperial doctor to see if she could eat it, woo.
After a few chats, everyone quickly returned to work.
Not long after, Mu Zhan came over. The Hanlins secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Holy Master would come here. If it had been earlier, they would have been caught slacking off.
Everyone respectfully saluted, waiting for the holy man to say the purpose of coming here.
But Mu Zhan had nothing to look for at all, he just came to see Wen Mingyu's condition. In the end, don't worry. Fortunately, Wen Mingyu was a Hanlin, so he was close enough to find an excuse to wander around.
But Wen Mingyu himself was unaware, and he thought that Mu Zhan had some intentions, just like everyone else.
A little helplessness flashed in Mu Zhan's eyes.
Wei Chen had a habit of recording daily notes, as long as the Holy One appeared, his eyes couldn't help but drift over, noticing what the Holy One did.
Then, he found out that the sage was watching the news editor again, and he saw more than before.
Wei Chen's hands were itchy, and he really wanted to take a note down, but the queen didn't give it, and the emperor listened to the queen again, which made it uncomfortable.
Wei Chen pursed his lips and puffed out a little bun face, but he didn't realize it.
Because Mu Zhan came and wandered from time to time, the Hanlins were under a lot of pressure, and their work efficiency soared, but at the same time, they felt that their hair loss had become more serious, and there was a baldness crisis.
At this time, from an angle that was not easily noticed by others, Wen Mingyu tilted her head and secretly retched, her face turning pale.
Mu Zhan suddenly said in a deep voice, "Wen Mingyu, come with Gu."
Just take people away.
Others couldn't help but guess what the sage asked people to do in the past. Could it be that there was any dissatisfaction, and Wen Mingyu should be punished? After getting along during this period of time, everyone still has a good impression of these excellent newcomers who are working hard and making progress, and I don't want anything to happen to him.
Wei Chen was very calm, not worried, "It's alright."
The colleague asked, "How can you be sure?"
Wei Chen said tuggingly, "I can infer it with my cleverness."
Colleague: "… "
Take back what I said before, not every newcomer is cute, and this one is very demanding.
But they couldn't think of it. In fact, the holy man called the person over just to let him rest in an open and honest way.
Mu Zhan first asked Wen Mingyu to eat something that could relieve morning sickness to make his stomach feel better. Since learning of her pregnancy, Mu Zhan has ordered these things to be kept, so that Wen Mingyu can eat it at any time no matter where she is.
Mu Zhan also put his warm hands on his stomach and gently touched it, using the temperature of his palms to make him feel better.
After pregnancy, a person becomes lethargic.
Wen Mingyu originally wanted to help draft the edict, but was pressed by Mu Zhan on the long couch and ordered to sleep.
He was still wrapped in Mu Zhan's robe, like a simple nest, and he lay curled up in it, like a cooked shrimp. Surrounded by familiar aroma pheromones, it was reassuring. After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Mu Zhan watched him for a while, hooked up his long hair, put it back on the couch, and then turned around to deal with political affairs. He also drafted the edict in Wen Mingyu's handwriting to make him a reasonable stay here. Excuse.
Wen Mingyu thought about it, and squinted for a while, but she didn't expect that half an hour had passed by the time she opened her eyes again.
With a shudder, he got up from the couch, his hands propped up on the soft mattress, his face was dazed and confused, obviously not fully awake.
Hearing the movement, Mu Zhan turned his head to look over, and saw that he was hugging his robe tightly, his hair was slightly messy and hanging down on his shoulders and chest, and his clothes were slightly open. The fruity and alcoholic aromas blend together and are completely indistinguishable.
Mu Zhan got up, walked straight towards him, and asked warmly, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Wen Mingyu shook her head dully, but her body was unnaturally stiff, as if she didn't dare to move.
Mu Zhan noticed something was wrong, thought he was unwell, frowned and worried: "What's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable?"
In fact, it can't be regarded as uncomfortable at all, but it is a situation that is difficult to explain. Just like the fake pregnancy, it is forbidden to touch the chest. When I got up just now, I moved too much, and the cloth wiped it, and he couldn't accept it and didn't dare to move. .
Wen Mingyu said in a low voice, "...I'm fine."
How could Mu Zhan believe this. He walked all the way to the long couch, then squatted down, looked at Wen Mingyu from the bottom up, his eyes could almost be said to be gentle, no one would have expected to see such an expression on a tyrant.
Lowering his posture, he doesn't seem to care about his identity, just an ordinary person who hopes to be honest with his lover.
Mu Zhan's always cold voice lowered, revealing a rare gentleness, "Don't hide anything from me, okay? I'll be worried."
Mu Zhan is in a low position, and he has to look up at Wen Mingyu. Such a gap between heights and heights seems to be that Wen Mingyu is the one who is in control, but in fact, such a position cannot be avoided, and Mu Zhan will look at it no matter what. to the embarrassed look on his face.
It's useless to bow your head and tilt your head unless you turn your back, but this movement is too big, and Wen Mingyu also feels a little hypocritical.
In desperation, he opened his mouth to say, but this fact was difficult to be calm, and he finally said it, and his voice was not consciously lowered.
But Mu Zhan was close enough to hear it.
He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly, a dark light flashed in his eyes.
He just lowered his eyes, and was silent for two seconds, then Mu Zhan raised his eyes, reached out and took Wen Mingyu's hand, slowly, one by one fingers inserted into his fingers, fingers intertwined, almost close to kissing Go up in general.
His palms were hot, as if the flames were lit, and he was sweating faintly.
Mu Zhan stared at him and said in a low voice, "I know this too, I'll help you, okay?"
His voice was very gentle, as if he was afraid that he would scare people away if he was not careful.
Wen Mingyu just took off the beam crown because she was sleeping, and also took off her black shoes. She wore only white socks on her feet, which were hung loosely on her ankles when she slept. When she heard Mu Zhan's words, her toes couldn't control her slightly. curl up.
His ears, which were hidden in his hair, also turned red, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Mu Zhan clasped his hand tightly, as if he had expected this situation a long time ago, so just now, when he was not on guard, he grabbed his hand . The dark and deep eyes also locked his sight firmly.
Wen Mingyu was stared at by such eyes, and her face was a little red, like a small animal that fell into a trap, trembling, helpless and pitiful. But the hunter could never let him go, he could only hold it firmly in his hand.
In the end, Wen Mingyu nodded and agreed.
Mu Zhan smiled softly, sat down on the couch, and hugged him into his arms. Wen Mingyu buried her face on his shoulders and lay on her stomach, never raising her head, like a little ostrich avoiding reality, she just groaned occasionally, trying to get out of the sand, but she still didn't dare.
After a long time, he finally had to pack up and go back to his colleagues. When Wen Mingyu was about to leave, he was stopped by Mu Zhan and said, "It's almost time, you go back now, this state will make you think a lot."
Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, but didn't react for a while, until Mu Zhan pointed to his face and the end of his eyes, and said, "It's all red."
Wen Mingyu's eyes widened suddenly.
Mu Zhan smiled and said, "It's even more popular. If you go out now, others must think I bullied you."
Wen Mingyu wants to hit the dog!
And why do you think bullying, isn't it true
Said to help him, but really...
Wen Mingyu blushed with anger now.
Mu Zhan also told him not to get emotional and calm down.
But this time the fried hair can be easily coaxed. Wen Mingyu patted his hand away, but was caught again soon and could only be thrown, but the hand was like super glue and could not be thrown at all. Lose.
Wen Mingyu gave up after shaking it twice, sat down beside Mu Zhan with a sullen face, and said fiercely, "Hurry up and work hard!"
He became the supervisor next to the emperor. He was unselfish and extremely strict. When the emperor lost his mind, he patted his arm unceremoniously. It's not very strong, it's almost like being scratched by a fluffy paw.
Mu Zhan took two blows, but said with a smile: "Gu thinks that people who supervise Gu like this are very necessary to handle government affairs quickly."
Wen Mingyu: "..."
Being defeated by Mu Zhan's brazenness, he couldn't play at all.
The next day was the period of feasting.
Wen Mingyu, Wei Chen and others followed the Hanlin Bachelor to Yanyi Pavilion.
The so-called classics feast refers to the imperial lectures specially set up by the emperor to lecture on the history of the scriptures. *
Simply put, it is to teach the emperor a lesson.
One of the duties of Wen Mingyu, Wei Chen, and others is to teach at the banquet, acting as a teaching assistant.
Not only the emperor, but also some important ministers such as the prime minister will also attend.
Lectures are also very rich in content, including but not limited to "Zhengshuo", "Three Dynasties Classics and Martial Saints", "Ancestral Hadith Records", "Tang Shu", "Heart Sutra", "University Yanyi", "National Dynasty Treasures Mirror" ". *
The emperor can ask questions at any time, and the lecturer, the Hanlin scholar, will answer the questions, and other ministers will also participate in the discussion.
In the process, Wen Mingyu and the others can also learn a lot, which can be said to benefit from many parties.
In addition to teaching scriptures and history, the banquet officials will also take the opportunity to show their thoughts and theories to the emperor at this time, reflect some situations in the court and the people, and realize their own political propositions. Ministers will also submit memorials. After the emperor listens, he and the ministers discuss important national affairs and listen to various opinions. Therefore, the banquet officials can also be said to be political advisers. *
Although Wen Mingyu is not the main lecturer, but because he is appreciated by the bachelor, he helps by his side, and occasionally stands over to give a speech.
As the emperor's teacher, when Wen Mingyu thought of this, she couldn't help being a little excited, her face flushed slightly.
Mu Zhan sat below and stared at him intently, looking very serious. Although Mu Zhan was listening when others were giving lectures, it was obviously different. At this time, he was more serious than ever. However, in a certain sense, he is also extremely careless, doing two things with one mind, and most of his mind is devoted to seeing Wen Mingyu.
Wen Mingyu stood there, confident and calm, as if glowing.
Mu Zhan looked at it with an inexplicable sense of pride and satisfaction in his heart. He unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
The prime minister next to him noticed it, and the white beard shivered suddenly, his expression very complicated. If you really want to describe it, there are probably countless barrages popping out of his head, constantly roaring and scolding the faint, this is a feast, listening to lectures to discuss state affairs! Not for you to see your wife!
If I really want to say, it is absurd that becoming the empress of the Hanlin is more reliable than the emperor. The work exceeds the requirements, and the completion is excellent, which is appreciated by the boss. And this emperor has more and more potential to be a dazed emperor, and he becomes distracted when he looks at people.
Fortunately, Mu Zhan could pick up when he wanted to say something, and it didn't look like he had deserted. Only then did the Prime Minister breathe a sigh of relief, there is still salvation, and there is still salvation.
Wen Mingyu, as a newcomer, did not participate much in the first lecture at the feast day. He was just listening in and didn't need to speak much. But later, the bachelor found that his thoughts and views were very good, so he called someone over and indicated that he could Try to speak in the presence of the Holy Spirit.
So, the Hanlin Bachelor gave him the opportunity to give a small speech. Because time is precious, the bachelor has limited the number of words and length of time, so Wen Mingyu made preparations, condensed the content to be condensed, and controlled it within half a quarter of an hour.
On the day of the feast, Wen Mingyu couldn't help but get nervous. It was nothing at first, but when he really stood up, it was different. There are so many people around, and they are all important officials of the court, and powerful people who are resourceful and resourceful. Is he qualified to say this? Will others find it naive and ridiculous
He couldn't control his body tense, his fingers curled up stiffly. When he met Mu Zhan's line of sight, he panicked for a while, and the book in his hand was almost unsteady and was about to fall.
Seeing him like this, Mu Zhan moved his hand on the armrest, subconsciously wanting to do something.
But soon, Wen Mingyu lowered his eyes slightly, took a deep breath imperceptibly, forced himself to calm down, and started his lecture.
At first, the voice was a little unnatural, but it became more and more stateful, and it became very infectious, making people listen to it unconsciously, follow his rhythm, and think about the feasibility of what he said.
Mu Zhan knew before that Wenming Yuying was unparalleled and unpolished. Once he was given the time and opportunity to learn to break through himself, in time, he would be a thorough person with foresight and insight.
At this time, he had already leaked a bit of light. The important minister listened, nodded unconsciously, and discussed the ability of this new second-ranking person with the people beside him.
Mu Zhan was in a good mood when he heard them praise Wen Mingyu in a low voice, and looked at Wen Mingyu without blinking.
Wen Mingyu was stared at for a long time, and could only maintain a calm expression with difficulty, but her ears could not be controlled to slowly turn red, she pretended to finish everything naturally, and then walked back to her place. He avoided looking at Mu Zhan throughout the whole process, but he could still clearly feel the scorching gaze that could not be ignored.
After the end, they returned to the Taiji Temple.
When Wen Mingyu saw Mu Zhan again, he lost all the prudence he had just now, and even when Mu Zhan reached out to touch his ear, he stopped Mu Zhan's hand, pretending to be serious and saying, "Respect the teacher, don't mess with your hands. Feet, I am your teacher."
Mu Zhan paused, then raised his eyebrows, and called out slowly, "... Teacher."
Wen Mingyu didn't expect him to be so obedient, so he followed suit and called the teacher obediently. Wen Mingyu swelled instantly and said, "Pour a cup of tea for the teacher."
Mu Zhan didn't refuse, he really poured him a cup of tea and put it by his hand. Wen Mingyu took a sip, and then said that he would check the students' schoolwork.
Mu Zhan responded one by one.
After a good time of being a teacher, at night, Mu Zhan said with a smile: "The teacher's kindness is too heavy to be repaid, so the students have no choice but to feed the teacher."
Wen Mingyu was stunned, and before she could say anything, she groaned and was forced to fall along with her.
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PS: *The content of the feast comes from Encyclopedia.