Seeing that his threat was effective, Li Xiao looked at his stomach again.
It's cold now, and a window was opened for ventilation in this room. Although there is a screen to block a lot of wind blowing in, the temperature can't be considered high, so Song Song just took off his cloak even when he was eating, and the cotton outside was The quality is still wearing on the body, and he can't see anything.
It is estimated that when the chill in the air subsides, it will be time to show her pregnancy.
In the mind that one bite is one bite, Song Song still tries to pick meat as much as possible to eat recently. Li Xiao is worried that he will eat too much meat to make up for the child's excess. He especially found a master who can cook, and uses soy products to make meat taste. , but…
Looking at it at the moment, Song Song still only eats meat and disdains soy products.
Until he suddenly paused and covered his lips instantly.
Only then did Li Xiao understand what he meant by 'reaction'.
He took the water for Song Song to rinse his mouth, frowned and stretched out his hand to help his vomited limp body up, Song Song was dizzy and his legs were soft, his face was pale, and Li Xiao lowered his eyebrows and said, "Go back to the house first, Let Ji Ying take a look."
"It's okay, I can still eat."
"… "
Li Xiao looked down at him uncertainly, Song Song helped him stand firm, pursed his pale lips, and said, "I, I want to eat."
"Then eat some more."
A few steps away, Song Song was picked up by him again, and Li Xiao put him back on the chair and said, "Eat something light."
Song Song obediently obeyed. After taking two bites, his stomach suddenly twitched again. Li Xiao immediately handed him the spittoon he brought up. Xiao, with some grievances, said: "I can't eat..."
Li Xiao touched his head, frowned and said, "Go back and ask Ji Ying to take a look and prepare some recipes."
"This is normal." Song Song has experienced such pain in his previous life. He knows how difficult it is to conceive this child. The pregnancy reaction has almost never stopped from conception to birth, but Li Xiao knows nothing about it. , he frowned, glanced at his abdomen with a gloomy look, and said, "Go back and let the kitchen cook something else to eat, come."
Song Song rinsed his mouth again. He was still in good spirits just now, but now he seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Li Xiao turned around and wrapped a cape for him, bent down and picked him up, Song Song hurriedly struggled: "No, there are still people below."
"What are you afraid of?" Li Xiao said displeasedly, "Who doesn't know that you are my princess?"
He couldn't resist picking Song Song up and going downstairs.
After the Tianzi Pagoda incident, when Li Xiao went out, as long as there was Song Song by his side, everyone wouldn't feel scared anymore, but even so, as long as he saw him, he could not help but let his voice down. He was carried down upstairs, thinking that everyone now knows that he is a boneless princess, and there is no way to hold him wherever he goes.
Watching them go out, the shop became lively again: "Is the princess sick?"
"Having a child will definitely be different, delicate."
"The prince is really fond of the princess... If only my daughter would have such a loving husband in the future."
"It's a shop opened by the concubine, so I'll always come here to be happy when I have nothing to do. I'm sure your girl will find a good husband when she grows up!"
…
Putting down the pedals in front of the carriage, Li Xiao stepped on it, put Song Song in the carriage, and then closed all the windows and doors in the carriage before sitting beside him, saying, "What else is uncomfortable?"
"No." Song Song's spirit was not good, and his mood was depressed. Li Xiao didn't know what to do, so he had to accompany him back to the house in silence.
After arriving at the gate of the palace, Li Xiao jumped down first, and then picked him up to get off the car. Song Song just fell into his arms, but suddenly felt his arms tighten, and suddenly hugged him for half a circle. When he stopped, Song Song realized that he had just Someone shot an arrow in this direction.
He was stunned for a moment: "What... what's going on?"
"It's just an assassin." Li Xiao walked in with him in his arms, and whispered, "Remember to bring someone with you when you go out. I will order Bai Yan to follow you every step of the way."
Song Song lowered his eyelashes, agreed again, and said softly, "Is it the Queen's?"
"It's also possible that someone wants to fish in troubled waters." Li Xiao's tone was somewhat reassuring; "Don't worry, I will take good care of my lady."
Song Song is now his lifeblood, and the people who want to kill him are definitely not just a group of people, but these are Li Xiao's affairs, and he doesn't want to talk too much with Song Song.
After talking, they had already returned to the main house, and Li Xiao asked him, "What would you like to eat? Let the kitchen do it."
"Don't eat... I want to sleep."
The feeling of stomach cramps made him dizzy, Li Xiao didn't say anything, put him on the bed and tucked the quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed and patted his shoulder gently.
Song Song lay there on his side, and could feel the gentle reassurance in his palm, he couldn't hold back a smile: "His Royal Highness, go ahead, I'm reacting normally now, don't worry."
"Um."
Having said that, Li Xiao didn't leave, Song Song couldn't persuade him, and he couldn't stop the exhaustion coming from him, so he quickly fell asleep.
Li Xiao waited until he fell asleep before getting up and leaving, all the way to Ji Ying's yard, and ordered someone to knock on the door.
"Mr. Ji, the lord is looking for you for something."
Ji Ying was sleeping soundly at the moment when he heard a voice and answered vaguely, "Come in..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly jumped up and took off Song Song's portrait on the wall: "Wait, wait, come over now!"
Li Xiao waited patiently for a while, the door was opened, he glanced at Ji Ying's room, and said, "What were you doing just now?"
"It's nothing." Ji Ying stepped aside. There were still seven stoves in his house, which were as warm as before, but Li Xiao's eyes suddenly fell on the corner of the paper exposed between the bed sheets, and he asked, "What is that? "
Ji Ying immediately stepped forward, reached out and stuffed the corner of the paper: "It's nothing."
The more he tried to hide it, the more inseparable Li Xiao's eyes were. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it the portrait of the princess?"
"..." I'm going, can you guess this? !
Ji Ying hadn't spoken yet, but his expression had already betrayed him. Li Xiao's face suddenly turned gloomy. He slapped him away with a palm, lifted the bed curtain and took out the picture scroll. It's Song Song from different angles. You can see long and thick eyelashes from the side, and a toothy smile from the front. Li Xiao squeezed it in his hand and slowly set his eyes on Ji Ying: "You also need the princess to protect you. Safety?"
"No." Ji Ying said, "I'm researching whether this portrait can also cure your illness. I'll take a look at it from every angle. What is the good medicine for this princess? This matter has been approved by the princess."
Li Xiao's stormy eyes met him, and Ji Ying was a little flustered: "No, wang ye, don't get me wrong, that wangfei is my grandfather now... Do you think I can beat my grandfather's idea? Yes? no?"
Li Xiao's eyes were dark, and he threw the picture scroll into the stove with his backhand, and his tone was full of anger: "Don't let this king see his portrait in your room again."
Well, not directly crazy, there is still time to warn, can't die today.
At the same time Ji Ying was relieved, he glanced at the burning picture with a miserable face. He noticed that the chill on Li Xiao's body was increasing, so he had to reluctantly retract his gaze and change the subject: "Why did the lord suddenly come here? Is there something wrong?"
"The princess has a bad appetite today and vomited everything she ate. What's your opinion?"
Ji Ying rubbed his nose and said, "I really don't have a clue about this, buy some sour plums and try it out, don't sour apricots and hawthorns, this is normal."
"Will it be more serious tomorrow?"
"It has something to do with one's physique and mood. If the prince can coax him to be happy, his reaction will probably be lessened."
Ji Ying watched from a distance to prevent himself from being accidentally injured. Li Xiao frowned again. After a while, he asked again, "Do you have a portrait of your senior brother?"
Ji Ying immediately recovered and said, "Have you found him?"
"The queen is already looking for it, and this king will send someone to follow, so I can always get some news."
Ji Ying smiled and cupped his hands: "Your Highness is wise, but there are really no portraits. I have to paint them now, or I will send them to you tomorrow?"
Li Xiao glanced at him again, and then his eyes began to sweep his room, and he warned: "Don't hide the portrait of the princess."
"I remember." Ji Ying made a gesture of invitation from a distance, and Li Xiao was too lazy to stay. When he was about to go out, he suddenly asked without giving up: "You really didn't feel when you looked at the portrait of my grandfather?"
Li Xiao just walked to the door, he raised his hand to hold the door, and said without looking back: "This is how this king feels."
Ji Ying didn't react, until Li Xiao stepped out and walked outside, the maid came to help him close the door, but suddenly screamed—
The door that Li Xiao touched suddenly fell to the ground, and the cold wind blew in. Ji Ying's whole body fell into an ice cellar in an instant, and he jumped up suddenly: "Ah! I have to change rooms. !!"
The maid hurriedly said, "My servant, go and hang a curtain for Mr. to block it first."
Ji Ying was almost frozen, hugged himself and jumped onto the bed again, wrapped in the quilt and shivering, his eyes fell on the door that was shattered by infuriating energy again, and he shivered again.
The jealousy of men is also terrible.
When Song Song stared and woke up, it was already night. He sat up straight and rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, there was a table beside the bed. Li Xiao was sitting at his desk and painting. He stretched his neck and looked at it: "What are you doing?"
"Draw you." Li Xiao raised his thin eyelids with a bit of coldness in his eyes: "The paintings in Ji Ying's hands were all approved by you?"
Song Song nodded. After sitting upright, he noticed that his face was even colder. He hesitated for a while, and said, "Yes, because he said... Maybe a portrait can also cure His Highness."
"What nonsense!" Li Xiao threw the pen and said, "Do you believe this too?"
Song Song was stunned: "Then, otherwise he wants a portrait of me... what else can I do?"
The husband and wife looked at each other, Li Xiao raised his hand and moved the table to a corner, walked towards him, put his hands on the edge of the bed, his breath sprayed on Song Song's face, causing him to lean back unnaturally, the man's tone was dangerous, and he said in a low voice : "Do you know who you are?"
"Of course it's from His Highness." Song Song wondered in his heart, his voice was small, and his eyes were a little inexplicable.
Li Xiao paused slightly because of his natural tone. He didn't know what expression to put on for a while, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, although it was not easy to notice. He continued to look cold. But there is less danger at the beginning: "Since you know it, you shouldn't let others hide your paintings."
Song Song looked at him with beautiful eyes, and gradually realized something. He pursed his lips, a little curious, and a little excited, and asked softly, "Your Highness... Are you jealous?"