"Morning sickness?" Song Qingyi was stunned for a moment. He had not participated in his own Zhengjun's pregnancy in his previous life, and he didn't know if he was in such a situation at that time, so he was a little surprised and stunned when he heard about it.

"Yes, young master. Shaojun's diet these days is still alone, the first few days will be more difficult, and it will be better after finding food that can be eaten. Seeing Song Qingyi's stunned look, the doctor laughed, and while prescribing some appetizing dietary prescriptions, he gave Song Qingyi some precautions.

"Although these dietary prescriptions have been prescribed by the old man, he doesn't force them, it still depends on Shaojun's appetite, if you can eat it, you can eat it, don't force it if you can't stand the taste." Some people who are pregnant can't stand any taste, but they don't taboo medicinal food, and some people are the opposite, and it still varies from person to person.

"Okay." Song Qingyi nodded, and after letting Lingbao send people out, he stood beside Qi Runyun, a little scared and didn't know what to do.

"Still not feeling well? Why don't I take you to bed? ”

Qi Runyun's face was still not very good, he pressed his chest with his hands, and his breath was slightly rough, which showed that he was still very uncomfortable. Hearing Song Qingyi's words, he raised his eyes and looked at it, but he didn't move.

Song Qingyi waited for a while, confirming that his own Zhengjun didn't have the energy to react to himself, so he directly reached out and hugged the person carefully, "I'll slow down, just say if you're uncomfortable." He knew that some people were most afraid of bumps when they were dizzy and nauseous, and he didn't know Qi Runyun's specific symptoms, so he had to be careful.

Although he is very good-looking, Song Qingyi is only a scholar after all, and he can barely be regarded as a craftsman recently, but unfortunately he is also a craftsman who has not done anything heavy. It was very difficult to pick up Qi Runyun, who was not much shorter than him, sideways, not to mention that he slowed down for the sake of caution, and his hands began to shake after a while.

Liuguang, who was still in the room waiting for orders, was frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Young master, you hurry up a few steps, hurry up and put Shaojun on the bed." "It's better to be uncomfortable than to fall off, Shaojun still has a bun in his stomach!

Qi Runyun, who was held in his arms, also had to be suitable, and hurriedly wrapped his arms around Song Qingyi's neck with one hand, and tightened his collar with the other, and his already not very good face seemed to be even paler.

Song Qingyi also knew that he was reckless, and he didn't think too much about it when he was in a hurry, and now he had to take a few quick steps and carefully put the person on the bed with his last strength.

As soon as they saw that they were safely out of bed, the three people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Qingyi, who was still a little panting, heard this relieved movement, and blushed with embarrassment: "I...... Sorry, I was reckless. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Song Qingyi was a little afraid.

Lying on the bed, perhaps because of what had just happened, Qi Runyun actually felt that he was not so uncomfortable, leaned back and sat up, coughed lightly, covered his mouth and said, "Rinse your mouth." ”

At this moment, Song Qingyi quickly brought the warm water over, so that Liuguang, who was about to come forward to serve, was squeezed away.

Song Qingyi, who finally calmed down, looked at Qi Runyun who was gargling and sighed. At first, he was happy that this person was pregnant, but he completely forgot how much suffering he would suffer when he was pregnant in October.

"Linyu, thank you!" Whether it is not angry and hateful to the Song family, or willing to conceive a child for him. Song Qingyi thanked him earnestly.

Qi Runyun glanced at him, maybe there were questions and inexplicable, but this person just listened quietly as usual and didn't ask anything.

And Liuguang, as early as when Song Qingyi delivered water and cloth towels, quietly retreated outside to guard.

After this day, morning sickness really came like a tiger opening the floodgates. Tossed Qi Runyun to the point that his face was pale, his hands and feet were weak, and the little meat that he had managed to raise had long been gone.

Song Qingyi, who was watching from the side, was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

"Otherwise, let's go home. You're working too hard like this, after all, there are only a few ordinary cooks in Beizhuang here, and you can get a few kinds of game when you come and go. At this time, Song Qingyi had already forgotten his previous behavior of rewarding, and he did not hesitate to dislike others.

Lying on the bed panting and suppressing the suffocating nausea in his chest, he noticed that Song Qingyi reached over and rubbed his chest, there was no one else in the room, Qi Runyun did not stop him from moving, and thought about it when he heard the words, "Stay for two more days, I really can't go back." There was a rare hint of softness in his words.

Sighing, Song Qingyi touched his belly that was revealed after his movements made the clothes fit closely. It's been nearly four months, and the curvature of Qi Runyun's lower abdomen is a little obvious, and his belly is slightly hard, and it feels very full.

"The little thing is so good at tossing, and your father will definitely be the first to whip your ass when you come out."

Qi Runyun's eyes softened when he heard this-I don't know who knew that he was so excited and unbearable when he was pregnant, and after the little thing in his stomach came out, he couldn't do it.

Song Qingyi understood the words in Qi Runyun's eyes, and had to touch his nose at the moment. Can he say that he is so concerned about this little thing that is still in his stomach, and the reason is complicated? But because of that complicated reason, part of the guilt in his heart was for this little thing, and when he was born, he really wanted to fight ...... Maybe it's really reluctant.

Thinking about it here, there was a sudden sound of claws grinding wood outside the door, the source should be their door, and before Song Qingyi got up to check, he heard Lingbao's voice under the corridor.

"Hey, Hongguozi, you're amazing, and you've escaped from prison, I told you that the master is uncomfortable and can't come!"

As soon as Song Qingyi heard this, he knew which guy was making trouble, and he got up for a moment, and was about to sit back when he felt his sleeves being pulled. When I looked up, I saw Qi Runyun's gaze.

"No, you're not feeling well now, and you're still talking about red fruits!" Song Qingyi was very angry about Hongguozi's behavior of firmly holding the attention of his own Zhengjun.

Qi Runyun saw this person's face darkened, and remembered the seemingly ridiculous and indecent words a few days ago, where would he not know what he meant. Pursing his lips, Qi Runyun closed his eyes and touched the corners of his mouth lightly in Song Qingyi's surprised gaze.

"Xianggong ......"

A barely catchable word came into Song Qingyi's ears, and before he could hear the words clearly, the person on the bed had already slipped into the quilt and left his head outside.

"Poof", Song Qingyi was amused by his own Zhengjun's actions, such a big person was embarrassed and embarrassed, and the behavior of burrowing under the quilt was so different from his usual expression that Song Qingyi felt that his heart was also itchy.

He cleared his throat before holding his fist to his mouth. Song Qingyi was afraid that his wife would be uncomfortable in the bed: "Okay, okay." I'm going to bring in the red fruits, you come out quickly, it should be uncomfortable again later.

When Song Qingyi came in pinching the neck of the red fruit, he saw that his own Zhengjun was already sitting upright at the head of the bed, except for the slightly darker color of the ear, nothing else was unusual.

"Whoa." Since the red fruit was taken in by Qi Runyun, Lingbao has cleaned him every day, delicious and drunk, and I don't know if it's because of this, and then the red fruit didn't think about running after there were more opportunities to come out of the cage. In the past few days, Qi Runyun has not been able to send it to him because he is uncomfortable, and he will scratch the door of the room like today.

Putting the washed red fruit on the quilt, Song Qingyi poked its pointed nose: "Sit and play, don't climb up!" ”

The red fruit was sneezed by Song Qingyi's finger, and the hair on his body swelled.

That look made Qi Runyun's eyes light up. For the sake of his wife's happiness, Song Qingyi honestly sat on the side and watched them play.

"Not going to the kiln?" Touching the nose where the red fruit had been poked, Qi Runyun asked sideways. Song Qingyi has been by his side most of the time in the past few days, and it is undeniable that this has made him feel a lot less uncomfortable about the sudden physical changes in his heart, but he knows in his heart that many things on the kiln factory are in a state of urgency, and the people outside are eyeing him, and he is worried that it will delay Song Qingyi's affairs.

"Well, the pipe wall has passed, and he will return to me in time if there is anything, this side is close to the kiln factory, and it won't take much time to come and go." Song Qingyi held his chin and watched his Zhengjun comb the fur on the chin of the red fruit for a while, and the little thing also felt very obediently, honestly clasped on the quilt, raised his neck to facilitate Qi Runyun's movements, and occasionally rubbed his head sideways on the fingers that were comfortable to touch.

Even Song Qingyi was amused by the little thing's actions, not to mention Qi Runyun, who liked it very much from the beginning. Seeing Qi Runyun's movements, he paused, then put his hand into the softest belly of the red fruit fur and rubbed it vigorously, making the little thing that was lying comfortably fried again.

Song Qingyi on the side couldn't hold back his laughter.

“…… Duan Jin is like this, let's pick a day to go back to the house, and you can also rest assured that you can go to the kiln factory. Embarrassed by laughter, although he couldn't see it on his face, Qi Runyun still changed the topic seriously. Originally, he stayed here because he was greedy for coolness, and secondly, he was greedy for quietness and freshness. However, if it affects Song Qingyi's work, it is better to go back to the house and let everyone take care of him, so that he can rest assured to be busy. The things in the glazed kiln are also the things that Qi Runyun is concerned about, if it weren't for the sudden arrival of this child, he would actually want to go to the kiln factory at this time.

As he was talking, Lingbao walked in with something, it was Qi Runyun's dim sum - a bowl of thin porridge with sour plums, this is the only food that Qi Runyun can eat recently, and all other smells can make him spit out bile, so Song Qingyi no longer eats with him.

After taking the porridge water, Song Qingyi motioned for him to continue, and he took a spoon and planned to feed it to him.

"Duan Jin, I can do it myself." He just had morning sickness and weakness in his hands and feet, not to the point where he couldn't even hold the bowl.

Song Qingyi didn't argue with him, and used the recent things in the kiln factory to feed him while feeding him - he knew that his Zhengjun was actually quite concerned, if he hadn't been too unwell recently, he would definitely go to the kiln factory to have a look.

Sure enough, as soon as he talked about this, Qi Runyun didn't say much, while listening, he continued to pick up the fur of the red fruits, and occasionally picked some nuts from the dried fruit saucer that had just been served together to feed the red fruits, this half-grown little fox was not picky, feeding it everything, especially loving dried fruits. Song Qingyi joked that if it weren't for this triangular face, he would have thought it was a squirrel.

When Guan Bi came in, he saw such a scene, his young master was feeding Shaojun porridge with a spoon, and Shaojun on the bed not only did not dodge as usual, but also calmly pinched the dried fruits and fed the red fruits. The rhythm is quite harmonious, swallow a mouthful of porridge and hand over a dried fruit.

Song Qingyi noticed the wall of the pipe and raised his eyebrows - this is not the usual time to come back.

Guan Bi glanced at Shaojun, who had also seen it.

"What's the matter, just say it." Song Qingyi didn't care and fed another bite.

Qi Runyun's eyes flashed, but he subconsciously fed a dried fruit with a red fruit in his hand.

Looking at the pipe wall, I felt sweat on my forehead. "Back to the young master, another little beggar touched the mountain, but this time he directly touched Lao Zheng's side and gave a message."

Little beggars? Song Qingyi's heart moved. Signal the pipe wall to continue.

"The message said: 'The materials are already on the way to Jincheng.'"