Jacqueline gave birth at the end of this month and gave birth to two fat dolls, a boy and a girl, and the family was very happy. Martha and a group of her classmates went to see her the next day, and Lan Qingchuan also went to the hospital with a big belly.

After giving birth, Jacqueline regained her previous spirits, constantly complaining about her out-of-shape, and now she has begun to think about losing weight.

They all laughed when they heard this, and Martha comforted her: "There will be time in the future, don't rush." ”

"I see Cherry has gained a lot of weight." Some classmates looked at Lan Qingchuan's stomach curiously and wondered, "Wouldn't this be ......?" ”

"Isn't that what it is?" Martha smiled: "More than three months, right?" ”

Lan Qingchuan nodded. She has been made up in various ways recently, and the old lady Hetan urges the small kitchen every day, and the Lan family's manor also sends things from time to time, and none of them are the same.

"Oh, our little Marquis of Paris."

"Your Excellency the Marquis is overjoyed, isn't he?"

Lan Qingchuan touched his bulging belly, smiled and stood up: "I'll go see the babies." ”

This pregnancy was really hard, and after returning from the hospital, Lan Qingchuan was careless and had a painful foot for an afternoon. The little guy in her stomach was making a lot of noise, Lan Qingchuan had serious morning sickness, and her appetite was not very good, almost eating and vomiting. I finally raised some meat, and in the blink of an eye, I vomited it out.

When Ou Yanzhe came back, Lan Qingchuan had already slept. She slept unsteadily, her brows furrowed, one hand resting on her bulging abdomen and the other behind her head.

He lay down beside her and reached out to massage her, starting with her legs and pressing gently. Lan Qingchuan has only been pregnant for more than three months, and her lower limbs have not yet become bloated. Ou Yanzhe noticed that last time his mother, Mrs. Sharui, mentioned that edema in the third trimester is normal. Lan Qingchuan's difficult pregnancy has already been revealed, the morning sickness is so serious, people are extremely haggard.

Lan Qingchuan opened his eyes slightly, saw that it was him, raised his eyelids slightly and said, "You're back." ”

"If there's anything you want to eat now, I'll let the kitchenette do it."

She was a little blue at the moment, and just shook her head.

Ou Yanzhe was distressed and touched her bulging belly: "It's not a way not to eat, is it okay to boil some porridge?" You eat and then sleep. ”

She straightened up with difficulty, and her whole expression was sorrowful: "Okay." ”

When he returned to the Glass Flower Hall, Joey was already waiting.

"Is Madame better?"

"The appetite is small, and the person is very uncomfortable." Ou Yanzhe sat on the couch and rubbed his eyebrows.

"The Paris Chamber of Commerce is about to start in half a month, how will the lady's seat be arranged?" Joey flipped through the itinerary in his hand, hesitant.

"I haven't told her about it yet." Ou Yanzhe held his forehead, "She is pregnant, she has no spirit, and she is not a big director." Let's put it first, I'll contact Lan Yuanli to see if he can come to attend. ”

"Yes." Joey remembered it, and told him again, "The old lady will come over in a moment, and she has something to say." ”

The old lady came up in a moment, and she had just finished walking from the garden, and her expression was slightly relaxed.

Ou Yanzhe helped her to sit down, and withdrew the servants who had followed, and the room was filled with the fragrance of silent roses blooming.

"The military department is overorganized, are you fueling the troubles?" Old Madame Hetan took the flower tea in Joey's hand and squinted slightly.

"It's a matter of time." Ou Yanzhe sat back on the chaise longue with a flat expression: "This is the most uneasy part of Sentwa, she wants to firmly control the power." ”

"It's too hasty." Old Madam Hetan snorted: "What's more, take a whole body." The old lady sneered, "Centva, she is not surnamed Shesidton, nor is she like her mother Margaret. It's also strange to say that she is bloodlined, but she is not close to the family. In this way, it seems that the royal power is bound to fall into the hands of York, this impure alien race. ”

Ou Yanzhe was noncommittal: "Sentewa has a son on his knees, and he has not yet established a prince. Shesidon is powerful, and she has to pave the way for her little prince. ”