Song Qing didn't expect that she would become pregnant and become a mother so soon, while Zhao Cheng was a little overwhelmed, and his hands under the nervous sleeves were clenched.

There was a feeling of pie falling from the sky, and it hit him.

In short, he was in a complicated mood now, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Next, after Xu Zhao silently retreated, only Zhao Cheng and his wife were left in the room.

Song touched his lower abdomen lightly, so happy that he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the man sitting on the edge of his bed. At this time, he sat there with a deep face, looking at the cold and hard expression that didn't say a word, and he didn't know that he didn't like this child.

It's really, it looks too calm and serious. Seeing that he was so quiet, Song raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively.

"That."

"Don't you want children?"

Zhao Cheng was stunned and stretched out his hand, and his fingertips pressed against Song Qing's lips. He lowered his head and looked at Song Qing's belly gently, and then whispered after a while: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

That's in his blood.

How could he not want.

At this moment, he didn't know what to say except for being happy, and he had a feeling that he wanted to go out and ride a horse for a lap now.

Song Qing still wanted to speak, but saw that Zhao Cheng had already reached out and hugged her into his arms and hugged her gently.

"I'll protect you."

It seems that he will have to be more careful in the future and not make a mistake. Zhao Cheng knew that in his position, there were many people who wanted his life, as long as he went on a business trip a little, what would happen if her wife and children fell into the hands of others, he would never let that kind of thing happen.

Leaning on his arms, smelling the cold smell on his body, Song Qing couldn't help but laugh silently. Of course, she knew that it was impossible for him not to want a child, just to see him so quiet and want him to come back to his senses.

Song Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed the shirt on his chest and whispered, "Since I married you, I have believed that you will be a good husband with responsibilities and responsibilities, and now I believe that you will be a good father." ”

Zhao Cheng hugged Song Qing, lowered his head and leaned on her neck and kissed her gently.

"Ma'am."

"Thank you."

Thank you for marrying me, thank you for believing in me, thank you for letting me know that the sun can be so warm.

Seeing him like this, Song chuckled and reached out to touch his cheek.

A thousand words are all in one word.

On this day, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion was full of joy, everyone received a rich reward, and they all knew that the Prime Minister's Mansion was finally going to usher in a little lady or a little young master, in short, the whole mansion was full of joy.

After Song Qing became pregnant, the prime minister's mansion, which was originally a blue man, was arranged into many people.

All kinds of old mothers who are experienced in pregnancy, as well as a few honest maids, these are all sent by Zhao Cheng to serve Song Qing, although Song Qing feels that he really doesn't need it, but the thing decided by the third master is invalid.

I don't know if Song Qing is thinking too much.

She always felt that she was pregnant, but Zhao Cheng was more nervous than her, not letting her do this, not letting her that.

If she could, she felt that Zhao Cheng wanted to kick her in her pocket and carry it with him, in short, Song Qing felt that his husband had a convulsion, which was quite serious.

Song had a slight reaction during pregnancy.

At first, I didn't want to eat anything, I vomited whatever I ate, I was listless, and I didn't have any energy at all.

Seeing that she was emaciated, Zhao Cheng's face also tightened, and after being silent, he asked people to find a few imperial chefs from the palace.

Obviously, it didn't help much.

Song Qing still didn't want to eat, or he still couldn't eat anything.

"A bunch of garbage, what do you want?"

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng angrily smashed the teacup in his hand, his face gloomy.

Glancing at the imperial chef who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, Song Qing came to Zhao Cheng and sat on his lap.

Snuggled in his arms, Song Qing reached out and hugged Zhao Cheng's arm, and said lazily: "Don't blame them, it's me who can't eat by myself, look at your black face, okay, just hug me." ”

Song said lightly, glanced at the people kneeling on the ground, and waved them back.

Seeing that Song Qing was relieved, the imperial chef got up and saluted gratefully and then retreated.

Zhao Cheng wrapped his hand around Song Qing's waist and couldn't help frowning, "How can it be good to eat nothing like this." ”

Song shook his head lightly, "Well, it's just a reaction during pregnancy, didn't Xu Zhao say it?" This is normal, and it will be fine in a few days. ”

Zhao Cheng: "Try to eat some." ”

Song Qing: "Got it." ”

Sure enough, next, after surviving a period of days when he couldn't eat, Song Qing came back to life full of blood.

Not only can she eat now, but she also has a good appetite, and she eats deliciously. This also made Zhao Cheng put down his heart.

In a blink of an eye, Song Qing has been pregnant for four months, and at this time her belly has begun to show her pregnancy, but it is not obvious yet.

On this day, the palace held a banquet, and the civil and military officials brought their families together, and Song Qing, as the hostess of the Prime Minister's Mansion, naturally wanted to attend with Zhao Cheng.

At the palace banquet.

The sound of silk and bamboo.

Singing and dancing.

It wasn't until Song Qing ate a lot of things that he was bored and almost dozed off, that the palace banquet ended.

When he was about to go back, the big eunuch beside the emperor came to pass the word.

"Prime Minister, Your Majesty is invited."

Although he didn't know what was going on, Song Qing still said, "You go!" I'll be waiting for you at the gate of the palace. ”

Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing, obviously uneasy.

"No, you're with me."

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, crying and laughing.

What danger could she have if she left for a while, but she was still with him, but when he went to see the emperor, Song Qing did not follow in, but sat in the side hall drinking tea and waiting for him.

It felt like a while.

After seeing Zhao Cheng coming, Song Qing got up and walked out of the side hall to ventilate outside, anyway, Zhao Cheng was not far from her, just waiting for him to come out and then go back together.

It's just that Song Qing didn't expect that an accident could happen just at this moment.

She had just left the side hall when she saw a person walking towards her.

The person who came staggered under his feet, obviously drunk, and was dressed gorgeously in brocade clothes and jade belts, and when he approached some Song Qing, he saw that the person who came was the third prince.

Song Qing took a step back and wanted to get out of the way, but obviously the other party had no intention of walking over directly.

Even before Song Qing left, she was pulled into her arms by the other party.

"Yes, beauty."

"Let go of me."

Song Qing, who was suddenly hugged, was startled and pushed the person away, but when he retreated because of too much force, he hit the pillar next to him.

"Shhhh

It hurts.

Song Qing subconsciously covered his abdomen.

"Ma'am."

At the same time, Song Qing heard footsteps, as well as Zhao Cheng's voice. After that, she fell into the familiar arms, and then Song Qing saw that the third prince was kicked out by her husband.

Song Qing seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, but now she really didn't care about this.

The hand tightly grabbed Zhao Cheng's shirt, and feeling the pain coming from his abdomen, Song Qing's face was not good.

Her children.

But don't do anything.

"Third Master."

"Kid."

Zhao Cheng's face instantly tensed when he heard this.

"Don't be afraid."

"It's going to be fine."

Definitely not.

his children.

(End of chapter)