After putting on the clothes, Dongmei came in with a basin of hot water, and Mingyue went to the dining room to bring the prepared breakfast to the table.

Lin Shuang'er saw the two of them come in, and said angrily: "Next time, you should wake me up early, I've been sleepy lately, and I forget the hour when I sleep." ”

Dongmei and Mingyue looked at each other and smiled.

Mingyue said: "The princess is now pregnant, and the prince has specially instructed you to sleep as long as you want." ”

Dongmei put the hot water for washing in front of Lin Shuang'er, and said: "The main mother also explained, let the princess raise the fetus with peace of mind, and don't worry about the rest, please be free of anything, if you want to eat, just tell the dining room to do it." ”

Dongmei squatted down and was about to wait for Lin Shuang'er to wash, when Yebei said, "I'll come, you guys retreat first." ”

Dongmei and Mingyue retreated very interestingly.

Yebei squatted in front of Lin Shuang'er as usual, drew water from the handkerchief, wrung it out, and wiped Lin Shuang'er's face.

Lin Shuang'er was a little unaccustomed to it, and subconsciously shrank back, and said, "Let's let Dongmei and Mingyue come." ”

Yebei admitted: "What's wrong?" Did it hurt you? ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "No, it's just that I'm a little unaccustomed." ”

Ye Beicheng scrubbed her face, and carefully wiped her slender fingers and the back of her white and tender hands, he said, "It's okay, I'll get used to washing you a few more times." ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "The husband's hand is holding the sword, how can he do such a delicate work." ”

Yebei admitted: "Now this hand doesn't want to hold the sword, just wants to serve Madame." ”

Lin Shuang'er smiled brightly in her eyes.

After wiping the back of her hand, Ye Beicheng began to wipe her palm again.

Lin Shuang'er's hands are extremely beautiful, her fingers are as slender as white onions, and the back of her hands is white and smooth, clear and clear, but her palms are covered with scars.

The slightly shallower wound has healed completely, leaving only a faint red mark. There were several deep wounds that left extremely striking scars, which did not match the back of her white and tender hands.

These criss-crossing wounds fell on Ye Beicheng's eyes one by one.

He paused for a moment and did not speak for a long time.

Lin Shuang'er was a little uncomfortable, shrunk her hand, and said in a low voice: "It's better for me to come by myself, these scars are ugly." ”

Ye Beicheng closed her fingers and didn't let her withdraw her hand from her palm.

"How can it be ugly." Yebei admitted: "Shuang'er's hands are very beautiful. ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "The queen mother prepared an ointment for me to remove scars, and I will apply it several times a day, but these wounds were cut a little deeply, and the situation was critical at that time, so I started to do it a little heavier." ”

Ye Beicheng moved gently, twisting the handkerchief and carefully wiping her palms.

Looking at those scars, Ye Beicheng imagined how deep the cut was at that time.

Lin Shuang'er saw that he didn't talk much, so she asked, "If you can't get rid of the scar, will your husband feel ugly?" ”

She remembered that Ye Beicheng liked to hold her in his arms the most, wrapping his big palm around her little hand, and rubbing the back of her hand and palm with his fingertips.

She also remembered that Ye Beicheng always praised her soft and beautiful hands.

But now, this hand is scarred, and I don't know if he likes it or not.

Ye Beicheng didn't speak, just raised her hand slightly, then lowered his head, and gently dropped a kiss in her palm.

Her lips tossed and turned, as gentle as she could, as if to heal her wounds.

Lin Shuang'er inhaled, feeling his tenderness and pity, and the palm that he had kissed was full of hot and burning heat, which spread all the way to his heart.

He raised his eyes to look at her, with inexplicable feelings in his eyes, and asked her, "Where is the ointment?" ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "On the dresser." ”

Ye Beicheng got up, went to the dresser and took the ointment, unscrewed the cap, smeared some ointment with his fingertips, and evenly applied it to Lin Shuang'er's palm.

He said in a low voice: "I also have a lot of scars on my body, hundreds of times more ugly than the one on Shuang'er's hands, as long as Shuang'er doesn't dislike me, how can I dislike Shuang'er." ”

Lin Shuang'er's eyes trembled.

Looking at the meticulous man in front of her, Lin Shuang'er always felt that he had really changed a lot.

is not as arrogant and domineering as before, no matter what she does, she will take care of her feelings, such a cautious appearance, like the self who loved him to the bone at the beginning......

Lin Shuang'er smiled vaguely and said, "No matter what the husband becomes, Shuang'er will like it." ”

Yebei Cheng tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "No matter what Shuang'er becomes, my husband likes it too." ”

The breakfast on the table was still steaming, and after applying the ointment, Ye Beicheng led Lin Shuang'er to sit down at the table.

Lin Shuang'er looked at the table full of dishes and said, "Just you and me, how can you finish eating so many dishes?" ”

Yebei said: "Listen to Dongmei, you have a lot of things to eat recently, so I will let the dining room prepare more, and you don't have to eat them all, just pick some of your favorite foods." ”

Lin Shuang'er twisted her chopsticks, glanced at the food on the table, and took the lead in sandwiching a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

The sweet and sour ribs were a little farther away, and she had to stand up to catch them.

Seeing this, Ye Beicheng moved the dish in front of him and put the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of her.

Lin Shuang'er tasted the ribs and looked slightly stunned.

Ye Beicheng asked her, "Is it delicious?" ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "The vinegar seems to be too little." ”

When Ye Beicheng heard this, he also took a piece and tasted it, frowning slightly.

This sweet and sour pork rib is already a little too sour.

Ye Beicheng put down his chopsticks and said, "Then you can try the others." ”

Lin Shuang'er caught another lion's head in the blink of an eye.

Yebei admitted: "How? ”

Lin Shuang'er

Shaking his head, he said, "It's not spicy enough." ”

He pushed the braised lion's head to the side and moved the other dishes to Lin Shuang'er.

Lin Shuang'er tasted every dish, and Ye Beicheng asked her opinion seriously.

When she met something that matched her taste, Ye Beicheng paid special attention to it, and the diet in the back strictly followed her preferences.

Seeing that her preferences were all sour and spicy, he was worried that her stomach would not be able to stand it, so he said, "Can your stomach stand it after eating these?" ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "I can stand it, probably the little guy in his stomach loves to eat, and everything he eats goes into his mouth." ”

Ye Beicheng looked at her gradually bulging lower abdomen, couldn't help but cover her big palm, and muttered, "There are still more than four months, don't toss my wife too much." ”

Lin Shuang'er chuckled and said, "He's still so young, how can I hear you speak." ”

Yebei Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Lin Shuang'er didn't know what the little guy in her belly would do in the future.

But since Beicheng said this, for several months in a row, her stomach has not been uncomfortable, and her appetite has become very good.

She thought it was amazing.

Ye Beicheng still slept with her every day, in the past few months, he was extremely peaceful, but every next morning, he must go to one