Chapter 341

Ji Qingxue opened her mouth slightly. It seems that she hasn't recovered yet.

"I... I'm pregnant." Ji Qingxue said stutteringly.

Nangong Yan's generous palm gently covered Ji Qingxue's stomach and replied calmly and forcefully: "well, you can't be so impetuous when you have children in the future. Just keep your baby in the house and leave the rest to me."

Ji Qingxue nodded stupidly. Rong Sheng rushed in from the outside and said, "little master, little master, you're awake."

Nangong Yan looked at him with a little reproach: "keep your voice down."

Rong's voice seemed to react, and then nodded immediately: "uh huh, I forgot. Little master, there are two people now."

Rongsheng carefully leaned over: "little master, are you okay? Let me take your pulse again."

Then Rongsheng put on Ji Qingxue's wrist. Nangong Yan looked more nervous than Ji Qingxue: "how's it going, is it all right?"

Rong Sheng took back his hand, smiled and said, "of course it's all right. Little master is in good health. What can I do?"

Nangong Yan breathed a sigh of relief. That's good, that's good.

"Little master, now that you are pregnant, you can't run around anymore. You should worry about the baby in your stomach."

The voice was like a doctor's tone, telling them everything in detail. Ji Qingxue looked at them and wanted to laugh: "just pregnant with a child. Besides, I'm not pregnant with you. You two don't need to be so nervous."

Rong Sheng disapproved: "little master, what you see now is light. You haven't seen someone nervous in your coma for two days. The imperial doctors in the palace don't even dare to give a look, for fear that someone will cut themselves off if they are unhappy."

Even if the imperial doctor and Rongsheng told him that Ji Qingxue was all right, Nangong Yan still let them see and see.

Even if Rong Sheng doesn't say, Ji Qingxue can probably imagine Nangong Yan's appearance at that time.

Yun'er came in with a bowl of tonic soup. They all said that people who were pregnant would have a tricky appetite and don't like those greasy things, so yun'er deliberately changed the taste of the tonic soup.

"Yun'er, how do you make this soup? It smells delicious." Ji Qingxue moved his nose and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The soup just smelled, which greatly increased his appetite.

Yun'er carefully brought the bowl to her: "I made it specially for elder sister. Try it. If it's not to your taste, I'll do it another way."

Now that sister is pregnant, she has to be careful about her food and clothing. She must not make any mistakes.

Nangong Yan naturally took the bowl in yun'er's hand and blew it gently for a while. Then he sent it to Ji Qingxue's mouth: "be careful, don't burn it."

Looking at Nangong Yan's gentle appearance, yun'er looked at Rong Sheng with a smile and withdrew from the room.

"Is it good?" Nangong Yan reached out and wiped the corners of her mouth.

Ji Qingxue nodded hard: "it's delicious. Yun'er's craft is good."

Pity her. She's been lying for two days. She's already out of stock in her stomach. Oh, no, except for the little guy, everything else in her stomach has been digested. She's hungry now.

Soon the soup came to an end. Ji Qingxue smacked his mouth contentedly: "it's delicious."

However, the stomach is still dry and has no intention of being full.

"When you wake up, you shouldn't eat some meat. I'll ask someone to prepare some light porridge for you."

She smiled at him, "well."

Nangong Yan helped her lie down again. He looked at Ji Qingxue gently: "ah Xue, go to sleep again."

Rong Sheng said that the first three months of pregnancy is the most important. Let her sleep and keep her spirit.

Nangong Yan gently closed the door. As soon as Ji Qingxue lay down, heavy sleep swept over her, and she slowly fell asleep again.

Sure enough, people who are pregnant are sleepy. That's right.

Nangong Qi and Bai Ranqing went back only after they learned that Ji Qingxue was okay. They have been living in Prince Rui's house these two days. After Ji Qingxue woke up, she was going to see her, but she fell asleep again. They didn't want to disturb, so they had to go back first.

Nangong Qimei said that when she went back to the house to prepare the Birthday Ceremony for her unborn nephew, Rong Sheng looked black. The little master's child hasn't arrived for two months. It's too early to prepare these now.

However, Nangong Qi is also worried. All the five younger brothers have children. They haven't left their eight characters yet. It seems that it's time to hurry up.

In recent days, people in Prince Rui's house have almost broken the threshold. For a moment, the whole people in Kyoto know that Princess Rui is pregnant, so there are an endless stream of people coming to send gifts.

Compared with Prince Rui's house, the prince's house is desolate and desolate.

Ji Qingling sat in the room, staring out with empty eyes. His whole face was as pale as a piece of paper.

Nangong LAN stood at the door and asked the waiter, "how long has she been like this?"

The servant girl lowered her head and replied, "the side imperial concubine has been sitting like this for almost an hour."

"She still hasn't eaten?"

"No. the food we sent this morning hasn't been moved yet."

Nangong LAN sighs. She has been talking like this since she took Ji Qingling back from the palace.

He knew that perhaps the child's affairs had hit her too hard, but she should have been mentally prepared.

Nangong LAN looked at the food in her hand and said, "give me this, you go down."

"Yes, my servant."

Nangong LAN carried the food into the house: "you haven't eaten for a long time. Come and eat, or your body can't stand it."

Ji Qing's spirit was as haggard as if he hadn't heard what he said at all. He still sat there without a word.

"Ji Qingling's child is gone. Even if you torture yourself, he won't come back." Nangong LAN couldn't help yelling at her. If it goes on like this, she will die.

Nangong Lan's words worked. Ji Qingling suddenly looked back at him and said, "what did you just say? Who said my child was gone? He clearly stayed here."

Then Ji Qingling stroked his stomach and smiled very gently: "good boy, when you come out, mom, you give you the most precious thing in the world, so you should be obedient."

Nangong LAN walked over, grabbed her hand and said word by word, "the child is gone. Don't deceive yourself and others."

Ji Qingling fiercely brushed away his hand, and his voice was very sharp: "what are you talking about? You are the father of the child. How can you curse our child like this?"

Nangong LAN looked at Ji Qingling's almost crazy appearance. She couldn't hide her pain. It wasn't for her, but for the children they hadn't seen.