She was alone and alone.
"She's no match for miss!" Her eyes gradually moved downward, and Qin Yuran's stomach rose slightly. Now the weather is getting hotter and more obvious.
Wang Fuchun, who had been in the past, seemed warm and did not show up recently. She sent cui'er to comfort her.
The courtyard is filled with the same smell of medicine, and the maids in Chunfang courtyard are full of joy.
Wang Fuchun is full of style. In the hot weather, she is lying on the bed with a thin quilt on her body, and her face is as holy as Qin Yuran.
"My sister has a heart. I don't feel sick, but I have..." The voice just fell, quickly glanced at cui'er, and quickly said with a smile: "I think it will be OK soon. I'll find my sister then!"
With doubts, cui'er can't answer and leaves in a melancholy mood.
As soon as she left, Wang Fuchun was so angry that she brushed the cup that Xia Yue had sent to her. She turned around and sat on the table. There were several photos on the table. Each one of her face had a bitter smile, but Qin Yuran around her was happy.
"Miss!" Seeing Wang Fuchun angry to tear, Xia Yue rushed forward, sharp claws across the back of her hand, a burst of pain hit her heart, she still did not care, dead with her arm to protect the last few.
She cried nervously in her mouth: "Miss, these are the last few pictures. I want to leave them for you!" The last three photos, and one with beitanghao.
"What is left to do, the king doesn't care about it at all. Not only that, but even her lord refuses to care about it!" A few days ago, she was walking in the hot sun, dizzy.
It happened that the doctor in the prime minister's residence came specially to diagnose her. This pulse didn't matter. She was pregnant.
In the evening, he told the LORD with excitement, but he even went to sleep on the ground that he was tired outside.
The next day, when she woke up, the LORD had already left.
A few months ago, Qin Yuran was pregnant. The king wanted to hold her in his hand, but he was so indifferent to himself. He held his cheek in his hands and looked sad.
Xia Yue knew that Wang Fuchun was sentimental again. She said, "it's not that the Lord doesn't care about it, but that he attaches great importance to the first child.
The king no longer has the joy of being a father for the first time, but the young lady's child is also his own child. How can the LORD be unhappy? "
She sighed, "I hope so."
Wang Fuchun told them the good news.
Qin Yuran blinked his eyes, got up to congratulate him, and asked cui'er to prepare a gift. But the king just answered lightly and asked whether Qin Yuran's three meals a day were right.
Five fingers tightly hold, Wang Fuchun's Apricot eyes round lamp, see this scene, she can't bear it any longer, Huoran got up and said angrily: "Lord, my body is not feeling well!"
"You didn't bring the doctors from the prime minister's house and let them take good care of you." Turning to Qin Yuran, "you just said that the child kicked you, really?" He put his head on Qin Yuran's stomach and listened attentively.
After a moment, he said excitedly, "I heard it, I'm really kicking my leg! Isn't it against you? "
"I accompany him every day!" Qin Yuran gives him a smile and a soft look. "My sister is nervous about her first baby. The Lord will accompany him more."
"Accompany you all the way, my king is looking forward to the daily changes of children!" Looking at Wang Fuchun's plain stomach, a little disappointed.
Isn't it just a few months late? In beitanghao's eyes, he suddenly lost his attraction.
"Wang Ye, she is pregnant with the prince's child. Isn't it in my wife's stomach? The child has not been born. The Lord is very considerate of one and the other, which is very chilling! "
"All right Can't bear to frown
Before that, Qin Yuran was calm and determined. However, she was hysterical, tearful, and looked at her displeasantly. She did not have the slightest gesture of being a mother. "Take care of your baby. Yiying's diet is the same as Qin Yuran's!"
Her eyes are like a gift, but what she needs is the company of the Lord.
Beitanghao and Qin Yuran talk in a low voice, talking about the children in their belly. "My concubine counted her body. Last night, she kicked dozens of times. Every kick is powerful. You are so careful. Our children will be happy in the future."
Wang Fuchun is unwilling to look at this scene, his head slightly back, do not let tears fall down.
Xia Yue saw her gritting her teeth tightly and exhaled in a huff and puff, worried about her body, and quickly pulled her to the outside.
She couldn't help it any longer. Tears rolled down her eyes and walked forward and backward. Just a few steps away, he leaned against the tree and cried loudly.
The wailing voice caused the servant girl not far away to whisper, pointing at this, Xia yuerui said in a voice: "what are you looking at? Don't go quickly!"
They just trotted away.
After crying, his eyes were still red and swollen. Walking in the sun, he had to become light and powerful. "No matter what, I still have children, not everything!"He sniffed hard and laughed.
The appearance of crying and laughing makes summer month one helpless.
In the next few days, Wang Fuchun's mood went up and down. Occasionally, beitanghao came and laughed like a flower. However, because of her children, her body was very uncomfortable.
She vomited from time to time, and her face was extremely ugly. She complained about her pregnancy discomfort in front of beitanghao from time to time.
"Wang Ye, since I was pregnant with a child, my body is a little weak. I feel dizzy from time to time, and I feel sick when I eat. Lord, you should accompany your concubine more
Beitang Hao promised that he could turn his head and see her dark eyes, pale face and dishevelled appearance. He had a trace of disgust in his heart, so he took an excuse to leave.
Qin Yuran's stomach is high and her face is quiet. Her smile is infection. Her eyebrows are relaxed and her expression is peaceful. By contrast, beitanghao is more relaxed and happy, and she spends more and more time with Qin Yuran.
A few months later, Qin Yuran's body became more and more heavy. They are happily waiting for the arrival of a new life. On this day, she leans on the soft couch, and cui'er gently taps her back for her.
"Production is in this month! The Lord also said that he would come back from the next Dynasty. He was very considerate to the young lady. " Because of the big stomach's reason, the waist ache from time to time, even if lies down, still has not alleviated.
Qin Yuran took her hand and sat up slowly. It was cool in the summer and covered with gauze. Her protruding belly became more and more obvious, although she became more and more heavy with each step.