Chapter 031 Pregnancy

Lin Zimo, who temporarily wrapped the cloth in the palm of his right hand, stepped into Yang Mengqi's room. When her father-in-law came in, she noticed that he was injured at first sight. Yang Mengqi, who didn't ask him why, stood up to find the golden sore medicine. Chu Hanlu, who was sitting by the edge of the bed, felt a little strange about the sudden appearance of Lin Zimo. After all, he should spend the night at Nalanzhen's side tonight.

Yang Mengqi, who soon found the golden sore medicine, first let his father sit down, then carefully slowly removed the cloth wrapped on his right palm and saw a long wound that had not completely stopped bleeding. She picked up the bottle of the medicine, pulled out the plug at the mouth of the bottle, and sprinkled the medicine in the bottle on his wound little by little.

Only then did he realize that Chu Hanlu, who was injured by Lin Zimo, quickly stood up and sat over, with an extremely serious look on his face and said, "Brother Zimo, I will blow it for you. It won't hurt so much if you blow the medicine.

After saying that, she leaned aside and gently blew it for him. It was difficult to see her serious Lin Zimo. She felt a burst of warmth in her heart and couldn't help stretching out her left hand to stroke her hair. He knew that his injury was not worth mentioning at all, and the kindness of his family to him was the one that deeply warmed his heart.

Yang Mengqi, who took good medicine, found a clean white cloth again. He carefully and carefully rebanded his husband and asked with concern, "It seems that you should have been injured in her room. Is it possible that the father-in-law and the girl Nalan are fighting?

"The wife is really smart. However, you only guessed half right. Lin Zimo, who did not deny it, smiled and said, "To be precise, I accidentally hurt myself. This matter has little to do with her.

Chu Hanlu, who heard that it was not clear, understood that Nalan really hurt him and said angrily, "I thought she was a good person, but I didn't expect that the new sister would be so bad. So Brother Mo, you divorce her!"

"Dead girl, don't talk nonsense." Yang Mengqi paused and joked, "In my opinion, my father-in-law still took you off first."

Chu Hanlu, who sat up straight, raised her chest, raised her little head, pouted her little mouth and said unconvincedly, "He is the most obedient and obedient, and has not hurt Brother Mo. Why should I get rid of me?"

Yang Mengqi, who smiled, knew that she was unintentional and said slowly, "With you provoking right and wrong, you will be encouraged to divorce Miss Nalan. In the seven articles, you committed jealousy and said two words.

Chu Hanlu, who came back to her mind, covered her mouth with her hands and realized that her sister was right. Lin Zimo really wanted to pursue her fault, and he must have come to a righteous end. Chu Hanlu, who bowed her head and said nothing, shook her little head and did not make any darker and darker arguments, but expressed that she did not mean to do it.

Lin Zimo, who was happy, stretched out and hugged his left and right with a smile and said, "It's best for my husband to sleep here."

"On the first night of the wedding, my father-in-law's cold-law was not good for Nalan." Yang Mengqi, who did not look as happy as Chu Hanlu, consciously asked, "The slave family has a more mouth. Nalan doesn't seem to want to stay in our house, but she must live with us, otherwise it will affect the trust established between them.

"Don't worry about her. As long as she doesn't set the house on fire or deliberately mess around, the wife will think she doesn't exist. Lin Zimo said clearly, "This marriage between my husband and her is not comparable to that between me and you two. Her tribe needs the support of the government and the court, and I need them to counterbalance other tribes. Our relationship should belong to mutual needs and mutual use.

Yang Mengqi, who had understood this truth for a long time, heard him say it himself and did not show surprise, but felt that all this was a logical thing. Chu Hanlu, who blinked his big eyes a few times, looked at Yang Mengqi on the left and Lin Zimo on the right. He didn't quite understand what the two of them were talking about. She, who didn't plan to ask, clearly felt that this matter had nothing to do with her. For her, the last thing she likes to do is to use her brain, and her favorite thing to do is to eat.

It was late at night, and the three people who did not continue to chat went to bed and slept together. The carefree Chu Hanlu snuggled under Lin Zimo's armpit and fell asleep in a short time. Without Lin Zimo, who is as pressure-free as him, although she and Nalan really have a gentleman's agreement, she can't help but worry in her heart. After all, she is not a Han woman bound by feudal etiquette.

"Fature, are you really going to provide for Nalanzhen and the Qiang slaves around her?" Yang Mengqi asked intentionally.

Lin Zimo, who knew that she was not equal to foreigners, said seriously: "Since you take care of this family for my husband, my wife will take care of it. I hope you can treat these outsiders with magnanimity.

Yang Mengqi, who is racist, did not agree and said, "The slave family will teach them well with the etiquette of the Han people, which will let them clearly know the rules of our Han people."

Lin Zimo, who could hear her words, really hoped that his wife could treat foreigners as well as Chu Hanlu. However, he felt that it seemed to be a luxury. I don't want to make her unhappy. After all, the more he speaks for Na Lanzhen and others, the easier it is to attract her rebellion. The couple chatted for a while and fell asleep.

Lin Zimo, who woke up the next day, finished everything according to the usual process, and then directly sat on the magistrate's sedan chair and went to the government office. He didn't touch Nalan, and he didn't feel ashamed or disappointed at all. I really don't know how I feel about her. After all, the time I spend with her is too short. He, who had seen and played with many beautiful women in his previous life, would not be unable to walk when he saw a beautiful girl. In my heart, I just have one more person and a pair of chopsticks at home.

Lin Zimo, who injured his right palm, did not have the efficiency of handling official business. After all, it is very inconvenient to move. Two hours later, he was not satisfied with his efficiency. He threw the brush in his hand and leaned his back against the chair, looking a little annoyed. I don't want to fake my hands, and I'm thinking about other ways to improve efficiency.

With sweaty hair, he ran in full of joy and reported: "Congratulations, Master, Master Hexi."

Lin Zimo, who was confused by him, was not blindly excited and said lullly, "Where did joy come from?"

"The old lady is happy." Mao Yong, standing under the hall, said happily, "This morning, the eldest lady said she was uncomfortable, so the little one invited the best Langzhong in the city to ask about his pulse. He dared to take the head on his neck as a guarantee. Madam is indeed happy, so she came to tell the good news to the master as soon as possible.

Lin Zimo, who jumped up with joy, was suddenly enlightened and strode out of the government office. In his heart, he felt that sitting in a sedan chair was slow, so he opened his legs and ran home, followed by a group of people. I don't have any concept of official prestige, but I just go home to see Yang Mengqi and listen to the sound of my unborn child beating in the mother's womb. He was so excited that he almost fell to the ground several times.

Lin Zimo, who arrived home, learned that Yang Mengqi was sitting in his room, so he ran faster. Entering the inner room, he saw Yang Mengqi sitting on a chair reading a book. Lin Zimo couldn't help lifting her from the chair with both hands and turning around several times. He felt that the "cultivation" day and night had finally been harvested.

"Fas-in-law, you have fainted the slave family." Yang Mengqi, who could see why he was excited and happy, said strangely like a little woman.

Lin Zimo, who stopped quickly, put her down steadily and said happily, "I'm reckless for my husband. I hope you don't blame me."

Yang Mengqi, who smiled, was about to bend down to pick up the book on the ground, but Lin Zimo finished it first. She didn't go back to sit on the chair, but she didn't worry that she would be out of shape and become a yellow-faced woman in the future because she was pregnant. Yang Mengqi, who feels that he can open branches and leaves for the Lin family, feels extremely proud.

"The wife only needs to relax her mind and calm the fetus, and let the hair do everything, pick the moon, pick the lotus, and pick the stars." Lin Zimo, who is very emotional, breeds a wonderful feeling of being a father.

Yang Mengqi, who smiled, said to himself, "The slave family is just happy. I don't know whether to have a boy or a daughter in the future. If I were just a female child, my father-in-law would not treat me like this.

Lin Zimo, who was as happy as a three-year-old child, swore to heaven, "Whether you give birth to a boy or a girl, I will treat you well every day. To be honest, I still hope that you can give birth to a daughter for me.

Yang Mengqi, who suddenly became unhappy, snorted, "There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no future is the greatest. Don't comfort the slave family. It is said that our little girl is not right, and you men are not the same.

Lin Zimo, who has no preference for boys at all, explained eagerly: "Whether it is a son or a daughter, it is my seed. My husband will never lie to you. If you have a daughter, you will definitely be as smart and beautiful as you.

Yang Mengqi, who covered his ears with his hands, was extremely eager to add Ding to the Lin family, so he showed the unreasonable side of the little girl and stamped his feet and said repeatedly, "Son, son, son, the slave family is going to have a son!"

Lin Zimo, who hugged her with both hands, knew that the pregnant woman had the greatest power and coaxed kindly, "That's what my wife said."

Yang Mengqi, who repeatedly stroked his belly, looked very happy. In her mind, she has begun to plan for her children. She firmly believes in the theory of bloodline and firmly believes that she is a tiger father without a dog. Don't worry about Lin Zimo, who prepares a house for his son, and feels that his daughter is much more obedient and lovely than his son.