Salted fish is pregnant with the Emperor's cub after Wearing a Book

Chapter 17

    By the way, is it too late to kill you now?

    "Didn't you go to Su Mansion with A-Niang?" Xu Xianzhi returned to his mansion at some point, and was practicing martial arts in the yard. He took off his shirt and covered his tendons, making Xu Yanqing a little hot.

    When Xu Xianzhi put away the wooden stick in his hand, he looked up at his sullen younger brother and couldn't help laughing: "Why did you come back so early, the Su residence doesn't care about food?"

     Xu Yanqing only felt that he went out for a trip, although he didn't do anything, he was very tired, and now he just wanted to go back to his room and lie down.

    Xu Xianzhi, who was covered in sweat, put his arm on his younger brother's shoulder: "What's the matter, the people in Su Manor are so angry with you?"

    Xu Yanqing pushed away his brother who was leaning on his side: "Brother, you are sweating all over. Stay away from me, be careful I spit on you."

    Seeing his younger brother's disgusting look, Xu Xianzhi smiled honestly, thinking about how his younger brother has been unable to eat recently, and did not bother with this younger brother who was about to rebel: " Okay, I'm going to take a bath, don't stand in the sun today, go back to your room to rest."

    Who was stopping him from letting him go back to the room to rest, Xu Yanqing glared at his brother angrily, then turned his head and left.

    Xu Xianzhi touched his nose and beckoned to the servant who was watching the excitement: "Let the kitchen make some light food for Lang Jun to send to him."

   The servant bowed in response, Xu Xianzhi wiped the sweat from his forehead , hurried back to the room to take a shower.

    When the mourning batch of salted fish lay down on the bed, he breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he had come to life again. Looking up at the carvings on the top of the bed, Xu Yanqing was a little absent-minded. He poked his hand and pulled over a small bag by the pillow, and took out the smoke-grey cloak from it.

    The cloak still carried the fragrance of the original owner. Xu Yanqing turned his body to his side, took the cloak into his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

    This is a little secret he accidentally discovered. Whenever he feels sick or feels sick, just smell the smell on the cloak, and the uncomfortable feeling will be relieved to a great extent.

    Although this behavior seems to be extremely perverted, the funeral batch salted fish is very calm, and Daoist Xuanchen will not find it anyway.

    It's just that Xu Yanqing had some doubts about this, but that kind of suspicion was a bit too advanced, so he turned his head around and forgot about that little guess.

    When Xu Yanqing woke up, the feeling of exhaustion on his body was greatly reduced. He rubbed the cloak in his arms and took a deep breath, then sorted the cloak bit by bit and put it back into the small bag.

    Mu Yu heard the sound from inside the room, and walked in with the meal: "Lang Jun, let's eat something, the prince asked the kitchen to cook some dishes that Lang Jun likes."

    Xu Yanqing rubbed his stomach, it was indeed a little bit. Hungry, he sat up and let Mu Yu brush his hair again, then sat at the table and picked up chopsticks to eat.

    The food in the Marquis of Wu'an is better than the vegetarian dishes in the Su, mainly because Xu Yanqing is picky about his taste.

    Since he was diagnosed with pregnancy, he vomited into darkness every three days. In order to allow their son to eat something, the Marquis of Wu'an and his wife put a lot of effort into the kitchen.