Rebirth of the Dumb Husband and Wife *COMPLETED*

Chapter 45 Punishment

It rained again for several days in Yancheng, and all the roads out of the city and into the city were blocked, no one could get out and no one could get in.

Maybe Yan Cheng and Yao Shaoqing's daily care helped, or maybe it was the peace talisman he asked for at Ruyi Pavilion a few days ago that finally helped. Song Jinshu's high fever finally subsided. Although the rash on his body hadn't gone away, no more itchy sleepless nights.

Yan Cheng brought the medicine he made himself from the kitchen, and saw Song Jinshu and Yao Shaoqing leaning head to head on the bed with their backs to the door, wondering what they were doing.

The bed curtain was lowered, and the looming gauze curtain covered the movements of the two of them, and only Yao Shaoqing's panting chuckle and Song Jinshu's soft flattering voice could be heard.

Yan Cheng's face darkened suddenly. If it wasn't for the fact that the two of them were pregnant with children, he might have really thought that Song Jinshu might be hiding an illicit affair.

Yao Shaoqing straddled the bed, his belly was too big as if he was going to give birth soon. He lowered his head slightly, the white singlet he was wearing underneath dangling from his mouth. Some of them fell heavily between his legs and almost touched the bedboard. The belt of the apron was untied to reveal his snow-white belly.

Song Jinshu looked at his slightly protruding belly and reached out to touch it curiously.

Yao Shaoqing shrank back, and the child in his stomach seemed to have frightened and pushed out a bulge, which shocked Song Jinshu.

He withdrew his hand in a panic, and stared at Yao Shaoqing in a daze, as if he had done something heinous just now.

Yao Shaoqing was amused by Song Jinshu, and his face was a little pale because of the child's excessive movements, which looked extremely distressing.

"It's okay, they're naughty."

Yao Shaoqing raised her hand to gently cover her belly, gently soothing the restless child inside.

By the time the children calmed down, the clothes behind his back were already soaked in cold sweat.

"Him, them?"

Song Jinshu didn't show his bosom yet, so looking at Yao Shaoqing's overly big belly in front of him, he always worried that he would be like this in the future, even walking with a big belly would look clumsy.

With some difficulty, Yao Shaoqing went behind his back and tied the thin belt of the apron, covering the pair of slightly swollen milk balls that had begun to develop, as well as the bright red cinnabar mole on her chest.

He only has meat on his stomach, so those two little things are even more cute and attractive.

Song Jinshu looked away in embarrassment, but his fingers involuntarily grasped the bed sheet under him.

In the future... Will I do the same?

"That's right," Yao Shaoqing heard the sound of the door opening outside, hurriedly put on her clothes, and opened the window curtain first when Yan Cheng walked to the bed, "There are two naughty eggs inside."

Yao Shaoqing looked very gentle when talking about the child as if all the sad things that had been bothering him for so long disappeared in this instant, and he almost regarded the child in his stomach as his entire reliance.

"Highness."

Yan Cheng stopped five steps away from the bed and put the medicine in his hand on the table.

Yao Shaoqing had never been seen sitting on the bed by anyone other than Xiao Yize, so even if he met Yan Cheng's polite and indifferent eyes, he still couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Putting his left hand behind his back, he refused the support of Yan Cheng and Song Jinshu and got down from the bed with some difficulty, hugging his huge stomach and struggling to stuff his swollen feet into the shoes.

Liu Cong had already heard the commotion inside, and when Yao Shaoqing opened the door, he immediately went up to support the crumbling Yao Shaoqing.

As soon as she left the room, Yao Shaoqing's face turned pale, his lips lost all blood, and he let out a long sigh of relief as he put all his strength into Liu Cong's body.

"Highness, the medicine my father sent over..."

Yao Shaoqing opened his eyes, frowned slightly with his delicate and slender eyebrows, shook his head, and immediately vetoed what Liu Cong wanted to say next.

"How can you stand like this!"

Liu Cong was in a hurry, and his voice inevitably became louder, which made Yao Shaoqing's heartbeat stall and dizzy.

"Help me back to the room, I know medicine and I know my body myself."

Liu Cong knew that he couldn't persuade the master, so he sighed and carefully helped Yao Shaoqing back to the room.

Song Jinshu still hadn't recovered, so when Yan Cheng brought the medicine bowl to his mouth, he subconsciously took a sip from Yan Cheng's hand, and soon his whole face wrinkled from crying.

Yan Cheng couldn't help laughing, seeing Song Jinshu's expression of wanting to vomit but unwilling to vomit, he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed him on the face.

From nowhere, he took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy wrapped in oiled paper. The sweet and greasy aroma soon came out from the oiled paper. Song Jinshu's eyes lit up and stared at the candy in Yan Cheng's hand without moving.

But he didn't expect Yan Cheng to break a small piece of candy and threw it into his mouth without saying a word, then pointed to the medicine bowl on his left hand, and signaled Song Jinshu to take the medicine obediently.

Song Jinshu wrinkled his face again, took the bowl from him, and stared down at the black medicine with reluctance on his face.

"Drink,  I will vomit."

Yan Cheng thought it was funny, and suppressed the smile so that Song Jinshu could not see it, and pushed the medicine towards Song Jinshu with a straight face.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Song Jinshu rolled his eyes and wondered what bad things were going on in his head.

Suddenly thinking of what Yao Shaoqing said to him just now, he took Yan Cheng's hand and pressed it on his still flat belly, and said seriously: "Baby said, say he doesn't, doesn't like it, taking medicine."

Yan Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, his wife raised her head and stared at him blankly with pure and trusting eyes, he lowered his head and kissed Song Jinshu's lips through the smoky Chinese medicine.

The sweet-scented osmanthus candy that was about to be melted by the warmth of his mouth was pushed into Song Jinshu's mouth with the tip of his tongue, and the somewhat rough tongue attacked wantonly in Song Jinshu's soft mouth.

Song Jinshu couldn't swallow, and the slightly sweet and sticky silver thread overflowed from the corner of his mouth, swaying unsteadily in the air, and finally broke as if he couldn't bear it, and dripped onto the quilt under him with a thud.

"Well......"

Taking advantage of Song Jinshu's ignorance, Yan Cheng quickly lowered his head and put the medicine in the bowl into Song Jinshu's mouth.

The medicinal juice is very bitter, but Yan Cheng's mouth felt very sweet.

Song Jinshu struggled a bit at first, but in the end, he leaned limply in Yan Cheng's arms, not even noticing that the bowl was down in his hand, stretched out a hand to grab Yan Cheng's collar, his Adam's apple on his slender neck kept rolling.

Just when he was about to lose his breath, Yan Cheng finally let him go and whispered in his ear.

"As I said, this is your punishment for not taking the medicine obediently."