Cannon Fodder Raiders: Concubine Ai is capricious

Chapter 310 Prenatal Depression
The palace lanterns were gradually lit up and hung in every corner of the palace, showing this prosperous age to the world.

Standing at the door, Fu Lin quietly looked at His Majesty the Emperor who was carefully tucking the quilt for Empress Zhu just after pressing her legs. It's no longer in front of Empress Zhu, so considerate, in stark contrast to the decisive, cold and brutal man in the court.

To be disrespectful, he really couldn't see what the Empress Zhu had to be liked by a monarch of a country. He always thought that based on the emperor's character alone, even if he didn't have three wives and four concubines, he should at least He will also choose a woman with extraordinary ability, outstanding temperament, and noble background like him as his life partner, at least, who can bear the title of mother of a country.

But it was obvious that Zhu Haitang didn't quite meet this requirement.

A person like her should be one of the three thousand in the harem, and not worthy of His Majesty's exclusive favor.

The only special thing about her is probably the vigorous vitality in her body, which is as tenacious as a weed. When one foot is stepped on, she falls down, but when that foot leaves, she can stand up tremblingly again.

But there are too many people trying to survive in the cracks, why did His Majesty just settle on such a useless idiot.

After thinking about it, Fu Lin felt that it was probably because this woman was too good-looking and difficult to find in the world.

Thinking of this, Fu Lin sighed unconsciously, never imagined that His Majesty the Emperor would be so superficial one day...
Xia Houjing sat for a while, waiting for her beloved to breathe steadily, then slowly leaned over and kissed the slightly parted soft lips.

He left from the bed, Fu Lin followed immediately, first turned on the lamp in front of the table, then knelt down respectfully to grind ink.

The person on the main seat suddenly spoke again——

"It's cold in spring these days. Let Shangyi Shop make a few more sets of warm clothes and send them over as soon as possible."

"It will be fine for two days if you do it as usual, but how many more sets do you want to make for the queen?"

"Ah."

"Don't withdraw the floor heating for now."

"The slave has written it down."

The temperature in the morning was still very low, with heavy dampness and cold dew. A few hints of coolness entered the house through the windows, but it was swallowed up without a trace because of the very comfortable warmth in the house.

The people in the room lay on the big bed and slept defenselessly. It took a long time before they stretched, showing a tendency to wake up.

That man's lips are red and his teeth are white, and his skin can be broken by blowing bullets, which is really pleasing to the eye.

She looked around for a week, and found that no one was there. She thought that Xia Houjing was going to go to court at this time. Wrapped in the quilt, she curled up, touched her belly, and recalled the dream she had before waking up. Every day passed, and her belly gradually got bigger, but Zhu Haitang felt more and more uneasy.

After all, the level of medical treatment in ancient times is really limited, and she is also a person who is afraid of pain. Recently, she has become more and more likely to dream about her dystocia and hemorrhage. Obviously, there should be no pain in the dream, but Zhu Haitang always feels the same and can feel the dream. Feeling her own pain, the sound of flesh and blood tearing, the extreme pain and even the feeling of numbness, but she is like a fish on a felt board, there is nothing she can do, the blood in front of her face, but she can only be slaughtered, this feeling ······It can really scare a person to death.The number of dreams is too many, and sometimes she will suddenly have a thought that she doesn't want to have a baby, but the doll in her stomach will not disappear out of thin air because of her unwillingness. This is the end of the matter, and two months later, I am afraid it will be the due date It's all here.

Now she suddenly understood the reason why those pregnant women suffered from prenatal depression due to their poor psychological endurance.

Sighing, she tried her best to get rid of the random thoughts in her mind, but this incident seemed to have taken root deep in her heart, and it intensified instead.

A few days later, after dinner, Xia Houjing was rarely busy, so he went back to the bedroom early to sleep with her.

As a result, in the middle of the night, Zhu Haitang suddenly started talking in his sleep. Xia Houjing, who was already a light sleeper, was woken up. He opened his eyes and saw the little woman in his arms, her forehead covered with fine beads of sweat. , holding the obscene clothes on her body tightly with both hands, her fingers began to turn white. Manager Xiahou stretched out his hand to pat her, "Haitang? Begonia wake up..."

Zhu Haitang was shouted several times before she suddenly opened her eyes. Her pupils were dilated, her eyes were red, and her eyes were bloodshot. She was gasping for air, obviously she was being held captive.

For some reason, Xia Houjing was shocked by her appearance and broke into a cold sweat.

He quickly hugged her in his arms, and stroked her back with his palms, "Don't be afraid, Haitang, I'm here, I'm with Haitang..."

When the person in his arms gradually calmed down, he looked at the tortured person with some distress, "Did Haitang have a nightmare?"

With a gentle tone and careful questioning, Zhu Haitang's tears could not be held back for a moment, and they slid down her fair cheeks, her lips were still trembling, her small face was pale, she curled up in Xia Houjing's arms, it took a long time With a muffled voice, "Your Majesty, I might be dying..."

Xia Houjing's heart shrank slightly because of her words, and she reprimanded, "Nonsense."

It's midnight, when people are inherently vulnerable, they tend to get emotional.When Zhu Haitang heard his serious tone, she couldn't control her tears. Don't Qian slapped the golden beans down, she felt the man's lips fell on her face and kissed her, as light and gentle as a feather.

The man's movements were gentle, but the tears were salty in the mouth, which made people feel bitter. Zhu Haitang lay in his arms, sobbing choked up, and said: "I, I'm really hurt, I'm afraid of death, I want to live, I want to live. I want to be with His Majesty forever, I don't want..."

"Haitang, Haitang? You look at me." The little girl couldn't struggle in the nightmare, so Xia Houjing could only hold her face and said, "You will be fine, I will protect you and won't let anyone Take you away, do you understand? Even if it is a god, even if it is God's will, they can't separate us, Haitang, don't be afraid, okay?"

Maybe it was the man's words that gave Zhu Haitang a temporary sense of security, or maybe it was because she was too tired, Zhu Haitang nodded, and fell asleep again after being coaxed by him for a while.

But Xia Houjing soon discovered that Zhu Haitang began to become very anxious. Practicing calligraphy, playing cards, and mahjong could not calm her down. Each day seemed like a countdown to her life. She ordered people to find a lot of books and check some information about labor. When she encounters a bad case, she can't help but trap herself. When she encounters a good one, she thinks that she has never had good luck, and she will definitely not be as lucky as these people...

(End of this chapter)