Quick Wear: After the charming host got pregnant, the boss spoiled her like crazy

The injustice of Concubine An's death was redressed, and Concubine Mei also paid a corresponding price.

Everything has settled down, and life in the harem has rarely become peaceful and relaxing.

Shen Nian has been pregnant for almost eight months, and is almost at the due date according to the imperial physician.

Everyone in Zhaohua Palace is preparing for the upcoming arrival of the Crown Prince.

Shen Nian's childbirth became the most important event in Zhaohua Palace and even in the entire Jing Dynasty.

Although he was busy with state affairs, Ling Yu was worried about Shen Nian. He ran back and forth between the court and the harem just to spend more time with Shen Nian.

As she approached the late stage of pregnancy, Shen Nian's body gradually became heavy, accompanied by mild discomfort during pregnancy.

The little white fox saw Shen Nian's discomfort, but before Shen Nian could come to it to ask for medicine to relieve the pain reaction, it started to feel uncomfortable.

The little white fox couldn't hold back and impatiently took out all his good medicines.

"Host, this pill is the most valuable and effective medicine in the system space. I am giving it to you for free today with great reluctance."

In fact, Shen Nian had been doing the task for a long time and had accumulated a considerable amount of points. Therefore, Shen Nian was fully capable of exchanging for this pill, but the little white fox was so generous because he felt sorry for her.

Shen Nian sat under the shade of a tree in the Zhaohua Palace, the breeze caressing her skirt gently, as if it were a gentle hand caressing her.

The warm and gentle sunlight fell on her like a golden veil, covering her with a layer of dreamy glow.

She reached out and took the pill from the little white fox's pink and tender little paw, and swallowed it with the sweet tea.

The efficacy of this pill is really not to be underestimated. Shen Nian had just swallowed it, and the discomfort in his stomach over the past few days was greatly alleviated.

"Come here." Shen Nian waved to the little white fox.

The little fox pretended to be reserved and slowly floated down from the air, rubbing its furry head into Shen Nian's palm.

Shen Nian stroked the little fox's head again and again, with an extremely gentle smile in his eyes.

"Little white fox, you are really generous for once."

After hearing what Shen Nian said, the little white fox became unwilling again. It moved and twisted its little butt under Shen Nian's hands.

"Host, when have I ever been ungenerous to you? Last time you stole my snacks, I didn't say a word to you."

After hearing this, Shen Nian slapped it on the head. This stingy fox dared to mention snacks. Did it forget that all its snacks were given to it by Shen Nian?

"Okay, I won't bother with you, a stupid fox.

By the way, how long will it take me to unload the goods? "

Shen Nian touched her round belly, her heart was broken. Who could understand how hard it was for her to run around with a big belly?

The little white fox escaped from her clutches, shook its fur, and put its little claws into Shen Nian's abdomen.

A ball of warm white light poured out from its claws. After Shen Nian felt the warm touch, the little white fox slowly retracted its claws.

"Host, there are about five more days left."

There are still five days left, Shen Nian responded. She felt that the dawn of victory had begun to shine on her.

After Ling Yu finished dealing with government affairs, he went to the imperial kitchen in person. The palace servants in the imperial kitchen were all frightened when they saw the Emperor in person.

Kneeling on the ground, he didn't even dare to look at Ling Yu's shoes.

Wang Dequan came in and pulled over a palace maid and asked, "Where is the imperial chef?"

The maid pointed at a fat man kneeling in the front and said, "My lord, that is the imperial chef."

Wang Dequan walked up to the imperial chef and gave him an order in his ear.

After hearing this, the imperial chef's expression suddenly changed.

Wang Dequan stood up and flicked his whisk, and the palace servants in the imperial kitchen retreated respectfully one by one.

Only the unlucky royal chef is left here.

Ling Yu didn't come to the imperial study room on a whim. He saw that Shen Nian couldn't eat much in the past few days, and he felt distressed.

The imperial physician was summoned and asked, and he said that her poor appetite might be caused by the hot weather, and she needed to take some heat-relief and easily digestible food.

The imperial physician thought about it and gave Ling Yu a recipe for sour plum soup, which could both relieve heat and help digestion.

"Your Majesty, give this recipe to the imperial kitchen, and he will be able to make it as soon as he sees it."

After saying that, the imperial physician left the Yangxin Palace. Ling Yu held the prescription in his hand, thinking about Shen Nian's unusually pale face in recent days, and decided to personally make this bowl of sour plum soup for Shen Nian.

After the imperial chef prepared all the raw materials with trepidation, he carefully guided the emperor of Jing Dynasty to start making sour plum soup.

The imperial chef's hands were shaking with every word he spoke.

Nowadays people believe that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, which means that even common people will not enter the kitchen.

It was unexpected that the emperor of their Jing Dynasty would actually cook for a woman. It was really rare.

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As night fell, the moonlight was like water, sprinkling every corner of the harem. The palace walls, palaces, and gardens were all covered with a layer of light silver light, appearing particularly peaceful and mysterious.

The lights in the palace gradually went out, with only the occasional lantern swaying in the wind, casting mottled light and shadows.

When Ling Yu led Wang Dequan to Zhaohua Palace, Shen Nian had just ate half a bowl of porridge in small sips.

When Shen Nian saw Ling Yu coming in, she stretched out her arms like a delicate flower reflecting in the water and looked at him coquettishly. When Ling Yu saw her, his heart melted into a pool of spring water. He strode forward and hugged Shen Nian's soft and boneless body tightly in his arms.

"Why? Did you miss me?"

Shen Nian shook her head in his arms honestly like a child, "Not really, I just want to hug Your Majesty."

After all, when this mission world ends, she will be like a kite with a broken string, and will never be able to hold him in her arms again.

Ling Yu placed a kiss on the top of her head, as if giving her all his love, and hugged her tenderly.

"Then I'll let you hold me for a while longer."

The two of them embraced each other under the swaying shadows of the flowers. It was unknown how long it took before they slowly let go of each other.

Ling Yu sat opposite Shen Nian and asked Wang Dequan to bring up the food box containing sour plum soup.

Zhuzi opened the exquisite food box, inside which was an exquisite and beautiful white jade bowl.

The brown soup in the bowl has a sweet and sour taste that makes your mouth water.

“Is this sour plum soup?”

Shen Nian reached out to take the jade bowl handed over by Ling Yu, stirred the spoon in the bowl and asked.

Ling Yu didn't comment, "Try it. How does it taste?"

Shen Nian found Ling Yu like this a bit strange. Normally, if she wanted her to have a bowl of sour plum soup, she would just ask Yu's kitchen to make it and send it over.

Why would he have to prepare it himself and let her taste it?

Could it be that this soup was made by Ling Yu?

Thinking of this, Shen Nian subconsciously despised his own self-conceit. He is the emperor, and the emperor had such a high status in ancient times. How could he condescend to enter the kitchen for his sake?

Shen Nian shook his head, put aside the immature thoughts in his mind, picked up the spoon and scooped up a sip of the soup and tasted it.

It tasted sour and sweet, very appetizing, and Shen Nian finished the whole bowl of sour plum soup in a short while.

"Delicious."

Shen Nian put down the bowl, and then he saw that Ling Yu seemed to be relieved, with a smile on his lips.

"This is my first time cooking, and I thought the food wouldn't taste good."

Seeing that she liked it, Ling Yu felt happy. He took the bowl and served her a second bowl of soup.

"Try it again. The imperial physician said that drinking this can stimulate your appetite. I noticed that you have a poor appetite recently, so I asked for this prescription especially for you."

Shen Nian took the bowl in a daze, and for a moment his vision towards Ling Yu began to blur.

"Your Majesty, I like it very much. Thank you."

A bowl of sour plum soup is nothing, but Ling Yu's sincerity is worth all the precious things in the world.

It turns out that his hands can both rule the world and make soup just for her.

Seeing her eyes suddenly become moist, Ling Yu felt a headache.

He placed his big hands on her face and gently wiped away the tears from her face.

"Why are you crying? Look at you. I made the soup to make you happy, not to make you cry in front of me."

Seeing how flustered he was, Shen Nian finally burst into laughter.

Ling Yu was also confused by her delicate and soft appearance.

He had no choice but to walk to her side, hold Shen Nian on his lap, and coax her carefully.

Time flows quietly, and love blooms between them.