I'm pregnant and it's been three months.

When Wen Mingyu heard this, her mind went blank, and she was stunned.

Hearing this news, the first thing that came up was not joy, but shock and surprise, an unreal feeling of dreaming. Isn't it fake pregnancy? He always thought it was a fake pregnancy.

Mu Zhan, who was sitting beside him, looked even more surprised, as if he didn't quite believe it. "Then make a serious diagnosis, don't make a mistake." The

imperial doctor was stunned. . However, I can understand that it is normal for the Sage to be more cautious when he missed a few years ago.

Several imperial doctors took the pulse, and after careful discussion, gave the exact answer that she was pregnant.

This can be said to be basically correct.

Mu Zhan decreed that the imperial doctor would make a plan to prevent the miscarriage, and he had to ensure the health of the queen, so he waved them off.

Only Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan were left in the hall.

Both of them are recalling, three months ago, when was it, they were not both... Wait.

"Dragon Chair!"

Wen Mingyu suddenly reacted, it was the Dragon Chair time, it happened to be a fever period, and it was too eager to get out of control, so they didn't take any measures at all. And during this period, the pregnancy rate is relatively high, so you won the lottery.

Mu Zhan's expression did not change much, but there were obvious emotions in his eyes, and he was slightly annoyed, "My fault."

Wen Mingyu heard it and felt a little strange, "Why do you admit it? It's a matter of the two of us, I I can't control it either."

As he spoke, he felt a little guilty, and his ears turned red.

Mu Zhan couldn't help but smile and reached out to touch his ear.

Wen Mingyu ducked for a while, and went to pinch him, but Mu Zhan didn't hide, and put his arms around his waist to make it easier for him to move.

Although the imperial doctor was confirmed, Wen Mingyu was still a little dazed, unable to accept the huge change at once, and subconsciously touched her stomach.

"I really have a child, and I don't know if it's a boy or a girl."

"It's all good."

No matter if it's a prince or a princess, they will love and nurture them equally.

Mu Zhan also stretched out his hand and placed it on his stomach through his clothes, feeling an indescribably subtle feeling in his heart.

...is he really going to be the father?

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan looked at each other and suddenly laughed. Because this feeling is too similar to deja vu, I have been falsely pregnant before, and it seems that this time it is really like a second child, or a third child. However, with those experiences, in a sense, it is also an experience, so there is no need to panic this time.

Although the arrival of the child was somewhat unexpected, it was out of their short-term plan, but they had thought about it after reaching the crown, and it really came. After they were surprised, they slowly accepted it and began to prepare.

It's only been three months, but everything in the royal family is very grand, not to mention the matter of the emperor's heir, which is particularly important. There is always no harm in being early, so be prepared.

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan discussed what to do in the future.

"Will it be very hard to be a Hanlin editor? Do you want to come back to rest and raise the baby first?" In the

past, because of the false pregnancy, Mu Zhan deliberately read some related books, knowing that pregnancy is very hard, and now he is still doing some tiring work Work is more of a burden. So he was worried that Wen Mingyu's body couldn't stand it.

Wen Mingyu thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, now I've gotten used to it, I can do everything quickly, and the affairs are not too heavy, so I can handle it."

He paused, afraid that Mu Zhan would be uneasy, He added: "The imperial doctor said that the pulse is stable, and after that, I will check the pulse regularly. If there is any problem, it is not too late for me to take sick leave. It is only three months since I started to work, so it is unreasonable to take a long sick leave immediately."

Mu Zhan nodded, agreeing with his idea, he did not have to stay in the Taiji Palace to raise the baby, and the emperor's heir was the most important. After all, although the child is theirs, he just learned that there is no relationship between them. Wen Mingyu is the most important thing to him. Of course, his priority is Wen Mingyu's thoughts and health.

"Always pay attention to your body, don't force it."

Wen Mingyu nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

But thinking about it, the cub in his belly is really strong, and he just came when he was busy at work. It's okay, nothing happened, lucky.

Suddenly pregnant, life has changed a lot, but many things are still as usual, but there are many more points to pay attention to.

Wen Mingyu, as always, continued to go to work in ancient times.

Fortunately, the problem of morning sickness is not very serious. Wen Mingyu eats some sour and can suppress it. In addition, there are also tocolytics prescribed by the imperial doctor, which can relieve the discomfort of pregnancy and do not affect his normal life.

Wen Mingyu can't help but touch her stomach occasionally, other times it's the same as before, it doesn't seem to be any different.

He worked calmly and conscientiously, and did not fail at all, but his efficiency became higher, which stimulated Wei Chen's competitive mentality, and unconsciously started to compete in secret.

During the break, he picked up the cyan sour fruit and ate it, and enjoyed it. Wei Chen felt sour to his teeth just by looking at it. He frowned and stared at Wen Mingyu like a non-human being. .

Other colleagues also admired him, and after tasting one, they shivered with sourness.

Because of this, everyone took advantage of the situation to expand the topic, and talked about some special foods. Some have seen them, and some have seen them when they were reading books. For example, they smelled and tasted delicious. It looked dark and not slippery, but it was very sweet. They only ate juice. The meat spit out... There are all kinds of strange things, it seems that Wen Mingyu likes to eat sour fruit is also very ordinary.

A colleague also revealed that he likes to eat stinky tofu, saying that it has a strange smell and can't help eating it again. It's just that I have to go to work in the palace, so naturally I can't bring the smell, so I have to eat it when I have a rest. He described the taste as crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, fragrant and fragrant. With the addition of chili and garlic sauce, it was so delicious that he could not wait to swallow his tongue.

The glowing eyes made everyone around him greedy, unable to stop swallowing, and even agreed that Xiu Mu would try it together next time.

Wen Mingyu watched everyone chatting in a group, completely different from the usual serious and serious appearance, extraordinarily down-to-earth. Unable to control his mind, he imagined the picture of several officials wearing their uniforms standing in front of the street stalls, each with a bowl of blue-black stinky tofu in their hands, eating with relish, and he wanted to laugh. So cute.

However, I have to say that he really wants to try it, but he has never eaten it!

Wen Mingyu couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She really wanted to eat together, but she still went back and asked the imperial doctor to see if she could eat it, woo.

After a few chats, everyone quickly returned to work.

Not long after, Mu Zhan came over. The Hanlins secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Holy Master would come here. If it had been earlier, they would have been caught slacking off.

Everyone respectfully saluted, waiting for the holy man to say the purpose of coming here.

But Mu Zhan had nothing to look for at all, he just came to see Wen Mingyu's condition. In the end, don't worry. Fortunately, Wen Mingyu was a Hanlin, so he was close enough to find an excuse to wander around.

But Wen Mingyu himself was unaware, and he thought that Mu Zhan had some intentions, just like everyone else.

A little helplessness flashed in Mu Zhan's eyes.

Wei Chen had a habit of recording daily notes, as long as the Holy One appeared, his eyes couldn't help but drift over, noticing what the Holy One did.

Then, he found out that the sage was watching the news editor again, and he saw more than before.

Wei Chen's hands were itchy, and he really wanted to take a note down, but the queen didn't give it, and the emperor listened to the queen again, which made it uncomfortable.

Wei Chen pursed his lips and puffed out a little bun face, but he didn't realize it.

Because Mu Zhan came and wandered from time to time, the Hanlins were under a lot of pressure, and their work efficiency soared, but at the same time, they felt that their hair loss had become more serious, and there was a baldness crisis.

At this time, from an angle that was not easily noticed by others, Wen Mingyu tilted her head and secretly retched, her face turning pale.

Mu Zhan suddenly said in a deep voice, "Wen Mingyu, come with Gu."

Just like that, he took the person away.

Others couldn't help but guess what the sage asked people to do in the past. Could it be that there was any dissatisfaction, and Wen Mingyu should be punished? After getting along during this period of time, everyone still has a good impression of these excellent newcomers who are working hard and making progress, and I don't want anything to happen to him.

Wei Chen was very calm and didn't worry, "It's fine." The

colleague asked, "How are you sure?"

Wei Chen dragged and said, "I can infer from my intelligence."

Colleague: "..."

The previous words Take it back, not every newcomer is cute, this one is very demanding.

But they couldn't think of it. In fact, the holy man called the person over just to let him rest in an open and honest way.

Mu Zhan first asked Wen Mingyu to eat something that could relieve morning sickness to make his stomach feel better. Since learning of her pregnancy, Mu Zhan has ordered these things to be kept, so that Wen Mingyu can eat it at any time no matter where she is.

Mu Zhan also put his warm hands on his stomach and gently touched it, using the temperature of his palms to make him feel better.

After pregnancy, a person becomes lethargic.

Wen Mingyu originally wanted to help draft the edict, but was pressed by Mu Zhan on the long couch and ordered to sleep.

He was still wrapped in Mu Zhan's robe, like a simple nest, and he lay curled up in it, like a cooked shrimp. Surrounded by familiar aroma pheromones, it was reassuring. After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mu Zhan watched him for a while, hooked up his long hair, put it back on the couch, and then turned around to deal with political affairs. He also drafted the edict in Wen Mingyu's handwriting to make him a reasonable stay here. Excuse.

Wen Mingyu thought about it, and squinted for a while, but she didn't expect that half an hour had passed by the time she opened her eyes again.

With a shudder, he got up from the couch, his hands propped up on the soft mattress, his face was dazed and confused, obviously not fully awake.

When Mu Zhan heard the movement, he turned his head to look over, and saw that he was hugging his robe tightly, his hair was slightly messy and hanging down on his shoulders and chest, and his clothes were slightly open. The fruity and alcoholic aromas blend together and are completely indistinguishable.

Mu Zhan got up, walked straight towards him, and asked in a warm voice, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Wen Mingyu shook her head dully, but her body was unnaturally stiff, as if she didn't dare to move.

Mu Zhan noticed something was wrong, thought he was unwell, frowned and worried: "What's the matter? Where is it uncomfortable?"

In fact, it can't be regarded as uncomfortable at all, but it is a bit difficult to explain, just like the fake pregnancy, the chest He couldn't stop touching it. When he got up just now, he moved too much, and when the cloth wiped it, he couldn't accept it and didn't dare to move.

Wen Mingyu whispered, "...I'm fine."

How could Mu Zhan believe it like this. He walked all the way to the long couch, then squatted down halfway, looked at Wen Mingyu from the bottom up, his eyes could almost be said to be gentle, no one would have expected to see such an expression on a tyrant.

Lowering his posture, he doesn't seem to care about his identity, just an ordinary person who hopes to be honest with his lover.

Mu Zhan's icy voice has always been lowered, revealing a rare mildness, "Don't hide anything from me, okay? I'll be worried."

Mu Zhan was in a low position and had to look up at Wen Mingyu, such a high and low gap It seems that Wen Mingyu is the high-ranking controller, but in fact, such a position cannot be avoided, and Mu Zhan will see the embarrassed expression on his face.

It's useless to bow your head and tilt your head unless you turn your back, but this movement is too big, and Wen Mingyu also feels a little hypocritical.

In desperation, he opened his mouth to say, but this fact was difficult to be calm, and he finally said it, and his voice was not consciously lowered.

But Mu Zhan was close enough to hear it.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He just lowered his eyes, and was silent for two seconds, then Mu Zhan raised his eyes, reached out and took Wen Mingyu's hand, slowly, his fingers were inserted between his fingers, intertwined, almost close to kissing Go up in general.

His palms were hot, as if the flames were lit, and he was sweating faintly.

Mu Zhan stared at him and said in a low voice, "I know this too, I'll help you, okay?" His voice was gentle, as if he was afraid that he would scare people away if he was not careful.

Wen Mingyu just took off the beam crown because she was sleeping, and also took off her black shoes. She wore only white socks on her feet, which were hung loosely on her ankles when she slept. When she heard Mu Zhan's words, her toes couldn't control her slightly. curl up.

His ears, which were hidden in his hair, also turned red, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Mu Zhan clasped his hand tightly, as if he had expected this situation a long time ago, so just now, when he was not on guard, he grabbed his hand . The dark and deep eyes also locked his sight firmly.

Wen Mingyu was stared at by such eyes, and her face was a little red, like a small animal that fell into a trap, trembling, helpless and pitiful. But the hunter could never let him go, he could only hold it firmly in his hand.

In the end, Wen Mingyu nodded and agreed.

Mu Zhan smiled softly, sat down on the couch, and hugged him into his arms. Wen Mingyu buried her face on his shoulders and lay on her stomach, never raising her head, like a little ostrich avoiding reality, she just groaned occasionally, trying to get out of the sand, but she still didn't dare.

After a long time, he finally had to pack up and go back to his colleagues. When Wen Mingyu was about to leave, he was stopped by Mu Zhan and said, "It's almost time, you go back now, this state will make you think a lot."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, but didn't react for a while, until Mu Zhan pointed to his face and the end of his eyes, and said, "It's all red."

Wen Mingyu's eyes widened.

Mu Zhan smiled and said, "It's even more popular. If you go out now, others must think I'm bullying you."

Wen Mingyu wanted to hit the dog!

And why do you think bullying, isn't it true?

Said to help him, but really...

Wen Mingyu blushed with anger now.

Mu Zhan also told him not to get emotional and calm down.

But this time the fried hair can be easily coaxed. Wen Mingyu patted his hand away, but was caught again soon and could only be thrown, but the hand was like super glue and could not be thrown at all. Lose.

Wen Mingyu gave up after shaking it twice, sat down beside Mu Zhan with a sullen face, and said fiercely, "Hurry up and do things seriously!"

He became the supervisor by the emperor's side. He was unselfish and extremely strict. Wandering, he patted his arm unceremoniously. It's not very strong, it's almost like being scratched by a fluffy paw.

Mu Zhan took two hits, but still said with a smile: "Gu thinks that it is necessary to supervise Gu's people so that they can handle government affairs quickly."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

She was defeated by Mu Zhan's brazenness, and she couldn't play at all. .

The next day was the period of feasting.

Wen Mingyu, Wei Chen and others followed the Hanlin Bachelor to Yanyi Pavilion.

The so-called classics feast refers to the imperial lectures specially set up by the emperor to lecture on the history of the scriptures. *

Simply put, it is to give lectures to the emperor.

One of the duties of Wen Mingyu, Wei Chen, and others is to teach at the banquet, acting as a teaching assistant.

Not only the emperor, but also some important ministers such as the prime minister will also attend.

Lectures are also very rich in content, including but not limited to "Zhengshuo", "Three Dynasties Classics and Martial Saints", "Ancestral Hadith Records", "Tang Shu", "Heart Sutra", "University Yanyi", "National Dynasty Treasures Mirror" ". *

The emperor can ask questions at any time, and the lecturer, the Hanlin scholar, will answer the questions, and other ministers will also participate in the discussion.

In the process, Wen Mingyu and the others can also learn a lot, which can be said to benefit from many parties.

In addition to teaching scriptures and history, the banquet officials will also take the opportunity to show their thoughts and theories to the emperor at this time, reflect some situations in the court and the people, and realize their own political propositions. Ministers will also submit memorials. After the emperor listens, he and the ministers discuss important national affairs and listen to various opinions. Therefore, the banquet officials can also be said to be political advisers. *

Although Wen Mingyu is not the main lecturer, but because he is appreciated by the bachelor, he helps by his side, and occasionally stands over to give a speech.

As the emperor's teacher, when Wen Mingyu thought of this, she couldn't help being a little excited, her face flushed slightly.

Mu Zhan sat below and stared at him intently, looking very serious. Although Mu Zhan was listening when others were giving lectures, it was obviously different. At this time, he was more serious than ever. However, in a certain sense, he is also extremely careless, doing two things with one mind, and most of his mind is devoted to seeing Wen Mingyu.