"If Xiao Lan and Youbao knew I was pregnant, they’d definitely be astonished, especially Xiao Lan, she always likes to make a big deal out of everything." As she said this, An Jing could imagine Shi Xiaolan’s surprised face and couldn’t help but laugh to herself.
Xiao Changyi remained silent, but kissed the top of An Jing’s head.
The two of them chatted for a while before they turned off the lights to sleep.
An Jing had closed her eyes, but Xiao Changyi had not; in the dark, his cold eyes were deep and thoughtful. Thinking about the day’s events, he involuntarily tightened his grip around An Jing and couldn’t resist kissing the top of her head twice more.
An Jing opened her eyes at Xiao Changyi’s movements and after a while, she asked softly, "I frightened you today, didn’t I?"
Earlier that day, when she suddenly doubled over in pain, sweating and turning pale, he carried her back to Fenghua Palace in a panicked rush. She was clearly aware of how he trembled slightly while holding her.
He was so afraid of losing her.
"Mhm," Xiao Changyi honestly admitted. After kissing the top of her head a few more times, he said, "Thankfully."
Thankfully she was alright.
Thankfully their child was alright.
Today’s incident was sudden; she hadn’t meant to scare him. Unsure of what comforting words to say, An Jing simply tilted her head up and kissed Xiao Changyi’s chin, saying, "My lord, I love you."
Although the room was dark, Xiao Changyi precisely captured An Jing’s lips with his own, returning the kiss before whispering, "I love you too."
Neither of them spoke another word, instead just embracing each other tightly, feeling each other’s warmth and breath. , their hearts slowly calmed and eased.
With a child in their future, their days would be even happier.
Thinking this, they both closed their eyes and gradually fell into a dream-filled sleep, a dream with you, with me, with our child.
An Jing’s pregnancy meant that all the concubines and princesses in the palace wanted to visit her, but none could step foot in Fenghua Palace. Why? The answer was simple: Xiao Changyi wouldn’t let them disturb his wife’s rest.
The Crown Princess Consort also came to visit, along with Su Chengyu, bringing many gifts. Xiao Changyi originally did not want to let them in, but An Jing said to let them come, and he didn’t want to go against his wife’s wishes.
The Emperor of Xiyun bestowed many rare and valuable gifts, showing just how happy he was.
Because of the need to take a three-day fetal protection medicine and his concern for An Jing’s health, no matter how much she pleaded, Xiao Changyi wouldn’t allow her to wander outside Fenghua Palace, at most letting her walk around within the palace. He preferred her best rested in bed.
Her husband was like that, insisting on things for her own good.
So, even though she couldn’t roam around, An Jing wasn’t angry at all; in fact, she felt incredibly sweet about it.
On the day she finished the last bowl of fetal protection medicine, An Jing felt a great sense of relief. The medicine was truly bitter, but fortunately, it was finally over, so she wouldn’t have to continue taking it.
After eating some candied fruits to get rid of the bitterness in her mouth, An Jing picked up the plate of sour plums on the table and began snacking on them one by one.
Doctor Fang said that normally in the first month of pregnancy, there wouldn’t be such a craving for sour foods, but An Jing’s pulse was already strong less than a month into her pregnancy. Therefore, her craving for sour foods couldn’t be judged by normal pregnancy conditions.
He suggested it might be due to individual physical constitutions.
No matter the reason, as long as she was pregnant, that was enough. As for her liking for sour foods, it wasn’t something she needed to care about.
The minute the Emperor of Xiyun walked in and saw An Jing eating sour plums, he was overjoyed and exclaimed, "A son for sour, a daughter for spicy, Jingjing loves sour so much, this babe must certainly be a boy."