That night, before the palace banquet was over, Zhao Xuanyi and Ji Qingqing resigned and returned home first.
The emperor naturally agreed, and also ordered a soft sedan to be prepared, carefully lit lanterns, and sent them to the palace gate.
When they arrived at the palace gate, Ji Qingqing was about to get off the sedan chair.
Zhao Xuanyi had already stepped forward to help her in person.
His expression and behavior showed caution: "Slow down, be careful."
Ji Qingqing's face heated up, she glared at him and said with a smile: "I haven't shown my pregnancy yet, that's all."
Nothing happened when Ming Ming entered the palace, walking, sitting and standing were just like normal, now Asking him to do this made him feel nervous.
Zhao Xuanyi didn't care about this, he still carefully helped her out of the sedan chair by half-supporting and half-hugging: "It's more important that you don't show your pregnancy.
The imperial doctor said that you should be especially careful in the first few months."
Turning around and getting into the carriage, Zhao Xuanyi also half-held and half-supported her.
After entering the carriage, he carefully pulled her to sit in his arms, hugged her with both arms and held her in his arms, and ordered the coachman to drive slowly. , it was important to be steady, and there was a little bump in the way back home to make him look good, which made Ji Qingqing pinch his waist lightly or hard.
Zhao Xuanyi was not annoyed.
He smiled and kissed her on the cheek, between her eyebrows and on the lips several times.
The smile on his face never stopped.
He buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath.
He sighed and giggled: "Qing'er, we are going to have a child, and I am going to be a father."
The corners of Ji Qingqing's lips curled up, her bright eyes became gentle, and she unconsciously touched her flat belly with one hand: "Well, we are going to have a baby."
Zhao Xuanyi's smile became even stupider: "Oh, it's like a dream, we are really going to have a child, hahaha."
Ji Qingqing was amused: "Yes, it's true, but there are still a few months left.
The child is probably only a little bit old now."
She gestured with her fingers.
The imperial doctor said it was less than two months.
How old should it be?
It should be only as big as a thumb.
Zhao Xuanyi suddenly opened his eyes with surprise and surprise: "He, is he only that old?"
His eyes couldn't help but fall on Ji Qingqing's lower abdomen, and he carefully and gently caressed it with his big palm.
The surprised, surprised, and fresh expression on his face still remained.
This was simply unbelievable to him.
Could his child be so small?
Ji Qingqing couldn't help but giggle when she saw her wise and powerful husband acting so ignorant and stupid, her branches trembling: "The imperial doctor said, he is less than two months old, isn't that all he has?"
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Thinking about such a small little person, Zhao Xuanyi felt very interesting in his heart.
He hugged Ji Qingqing's arm with a little force and said with a low smile: "That's right, Qing'er's belly hasn't even shown her pregnancy yet.
Wait until there is a big watermelon."
When you’re that old, it’s time to give birth.”
Thinking about that moment, Ji Qingqing's heart softened, her eyes softened unconsciously, and she smiled softly, "Well, our child will be born by then."
Thinking about that moment, Zhao Xuanyi became even more excited and excited: "It seems that it doesn't take long, so we should make good preparations, including the children's clothes, wet nurses, maids to serve, food and clothing, etc.
You have to prepare everything carefully before it is too late.”
Ji Qingqing was also looking forward to it.
Hearing this was funny, but he couldn't bear to spoil his mood, so he could only hold back his smile and nodded in agreement: "You're right, it's time to get well prepared."
The two of them discussed how to make various preparations for the child along the way.
Zhao Xuanyi couldn't wait to be a father and hold the good baby in his arms.
When he returned to the palace, he sent word that everyone in the palace would be rewarded with three months' worth of money.
Everyone kowtowed in congratulations, and it was quite lively again.
Zhao Xuanyi was immersed in incomparable excitement and joy until he returned to the bedroom to rest.
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He hugged Ji Qingqing and kissed her with burning eyes.
Ji Qingqing grabbed his hand, her attitude was unquestionably firm, she pushed him to the side gently, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't make trouble, don't scare the child."
Zhao Xuanyi's expression changed and he looked a little silly.
His smile froze on his lips and fixed in his eyes.
He looked at Ji Qingqing's belly and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
So before the little ancestor was born, he started competing with him for his wife.
And in the first round, it was clear that the little ancestor won.
Zhao Xuanyi: "" Feeling very complicated
The New Year's Eve banquet in the palace was still going on.
The emperor was happy, and everyone joined in.
Whether it was true or false, they said many compliments and congratulations.
The prince was unhappy, but it wasn't very obvious.
He just felt angry, extremely depressed, and he was so frustrated that he couldn't vent his anger.
Secretly gritting his teeth, he scolded the fourth child for being so lucky.
Princess Han was diagnosed with pregnancy that night.
Humph, there is no such coincidence in this world.
It must have been intentional by the couple.
They must have been diagnosed long ago, but they deliberately stayed to talk about it tonight to please their father.
However, even if he guessed that, so what, he couldn't stop it, and his father was indeed very happy.
The prince couldn't help but secretly scolded Zhao Xuanyi for being cunning.
Concubine Yan Xizhao, since the news came out from Zhao Xuanyi's mouth, her mind went blank after a while.
She didn't know how much effort she had to put in to suppress any emotion on her face or expression.
All the flowers in front of her eyes had lost their color.
She couldn't see or hear clearly what others said or did.
Cleared.
Ji Qingqing is pregnant.
How could that bitch be pregnant with Xuan Yi's child?
After finally enduring it until he returned home and entered the clean room, Yan Xizhao endured the tears for a whole night and finally no longer had to endure them anymore.
They poured out like floods from a leaking embankment.
She bit her lip until it bled.
She did not dare and could not let anyone hear her cry or see her lose her composure.
It was also the same night last year when she fell down the high steps and lost all the bones in her belly.
But tonight this year, the bitch was diagnosed with pregnancy.
How could she swallow this breath?
The increasingly fierce anger burning in her chest caused burning pain in her internal organs, almost burning away her sanity.
The tears fell faster, leaving only tear stains and ferociousness on his originally delicately made-up face.
She didn't dare to wipe the tears on her face hard, for fear that her eyes would be red and swollen.
After a while, Yan Xizhao took a deep breath and cursed in a low, hoarse voice: "That trash, that worthless trash."
Ning Ziyuan, that loser, even prepared medicine for her, but what did she do?
A noble lady from the capital who was born in the Duke's palace can't even handle such a trivial matter.
That bitch Ji Qingqing is pregnant: