Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

Fujin's eyes flashed, his expression gradually eased, and he sneered, "You're right, I just forgive her for the sake of the child, it's not the same as before! Anyway, I'm not in good health, and I can't take care of her What, whether this child can be kept or not depends entirely on her!"

With her own identity, Fujin would not easily do unscrupulous things, but if someone wanted to do it, she would definitely not stop her.

Not only will they not obstruct, but they will also turn a blind eye to give convenience.

Grandma Wu understood what Fujin meant, and said with a smile: "Fu Jin is a sensible person, that's exactly what it should be!"

Li Fangfujin believed that it was Mu Fangfujin who killed her child—that was a little elder brother. Now that she knows that Mu Fangfu Jin is pregnant, how can she be reconciled?

It's a pity that Li Fangfujin was unlucky, and he was grounded again

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will become lively tomorrow.

Fourth Master returned to Qingtong Courtyard. Mu Jin was leaning on the soft bed in boredom. His eyes lit up when he came back, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his smile was flying: "Master!"

The fourth master was in a good mood after sweeping away his depression. He felt that the ice and snow were melting and the flowers were blooming in spring. He sat down beside her and kissed her. He smiled and said, "How much did you use for dinner? Is it to your liking?"

Mu Jin subconsciously frowned slightly.

"What? Didn't Lao Zhao cook properly?" Fourth Master's expression darkened. Knowing that Jin'er is pregnant, how dare she neglect her?

Even if you have never been pregnant, don't be negligent!

"It has nothing to do with Chef Zhao." Mu Jin rubbed her chest subconsciously, and said in distress: "I don't know why, but I always feel a little stuffy in my chest, uncomfortable, and I don't have much appetite. Many dishes are served on the table. I like all of them, but today I feel uncomfortable after taking a second look, and hurriedly asked people to evacuate them, and I can’t eat much of the rest.”

The fourth master couldn't help worrying: "Women will have morning sickness and loss of appetite when they are pregnant. Tomorrow, I will ask Chef Zhao to adjust the dishes. Ask him to cook whatever Jin'er wants to eat. Try to make it light! Jin'er, be good, as much as possible eat some."

There is still one in my stomach, how can I grow if I don’t eat?

Mu Jin nodded with a "huh", and she was troubled: "The servants eat well at noon, but I don't know why the dinner suddenly became like this!"

Fourth Master smiled: "I didn't know I was pregnant at noon, but now I know that I will react, which is normal."

It's not that she's hypocritical, this thing is really amazing and unreasonable.

At noon, she ate boiled prawns with great relish, but the deep-fried prawns for dinner felt greasy and disgusting at first glance, so she hurriedly took them away.

In addition to the deep-fried prawns, there are also grilled chicken nuggets with soft-shelled turtle, steamed squab, braised deer tendon and angelica roe meat. There are six dishes and one soup, and only one dish and one soup are left: steamed tofu and vegetarian vegetable balls, winter bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms soup.

Even for the remaining two dishes, Mu Jin only tasted them briefly before putting down the bowls and chopsticks.

The stuffy feeling in the chest extended to the mouth of the throat, as if something was about to overflow, and it was impossible to swallow any more.

The fourth master then asked Xiaotao, what did Fujin use for dinner?

Xiaotao was concerned and worried, so fourth master naturally knew everything when he asked.

"Doesn't this mean that nothing is useless?" Fourth Master was anxious and distressed immediately, "What Jin'er wants to eat, ask the kitchen to do it right now. How can I do it if I don't eat?"

"The slave is not hungry." Mu Jin felt a little disgusted when she heard about eating, and shook her head: "The slave doesn't want to use anything now, so don't bother people, and the slave can't eat it after being a slave! I just stewed some bird's nest Soup, let’s see if I can use some later.”