Chapter 67: Is Lingyi Jealous?

“You haven’t come over much recently. The weather has turned cold, and the bed is not warm…” Meng Huan’s thoughts couldn’t keep up with his mouth, and his words became more and more off-topic. Even he himself didn’t know what he was talking about.

He only knew that at this moment, he just wanted her to stay, wanting her to treat him the way she did before Zu Jun passed away.

Wen Zhaoyin seemed to be startled by his words and was obviously stunned for a moment. However, she was really happy about today’s matter and didn’t refuse. “Alright, I’ll have Pei Lan move the documents over in a while.”

Hearing her agree, Meng Huan felt indescribably happy in his heart. He only felt that his head was no longer dizzy, and he had no feeling of nausea. His whole person felt relaxed in both body and mind.

He felt that pregnancy was a joyous matter that could be used to dilute those unpleasant things and let life get back on track.

As for the pain and discomfort, those months had not yet arrived. He pretended not to know and didn’t think about it. When the time comes, he will just endure it.

Either way, he had to go through it once. What was there for him to fear?

In the female-dominant world, it was normal for men to give birth. Since he lived here, it was impossible for him not to give birth.

Rather than living in fear every day, it was better to ignore the pain and various reactions first and take one day at a time.

Perhaps Wen Zhaoyin thought the same as him, believing that this was a great joyous event and should be properly celebrated. After three days, she held a small family banquet in the mansion.

She called Wen Shu over and held Wen You in her arms. They set up seats in the courtyard and let the guards and servants who worked hard all day come to join the feast, making it a lively occasion.

She suddenly discovered that now the huge Wen family only had two adults and two children. Although there were many servants in the mansion, the liveliness was still a bit too sparse.

Actually, Wen Zhaoyin usually loved peace and quiet and didn’t have much feeling whether there were many or few people. It was just that this time, after Zu Jun left, it was as if she suddenly lost her support and began to feel that there were fewer people at home.

Why not take in a concubine? This thought only briefly crossed her mind before she actively extinguished it herself.

One reason was that Meng Huan had just become pregnant and his emotions were unstable. The second reason was that she didn’t have anyone she particularly liked and didn’t have many additional needs, so there was no difference whether she took in a concubine or not.

What about inviting the eldest sister from the countryside to stay for a while? However, the eldest sister’s condition was sometimes good and sometimes bad. If she acted up, the mansion would definitely become chaotically “lively.”

Wen Zhaoyin thought for a while but couldn’t come up with a way to make the mansion lively.

Speaking of which, after her mother passed away, perhaps because she still had her father’s company, she didn’t feel as desolate as she did now. Now that both her parents had left her, and she had long severed ties with the family clan, she would have the feeling of being alone and lonely.

She gently stroked the belly of the person in her arms. Although the pregnancy wasn’t showing yet, both of them knew that a small life was growing inside. “Lingyi, we already have a second child. Can you not always think about running away?”

“After you give birth to this child, I will officially make you my concubine. At that time, you will truly be the male master of the Wen family.”

Meng Huan didn’t care much about these things before, but now he felt that it wasn’t impossible. He thought to himself with self-mockery that going from a concubine to an official concubine could be considered a promotion of sorts.

So he nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll listen to you, my lady.”

As soon as he finished nodding, he quickly jumped away from Wen Zhaoyin’s side, grabbed the spittoon, and began to dry heave. He dry heaved for a good while but didn’t vomit anything out. However, his eyes were already filled with tears.

Theoretically, his body had recovered well. Except for the half-month he went out, he really didn’t have a time when he ate poorly. However, this time he still had morning sickness, and it was even more severe than last time.

Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, Wen Zhaoyin also felt a bit distressed. She quickly got up to pour water for him and gently patted his back to help him breathe.

“Why don’t I invite the imperial physician to take a look and prescribe some anti-emetic medicine to make you more comfortable?”

Meng Huan straightened his back, took the cup, and drank a mouthful of water. He rinsed his mouth, turned his face away from her line of sight, and spat into the container.

He waved his hand and said as he walked towards the low couch, “I’m already taking medicine. If the imperial physician comes, he will prescribe more medicine. I won’t need to eat all day and can get full just by drinking medicine.”

“If you ask me, you should stop all the medicines for me and let me eat well. The symptoms will immediately improve.”

So he didn’t want to take medicine anymore. Wen Zhaoyin couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright, I’ll do as you say. Let’s not take medicine and see if it can get better.”

Seeing her idle, Meng Huan complained again, “You don’t know how uncomfortable it is to be pregnant. Now I have back pain and waist soreness all day. Wang Fu doesn’t have the strength in his hands and doesn’t know how to massage…”

Before he finished speaking, an extra pair of hands appeared on his shoulders, massaging his shoulders with just the right amount of force. Instantly, his body relaxed, and his mood improved a lot.

If it were in the past, he definitely wouldn’t have thought that he would be willing to carry a woman’s child and feel content as long as she doted on him.

He couldn’t describe what kind of feeling this was, but he seemed to not dislike his current self. It was just that he felt like his entire emotional state was dependent on one person, giving him a vague sense of unease.

This feeling of unease was very unpleasant, making him always want to grasp onto something to confirm that she really liked him.

So his mind went blank, and he actually asked, “Did you used to massage Master Zheng’s shoulders too?”

After asking the question, he wished he could slap himself twice. Only those stupid women who lacked a sense of security would ask such a brainless question. He was really…

He only felt the hands on his shoulders pause for a moment and then continue massaging as if unintentionally. If it weren’t for his strong perception, he might not have noticed at all.

Wen Zhaoyin said from behind him, “Does Lingyi want to hear me say yes or no?”

The question was thrown back at him. Meng Huan rationally remained silent and didn’t speak. Of course, he wanted to hear no, but what if it was yes? What could he do if it was yes?

Wen Zhaoyin’s hands had already reached his back. She used her elbows to massage along both sides of his spine, and her movements were just right. She looked quite skilled.

Everything seemed to be unspoken.

For no reason, Meng Huan felt his eyes getting a bit hot. He couldn’t help but think that back then, Concubine Xie Yunhuan might have also sat here, perhaps coincidentally carrying Wen Shu, and then Wen Zhaoyin would smile gently while massaging his back…

The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt. His sitting posture was no longer as relaxed as before, and his breathing was not as steady. It seemed that he was suppressing the urge to cry.

A light chuckle came from behind him. He almost cried, but he heard her say, “Useless, always thinking wild thoughts every day.”

“Yunhuan always followed the rules. He was unwilling and never asked me. I never massaged him.”

“Then how come you’re so skilled at massaging? You don’t look like someone who would give massages.” Unless she practiced on someone.

She stopped her movements and gently hugged him. “When Mother was still alive, the old injuries from the battlefield would often act up. I learned some techniques and occasionally helped her massage.”

“Lingyi, you never used to get jealous before. How come you’re fussing over this matter now?”

Meng Huan was hugged by her and couldn’t escape. His head was also tickled by her, so he had to turn his head and say, “I was just casually asking.”

Jealous? He was jealous of a deceased man? How was that possible!

The latter didn’t care whether he believed it or not and didn’t continue on this topic. She felt that him being able to have this kind of reaction was already enough.

She had also blamed him when Father had just passed away, thinking that if that Xue Kurong was still around, maybe Father could have been saved. But that medicinal herb had already been consumed due to Meng Huan’s willfulness.

But when she thought about it again, she felt that she shouldn’t blame him. Even though he had been reckless in the first place, it was still her decision. Now blaming him for it was somewhat unfair.