Spoiling a Good Young Wife

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Butler Xiao saw that it was getting dark and that this was not a good time to talk. So He led the guards and the others to rush out of the backyard, leaving room for the couple who had not seen him for a long time.

After the butler left, he told everyone not to divulge the news of the prince's return. The army has not returned to the palace. If there was any news that Xue Zhan was in the palace right now, it would inevitably be mentioned by those officials. It was nothing more than arbitrary and unruly nonsense. One thing is worse than one thing less, so it is better to keep this matter a secret.

“husband, I miss you so much,” Su Zijin saw everyone was gone, and he lay in his arms while acting flirtatious without shame. This man was her husband, and she did not need to be strong in front of her husband.

“husband, let me see, are you hurt?" Su Zijin started taking off the clothes on her husband's body with a pouting face.

Xue Zhan grabbed his wife's small hand, pressed it against her lips, kissed her gently, and said gently: Your husband is so strong, how could he be hurt? But you, why did you lose so much weight? You don't have much meat on your body, even when I hold you, I know that.

Xue Zhan rubbed his wife's red lips, frowned and continued: is Zijin not used to food at home? Or are the servants in this house ignorant and make my Zijin angry? .

Looking at her husband's face, Su Zijin laughed out loud and spoke with a happy smile on her face: how could it be! The people at home treated me very well. I am prince Xiao's wife. Who would dare to face our prince?" Su Zijin was smart enough not to mention what happened at Huimin Palace, including Qiao Yurou's rude remark. He had an indifferent temperament and could not do such a thing as jealousy. She doesn't want much, she just wants to have her husband alone.

"Don't hide it from me when you feel guilty. Your weight's really down." Xue Zhan knew that Su Zijin was different from ordinary women. He is independent and confident. She was never a evasive person and only knew how to cling to men, so she relied on herself to make her understand more.

Su Zijin lay on the man's chest, listened to his heartbeat in his ears, and felt those years of calm and peace, this was the life he missed the most. I don't know if it was the nature of father and son, but Su Zijin's stomach twitched, and that sudden movement made Zijin let out a voice: ouch.

Xue Zhan hurriedly asked nervously: Zijin, what's wrong with you?

Su Zijin smiled and shook his head. Seeing the nervous look on her husband's face, her eyes turned red again. This was Prince Xiao, who did not even frown when he was stabbed by a knife, but the look on his face changed, just because of his exclamation. How could she, Su Zijin, have such a good husband? God was so good to her..

Su Zijin grabbed onto Xue Zhan's hand and slowly placed it on his bulging stomach: don't worry, it's the little guy greeting his father.

Only then did Xue Zhan realize his enormous belly. She was already past her thirties and had seen many other people's wives get pregnant, but her Zijin was only six months pregnant, then why was her stomach bigger than an ordinary woman who was about to give birth?

"Duk duk.." The little one might not be satisfied with his father's negligence, so he kicked him a few times. Xue Zhan felt a shock coming from his hand and pressed his red eyes, He, Xue Zhan, has a child with his Zijin.

He wished it was a little girl, who could call him father gently, go up to his neck to go anywhere, and marry someone... No, how did she, Xue Zhan, raise such a spoiled daughter, then in the end, become someone else's family.

it had to be said that Prince Xiao was thinking too far ahead. Now she worries about the marriage of her unborn child.

"boys."

“My husband also hopes this will be a boy who can continue this family line?" Su Zijin was a little disappointed. She initially thought her husband was different from everyone else, but she forgot that ancient people generally thought the same.

"How is it possible? The boy was very tough, and there was no punch. Girl, I must have pampered, but finally married a smelly man, I. I can't bear to part with him later." Xue felt a bit bad. He scratched his head meaningfully.

Su Zijin laughed after hearing this. She did not expect, her husband who was a grown man, would have such sweet thoughts. If the child was really a girl, she would be loved by her husband! Su Zijin only felt an endless feeling of happiness.

He wanted to say something, but Xue Zhan hugged him gently and gently, but did not cause a feeling of excitement .It wasn't that he didn't want to, it was just that, Xue Zhan had another thought when he saw that hardworking little wife. His wife is very young. He was really sent by God to dig his heart out.

The couple remained like this for a long time. Su Zijin asked curiously about the border fortress, but for a long time did not hear an answer from him. And upon seeing it, it turned out that Xue Zhan was already sound asleep.

Su Zijin raised his head and looked at the man next to him who was sleeping soundly, yet still carefully avoided his stomach. A sweet smile appeared on her face, and she obediently brought her head closer to her husband's embrace. He felt like he was sleeping really well tonight.

The moment Su Zijin woke up, the sun outside was already rising high, and the warmth of a man, seemed to still be lingering around him. But when she sees her husband not there, she immediately calls Cui'er to ask, and inevitably, she is seduced by Cui'er.

She had no idea what had happened to her, suddenly becoming sticky to her Husband, only after a while when she saw him did she feel like she was thinking about him.

Su Zijin wore loose clothing with the help of Xiaoyue and Cui'er. This skirt was drawn with his own hands, and then he found the best embroider in Kyoto to make it from the most famous cloud brocade cloth. The fabric is soft and comfortable, as if it is not weighty when worn on its body.

Su Zijin stood in front of the window and looked around, but soon, he found the peach tree was gone, and the place was replaced with a cherry tree, which was seen waving in the wind. Although not as tall and straight as a peach tree, it had a gentle aura like a woman from the south of the Yangtze River.

“Princess, be careful not to catch a cold,” Cui'er carefully put on a green robe on his master: after autumn arrives, the weather becomes cooler, the, and the princess should not be sick at this time, otherwise, the princess will get into trouble.

“Follow me a walk,” Su Zijin walks into the yard with a distended stomach.

The courtyard was very crowded, with buckets-carrying guards, servants who were cultivating young trees, and even old housekeepers busy with shovels. But Su Zijin still caught a glimpse of her husband's figure in the crowd, then her eyes and heart were filled with that sturdy figure.

Xue Zhan also held a shovel in his hand, he dug a hole skillfully, then planted the cherry seedlings with his own hands without relying on the hands of others. As for the peach tree had long been cut into eight pieces by his aides,

cut into firewood, stacked neatly in a corner of the yard, just waiting to be dried in a place exposed to the sun, and used to make fire, it could be spelled out as fulfilling their final purpose.