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Chapter 150 ⑩ Can’t Run Away (13)

The person walking in front paused, this was the second time Wen Jinhuan called him Ah Li.

He originally thought that he would never hear it again except for that one time, but she yelled today, so caught off guard.

Qu Zhili turned his head, she walked up the stairs, a bit slow, and her belly was bigger than before, he suddenly felt that she just lost her temper too much.

She worked hard to conceive the child. As a man, he should be considerate and understanding, instead of being suspicious and angry.

It's just that he's really not sure how Wen Jinhuan feels now, even if she has his child, Qu Zhili really can't know Wen Jinhuan's inner thoughts. The child, in the joy of a family of three, almost forgot that she had ever liked someone else.

Until today, when Zhao Minghan appeared, Qu Zhili now felt that he had returned to the past, and wanted to take care of this relationship with anxiety, but now he was worried about gain and loss.

After all, he wasn't sure whether Wen Jinhuan had forgotten or not.

He watched Wen Jinhuan getting closer and closer to him, and his thoughts gradually returned.

Immediately, she heard her soft voice, saying flatteringly, "I'll call you A Li from now on, okay?"

She has a bright and contagious smile on her face, bright eyes and white teeth, and the maternal tenderness after pregnancy flows between her eyebrows, making people unable to move their eyes away.

Qu Zhili resisted not holding her in his arms. Hearing Wen Jinhuan's words, he suddenly became a little awkward, "It's good that the princess is happy."

"Of course I'm happy," Wen Jinhuan said, "Since I call you A Li, it's impossible for you to call me Shizifei, and you should call me Fangfang."

"..."

That was the name he always wanted to call in his dreams, and he got permission today.

"Free?"

Wen Jinhuan nodded, "Yes, call me like that from now on."

When Qu Zhili called her "Wang Fang", her tone and expression were different from when Zhao Minghan called her. In contrast, she was more inclined to Qu Zhili calling her "Wang Fang".

Qu Zhili's magnetic and deep voice, calling out her name, is so beautiful.

"Come on in, it's cold outside."

The corners of Qu Zhili's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes shone brightly, and his eyebrows stretched.

He suddenly thought that as long as people belonged to him, he would take things step by step and take his time.

The two walked inside, Qu Zhili could slow down in order to keep pace with Wen Jinhuan.

"It's almost Chinese New Year. I bought you some jewelry and clothes. I'll come to you tomorrow to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I'll do it again."

"What you added is naturally suitable."

What Wen Jinhuan likes about Qu Zhili is that he will never ask you if you want it. By the time he says it, the gift has already been delivered to him.

"I originally wanted to add some small things to the baby when I went out today, but who knew you would come here as soon as I left the restaurant."

"..."

Qu Zhili didn't know that it was not because of Zhao Minghan that she went out, but because of the child.

His heart jumped up.

He thought for a while, "Tell me what you want, if you want to go out again, tell me, and I will accompany you to go out."

"Okay, let's go out together when you are not busy."

After Wen Jinhuan said that, his face became sullen, "But other children can wear clothes made by their own mothers. I don't know anything. I can't do these little things for my children."

Qu Zhili responded to her, "It's okay, these are trivial things, you have worked hard to conceive him, you don't need to do these things."

Qu Zhili didn't think of her doing these kinds of work as female workers, unless it was to pass the time.

Wen Jinhuan gently caressed her stomach, and put her hands on it, when a part of her stomach suddenly moved, she was surprised and pleasantly surprised, "The child moved, moved."

She felt the baby move, it was amazing, and she really felt that the child she was carrying was growing up.

When Qu Zhili heard her words, his heart skipped a beat. He stared at Wen Jinhuan's stomach, "Does it hurt you when the child touches you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He looked at Wen Jinhuan, the first thing he thought of was Wen Jinhuan's body, and he was relieved when he saw that her expression hadn't changed.

Wen Jinhuan shook his head, "No."

Wen Jinhuan looked down for a while, but his stomach didn't move again, and he couldn't see anything with his thick clothes on.

……

Qu Zhili was dizzy and busy during the period before the Chinese New Year.

The last time I agreed to go out with her to buy children's things when I have time.

They didn't have time to go out until the Chinese New Year.

Bei Guogong and his wife read that Wen Jinhuan was pregnant, so they didn't ask them to go back to have the New Year's Eve dinner. They also said that Wen Jinhuan was inconvenient, so there was no need to go back and forth.

Therefore, Wen Jinhuan and Qu Zhili spent the Chinese New Year together this year, and this was also their first New Year's Eve.

At the same time, there is another very important day, New Year's Eve is also Qu Zhili's birthday.

Wen Jinhuan put her gift in Qu Zhili's study last night, so that he could see it when he woke up in the morning.

She has become lazy now, can't get up in the morning, even if she wakes up, she doesn't want to get up.

Today is Qu Zhili's birthday, she woke up very early in the morning, she ordered Ting Lan to bring hot water to wash up, Ting Lan was surprised for a while that she woke up so early.

"Ma'am, don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Don't sleep anymore, I have something to work on today." Wen Jinhuan yawned, but his sleepiness had not completely dissipated.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to do, just tell your slaves."

Ting Lan wrung out the towel and wiped Wen Jinhuan's face gently and carefully.

Wen Jinhuan squinted her eyes, enjoying her face washing, "I can do this myself."

"What do you want to do, my maidservant will help you."

No matter what she wants to do, Ting Lan will definitely be by her side.

The smell of Chinese New Year in the house is strong, red window grilles are pasted everywhere, and lanterns are hung. The snow has stopped, but there is still some snow.

After Wen Jinhuan finished washing, he called Ting Lan and walked to the kitchen together.

The kitchen is very busy today, and the cook has already started to prepare the New Year's meal in the kitchen.

Wen Jinhuan came to the kitchen for the first time, and the sound of chopping vegetables was rhythmic. He heard the sound of chopping vegetables from a distance, which best represented the sound in the kitchen.

The smoke in the kitchen was thick, and the cooks were performing their duties, and some people were busy running in and out.

When she stepped in, all the people who were lighting the fire, chopping vegetables, and moving things stopped, and everyone looked over.

Afterwards, everyone hurriedly saluted Wen Jinhuan, "Shi Zifei."

Wen Jinhuan waved his hand, "You are busy with your work, I just came to take a look."

"Yes."

Everyone keep busy.

The mother-in-law in charge of the kitchen came over, and she asked cautiously, "Where are you coming to the kitchen, Shizifei?"

"I want to cook some noodles by myself, just give me a place." Wen Jinhuan scanned around, looking for a vacant stove.

The woman in charge was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "This is not right, you are delicate and pregnant with a young lady, you can tell the old slave what kind of noodles you want to eat, and I will trouble you to do it yourself."

If the prince finds out about this, disaster will come to them.

"It's okay."

Wen Jinhuan walked to a spare stove, looked at the vegetables in the basket on the counter, and thought about what ingredients to go with.

The woman in charge saw that she was serious, but she still couldn't let it go, "Madam, can you tell me what kind of noodles you want to make?"

Ting Lan on the side spoke first, "Today is the son's birthday, the empress must have made longevity noodles for the son."

Everyone knew about Shi Ziye's birthday, but the woman in charge didn't think of it together at first.

"Oh oh oh," the woman in charge suddenly realized, "I will prepare any ingredients my mother needs, this old servant."

Wen Jinhuan thought for a while, "Find someone to light the fire, do you have noodles?"

The woman in charge replied, "Let the cook make the noodles. They will be ready soon. The freshly made noodles are fresh and firm."

Wen Jinhuan nodded.

Although she wanted to cook longevity noodles for Qu Zhili, she couldn't knead the dough now, so she had to let someone else do it.

The woman in charge immediately called two people over, one for lighting the fire and the other for making noodles.

"My lady, do you have any other orders?"

"Gone."

Wen Jinhuan looked at her cuffs to make sure they were not in the way, so she didn't push them up.

Then she called Ting Lan, "Ting Lan, wash the vegetables for me."

"Yes, ma'am." Naturally, Ting Lan couldn't let Wen Jinhuan touch cold water. In this weather, she immediately picked some of the freshest vegetables to wash.

Wen Jinhuan took a spoonful of water and poured it into the pot. She took out two tomatoes and put them in a bowl, scalded the skins with hot water, then tore them apart, chopped the tomatoes, and put them in the pot.

The woman in charge waited quietly by the side, and didn't go there, for fear that Wen Jinhuan might make a mistake.

After the water boiled, the noodles happened to be ready. She put the noodles into the pot and stirred them a few times with chopsticks.

Add oil, salt, soy sauce to enhance the flavor, a little chili powder.

The aroma gradually rose, and the fiery red soup was boiling hot, wrapped in milky white noodles, bubbling.

Wen Jinhuan ordered, "Ting Lan, go and see if the prince is awake."

"I'm going now, servant girl." Ting Lan wiped her hands and trotted out.

At this time, Qu Zhili must be up, and he will pass on breakfast in a while, and Wen Jinhuan's timing is very good.

The noodles were cooked, Wen Jinhuan took out a clean porcelain bowl, picked up the noodles, and at the same time, Ting Lan trotted back.

"Go back to your mother, the son of the world is preparing to deliver breakfast." She said.

Wen Jinhuan glanced at the woman in charge, "Order me, don't bring the son's breakfast."

The woman in charge immediately replied, "Yes, this old slave knows."

After about 1 minute, people really came, and the young man next to Shizi came over and asked them to pass on the meal.

The woman in charge responded at the door, saying that she was ready to send it over now.

The servant also asked if the imperial concubine's meal was prepared, and dictated a few dishes for Wen Jinhuan that Qu Zhili ordered.

The woman in charge nodded and responded one by one.

After dismissing the boy, the woman in charge went back and ordered the concubine's meal to be prepared.

After Wen Jinhuan finished fishing for the noodles, he blanched some vegetables in the original soup.

Having a big belly didn't affect her performance at all, except that she moved a little slower.

(End of this chapter)