Seeing the disbelief in Dong Lingjiu's eyes, Xia Tan'er lowered her eyes and looked at her belly tenderly. With this look, Xia Tan'er could conclude that Dong Lingjiu really loved her.
If a child who is not his own can show such expectations, Dong Lingjiu really puts her at the forefront of his heart.
"Yes, the baby is one month old, and the fetal movements have become more and more frequent recently, but this is a good thing, and it means that the baby is growing well."
Xia Tan'er grabbed Dong Lingjiu's hand and put it on her lower abdomen. Just like that, the child suddenly moved and responded to Dong Lingjiu by trembling slightly under Dong Lingjiu's hand.
"He moved again!"
Life is really magical. Dong Lingjiu raised his head and looked at Xia Tan'er, his eyes full of surprise.
"It just so happens that at this point in time, he usually has to move a little more, but today he is a little lazy."
"Tan'er, have you named him?"
Xia Tan'er shook her head.
"I haven't thought about it yet. Naming is a big deal so I can't be careless. For now, let's call An An safely. I hope he can be safe."
"An'an..."
Dong Lingjiu recited the word "An'an" over and over again. Thinking of how many times the child almost lost his child before, Dongling Jiu couldn't help but feel distressed. Xia Taner's word "An'an" was indeed appropriate.
"I'll wait until he's born before I think about the name. I'll call him An'an first."
"An'an, this king is your father."
"An'an~"
Dong Lingjiu called An An's name over and over again, and Xia Tan'er's eyebrows became gentle again.
"I wonder what it will be like for Uncle Nine Emperors to be a father in the future?"
Looking at Dong Lingjiu's current appearance, Xia Tan'er suddenly began to look forward to the family of three in the future.
Dong Lingjiu was in a good mood today because he had reconciled with Xia Tan'er. When he returned to the Nine Princes' Mansion, he was smiling and beaming with joy. This made the servants of the Nine Princes' Mansion feel a lot better.
As soon as Dong Lingjiu came back, he went to Feng Muchi's room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Feng Muchi holding a book in front of his belly with one hand and leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed and his head pointing down again and again. He slept very soundly.
Because he was in a good mood, Dong Lingjiu was not angry when he saw Feng Muchi like this. He greeted the guards outside and sat at the table.
After a while, the food was served one after another, especially when the braised pork cooked by Xia Tan'er was served. The fragrant Feng Muchi closed her eyes and used her nose to smell the smell in the air.
"Strange, why do I smell braised pork?"
"It shouldn't be. This is not the Nine Princes' Mansion. Where did the braised pork come from?"
The smell was really too strong. As soon as Feng Muchi opened his eyes, he saw a table of food placed in front of Dong Lingjiu, especially the large bowl of braised pork in the center.
He hadn't eaten for half a day. Feng Muchi was so hungry that he immediately ran to the table. He picked up his chopsticks and pinched the braised pork. The soft, sweet and salty taste filled his mouth. Feng Muchi picked up his rice bowl and pulled it. Went in after several mouthfuls.
"Smells! It smells so good!"
"Eat more if it smells good, there's more."
As soon as he said this, Feng Muchi stopped eating, stopped holding the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at Dong Lingjiu with a suspicious expression.
Feng Muchi could tell that the braised pork he had just eaten was clearly cooked by Xia Tan'er, and seeing that Dong Lingjiu had completely lost the look he had in the daytime and still had a springy look on his face, he could tell that he had been nourished by love.
Feng Muchi took a chair and sat down, looking at Dong Lingjiu meaningfully.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I didn't expect you to reconcile with Tan'er so quickly. Could it be that you specifically asked Tan'er to cook this braised pork for me as a favor to my young master?"
