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Chapter 3970

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"Why are you so swollen? Did you call the doctor to come and see you? "

Jiujiu chuckled. "My husband, you don't know, but all women are like this during pregnancy. The female doctor came a few days ago and said that my condition is already considered good. The more serious ones can't even get out of bed."

"So serious?" Nie Lve raised his eyebrows and said after a long time, "Is there any way to relieve it?"

"It's nothing more than soaking your feet and rubbing your legs more." Jiujiu rubbed her forehead. "It's considered good that my feet are just swollen. I heard from the female doctor that Prince Hengnan's Princess Consort has very strong morning sickness when she's pregnant. She vomits everything she eats. But the fetus needs a lot of food, so she vomits every day. That's called serious."

Jiujiu had been observing Nie Lve's expression when she said this.

However, Nie Lve's expression didn't change at all when he heard her mention Prince Hengnan's Princess Consort. Instead, Nie Lve frowned when she said that she was already considered good.

Nie Lve rubbed Jiujiu's legs with a distressed expression. "Madam, you've worked hard."

Lianxin was shocked when she saw Nie Lve rubbing Jiujiu's legs.

In all her life, she had never heard of any family's master massaging his wife's legs. Nie Lve was the first one.

Moreover.

Nie Lve was born so tall and handsome. Even if he didn't have an official title, his wealth was enough for him to live a prosperous life. Now that he treated Jiujiu so gently, he was really the husband that countless women dreamed of.

When Xiao Jiuniang married into the family, everyone said that she would suffer in the future if she married Nie Lve, a dandy.

But now it seemed that Nie Lve wasn't the dandy that others said. Xiao Jiuniang's life was much more comfortable than those glamorous madams.

Without the restrictions of her parents-in-law, without the constraints of social interactions, and her husband was so considerate to her. Her life was more comfortable than that of a god.

Lianxin couldn't help but envy Jiujiu.

Nie Lve rubbed Jiujiu's legs for a while before letting go.

After washing his hands with water and washing up, Nie Lve lay down with Jiujiu in his arms.

The hard work of running around outside for more than half a year instantly dissipated.

Because there were no parents-in-law, there was no need for them to wake up early to pay their respects. The two of them slept until they woke up naturally.

When Jiujiu woke up, Nie Lve had already woken up. He was staring at Jiujiu in a daze.

Seeing that Jiujiu had woken up, a trace of awkwardness flashed across Nie Lue's face. "Madam, you've woken up. I've asked someone to prepare breakfast. Please get up."

Jiujiu rubbed her eyes. "I'll have to trouble my husband."

"You're my wife. What's so troublesome about it? Get up."

Nie Lve had not seen Jiujiu for more than half a year. When they met again, Jiujiu's belly was already bulging. She especially cherished the time they spent together and did not want to miss a single second.

Even Jiujiu had to wear her clothes and shoes by herself.

However, Nie Lve was clumsy and could not manage the cumbersome clothes at all. In the end, Jiujiu let Lianxin serve her.

After breakfast, Jiujiu whispered to Nie Lve. As they talked, they talked about Lin Wanxin. "Sister-in-law has a hard life. I heard from the housekeeper that she lost her baby again."

Jiujiu looked sideways at Nie Lve and asked, "I didn't go last time. I'm afraid it's not good if I don't go this time."

Jiujiu did not expect that Lin Wanxin would be so unlucky. She rolled out of bed in her sleep and lost her two-month-old baby again.

Speaking of which, since Lin Wanxin married into Lord Zhennan's Mansion, she had lost four children. On average, one child was born every half a year. If Lin Wanxin was not born in Lord Zhennan's Mansion, Nie Ce would have divorced her long ago.

Nie Lve's eyes darkened. "Sister-in-law has always been generous. Now that you're not in good health, you can just say a word. Moreover, she lost her baby while sleeping. Madam is now seven months pregnant. I'm worried about Madam going to see sister-in-law."

Lin Wanxin lost four children in a row. Now she was not in good spirits.

If she saw Jiujiu's belly, who knew what unexpected things she would do?

Jiujiu just said it casually. When she heard Nie Lve say that he did not need to go, she asked the housekeeper to prepare something and send it over.

In the blink of an eye, it was the Spring Festival.

Jiujiu was pregnant and could not move, but she wanted to see the fireworks. Nie Lve had no choice but to ask someone to buy it. He personally showed it to Jiujiu in the yard.

After watching the fireworks and eating the New Year's Eve dinner, Jiujiu was so sleepy that she could not open her eyes. She wanted to continue to stay up until the New Year.

Nie Lve was amused by Jiujiu's appearance, but he still held Jiujiu until the early hours of the morning. He gave Jiujiu a red envelope and coaxed Jiujiu to sleep.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Nie Lve was about to leave again.

In the past half a month, Nie Lve was obedient to Jiujiu. Every night, he would help Jiujiu wash her feet and rub her legs. He would put his head on Jiujiu's belly and listen to the baby's movements. It was indescribably cute.

Jiujiu looked at Nie Lve, who was tidy and ready to go, and said softly, "I wonder if husband can come back when the child is born?"

There was no father in the world who did not want to be absent when their child was born.

Nie Lve looked at Jiujiu's chubby and childish cheeks and promised, "I will try my best to come back."

After receiving Nie Lve's promise, Jiujiu revealed a sweet smile and nodded. "I believe you, husband."

Just as Nie Lve was about to leave, Jiujiu handed over a pouch containing a protective talisman that she had drawn. "This is the protective talisman that I specially went to the temple to ask for for you. It is said that it can turn misfortune into good luck. Husband, you must take it with you."

Holding the protective talisman that still had Jiujiu's body temperature, Nie Lve nodded solemnly. "I will."

Looking at Jiujiu's gentle face, Nie Lve only felt a surge of hot blood in his heart. He could not help but hold Jiujiu's hand and pull Jiujiu into his arms. He carefully avoided touching her belly and said in Jiujiu's ear, "When I come back, I will ask for a title for you."

Nie Lve had left for more than half a year and only returned once. The last time, he was obviously seriously injured. Jiujiu already had a preliminary guess of what Nie Lve was doing outside. At this moment, after hearing Nie Lve's words, Jiujiu was even more certain of what Nie Lve was doing outside.

She did not expect Nie Lve to be so courageous.

However.

Jiujiu held Nie Lve's arm and said softly, "I don't know what a title is and I don't want one. As long as you are safe and sound, it is more important to me than anything else."

Jiujiu tied the protective talisman around Nie Lve's waist and said softly, "Old Master, the child and I will wait for your safe return."

He had only mentioned a little, but Jiujiu had already guessed what he was doing outside.

Nie Lve increasingly felt that he had found a confidant.

Nie Lve looked deeply at Jiujiu and then left without looking back.

Looking at Nie Lve's back, Jiujiu walked back into the room with Lianxin's help.

The door slowly closed again.

Nie Lve left on the sixth.

Nie Lve's white moonlight, the eldest legitimate daughter of Duke Hengnan, was getting married on the eighth.

But on the seventh, Lianxin suddenly leaned over to Jiujiu's ear and said, "Madam, the Left Commandery Prince is gone."

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