Gu Jinyuan felt that he was suffering from a heartache, but in front of his wife, he couldn't tell his son a lesson, so he could only endure it silently.

Jiang Wanyun didn't feel anything. Listening to her son's words, she smiled and touched his cheeks with a sultry look, and said, "I hope our Chen'er can get what she wants."

"Okay." Gu Lianchen's bent eyes and beautiful big eyes immediately became the shape of a crescent moon.

He looked like his father, only three years old, and his delicate facial features on his little face turned into a delicate look.

However, those eyes were just his mother's round and beautiful apricot eyes, with only a curvature at the end of his eyes, making his eyes look pure and cute.

Looking at the happy interaction between the two, Gu Jinyuan, who was almost ignored, could only sigh in his heart.

Let the mother and son chat for a while, and he said, "The imperial physician just told me that you must have a good rest during this period. Chen'er let me carry it out for fun. You lie down in the inner hall to rest for a while."

"When dinner is ready, I will ask Fu Liu to come and call you again."

Jiang Wanyun didn't feel anything about her stomach. Seeing him standing up with his son in his arms, she stood up immediately. "I haven't shown my conceit yet. I don't feel any other discomfort except for the occasional feeling of nausea."

"Let's go together. It happens that the autumn chrysanthemums are blooming beautifully recently. I want to pick some and make some autumn chrysanthemum fish fillet porridge to drink."

"Chrysanthemum fish fillet porridge?" Gu Jinyuan frowned slightly, "But can you enter the kitchen now? There is a lot of oil smoke in that place..."

Where can pregnant people enter the kitchen?

Although I want to eat, my wife’s health is still important!

Knowing that this matter could not be hindered by him, Jiang Wanyun didn't force it, but just pulled him out all the way and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't do it yourself. After picking it up, just write the method to Fu Liu or Chu Ying and let them do it."

"They are used to beating my concubine on weekdays, and now they are helping to make porridge, which is a trivial matter."

"That's OK." After hearing that he could send someone else to do it, Gu Jinyuan followed her wish and took her out with her.

However, just after going out for a walk, squatting down beside Qiuju, Jiang Wanyun felt a nausea in her stomach, "Vomit..."

She pulled out her handkerchief to cover her lips, but she didn't spit out anything for a long time.

"What's wrong with the mother?" Gu Lianchen, who was playing next to him, saw Jiang Wanyun showing a discomfort, immediately kicked her short legs and ran to her side, holding her arm, and looking at her with concern.

"It's okay, go and have fun." Jiang Wanyun touched his head and pressed down the nausea in her stomach. She stretched out her hand and started picking flowers.

Gu Lianchen tilted his head and looked at her, thinking for a while, but still felt that things could not be forgotten like this.

After all, since he was conscious, the first rule that the father set for him was that everything should be based on the mother and queen, and give priority to the mother and queen, and never let the mother and queen work hard.

Now that he saw that his mother was uncomfortable, he couldn't do anything, so of course he could only report it to his father.

So the little guy took his short legs again, took a few steps, and ran to Gu Jinyuan, who was leaning against the tree trunk not far away, and was sleeping shallowly, "Father!"
Chapter completed!