Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!

Chapter 283 - 217: Daily Pregnant Slacking (Part 2)

Ever since I became pregnant, I’ve been having trouble with bowel movements. I suspect the child is eating it all. - Empress’s Pregnancy Quotes • Vol. 2

Shen Jingxian hadn’t even finished laughing when Wen Ranchen, sitting next to her, suddenly burst into tears.

Shen Jingxian was stunned by the crying. She quickly used her sleeve to wipe Wen Ranchen’s tears while comforting her, "Why are you crying? You’re not the one having the baby. What’s there to be afraid of?"

"I..." Wen Ranchen didn’t manage to say anything coherent, but the tears kept flowing.

Shen Jingxian sighed, placed Wen Ranchen’s hand on her belly, and said, "Feel your baby, stop crying, or the baby will laugh at you later."

"Okay." Wen Ranchen then buried her head in Shen Jingxian’s neck.

At this moment, the Imperial Physician wished he were deaf and mute, oblivious to everything.

But since the Emperor hadn’t dismissed him, he didn’t dare to move.

It was the Empress Dowager who eventually spoke, rewarding him with silver, and only then did the Imperial Physician happily lead the large group back to the Imperial Hospital.

The Empress Dowager glanced at the two people hugging each other, waved away the attendants, and took the still-curious Emperor away.

The Emperor, of course, was reluctant to go. He wanted to see how long Wen Ranchen would cry. "What a crybaby, hahaha, why is he crying?"

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor had been together for so many years that she could read his thoughts just by a glance at his expression.

The Empress Dowager gave him a sidelong look, "I wonder who it was that ran around the Imperial Palace three times back then..."

"Madam!!" The Emperor was anxious.

That’s not something that should be mentioned!

The Empress Dowager chuckled and said no more.

In their positions, it’s often hard to express genuine emotions, but Wen Ranchen was different; he didn’t suppress his feelings, and that’s a good thing.

Looking again at the Emperor’s flushed face, the Empress Dowager felt even happier.

"My daughter is pregnant! Time to go home and embroider clothes for the sweet grandchild!"

Wait, embroider clothes...

The Empress Dowager suddenly remembered something.

"Xiong Yuanxing, you haven’t neglected your sewing skills, right?"

The Emperor grinned and leaned closer, "Of course!"

The Empress Dowager was very satisfied, "Hmm, teach me."

Thus, for a long period, the elderly couple devoted themselves to sewing little clothes and shoes for their grandchild, very contentedly.

Shen Jingxian was also very happy, though more so with a helpless laugh. She hugged Wen Ranchen, who was nestled in her arms like a big dog, and laughed, "Such a big person, crying in front of the Imperial Physician, what if they laugh at you tomorrow? A dignified First Rank General, crying upon hearing his wife is pregnant?"

Wen Ranchen was much better by now, but he didn’t want to get off Shen Jingxian, with one hand on her belly and the other around her waist, "I just can’t believe it, that one day I could be this happy."

This phrase made Shen Jingxian’s heart ache all over again.

Wen Ranchen’s father, Wen Jingming, was no longer in the Capital. He was guarding the border with his illegitimate son.

Though Wen Ranchen was a General, marrying the current ruler meant he couldn’t go to the frontline battles unless under special circumstances. Most of the time, he engaged in duties akin to those of a Civil Servant.

Wen Jingming simply acted like Wen Ranchen didn’t exist, focusing all his attention on Wen Suixi.

But Wen Ranchen had long stopped caring about these things. In his eyes, the only people he cared about were Shen Jingxian, the Empress Dowager, and the Emperor.

Now, knowing there would be another family member, Wen Ranchen’s long-buried scars were suddenly unveiled.

Having gone through the most painful moments, happiness was now within reach, but Wen Ranchen couldn’t help but wonder, what if it was all fake? What if he woke up and found himself alone again?

"Stop letting your mind wander, you are my husband, my only husband."

Wen Ranchen’s mind went blank for a moment, and he chased away those messy thoughts, recklessly lounging in Shen Jingxian’s embrace, "Let them laugh if they want. You’re my wife, and mine alone."

"Yes, yes, I’m your wife alone."

Wen Ranchen chuckled, sitting upright, "Let husband take a look at your belly."

Shen Jingxian also smiled, "What’s there to look at? Nothing can be felt yet."

Even as she said this, she lifted her clothes, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Wen Ranchen carefully laid his hand there, finding it unbelievable that their child was already growing inside, feeling a softness beyond imagination in his heart.

Before Wen Ranchen could savor this happiness...

"Ugh!!!"

Wen Ranchen: !!!!!

Shen Jingxian soon felt tired again, and this condition worsened her already limited handling of state affairs.

Before falling asleep, Shen Jingxian merely pointed weakly at the memorials on the table not far away, her eyes struggling, acting dramatically.

Wen Ranchen, half-amused, stroked her face, "If you’re tired, just sleep. Don’t worry about anything else."

Shen Jingxian drifted into a peaceful slumber.

Meanwhile, Wen Ranchen stayed by Shen Jingxian’s side, reviewing the memorials, his excitement and trembling hands making his responses brisk and lively.

Soon, ministers who received word were puzzled by the response from the Emperor, filled with question marks.

Why does it feel like the Emperor’s mood has improved since the pregnancy? Such lively replies...

Strange indeed.

Maybe that’s the true Dragon Emperor - even the mood during pregnancy is different, with the Emperor’s heart set on the nation’s legacy!!!

Truly befitting of the Emperor!!

Shen Jingxian woke up once in the middle of the night, lying dazedly on the bed. It wasn’t long before Wen Ranchen noticed and came over, "What’s wrong?"

Shen Jingxian touched her belly, instantly making Wen Ranchen nervous, thinking her stomach was sick. He was about to call the Imperial Physician when he heard Shen Jingxian softly say, "Hungry."

The call for the Imperial Physician at Wen Ranchen’s lips turned into a call for food.

A meal ended amidst eating and vomiting.

After eating, Shen Jingxian washed up with Wen Ranchen’s company, took a walk, and then went to sleep again.

That night, Shen Jingxian dreamed that her belly suddenly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, she was holding a chubby white baby in her arms.

The little baby was particularly cute, chubby, sucking on its fingers and smiling at her. Shen Jingxian was taken aback, then smiled back.

That’s when Song Yan and Pan Jiaojiao appeared.

Song Yan said the pregnancy must be hard and that she should eat more, preparing her a table full of dishes. Pan Jiaojiao said she should relax more after having the baby and brought her a bunch of men.

In the end, she downed three bowls of rice amidst the men’s stares.

At this point, Wen Ranchen appeared, carrying a forty-meter-long blade, and said to Song Yan and Pan Jiaojiao, "I give you permission to run thirty-nine meters first."

Shen Jingxian could only shout, "No!!"

Seeing this, Xiao Qi and Shi Wang stepped forward to stop Wen Ranchen, taking away his forty-meter-long blade and replacing it with a fifty-meter one.

Shen Jingxian jolted awake, sitting up in bed, breathing lightly.

Wen Ranchen also woke up at the same time, "What’s wrong, something uncomfortable?"

Then Wen Ranchen got a solid smack on the head.

"Not allowed to use a forty-meter blade!"

Wen Ranchen: ?