Since Zhao Xueying became pregnant, her morning sickness has been very severe. Sometimes it is so severe that she has vomited all the contents in her stomach, and the vomiting is full of sour water. Because she vomited too hard and too hard, her white swan neck was filled with blood and turned red.

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Wanyan Lie stayed in Xueying Palace to accompany Zhao Xueying these days except for the morning session. Sometimes when Zhao Xueying suffered from morning sickness, he would even leave the ministers in Qinzheng Hall and rush to Xueying Palace in a hurry.

On this day, Wanyanlie stayed in the Xueyi Palace and was late in going to the morning court. Zhao Xueying was lying side by side with him and urged: "Husband, you are late for the morning court, why don't you go?"

Wanyan Lie said: "There are no big things in the court, Boyan can handle them."

Zhao Xueying sat up, looked at him in disbelief and said, "Are you going to stop courting?"

"What's wrong with that?" Wan Yanlie said, "You are feeling so uncomfortable right now. How can I leave you? Besides, nothing is as important as you. I want to be by your side."

"No," Zhao Xueying pushed him and said, "Go quickly, you have to deal with official business, I'll be fine."

Wanyan Lie grabbed her little hand with his backhand and said, "I won't leave, I want to stay with you."

Zhao Xueying said: "No, please leave quickly."

Wanyan Lie was afraid that she would use too much force, so he said, "Xue'er, don't use force, be careful with the child."

Since Zhao Xueying became pregnant, she was most worried about the child. What he said was very effective. Zhao Xueying no longer pushed him, but looked at him resentfully.

Wanyan Lie smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be nice for my husband to accompany you?"

"That's not good," Zhao Xueying said displeased, "You make me very stressed and unhappy."

"How could it be?" Wan Yanlie said, "I will not delay official duties by staying with you."

"Are you determined not to leave?" Zhao Xueying asked.

Wanyan Lie nodded.

Zhao Xueying turned her back and said, "I will ignore you, and I will never ignore you again."

Wanyan Lie panicked when he saw this. He hurriedly sat up, held Zhao Xueying in his arms, and coaxed: "Xue'er, don't be angry. Being angry is not good for your health."

Zhao Xueying asked in a deep voice: "Are you going or not?"

"I'll go. Isn't it okay if I go?" Wanyan Lie was immediately frightened and said.

Seeing that Wanyan Lie had not moved yet, Zhao Xueying said displeasedly: "You should leave."

"Okay, I'm going, I'm going."

Wanyan Lie had no choice but to get dressed slowly.

It would be best if the inking is done by the end of the morning.

At this time, there was a faint sigh.

Wanyan Lie hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll leave quickly."

He said without further delay, he quickly got dressed.

After getting dressed, Wan Yanlie looked at Zhao Xueying and said, "Xue'er, I'm leaving."

"Um."

Wanyan Lie had no choice but to turn around and head towards the ground.

In this way, Wanyan Lie's idea of ​​giving up the pilgrimage was strangled in the cradle, and he could only obediently go to court on time.

But it doesn't stop him from coming back midway or early for various reasons.

Feng Manyun also moved to Xueju Palace to accompany Zhao Xueying. Zhao Han didn't want to live in the palace, so he ran in both directions.

Zhao Xueying hasn't eaten much since she got up, and there is nothing in her stomach.

Feng Manyun saw that there was no way this could continue, so he cooked a bowl of Yangchun noodles himself and brought it over, placing it on the table next to the bed.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhao Xueying and said, "Xue'er, you are two people now, so you need to eat something."

Zhao Xueying didn't want to eat, but she still sat up for the sake of the child in her belly.

Feng Manyun brought the bowl over to feed her.

Zhao Xueying has been suffering from severe morning sickness these days, and Feng Manyun has been working too hard. She has not slept well at night and has dark circles under her eyes. How can Zhao Xueying bear her to feed him?

"Mother, I will do it myself."

Feng Manyun knew that Zhao Xueying naturally didn't want her to feed her after saying this, so she didn't refuse anymore and handed the bowl to Zhao Xueying and said: "Xue'er, I specially made you more soup. There is very little noodles. You can eat a little.

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Zhao Xueying said "hmm" and ate little by little, but as she ate, tears as big as beans rolled down her face.

Feng Manyun was heartbroken and said, "Xue'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhao Xueying looked at Feng Manyun and said, "Mother, now that I have become a mother, I know how difficult it is for you."

When Feng Manyun heard this, his heart dropped and he said, "Silly boy, where are you now? You will have to work hard in the future."

As she spoke, she took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped Zhao Xueying's tears.

Zhao Xueying only ate a few mouthfuls and then stopped eating, still lying on the bed.

But not long after, my stomach was churning and I wanted to vomit.

Feng Manyun hurriedly asked Ali to bring over the spittoon.

Zhao Xueying vomited everything in her stomach again, tears streaming down her face because of too much force.

After vomiting, Zhao Xueying rinsed her mouth, wiped the water stains from the corners of her eyes, and said to Ali: "Ali, don't tell the Khan about my vomiting. He is busy with official duties, so don't disturb him."

"why did not you tell me?"

Wanyanlie walked in with long steps as he spoke, and when he saw Zhao Xueying's pale face and watery eyes, he felt extremely distressed.

Zhao Xueying asked in surprise: "Why are you back? Didn't you just leave?"

Wanyan Lie strode over, bowed to Feng Manyun, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhao Xueying and said, "I heard they said you haven't eaten yet, so I came here to take a look."

Zhao Xueying looked at Ali.

Ali's eyes were a little dodgey.

Does she dare not tell the news to Khan? Even if she doesn't tell him, Khan will know it. The servants around Khan frequently go back and forth between Xueju Palace and Qinzheng Palace just to see how the queen is doing so that they can report to Khan.

sweat.

Feng Manyun winked at Ali and the maids, then led everyone out, not forgetting to close the door.

Wan Yanlie looked at the small blood-red dots on Zhao Xueying's slender neck, and his heart became even more gloomy, but he did not dare to show it on his face.

His Xue'er was already pitiful enough. If he showed concern, wouldn't it add to her psychological burden?

But no matter how much he pretended, he still couldn't hide his worried mood.

Wanyanlie looked at Zhao Xueying's bloodless face and asked, "You vomited again?"

Zhao Xueying said "hmm" and crawled into Wanyanlie's arms.

Wanyan Lie held Zhao Xueying in his arms distressedly, patted her back gently, placed a kiss on the top of her hair, and said, "Xue'er, you have suffered."

If he could, he really wanted to bear all the suffering for his woman.

Zhao Xueying leaned into his warm embrace and said softly: "Husband, don't worry, I'm fine."

Wanyanlie gritted her teeth, and the veins on her forehead popped out. Her Xueer was always so gentle and virtuous, and she was always afraid that he would worry.

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Xueying and said, "Xue'er, don't hide it from me. I know how uncomfortable you are."

Now she can't sleep well at night, and she vomits a lot during the day. She has lost a lot of weight in just a month.
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