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the Xiao Family After learning about Chao Qinglan's pregnancy, all previous gloom was swept away.
Especially Xiao Yan's mother, Zhang Shangrou, specifically instructed the kitchen to prepare more sumptuous meals to take good care of her grandchild.
After Xiao Yan found out about Chao Qinglan's pregnancy, his expression noticeably became happier.
His eyes lit up with an expectant gleam, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, as if he had received a precious gift.
Chao Qinglan looked at his expression, furrowing her brows slightly. She didn't seem as happy as Xiao Yan. She said to Xiao Yan, "Do you really not trust me at all?" Her voice carried a hint of displeasure.
Xiao Yan awkwardly smiled and then tried to maintain silence, as if not knowing how to respond. But Chao Qinglan's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he understood that he couldn't avoid it this time.
He finally answered seriously, "I believe in you!" There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, as if to say: You shouldn't doubt me.
Chao Qinglan glared at him discontentedly, her eyes sharp and determined, as if warning Xiao Yan not to lie again.
Xiao Yan tried to explain, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the Zhao family needs this in order to fully support us." There was a hint of helplessness on his face, as if he was explaining his situation.
Chao Qinglan remained silent for a while, then smiled faintly as she said to Xiao Yan, "It seems she really thinks that way." There was a hint of humor in her tone, as if she was mocking herself for being too naive.
She continued coldly, "Fortunately, I am not an ordinary woman. If I were, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to accept such a thing."
Xiao Yan felt complicated after hearing Chao Qinglan's words. He understood her position, but also understood her dissatisfaction. The relationship between the two became even more complicated, and the arrival of this little life was undoubtedly a major turning point.
A few days later, Chao Qinglan's emotions gradually calmed down, and the two of them sat down again to discuss their next plan. She sighed and said, "Now the Zhao clan has decided to fully support you."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile and mockingly said, "Indeed, it still takes having offspring to gain full support."
Chao Qinglan glared at him, pounded the table with her fist, and said discontentedly, "You should at least show some respect. They are my parents. They are also helpless. Because of my situation, my father, Zhang Shunzhi, suppressed the opinions of other family members and disregarded opposition in order to fully support you."
Xiao Yan's expression softened slightly, and he understood Chao Qinglan's emotions. He quickly said, "Don't be angry, be careful not to affect the pregnancy."
He took a deep breath and said seriously, "Anyway, we should start taking action. Xiao Yi's situation has also warned me that if we don't act soon, we might be next."
They looked at each other, knowing that there was no turning back. If they didn't prepare to overthrow the enemy, then the next ones to be sentenced to death would be them.
So, they began to secretly plan their next move. In order to protect themselves, their families, and their country, they had to be fully prepared.
Xiao Yan sat in front of the desk in the study, with a pile of Yuefu poetry collections in front of him. He was reading the poems attentively, deeply engrossed in them. He enjoyed Yuefu poetry, feeling that these poems carried the wisdom and emotions of the people, and were an important part of the country's culture.
The sunlight outside the window sprinkled on his face, making his expression even brighter. He said to the attendant beside him, "Go, call someone, I have an important task."
The attendants hurriedly responded and left. Xiao Yan continued to focus on reading poetry. He needed to find the most beautiful folk songs to resume the collection work that had been halted since the Jin Dynasty. This was an important cultural mission for him. It was also a facade to conceal his ambition, creating a decadent illusion.
A few days later, Xiao Yan gathered a group of scholars and musicians who brought various handwritten copies of folk songs. Xiao Yan carefully perused these copies, nodding in approval at times and furrowing his brow in thought at others.
Under the urging of Xiao Yan, they began a difficult task of sorting, preserving, and transcribing these folk songs one by one. Xiao Yan knew that these songs were cultural treasures and also the nation's memory, and they could not be forgotten.
At the same time, Xiao Yan was actively recruiting soldiers in secret, knowing that overthrowing Xiao Baojuan,Marquess of Donghun, was not an easy task.
His eyes always gaze at the outside world, searching for opportunities.
Under Xiao Yan's command, a team in Xiangyang cut down a large amount of bamboo and then sank them to the bottom of the lake, hiding beneath the deep water, waiting for the right moment.
Chao Qinglan, what are you doing?
Of course, she is still suffering from morning sickness.
She has been vomiting for two months and can barely hold on.
During this time, Chao Qinglan is battling morning sickness every day.
The first sensation she feels upon waking up is a dull discomfort, with the contents of her stomach churning like fire.
She quickly sat up and hurriedly grabbed the bedpan by the bedside. A bout of vomiting further depleted her strength.
Xiao Yan was already accustomed to this scene, always prepared with clean water and a damp towel. He waited quietly by the bed until Chao Qinglan finished vomiting, then handed over the water and towel.
Xiao Yan: " Qinglan, drink some water slowly, don't rush."
Chao Qinglan took the water cup, drank some water in small sips, and then wiped her mouth.
Chao Qinglan: "This is simply a nightmare. I had no idea morning sickness could be this unbearable."
Xiao Yan gently comforted her, patting her head: "I know, Qinglan, it's really tough for you. But everything will pass, and we will get through this time together."
Chao Qinglan suddenly felt helpless, thinking to herself, "I've become like this all because of you, haven't I? It's easy for you to say, why don't you try experiencing morning sickness."
Then she was hit by another wave of nausea and quickly reached for the vomit basin again.
Xiao Yan gently patted her back to help her vomit.
More than an hour later, Chao Qinglan finally stopped vomiting. She felt weak, but she knew she had to keep going.
Xiao Yan's laughter is full of warmth. He walks over to Chao Qinglan and sits down beside her, gently caressing her shoulder.
Xiao Yan: "Although morning sickness is uncomfortable, it is a good sign that our child is growing strong."
Chao Qinglan furrowed her brow, but there was a slight upward curve at the corner of her mouth. She understood Xiao Yan's intention.
Chao Qinglan: "Even so, there's no need to have someone watching me all the time, right? I still have some autonomy."
Xiao Yan shook his head and smiled lightly, "You should know that a pregnant woman needs special care during this period. I'm just worried about your health."
Chao Qinglan sighed. She knew that Xiao Yan cared about her, but sometimes this kind of care made her feel a little restricted.
Chao Qinglan: "Alright, you win. I will listen to you."
Xiao Yan laughed even more happily. He placed his hand on Chao Qinglan's belly, gently stroking, feeling the presence of the child.
Chao Qinglan looked at Xiao Yan's warm gesture and felt a strange emotion welling up inside.
She suddenly felt troubled by all the discomfort caused by being pregnant, as if it was all worth it at that moment.
How could this be? Chao Qinglan didn't understand it herself.
Under the daily torment of morning sickness, Chao Qinglan gradually adapted to this kind of life. She started paying attention to her diet, choosing easily digestible foods, and eating small meals frequently to reduce the frequency of vomiting.
Beyue also often prepares some light food for her to avoid stimulating her stomach.
In addition to diet, Chao Qinglan began to look for some things to distract her attention in order to alleviate the feeling of discomfort.
She took out a box of Embroidery materials and began stitching a beautiful Embroidery piece. This handicraft brought her some comfort, despite not being able to completely avoid morning sickness, at least it made her feel that there was still some joy in life.
In the evening, when Xiao Yan returned home, he saw Chao Qinglan embroidering with a slight smile on her face, which made him feel very relieved.
Xiao Yan: "It seems like you've found a good way to spend this time."
Chao Qinglan: "Yes, Embroidery allows me to concentrate and temporarily forget about my physical discomfort."
Xiao Yan sat beside her, gently holding her hand.
Xiao Yan: "No matter what happens, I will be by your side until our baby comes into this world."
Chao Qinglan tightly held Xiao Yan's hand. She knew that with him by her side, she was not alone, and this difficult time would become easier to endure.
After a few more months, Chao Qinglan's belly had become extremely uncomfortable for her.
Her movements became very restricted, requiring caution and care with every step. As she sat on the bed, Xiao Yan sat beside her, and their conversation was as usual, but their eyes were filled with concern.
Chao Qinglan sighed, her hand gently touching her belly, her expression revealing worry for the future as she spoke.
Chao Qinglan: "Giving birth is truly a difficult thing for women."
She sighed, sweat already dampening her forehead, the beads glistening on her face.
At this moment, he was thinking, "If I return to the present in the future, which woman would dare to scold me for not understanding the hardship of pregnancy for ten months? I will definitely refute strongly!"
"Xiao Yan: " Qinglan, you don't need to worry too much. I will always be by your side, no matter what happens, I will protect you and the child." His words were filled with determination.
Chao Qinglan nodded, feeling the support of Xiao Yan, which made her feel reassured. However, her expression still showed unease.
Chao Qinglan thought to herself, "But in ancient times, there is no modern medical technology and facilities here. What if there is a difficult childbirth or I faint from severe pain?"
Her lips trembled, and tears swirled in her eyes. Why is my fate so cruel...
Xiao Yan seemed to sense her unease, and gently took her hand, softly caressing her palm. His eyes were full of love.
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