After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband

Chapter 1171 - 5: Don’t Move

In the blink of an eye, Yuanyuan was already eleven months old.The baby in Su Jin’s belly was also five months along.

Ever since she became pregnant, Xie Jingchen wouldn’t let her hold Yuanyuan, afraid that Yuanyuan might accidentally kick her belly.

Now as the months progressed, he was even more strict about it.

Yuanyuan was particularly attached to her, and that feeling of wanting to hold but not being able to was really unpleasant.

Su Jin felt guilty towards Yuanyuan.

This pregnancy came as a real surprise; she should have waited until Yuanyuan was older before conceiving.

Bi Zhu held Yuanyuan as she taught him to walk.

Xingxing stood by watching anxiously, several times wanting to reach out, but Bi Zhu glared at her, "Don’t move, you might stir up the fetus."

Hmm.

Xingxing was also pregnant, but only a little over a month, not yet showing.

But when Xingxing became pregnant, it almost scared people to death.

The maid felt sentimental for a few days after getting married, not knowing whether it was the marriage or an injury that made her feel that way.

Three days passed, and she was like nothing happened, except for sleeping with the Hidden Guard back in the small courtyard every night, as if she hadn’t gotten married.

The maids didn’t think much of it and continued interacting with Xingxing as they always had.

The fruits in the garden were ripe, and the little maids couldn’t reach them, using bamboo poles to knock them down.

Fruits would inevitably get damaged when they hit the ground, and Xingxing felt distressed seeing this.

So she volunteered to climb the tree to pick the fruits.

This was a common practice on Qingyun Mountain and she had climbed trees several times at the Prince Mansion, her movements nimble and agile like a monkey from the mountains.

Xingxing picked fruits and threw them down, the little maids caught them, working in harmony.

But the problem arose when she climbed down the tree.

Xingxing didn’t slip, she climbed down a bit and seeing it wasn’t high, she jumped.

The moment she jumped, she felt a shock and darkness clouded her sight, she nearly couldn’t stand.

The little maids saw her pale face and thought she twisted her foot, trying to support her.

Xingxing shook her head saying she was fine.

She looked at the tree, feeling puzzled, she had jumped down from higher trees without incident.

Why did she feel so dizzy now, even wanting to throw up?

She dismissed it, thinking she might have slept late, leading to fatigue.

She patted off the dust on her clothes intending to return to the Agarwood Pavilion, but having walked only a few steps, darkness fell, and she fainted.

This stunned the two maids knocking fruit to silence.

Xingxing always came across as robust, she wasn’t someone who would faint.

Plus, it happened in the garden with many maids and women around, who gathered and carried Xingxing back to Agarwood Pavilion.

Su Jin checked her pulse.

Goodness.

That jump stirred up the fetus for Xingxing, and there was even a bit of bleeding.

If Xingxing hadn’t always been strong, the fetus might not have survived.

Su Jin advised bed rest for half a month, but Xingxing lay for just five days, unable to bear it, sneaked back from the Hidden Guard.

Su Jin asked her to go back, and Xingxing directly burst into tears.

She didn’t want to stay in bed; her back hurt from lying.

With her aggrieved look, Su Jin couldn’t bear it, checked her pulse, saw she was recovering well and let her go.

Xingxing was uncomfortable lying down, but staying in Agarwood Pavilion doing nothing also bothered her.

But somehow this maid occasionally seemed to forget she was pregnant.

Xingxing wasn’t worried, but Bi Zhu was perpetually on edge.

If no one watched, Xingxing stirring the fetus was just a matter of time.

Bi Zhu’s eyes widened, and Xingxing’s arms reluctantly withdrew.

Su Jin sat on the little couch, trying not to laugh.

Since giving the task of watching over Xingxing to Bi Zhu, Bi Zhu had been forced to become fierce by Xingxing.

Bi Zhu resumed teaching Yuanyuan to walk.

Outside, Xie Jingchen stepped inside.

Yuanyuan’s face lit up with a smile, his little feet marched toward Xie Jingchen.

Bi Zhu held him to prevent him from falling.

Once Yuanyuan was hugging Xie Jingchen’s leg, Bi Zhu was relieved enough to let go.

Yuanyuan hugged tightly, so Xie Jingchen lifted a leg, carrying his leg ornament over to Su Jin.

Su Jin’s forehead lines dropped straight down.

She was resigned to this father and son duo.

One enjoyed being a leg ornament, the other enjoyed carrying a leg ornament.

Yuanyuan not only liked clinging to Xie Jingchen’s leg, but also liked hugging Su Jin; unfortunately, she couldn’t carry him or dared not.

Xie Jingchen sat down, and Yuanyuan looked at Su Jin, shakily moved his steps, holding Xie Jingchen’s knee, sidled over to Su Jin.

But he just learned to walk, still unsteady, he let go, stumbled forward, and bumped his forehead on the little couch.

It hurt so much that he wailed loudly.

Xie Jingchen didn’t anticipate this short walk to have any issues, so he was peeling fruit for Su Jin.

Su Jin was watching Yuanyuan, but her belly was big, her reaction delayed!

Bi Zhu and Xingxing stood too far away to take care of him.

Xie Jingchen quickly picked up Yuanyuan, whose skin was fair and delicate. With that bump, his forehead turned red.

Su Jin’s heart ached at the sight.

Xie Jingchen picked up Yuanyuan and coaxed him not to cry.

Su Jin glared at him fiercely and wiped Yuanyuan’s tears.

When Bi Zhu brought the medicine, she carefully applied it to him.

The ointment was soothing, and once applied, it didn’t hurt as much. Yuanyuan’s little nose was red from crying and sniffled.

Xie Jingchen couldn’t calm him down, so he put Yuanyuan on his shoulder and then stood up.

This was his ultimate trick.

No matter how much Yuanyuan cried, as soon as he was seated on Xie Jingchen’s shoulder, he would stop crying.

When he usually looked at people, he had to tilt his neck up, but sitting on Xie Jingchen’s shoulder, he looked down at everyone, it was such a huge difference!

Yuanyuan grinned, showing his newly grown teeth.

After staying inside for a while, Yuanyuan was not satisfied and wanted to go outside.

It would have been fine if he just went out, but when he went outside, he grabbed the bead curtain when Xie Jingchen wasn’t paying attention.

Xie Jingchen didn’t notice and as he walked forward, the bead curtain snapped, and beads fell all over the floor.

Su Jin had a headache.

Xingxing wanted to pick up the beads but Bi Zhu pulled her back, "Don’t move."

"Absolutely don’t move."

Bi Zhu was exhausted.

If anyone slipped, it would be no small matter.

Yuanyuan went out, and the maids and women in the courtyard covered their mouths and laughed when they saw him.

Xie Jingchen let Yuanyuan sit for a while before putting him down and handing him over to the wet nurse.

The wet nurse was about to reach out when a maid ran in from outside and said, "Young Master, the Emperor wants to see the little young master, he asks that you bring the little young master into the palace."

Xie Jingchen’s head throbbed.

The Emperor wanted to see Yuanyuan and asked Xie Jingchen to bring Yuanyuan to the palace.

Of course, the Emperor wanted to see Su Jin more.

But Su Jin was pregnant, already five months in. Travelling to the palace would be too bumpy, so the Emperor didn’t want her to come.

He asked Xie Jingchen to come, to see his grandson, and inquire about Su Jin’s condition.

Xie Jingchen thought perhaps the Emperor didn’t want to look at memorials again...

Every month there were always three or four days that the Emperor didn’t want to look at memorials.

While taking Yuanyuan into the palace, the Emperor would play with Yuanyuan, delegating the task of looking at memorials to him.

The Emperor had been reviewing memorials for twenty years and was understandably tired of it, wanting to slack off a bit, but he shouldn’t make him do it!

The Eldest Prince was a ready hand at his disposal, yet the Emperor didn’t use him. Was he not worried the Eldest Prince would have opinions?

The Emperor’s messengers came to deliver the message, and Xie Jingchen dared not disobey and could only bring Yuanyuan into the palace.

When the Emperor saw Yuanyuan’s swollen forehead, he asked what happened.

Xie Jingchen then explained about Yuanyuan’s accidental bump.

The Emperor scolded Xie Jingchen a bit and then played with Yuanyuan.

Xie Jingchen followed over, and the Emperor turned to him, "Help me review the memorials."

Xie Jingchen, "...."

Really.

He didn’t dare refute.

Xie Jingchen’s task of helping Zhao Xu review memorials in Nanlin somehow reached the Emperor’s ears too.

After reviewing twice, Xie Jingchen said this wasn’t appropriate.

The Emperor frowned and said, "I’ve heard you helped the Emperor of Nanlin review memorials all night?"

Xie Jingchen, "...."

What else could he say?

He even helped his cousin, how could he not help his father-in-law?

The Emperor taught Yuanyuan how to walk but after a little while, his back started to ache.

Eunuch Fu tried walking with him, but his aches were worse than the Emperor’s.

Eunuch Fu squatted down so Yuanyuan could walk into the Emperor’s arms.

Yuanyuan wobbled, looking like he might fall soon, but he managed to keep steady.

But as he reached the Emperor, Yuanyuan started crying.

The Emperor had a Heart Protection Mirror in his arms, never apart from it.

Yuanyuan plunged forward and hit his sore forehead directly on the Heart Protection Mirror—

Another bout of crying.

The Emperor and Eunuch Fu scrambled around.

The Emperor knew Yuanyuan would be fine once he sat on his shoulder.

Despite his noble status, the Emperor let Yuanyuan sit on his shoulder to soothe him.

Yuanyuan cried a few times and then stopped.

The Emperor found it amusing.

If only Yuanyuan didn’t wet himself while sitting on his shoulder after playing for a while.

The Emperor, "....!!!"