Started to get rich after exile

Ye Juelu spent time with Ming Lanying, but he restrained himself from getting close to her. Mr. Zhao looked at the resentment that was about to solidify on his body and stroked his beard.

"Young people must understand that water flows slowly and food cannot be swallowed in one gulp. It is good for the body to chew slowly and slowly."

Ye Juelu: "..."

He turned around and vented his energy on the training soldiers. For a while, the frontier fortress camp was miserable.

Ming Lanying was afraid that something would go wrong with him and was too embarrassed to ask Mr. Zhao, so she took a roundabout way to find Dongxia.

While Dongxia was embroidering a tiger head hat, she said in a funny way: "Grandpa gave you a tonic and told you not to have sex?"

Ming Lanying was shy, "Ahem... just... um."

There seems to be no problem in Dongxia. Ming Lanying scratched her face and said, "I see that he is very angry every day, and I'm afraid that something will happen to him. It's not because I'm greedy..."

A lively and handsome man hangs around her every day. She can only look at him but not eat him, which makes her depressed.

Dongxia covered her mouth and kept laughing, "Oh~ It turns out that my sister-in-law is greedy~"

Dong Xia's eyes were joking, Ming Lanying blushed deeply and buried her head directly into the pile of cotton next to her.

"Okay, okay, tell me quickly, my taking the tonic won't affect my sex with him, right? Can I have sex with him now?"

Dongxia blushed with embarrassment when she saw her slender neck, her eyebrows were curved, and her delicate face was filled with kindness.

"Actually, taking the tonic won't affect it. It's just that my grandfather is afraid that your injuries may not be fully healed. There may be some drugs that need to be avoided in the medicine. Your closeness will affect the potency. Sister-in-law, wait a minute."

Ming Lanying blushed deeply and couldn't resist Dong Xia's joking eyes, so she fled back to the palace in shame.

Dongxia's belly was getting rounder and rounder, and the due date was approaching. Meng Huaisu and Ming Langtao took a long vacation and watched Dongxia every day.

Ming Lanying was afraid of an accident and brought Dongxia to the palace in advance. Mr. Zhao finally lost his temper and wrote a letter to his old friend for help.

But my old friend was old and couldn't bear the torment of the bumpy road, so he replied with a thick stack of letters. Mr. Zhao read through it carefully and stayed in the pharmacy every day, seemingly making preparations.

Aunt Meng took Manager Ying and a few nimble maids with the things they needed to prepare for the birth, and made preparations for all eventualities.

Ning'er went to the library to read in the morning, and occasionally exchanged knowledge and experiences with some scholars who came to borrow and copy books.

Ning'er was late in enlightenment, but he was very talented and loved to read. When he was in the capital, he often read the collection of books in the palace. Although he was a good talker, he did not have as much experience as them. After several exchanges, all the scholars in Yanzhou knew about King Yan's little story. The young master is cute, smart, and willing to socialize.

In the morning at the bookstore, in the afternoon I went to the military camp for training, in the evening I went home with Ye Juelu, and in the evening I sorted out medicinal materials with the wolf cub.

Everyone is busy, except Ming Lanying. She doesn't need to check the account books every day, she doesn't need to worry about more than a dozen pharmacies, and there are capable servants doing well in the house.

Occasionally, I study recipes, build a snowman when I have nothing to do, walk around the house twice, and go into the kitchen to cook a meal myself.

Unexpectedly, I discovered that even the chickens, ducks, geese, and sheep in the kitchen backyard were kept fat and tender, and the heavy snow in the winter did not freeze them at all.

The orioles are afraid that they will eat them after hearing too much of their conversations, so they rarely come to the kitchen and backyard.

Now he temporarily blocked his special ability to understand spiritual language, and looked at the fat and tender poultry and livestock with his hands on his hips.

Suddenly he sighed, "I thought at the beginning there were only two sheep and two chickens at home, but I didn't expect that it has grown to such a large scale now."

The servant in the kitchen cleaned the yard with a smile, "Princess Qi, the conditions in the palace are good and the feng shui is good, but they give birth too fast. The number is controlled every month, and the extra ones are sold by Manager Chang. Go out and add some income to the house."

Ming Lanying exclaimed, they are worthy of being the sons and daughters of Manager Wang. They are really good at what they do. She clapped her hands and said, "Okay, they are all capable. The good life in the house is due to your contribution!"

"Thank you princess!"

She, the hands-off princess, was really laid-back. Ming Lanying sighed and staggered to the Beast Garden to play with her cubs and chat.

The bitterly cold winter in the frontier fortress has passed, but the weather is still cold. The occasional snowfall only adds to the atmosphere and does not affect the lives of the people.

Ming Lanying felt a little scared every time she looked at Dongxia's round belly.

Dongxia held her waist and laughed at her timidity, "My sister-in-law raises a bunch of ferocious birds and beasts, but she is afraid of an unborn child!"

Ming Lanying hugged the little black panther and kissed it, "That's different, they are easy to feed."

Dongxia is no longer afraid of the little black panther, but the Minglan warbler won't let them get close to Dongxia, fearing that their claws will not be serious.

"Is it about to give birth?"

Dongxia nodded, "It's almost there, there's still more than half a month left."

Meng Huaisu squeezed her hands and feet and said casually: "I am pregnant in ten months, so there should be more than one month left."

Ming Lanying burst out laughing, Dong Xia also covered her mouth and laughed, and Meng Huaisu looked at the two of them doubtfully.

Did you just tell a funny joke?
Dongxia patted his hand gently, "You can be confused sometimes! Pregnancy in ten months is just an excuse, but in fact, a full-term delivery is around nine months."

Meng Huaisu suddenly realized, "...This is my first time and I have no experience."

Dongxia looked at him with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I'll give you a chance to experience it, there will be no next time!"

Meng Huaisu's eyebrows relaxed and relaxed, with a slight smile on his lips, he nodded gently.

"Just this time."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Ming Lanying suddenly hissed next to them.

"Ouch! My eyes are almost wired~"

Dongxia blushed, "Sister-in-law..."

Ming Lanying raised the little black panther to cover her face and walked out, "Oh, why do you feel a little hot? I don't see anything, you continue."

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he ran into a familiar embrace, and his waist was held by a big hand.

Ye Juelu's confused voice came from above his head, low and sweet, "What's wrong? Why are you covering Xiao Hei's face?"

Ming Lanying put down the little black panther and pulled him away, "It's okay, let's take a walk and see how Ning'er is doing."

Ye Juelu accompanied her to the bookstore next door. The bookstore came and went, with people borrowing books and looking for books and buying books. It was more popular than Ming Lanying expected.

In the public hall in the middle of the library, Ning'er was communicating softly with a group of students. The little person could answer questions with ease in front of students who were a little older than him.

Ming Lanying felt that she could also benefit from her son.

The head of the bookstore saw the two of them and hurriedly came forward to say hello. Ming Lanying waved her hand to let people get up and asked softly.

"Is everything going well in the library?"

"Everything went smoothly, no one made any trouble, and the young master is still here. The bookstore is more popular than planned."

Ming Lanying raised her eyebrows, "Why?"

The steward smiled and said, "The young master is extremely intelligent and can talk freely in front of a group of students. In addition to the ordinary books, there are also some special unique books in the library. The young master also asked people to collect them. The notes of previous top students have been made into a book for others to borrow and copy.”

"The young master also encouraged everyone to exchange good books and copy more books to sell to the bookstore. Firstly, more unknown good books can be discovered. Secondly, the number of unique books can be increased. If someone wants to buy, there will be stock. , it also allows students to have a deeper memory of the content, which is also good for them.”

"The reputation of the bookstore is getting better and better, and more and more students come here because of the reputation. Now the bookstore is the most popular bookstore in Yanzhou."

Ming Lanying smiled, "Let Ning'er play with the bookstore. You can cooperate with him in whatever he wants to do." "I understand, little one."

Ming Lanying saw movement on Ning'er's side from the corner of her eye. She turned around and saw a group of students suddenly panicked, while Ning'er bowed politely.

"Huai Ning has learned a lesson, please give me some more advice."

"Don't dare, don't dare. Please get up, young master. The young master does not dare to accept the courtesy. He is just discussing the matter. If the young master wants to hear it, the young master will tell you everything he knows."

Ming Lanying looked at the manager, who answered with a smile.

"They can talk about the same topic for three hundred rounds every day with reason. The young master is also humble, studious, and has no airs. They really like to communicate with him."

Ming Lanying looked at the people chatting animatedly in the hall and chuckled.

"That's good, Ning'er has finally made a friend."

Ming Lanying pointed in the direction of everyone, "Let people keep a closer look, don't say anything, and be careful not to move your hands."

"Yes, little one understands."

Seeing that she was happy for Ning'er, Ye Juelu was also happy too.

"There is a teahouse in the capital. Every once in a while, a poetry gathering is held. The literati gather here to have friendly discussions. It can also gain good fortune and a good reputation. Madam, please follow suit."

Ming Lanying thought for a while, shook her head and refused, "That's something you can only play in the capital. There's no need for it in the border fortress, but you can mention it to Ning'er. The bookstore is for Ning'er to play with, as long as he's happy. "

Ye Juelu smiled, held her hand and walked back home.

"it is good."

He Bai and the others didn't know about Ming Lan Yingxing, so they rushed back in a hurry, squeezing the horse's two-month journey into less than two months.

Ming Lanying didn't know it yet, so she waited eagerly for the two of them to come back every day, hoping to give them a surprise.

As a result, people didn’t wait until winter and summer to give birth to the baby.

As usual, a few people gathered together to drink tea and chat. Dongxia suddenly froze, dropped the snacks in her hands, and clasped Meng Huaisu's arm beside her with one hand.

Several people were startled.

Meng Huaishu shook her hand, "What's wrong?"

Dongxia lightly held her stomach, looked at the nervous faces of everyone, and slowly let out a breath.

"I feel like I'm about to give birth."

Ming Lanying immediately slapped the table and jumped up, "Quick, quick, quick! Someone is coming, someone is coming!"

Aunt Meng quickly took Dongxia's other hand to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, child. Breathe slowly. As long as we are here, nothing will happen."

Ye Juelu calmed down the furious Ming Lanying, and Cai Cai calmly directed the servants to move in an orderly manner. They had been prepared for a long time and were all waiting for this day.

Dongxia was carried back to Mr. Zhao's yard and carried all the way into the delivery room. When Mr. Zhao heard the noise, he quickly asked someone to prepare medicine and decoction. He entered the delivery room with a sullen face and waited for his pulse outside the screen.

The mansion spent a lot of money to hire three midwives a few days ago. Aunt Meng had experience in giving births, but she didn't know how to deliver babies. Aunt Cai didn't know how to deliver babies either, but the two of them knew how to keep things going.

In the specially vacated delivery room, there were three midwives and three maids helping out. Across a screen, Mr. Zhao frowned.

Aunt Meng stayed with Dongxia, observing her condition and encouraging her. Aunt Cai took charge of the situation, and the foreign manager in the delivery room also ordered the maids to carry water and medicine in an orderly manner.

Ming Lanying also wanted to go in to accompany her, but Granny Cai kicked her out. Even Meng Huaisu, the father-to-be, could not go in because the room was too small and there were too many people, which was not good for childbirth.

There was a lot of movement inside, and Dongxia's screams grew from small to loud, and gradually took on a shrill whimper.

Unlike when the queen gave birth, her body was weaker in winter and summer and more prone to accidents.

Ming Lanying felt scared when she heard it, her heart was like a drum, deafening. For a while, she couldn't hear any sound. In her ears, there was only the nervous beating of her heartbeat, and Dongxia's shrill whimpering.

Ye Juelu hugged her, raised his hand to press her face into his strong arms, covered her ears with one hand, and held her waist with the other.

"Don't think too much. We made preparations early and everything will be fine."

Ye Juelu's body was dry and refreshing. There was no other smell, only the fragrance of soap locust on her clothes and the fragrance of the powder she usually used.

The powders she uses are specially formulated for winter and summer. They are good for the skin and have no impact on the skin. The smell is still unique and floral.

Ye Juelu stayed with her every day, and his body was tainted with the same smell.

Ming Lanying breathed a reassuring breath through her nose, her cheek pressed against his firm and elastic chest, and the sound of his firm and powerful heartbeat could be heard in her ears, while the shrill scream slowly faded away.

Ming Lanying put her arms around his waist and buried herself in his arms.

"Okay, call me."

"Ah."

The two of them just hugged each other, but no one cared now.

Meng Huaisu was circling around anxiously, not showing the calm look of Lord Tongpan outside at all.

Ming Langtao also received the news and came over. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard the screams in the delivery room and saw the servants busy, as well as an anxious Meng Huaisu, who was walking around in circles, and the couple hugging each other.

"Hiss—what formation are you in?"

Ye Juelu glanced at him and still didn't let go of Ming Lanying.

"How did you come?"

Ming Langtao shook his folding fan and said, "My sister and I are having a baby. I'm here to see if I can help."

Ming Lanying raised her head and looked at him curiously when she heard this, "When giving birth in winter and summer, Aunt Meng will help at most. How can you, a grown man, help? Are you as anxious as Meng Huaisu?"

Ming Langtao scratched his head and patted his folding fan lightly on his palm, "Help cheer me up!"

Ye Juelu: "..."

Ming Lanying looked away speechlessly, "Then I'd better shut up and don't scare Dongxia."

Ming Langtao shrugged and squatted aside casually, looking at Meng Huaisu who had completely lost his sense of proportion.

"This is the first time I've seen him like this, tsk tsk tsk..."

Ming Lanying raised her head in Ye Juelu's arms, "Does Ming Langtao have any children?"

"Yes, but no more now."

"Then he was never nervous when his wives gave birth to his children?"

Ye Juelu shook his head, "You have to ask Meng Huaisu about that."

Ming Lanying glanced at Meng Huaisu, whose brow could kill a fly. Every time Dongxia screamed, Meng Huaisu moved closer to the delivery room, his face became paler, and she didn't dare to disturb him.