Chapter 4212: If she is pregnant, I must be the first to know

Especially when there is a shortage of troops, it is necessary to mobilize

local guards to pull out troops and join them on the road.

Qian'er put away half of the sanitary napkins, and said to Lian Qiu: "Prepare

more of this for your master. It's best to prepare the amount for a year and a

half."

Lian Qiu smiled and said, "The slave and maidservant remembered it."

"It's almost finished." Qian'er stood up and rubbed her shoulders. "I'll go

back first. I'll come back if I think of any omissions."

Infant: "...you still don't come."

"I'm here."

Qian'er smiled and squeezed her face.

At this moment, Niuniu ran in holding a windmill and shouted, "Mother, look at

this—"

Qian'er reached out his hand to hug her, smiled and asked, "This windmill is

so beautiful, who gave it to you?"

"Little uncle."

"Where is the little uncle?"

"Behind." Niuniu reached out and pointed to the back.

Sure enough, Shui Yijun picked the curtain and walked in.

He glanced at the baby first, and then said to Qianer: "The princess is here."

Qian'er smiled and said, "Can't you call me sister?"

Shui Yijun smiled without saying a word, and walked straight towards the

child.

The child said: "Qian'er, even Xiaoer doesn't call your sister, you still

count on Shui Yijun to call your sister. In our family, you are the youngest,

most favored, and most in need of everyone's protection."

Qianer couldn't refute this.

As for Xiao Er, one bite one second sister to the baby, but to her, she is

always called Xiao Ming'er.

I didn't change how many times I scolded it.

Infuriating.

It's not because the child's strength is so high that Xiao Er dared to call

her by name, and she could beat him brutally with a finger.

After all, I am too weak.

Qianer smiled bitterly.

The child asked Shui Yijun: "Are you coming back so early today?"

"I heard that a doctor was hired in the house. What's the matter? Why are you

not comfortable, why don't you send someone to find me back?" Shui Yijun asked

a series of questions. He had already stretched out his hand, pinching the

baby's hand, a finger On her wrist.

Qian'er looked surprised: "Where's the second cohort doctor?"

The child laughed and said: "Shui Yijun's medical skills may not be as good as

Ouyang's, but he must be much better than most of them."

"This is a strange thing."

Qian'er looked at him for a pulse.

This Shui Yijun is naturally a handsome one in a thousand. The most rare thing

is that he does not regard the baby as a princess, but as the most ordinary

wife.

Unlike Li Zhongci, although she is also gentle, she always treats her with

respect and estrangement. After marriage, she screams a princess.

It would not have come to her room naturally without passing the word.

Looking at the way they get along, the strong child is innocent and bright,

while the weaker Shui Yijun is decisive and domineering.

Qian'er felt funny in her heart, and felt that fate was tricking others.

When she was young, the toddler said that if she marries in the future, that

person must be able to conquer her by force, but now she has found a weak

scholar who does not know martial arts at all.

Qian'er doesn't understand Shui Yijun's charm, but she knows that children

understand.

At this time, Shui Yijun had released his hand, and a smile appeared on his

face: "It's okay. Youyou, why call a doctor?"

The toddler said: "You have to ask our good sister. She has to ask the

imperial doctor to check if I am pregnant. If I am pregnant, she won't let me

go to war in northern Xinjiang."

"pregnancy?"

Shui Yijun laughed and turned to Qian'er and said, "Don't worry about the

princess. If the child is pregnant, I must be the first person to know."

The toddler pinched him: "Don't talk nonsense to Qian'er!"