Your Highness, your wife doesn't want you anymore!

night

Kings felt dizzy and weak all over. He picked up Nanzhi's small pillow, intending to take her to her grandmother's for the night.

He stood at the doorway and gently coaxed her, "I'm sick, you can sleep with Grandma tonight."

Nan Zhi lowered her head, pursed her lips, and stood quietly, refusing to move an inch.

The two of them stood frozen at the doorway.

She's not going...

"I still have a fever." Jin Si's voice was hoarse and tired. After his afternoon nap, his dizziness had actually gotten worse. "It's contagious."

Nan Zhi gently raised her eyes and replied to him in a soft but stubborn voice, "You, you said it yourself, husband and wife cannot, cannot sleep separately."

She won't leave.

His temperature hasn't completely gone down. What if he has a recurring high fever overnight and there's no one around to watch over him?

Jin Si Nian looked at the stubborn little girl and chuckled helplessly, teasing her with a hint of grievance in his voice: "Yesterday, didn't you cry and make a fuss about wanting to sleep with your grandma?"

I asked you to go today, but you're not going?

Nan Zhi shook her head, and taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, she slipped under his arm and nimbly entered the room. She kicked off her slippers, climbed directly onto the bed, curled up in the covers, and softly said, "My... my pillow."

Jin Si Nian shook his head helplessly, closed the door, and handed the pillow back to her.

"You sleep in the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Zhi immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly, holding on firmly: "No, no, you can sleep next to me."

Jin Nian couldn't resist her and could only sit down by the bed.

He reached into the bedside table drawer, skillfully took out the pregnancy oil, and gently lifted the hem of her nightgown.

His fingertips, slightly cool in temperature, gently stroked her round, clean belly.

As he carefully applied and massaged the product into her skin, he whispered a gentle reminder: "Go to sleep obediently after you're done applying it."

"If you get hungry in the middle of the night, just turn on the light. I'll have Aunt Qing keep the bird's nest warm for you."

"Wake me up if you haven't eaten enough, and I'll get up and make you something to eat."

She doesn't eat much at each meal now, but she gets hungry very quickly.

During the first three months of my pregnancy, I experienced nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite, and even weight loss.

I've gained some weight, all of it is on my stomach.

Nan Zhi touched her belly. Actually, she could easily do it herself now, as her belly wasn't so big that she couldn't see her feet: "I...I can do it myself."

Jin Si Nian slammed his hand down: "You're sneaking instant noodles again! You can't mistreat my daughter if it's unhealthy!"

"N-no, I didn't!" Nan Zhi immediately retorted in a low voice, her cheeks slightly flushed.

How does eating instant noodles become abuse?

Jin Si Nian squeezed her soft little hand, his smile deepening: "You think I don't know about the spicy strips, potato chips, and instant noodles I hide at home?"

Zhizhi liked to hide the things he wouldn't let her eat, hiding them in high places, because if she couldn't see them, she assumed no one else could either.

She hadn't eaten these in a long time. Before, she didn't dare to eat them and would secretly buy them and hide them, waiting for Jin Si Nian to go to work before taking them out to eat.

I haven't touched it since I got pregnant.

Nan Zhi had forgotten where he had hidden himself; a cunning rabbit has three burrows.

It seems like she has so many caves.

Nan Zhi pursed her lips defiantly: "I... I can cook noodles myself, it's not like I can't."

With a hoarse voice, Jin Si Nian patiently persuaded her, "Will you do it?"

"Be a good girl, don't do it yourself."

"Making you eat instant noodles is abuse, but cooking your own meals is poisoning."

……

Nan Zhi was speechless for a moment.

She retorted angrily, "Then, then I'll have Grandma make it for me!"

Jin Si Nian said in a serious tone: "Child, you are not allowed to mistreat the elderly."

These words left Nan Zhi speechless, and she angrily turned her head away, her back to him.

Jin Nian chuckled softly, tucked the blanket around her, and then got up and curled up on the sofa next to her.

Nan Zhi propped her head up with her hand, looking at the thin and aggrieved man on the sofa. Her heart softened, and she quickly said, "I didn't... I didn't make you sleep on the sofa."

"Come here and sleep next to me."

Jin Si Nian hesitated before turning over and getting up, then gently lying down beside her, deliberately keeping a considerable distance between them, not daring to get any closer.

Nan Zhixin turned off the light with satisfaction, but after a while she felt unsatisfied and couldn't fall asleep, feeling like something was missing.

Hmph, no one's holding her while she sleeps anymore.

Today, the man ignored his wife and the two babies in her belly, and even forgot to whisper the prenatal education words before bed.

Nan Zhi couldn't help but quietly move closer and gently poke his broad back with her fingertip.

Jin Si Nian rolled over, his long arm sweeping over the person and pulling them closer, his voice hoarse and restrained: "What's wrong? Hungry?"

Nan Zhi looked up with teary eyes, her voice filled with grievance as she sincerely asked, "Why...why didn't you hold me while we slept today?"

Jin Si Nian's eyes darkened, and he said seriously, "No hugging today."

"But you used to hug me every single day."

In the darkness, the man's eyes were unnaturally deep, his restrained emotions suppressed, as he whispered helplessly, "Zhizhi, do you really have to be such a troublesome little devil when I'm sick?"

"I have a fever, so I don't dare to get too close to you, for fear of passing on my illness to you and the baby."

Nan Zhi pouted instantly, her eyes slightly reddening, and she muttered softly, "Hmph, fine, I won't hug you then..."

Why are you yelling at me?

Jin Si Nian, standing beside him, took a deep breath.

He wasn't mean.

The man's patience was now at its breaking point.

Today, Zhizhi was unusually clingy, unusually gentle, and unusually well-behaved; even the smallest gesture tugged at his heartstrings.

Normally, he wouldn't be able to resist keeping his distance from her; he would have already held her tightly in his arms and kissed her passionately.

I wish I could die on her.

But he happened to be sick with a fever, so he had to restrain himself, stay away, and endure it.

This feeling of being so close yet unable to touch, hug, or kiss is the ultimate torment.

In the end, Kings didn't dare to coax her. He knew himself too well; once he met her innocent, wet eyes, he couldn't help but agree to her request.

The room was quiet, and the man beside me was breathing steadily and deeply, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Nan Zhi stared at the dark ceiling with her round eyes, silently sulking.

Too much.

When she gets sick, she becomes lazy, not holding her or talking to the baby in her belly.

She and her two babies silently remembered his "crimes"!

I was sad for a little while, and then I got hungry. ૮₍ ˊᯅˋ₎ა

The feeling of being wronged was instantly replaced by hunger.

If you don't want to hug her, then don't. Nobody cares for her; she'll take care of herself!

She can find food on her own and is perfectly capable of feeding herself.

Nan Zhi quietly lifted the covers, her bare feet stepping onto the soft carpet. Clutching the hem of her clothes, she tiptoed out of the bedroom and quietly slipped down the stairs to the living room.

She rummaged through the flowerpot and pulled out a packet of instant noodles with a strong chicken broth flavor that had been hidden away.

If she eats this, Kings won't say that what she's eating is unhealthy.

She didn't abuse the baby.