Chapter 905 Relying on the Lord to spoil her!

  Fourth Master patted her back worriedly and gave her warm water to rinse her mouth, "How? Are you feeling better?"

   "Hmm." Mu Jin nodded at the last breath, tears welling up, not to mention how pitiful.

   The feeling of being unable to go up and down in the chest, as if stuffed with a ball of cotton, dissipated slightly, but it was still uncomfortable.

   And from this day onwards, he vomited to the death, and he vomited out whatever he ate and drank water.

  Sometimes I don’t even have time to eat it, and I retches like crazy when I smell it.

   I didn’t eat my favorite mushrooms, sliced ​​winter bamboo shoots, no appetite for bird’s nest soup, not to mention all kinds of fish and shrimp meat.

  I insist on drinking some white porridge every meal, and eat a few vegetables cooked in water without a drop of oil. That's it, from time to time, I still screamed and vomited again and again.

  The wisteria garden is unhappy up and down.

  The fourth master was also worried. Every day he went to court, and after finishing errands in the yamen, he stayed in Wisteria Garden to accompany her, and tried his best to make her happy.

   As for food, where is the backyard kitchen? Chef Zhao has already taken over.

   Chef Zhao's daily task is to make all kinds of fresh dishes with all his brains and brains.

   There are restaurants, restaurants, and even street food in the capital. If there is anything special, the Fourth Master also sent people to buy it to try it, but it didn't improve anything.

  Some of them shook their heads after barely taking two bites. Some couldn't even smell it or even look at it. After smelling it, they retched and started to vomit.

   Mu Jin was suddenly greedy for the sauce made by Mrs. Cai, the steward of Baishizhuang.

   came back and used that sauce to roast beef and radish, and Mu Jin had a lunch with relish.

  The fourth master was overjoyed, and sent someone to reward Manager Cai, and ordered his mother to make another jar. Who knew that at dinner time, he couldn't eat it anymore, and he still vomited tears.

  Everyone in the house knows that it was really hard enough for Mu Side Fujin to conceive this child.

  Song Gege and others were all envious. When they closed the door, they could only sigh, but they couldn't even say what they were jealous of.

   It’s not interesting or interesting to say it.

  Master has done this for her, what else can others think? Let's take a shower and sleep early.

   Seeing that the fourth master was busy for Mu Jin, and even did many things that were extremely absurd in Fu Jin's eyes, Fu Jin only felt disgusted and disgusted.

   She is also a woman, and she is also pregnant. Why can't others be like her?

   In Fu Jin's view, this is what he did! Relying on the Lord to spoil her like heaven and earth!

   I can't wait to make the house uneasy.

   It is clear that she is pregnant, not to mention that she is raising a child in a safe and secure manner, but also hooks her father around her.

   I heard that the Lord has been resting in the Wisteria Garden every night for a while, which is totally unreasonable.

  How hard it was for the lord to be on errands abroad, and when he returned to the mansion, he didn't say that there were people who served her kindly, served and relaxed, on the contrary, he had to worry about her, pamper her and coax her, and he couldn't be at peace for a moment.

   Really confused.

   Mrs Mu didn't know that she felt distressed and considerate, but she felt distressed when she saw it.

   If it wasn't for the fact that my father was not rich, she would have called her to reprimand her!

   How could she be like this?

  The concubine De didn't know anything, and she ordered to take good care of her and make sure to keep her child safe. Fu Jin was even more angry when he thought about it.

   In the second half of February, although the spring is cold and the air is still cold, the wind blowing has long since faded from the biting chill of the winter season, revealing a vague mildness.

   (end of this chapter)