Seeing that he had threatened the effect, Li Xiao looked at his stomach again.

Now that the weather is cold, a window was opened in the room for ventilation. Although there is a screen blocking a large amount of the incoming wind, the temperature cannot be considered high, so Song Song just took off his cloak even at dinner, and the cotton outside Zambia was still wearing it, and he could see nothing.

It is estimated that when the chill in the air fades, it should be conspicuous.

In the spirit of being able to eat a bite, Song Song recently tried to eat meat as much as possible. Li Xiao worried that he would eat too much meat to make up for the child. In particular, he found a master who could cook and used soy products to make meat. ,but……

Looking at the moment, Song Song still only eats meat and disdains soy products.

Until he had a sudden meal, he covered his lips instantly.

It was only then that Li Xiao understood what he meant by "reaction".

He took the water to gargle Song Song, frowned and stretched his hand to lift his numb body up. Song Song was dizzy and his legs were soft, and his face fell on his chest pale. Let Ji Ying look."

"It doesn't matter, I can still eat."

"..."

Li Xiao looked down at him uncertainly, Song Song held him steady, pursed his pale lips, and said, "I, I want to eat."

"Then eat more."

A few steps away, Song Song was picked up by him again, and Li Xiao put him back on the chair and said, "Eat light."

Song Song obediently took two bites, but his stomach suddenly twitched. Li Xiao immediately handed him the spittoon. Song Song was holding the spittoon, and his body was soon soaked with cold sweat, and his tears looked at Li. Xiao, with some grievances: "Can't eat anymore..."

Li Xiao touched his head and frowned: "Go back and ask Ji Ying to look at it and make some prescriptions."

"This is normal." Song Song has experienced such pain in his life. He knows how difficult it is to conceive this child. The pregnancy reaction almost never stops from pregnancy to birth, but Li Xiao knows nothing about it. He frowned, glancing at his abdomen with some gloom, and said, "Go back and let the kitchen do something else, come."

Song Song rinsed his mouth again, and it was clear that he was still energetic, but at this moment, he felt like he had a serious illness, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat beads.

Li Xiao turned around and wrapped him in a cloak, bent over to pick him up, Song Song struggled quickly: "Don't, there are people below."

"What are you afraid of?" Li Xiao said unpleasantly: "Who doesn't know that you are my princess?"

He couldn't resist holding Song Song downstairs.

After the Tianzi Tower incident, Li Xiao went out as long as there was Song Song by his side, everyone did not feel scared, but even so, as long as he saw him, he could not help but let his voice down, Song Song shrank in his arms, always He was hugged upstairs, thinking that everyone now knows that he is a boneless princess, where can he go and where can he hug.

Watching them go out, the shop became lively again: "Is the princess sick?"

"It must be different to have a baby, precious."

"The prince is really fond of the princess... It would be nice if my daughter had such a hurt husband in the future."

"Happiness Princess opened the shop, it's okay to come and rub the joy, make sure your girl grows up and find a husband-in-law!"

...

The pedal was put down in front of the carriage, Li Xiao stepped on it, and Song Song was placed in the carriage. All the windows and doors in the carriage were closed tightly before sitting next to him, saying, "What's more uncomfortable?"

"It's gone." Song Song's spirit was not good, and his mood fell, and Li Xiao didn't know what to do. He had to accompany him to the house silently.

After arriving at the gate of Wangfu, Li Xiao jumped down first, and then picked him up, Song Song just fell into his arms, but suddenly felt his arms tight, and suddenly held him for a half turn, when stopped, Song Song only realized that Someone shot an arrow at this side.

He was stunned: "Why...what's going on?"

"Assassin only." Li Xiao walked in and hugged him, whispering: "You must remember to bring manpower when you go out, I will order Bai Yan to follow you step by step."

Song Song lowered her eyelashes and promised again, softly: "Is the queen's person?"

"It may also be that someone wants to touch the fish in muddy water." Li Xiao's tone calmed a bit; "Don't worry, I will protect the lady."

Song Song is now his lifeblood, and the people who want to kill him are definitely not just a bunch of people, but these are Li Xiao's things, he does not want to talk too much with Song Song.

After talking, they had returned to the main house, and Li Xiao asked him, "What do you want to eat? Let the kitchen do it."

"Stop eating...I want to sleep for a while."

The feeling of stomach cramps and convulsions made him dizzy and dizzy. Li Xiao didn't say anything, put him on the bed and tucked in the quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed and patted him gently on the shoulder.

Song Song was lying sideways, and he could feel the gentle appeasement in his palm, but he couldn't help but smile: "His Royal Highness, go ahead first, I'm responding normally now, don't worry."

"Ok."

Having said that, Li Xiao didn't leave, Song Song couldn't persuade, and couldn't stop the tiredness that came from him, he quickly fell asleep.

Li Xiao waited until he fell asleep before getting up and leaving, all the way to Ji Ying's yard, and ordered someone to step forward and knock on the door.

"Mr. Ji, the lord has something to find you."

Ji Ying was sleeping so dimly at this moment, when he heard the sound at once, he responded vaguely: "Come in..."

When the words didn't fall, he suddenly thought of something. Suddenly, an excited spirit jumped up and uncovered the portrait of Song Song on the wall: "Wait, wait, come over!"

Li Xiao waited patiently for a while, the door was opened, he glanced at Ji Ying's house and said, "What were you doing just now?"

"It's nothing." Ji Ying turned away, and he still had seven stoves in his house. It was as warm as before, but Li Xiao's eyes suddenly fell on a corner of the paper that appeared between the beds. He asked, "What is that?" "

Ji Ying immediately stepped forward and reached into the corner of the paper: "Nothing."

The more he wanted to cover up, the more Li Xiao's eyes couldn't be separated. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Is the portrait of the princess?"

"..." I can guess all this? !

Ji Ying hadn't spoken yet, but his expression had already betrayed him. Li Xiao's face suddenly became somber. He shot him away with a palm, and took the scroll out of the bed, and took out the scroll. It’s Song Song from different angles. You can see long and thick eyelashes on the side and a toothy smile on the front. Li Xiao squeezed his hands and slowly dropped his eyes on Ji Ying: "You also need the princess to protect you Safe?"

"No." Ji Ying said: "I am studying whether this portrait can cure your disease. I will look at it from all angles. Which point is this princess a good medicine? This matter has been approved by the princess."

Li Xiao scraped the storm's eyes to meet him, and Ji Ying was a little flustered: "No, Grandpa, don't get me wrong, then the princess is now my grandpa... do you think I can beat my grandpa?" is not it?"

Li Xiao's eyes were dark, and his backhand threw the scroll into the fire, with a strong tone: "Don't let Ben Wang see his portrait in your room again."

Yes, I didn’t go crazy directly, and there was time to warn that I couldn’t die today.

While Ji Ying was relieved, she glanced at the burning picture sadly, and noticed that the chill in Li Xiao's body had increased. He had to endure his pain and withdrew his gaze, shifting the topic and saying, "Why did the Prince come suddenly? Is something wrong?"

"Princess has a bad appetite today and she vomited all her food. What is your opinion?"

Ji Ying rubbed his nose and said, "I really don't have any tricks. Try some sour plums. Don't sour apricots and haws. This is normal."

"Will tomorrow be more serious?"

"It has something to do with personal physique and mood. If the prince can coax him to be happier, the reaction will probably be reduced."

Ji Ying watched far away from him to prevent himself from being injured accidentally, Li Xiao frowned, and for a moment, he said again: "Do you have a portrait of your brother?"

Ji Ying immediately came to the spirit and said, "Have you found him?"

"The queen is already looking for it. The king sent someone to follow, and always get some news."

Ji Ying smiled and arched her hand: "Ye Ye Yingming, but the portrait is really not there, you have to paint it now, or I will send it to you tomorrow?"

Li Xiao glanced at him again, and then his eyes began to sweep his room, and warned: "No more portraits of the Princess.

"Remember." Ji Ying was far away from a pleased posture, and Li Xiao was much lazy to stay. When he was about to go out, he suddenly asked in a hurry: "You really didn't feel it when you saw my grandpa's portrait?"

Li Xiao just walked to the door, he raised his hand to hold the door, and said without looking back: "This is the feeling of this king."

Ji Ying didn't respond until Li Xiao stepped up and walked outside. The maid came to help him close the door, but suddenly screamed--

The door touched by Li Xiao suddenly fell to the ground, and the cold wind blew in. Ji Ying suddenly fell like an ice cellar and jumped up suddenly: "Ah! I have to change rooms !!!"

The maid hurriedly said: "The slave-servant went to hang a curtain for Mr. to block it first."

Ji Ying was almost frozen, holding himself back to the bed, shivering wrapped in a quilt, his eyes fell again on the door that was cracked by True Qi, and he fought a cold war again.

The jealousy of men is also terrible.

When Song Song fans awakened, it was already night. He sat upright and rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, when he got a table by the bed, Li Xiao was painting at the desk. He stretched his neck and looked at it: "What are you doing?"

"Draw you." Li Xiao raised his thin eyelids with some coldness in his eyes: "The paintings in Ji Ying's hands were all approved by you?"

Song Song nodded and found that his face was colder when he sat upright. He hesitated and said, "Yes, because he said... that no portrait can cure the illness of His Royal Highness."

"A lot of nonsense!" Li Xiao threw a pen and said, "Do you believe this?"

Song Songmu: "Then, otherwise he wants me to portrait... what else can I do?"

The husband and wife looked at each other, Li Xiao raised his hand and moved the table away from him, and walked towards him, his hands on the edge of the bed, his breath sprayed on Song Song's face, causing him to lean back unnaturally. : "Do you know who you are?"

"Of course it is His Royal Highness." Song Song wondered in his heart, his voice was small, and his eyes were inexplicable.

Li Xiao gave a slight pause because of the tone he took for granted, and at the moment did not know what expression to put on, but the corner of his mouth could not help to rise slightly, although it was not easy to detect. He continued to sneer. But the risk of the beginning has been reduced: "Since you know it, you should not let others hide your paintings."

Song Song's beautiful eyes looked at him, and gradually realized what he was doing. After pursing his lips, there was a little curiosity, and a little dizzy, softly asked: "Your Highness... Are you jealous?"