The villain gets pregnant unexpectedly [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 32

Zhong Tianqing had no idea that the outside world had already turned into a storm.

He looked at the dishes on the table.

There are only a few dishes, there is no big fish or meat, most of them are cooked dishes without visible raw materials, and the rest are things like herbs and vegetables, but they are considered rich for the detention.

It shouldn't be poisonous... Zhong Tianqing stared at the dishes and turned around three times.

Probably not, and he was really hungry, so he sat down and tried a mouthful.As a result, he couldn't stop once he moved the chopsticks, and the wind and clouds moved most of the food on the table.

After he was full, he put down the bowl, and gradually felt ashamed in his heart.

He is so hungry...

He never commented on the quality of the food before, he was never picky about the rough tea and light rice, and he still tasted the delicate and fine meat. When it was extremely difficult, he could eat raw potatoes and cold corn buns.

Greedy is too shallow and childish for him.

He gently hugged his head, but now he is so shallow and naive.

Ugh.

When he was full, he remembered that he forgot something...

He patted his forehead helplessly, next time, next time he must remember.

At this moment, there is a martial arts field outside.

The people in the martial arts arena were amused by Zhong Tianqing's sudden announcement that he was pregnant, and watched Xuezhao take him away, their smiles froze, not knowing what was going on.

Someone said to Wang Jinhu: "This Zhong Tianqing is really good at talking, has he forgotten that he is a man? He actually said that he is pregnant?"

Another person said: "I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of going crazy, I'm talking nonsense."

Previously said: "But why does His Highness seem to believe it? Just take him away."

Another person said: "This... who knows!"

Wang Jinhu was so preoccupied that he ignored them.

At this time, someone spread the gossip that they just heard, "Doctor Bi just went to His Highness's room to treat Zhong Tianqing, and he turned out to be a descendant of the Gushe clan, and he is indeed pregnant!"

Everyone who heard it on the field gasped.

The person who spoke to Wang Jinhu earlier murmured: "Grandpa, grandpa, you can do anything!"

They were shocked for a moment, and some people laughed obscenely, "Hey! This person is nicknamed the number one butcher knife. He doesn't look effeminate, but he is the one who stabs! He is the one who gets stabbed! Hahahaha! He can even stab children .amazing!"

"Who is the father of the child? This man is courageous, even the King of Hades would dare to suppress this kind of life."

Someone directly scolded: "Hmph, this kind of scum from a poor family background has done many dirty things. It has long been said that he has an affair with his master, Shi Zizhang. This child probably belongs to his master."

There was a lot of discussion in the martial arts arena, and the people in the arena spent a long time here, but Zhong Tianqing was not escorted back.

Not long after, Shi Zikai came to the martial arts arena and advised them to return to the camp with rewards if they had nothing to do.

Someone came over to him and said, "I heard that Zhong Tianqing was found pregnant! She is a descendant of the Gushe clan! Is this true?"

Shi Zikai patted him on the shoulder with a gossip-like smile, "That's the case, we need to investigate in detail."

Hearing this, the crowd stirred, and some people turned red-eyed: "Zhong Tianqing, who has been stabbed a thousand times, what can we find out, just cut him open, this will relieve hatred even more!"

Shi Zikai unfolded the folding fan with a slap, and said very heavily: "I wish it would be like this too, but he is going to commit a crime, and such a big matter needs to be reported to the Tian Family, so we can't handle it rashly!"

Everyone was discussing, "I'm afraid the Tian family will hate him even more." "Doesn't that mean he wants to live for nothing?"

Shi Zikai sighed lightly, and revealed to the soldiers closest to him: "I heard from other adults that the ancestors of the Tian family were blessed by the Gushe clan, and it was also a demigod and half kindness to the people of the world. Some people believe in them! There are also people who worship them every day. Now that Zhong Tianqing is found to be of the blood of the Gushe clan, this matter may not be so simple."

The group of people around Shi Zikai listened to the inside story with gusto, turned around, and the inside story spread in all directions like the wind.

Shi Zikai let them digest the news, and after a quarter of an hour he persuaded and drove them away, and finally drove them all back to the camp.

It was night now, Shi Zikai wiped off his cold sweat and finally temporarily fooled tonight.

In the distant west wing room, the lights in the room have been turned off.

Until before going to bed, Xuezhao never came.

Zhong Tianqing has been tense for a whole day, and now he is lying in the unfamiliar brocade quilt, without any sleepiness.

On the second day, he woke up in a daze, and he still had the same three meals and one night. On the third day, the maids brought the food again, and Zhong Tianqing got out of bed expressionlessly. Before the maids left, he Sitting at the round table.

Holding his chopsticks, he looked at the unnamed dishes in front of him. He saw a small plate of thinly sliced ​​dishes that looked like vegetables and non-vegetables, and picked up one.

He frowned slightly, raised his beautiful jaw, and asked the maid in boredom, "What is this?"

It's been three days since the maid spoke to him for the first time, stumbling nervously, "It's probably a kind of herbal medicine."

Zhong Tianqing looked at her extremely indifferently, and the chopsticks fell with a loud "snap".

Then, staring at the few simple green vegetables on the small white porcelain plate, he said happily and angrily: "I'm not a monk, why do I eat these all day long?"

The maids were intimidated by him for no reason, but their attitude was gentle, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Zhong Tianqing thought about it, followed his instinct, "Spicy, better sour."

He pushed the plate of boiled green vegetables to the maids, "Anyway, I don't want this kind of boiled vegetables."

The maids hurriedly left with their plates in hand.

Zhong Tianqing stared at the food blankly, and after a while, raised an eyebrow to confirm that they really walked away.

Then, his straight body fell apart, rubbed his frosty face, copied some white rice, ate it, and poked it loose with a spoon to restore it. He just swallowed the rice in his mouth, and he was tired of the world. He propped up his forehead obliquely, showing a look of dissatisfaction with everything.

The maids came in a hurry, and they still had the plate of small green vegetables in their hands. However, after cooking in the kitchen, the small vegetables were mixed with spicy oil, balsamic vinegar and other seasonings, and finally exuded an appetizing aroma.

However, it is still very crude.

Zhong Tianqing's gestures are enough, he is not very picky, and he also likes to eat this kind of cold salad, but...

Although he wanted to commit a crime, he also...

Even though things have been like this, Shi Xuezhao still has an attitude of neither cold nor indifferent, neither far nor near.

As he chewed the astringent vegetables, a strange emotion surged in his heart.

In fact, Xuezhao has never left the mansion. To be precise, he has not been able to step out of the room for almost a moment in the past three days.

The inside story of Zhong Tianqing's matter was only known to those five people that day. After Dr. Bi diagnosed him, he was detained in the Xuezhao courtyard, but Xuezhao left the courtyard temporarily and got up in the study of the main courtyard. Shi Zikai begged to see him I have to go to the main courtyard.

When Shi Zikai entered the door, Xuezhao was sitting behind the desk reading a letter, and there were two piles of military newspapers and letters next to him.

Shi Zikai pointed at the letters and said, "Have all the generals in the army written letters to execute Zhong Tianqing?"

Xuezhao said indifferently, "Yes."

Shi Zikai asked: "The reply from the Tian Family...hasn't arrived yet?"

As soon as he finished asking, Master Guo came in from the outside and came to Xuezhao's body to tell something.

Xuezhao listened for a while, and the voice of reply became ambiguous and deep, "...he can eat whatever he wants, but..."

Shi Zikai was sure that they were talking about Zhong Tianqing, he wished he could prick up his ears and listen hard.

It's a pity that Master Guo took the order after a while.

Shi Zikai looked away reluctantly from Master Guo.

"Zikai." He was called back to his senses, and saw Xuezhao lightly raised a light yellow letter in his hand, "Tianjia has returned."

Shi Zikai was startled and rushed to read the letter.After reading it, he raised his head, his eyes glowed softly, and said: "...Congratulations, Uncle Huang."

Xue Zhao smiled and shook her head.

Shi Zikai asked, "What did the emperor's uncle say in his letter?"

Xuezhao took out the copy of the letter, and Shi Zikai read it carefully with the ink-stained paper in his hand.When he read the third article, his eyes were red.

He put away the letter, returned it to Xuezhao, chatted with him and then left.

When I went out, I happened to see someone aggressively kicked out from the gate of Xuezhao's original courtyard. The person said dissatisfiedly, "I just want to see Your Highness, why don't you let me in."

The man who chased him said: "I told you earlier, His Highness is getting up and sleeping in the main courtyard, what are you doing here?"

The man muttered in a low voice: "What do you think, Your Highness? Detain him in his own courtyard, move him out by himself, and send heavy soldiers to guard him, what kind of noble man?" He walked away dissatisfied while talking.

Shi Zikai stepped forward and chatted with the courtyard guards, "What's going on?"

The guard said: "An idler, I heard that the man is inside, and I want to go in and have a look." His tone was miserable.

Shi Zikai laughed and said, "There are many people like this every day?"

The guard said: "Such idlers account for half, and the remaining half are seeking revenge!"

Shi Zikai laughed, and said in his heart: "My little uncle, you are meticulous!"

At dusk this day, the west wing room.

In the empty bedroom, Zhong Tianqing wandered from east to west, and then from west to east again. He crossed his arms and stopped at random in front of the bed.

The maid came in from the outside, saw him staring at the wall without saying a word, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Tianqing didn't even look down and opened his mouth, "The bed is too hard."

Although it was a bed, but the maid had a very good attitude, looked at the brand new thick and soft brocade quilt, and said carefully: "Then let me change the bed for you?"

Zhong Tianqing took a deep breath, he was really lonely and crazy.

"Isn't there a softer one? I... can't sleep with this quilt!"

For some reason, these words suddenly ignited his mood, and the tone of his voice instantly rose.

The maids were startled, "I'll change your bed right away."

Zhong Tianqing still had a sense of being a prisoner in his heart, "...Forget it, no need."

The maids were baffled, so they had to arrange the dinner first.

When Zhong Tianqing sat at the dining table, he took a casual look, and saw the small green vegetables on the white porcelain plate.

In three days, he has seen this dish at least three times.

Although this time it was hot and sour.

Zhong Tianqing's heart was turbulent, he endured and endured, poking the vegetable with his chopsticks, poking it again and again.

He reluctantly filled his mouth with vegetables mixed with rice, and was chewing when someone suddenly walked in from outside.

Zhong Tianqing looked up in astonishment, and saw Xuezhao coming in.

The two were very close, as close as they were in the Martial Arts Field last time.

It's just that he was in the chaotic outside world at that time, but now he is in a private and quiet bedroom.

Zhong Tianqing's mouth was full of food, he imagined it a thousand times ten thousand times, never thought that he would be so heroic when he saw him again.

The eyes of the two met and neither spoke, but Xuezhao seemed to be smiling a little.

Zhong Tianqing lowered his burning but indifferent face, and continued to eat ruthlessly.

Xuezhao sat sideways, staring at him motionless.