Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf - Chapter 497
Lin Feilu had a vague premonition before asking the imperial doctor to check on her condition. In fact, there was no warning at all. It was common for her to have delayed menstruation. With the lack of morning sickness, it would be even more impossible for any untrained person to point out that she had become pregnant. But she suddenly woke up one morning before dawn and felt a strong intuition of her own.
Song Jinglan was still asleep and had his arms around her waist, his breath softly brushing her eyelashes.
Lin Feilu laid in his arms, pressing her lower abdomen into his palms. After a while, she rubbed his face with the tip of her nose.
Song Jinglan tightened his arms before tightening his hold on her and said in a hoarse, sleepy voice, “What’s wrong?”
Lin Feilu’s voice became serious, “Little Song, I suspect that you are going to be a father.”
Song Jinglan slowly opened his eyes.
The two stared at each other. For a moment, Song Jinglan quickly stood up and put on his undergarments before he walked to the door and bellowed in a deep voice, “Tiandong!”
Tiandong answered outside the door.
Song Jinglan said, “Summon the imperial doctor.”
So before dawn, the imperial doctor trotted all the way to the Lin An Palace to check the pulse of the serious-looking empress.
Lin Feilu’s intuition was confirmed— she was indeed pregnant.
It had only been more than a month, and the pulse was stable. The imperial doctor couldn’t help but feel happy. He kowtowed three times and went down to prescribe some foetal medicine.
Lin Feilu sat cross-legged on the bed, looking down at her flat belly. She was stunned and confused, harbouring a small but inexplicable emotion of expectation and happiness. Song Jinglan closed the door and walked over. He touched her head and asked, “Are you still sleepy?”
Lin Feilu yawned, “A little bit.”
He laid down with her in his arms and gently stroked her back, “Then continue to sleep.”
Lin Feilu touched him under the quilt before grabbing his palm. She pressed it gently on her lower abdomen and asked him in a small breath, “Are you happy?”
Through a thin layer of clothes, his palms were hot. He lowered his head and kissed her messy temples, “I’m thrilled.”
Lin Feilu felt she couldn’t sleep anymore, so she changed to a lying position. She pressed his hands and her own hands on her lower abdomen while stating in an excited voice, “Little Song, what should we name her?”
Before Song Jinglan could answer, she added, “Do you think it’s a boy or a girl? Would you like a boy or a girl?”
He smiled and kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, and along the curved corners of her lips, “I like both; they’re all good.”
Lin Feilu thought for a while as she continued to ask excitedly, “If it’s a boy, let’s call him Song Xiaolan, and the girl’s name will be Song Xiaolu— how about that?!”
(T/N: Not the most innovative names but they are cute. It’s basically the Chinese version of Little Lan and Little Lu.)
He couldn’t help but laugh, “Okay.”
The Empress’s pregnancy then became the biggest joyful event this year.
Lin Feilu was in good health, and her foetus was growing well. Although this was her first pregnancy, she went to several maternity classes with her sister when her sister was pregnant. She knew that pregnant women should not lie down all the time. Plus, she understood that some light exercise and yoga would be more beneficial to the child’s birth.