She wants to have this child.
She wants to give Jian Shichu another son or daughter, a brother or sister for the little guy.
They would definitely be happy.
Jian Shichu said, "Okay, I'll have someone prepare right away."
Actually, Ye Qingci had no appetite at all.
Seeing the food brought before her, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
But for the sake of the child in her belly, she forced herself to eat some.
Although she felt uncomfortable while eating, after finishing the food, perhaps because there was energy in her body, she felt a little better than before.
Lying down with Jian Shichu's help, she held her son's little hand, lying face to face with him, staring unblinkingly at his sleeping little face, muttering, "Jian Shichu, do you know? Seeing our son grab that venomous snake, watching the snake open its mouth, revealing its fangs at him, I was scared to death on the spot. If not for the son still needing me, I would have been scared to death."
