PDLP Chapter 162 What to do if my wife doesn’t want to have a baby!
Chapter 162 What to do if my wife doesn’t want to have a baby!
"Remember," Yun Ji, who had always been curious about the information Jin An had deliberately revealed, asked, "Xiao Zhizi, what effect does the joy powder have?"
Because Dugu Yue's original words were concise, Nan Yingzhi touched his hair and did not add any extra details, but just repeated them.
"If a woman takes the pleasure powder and has sex with a man during the period when the drug is effective, she will definitely become pregnant."
After hearing clearly that the joy powder has this effect, Yun Ji was stunned for a moment, and slowly repeated her words: "'Definitely, you can get pregnant'?"
"What she said should not be false." Seeing that he was confused, Nan Yingzhi tried to arouse his love for the child, "Qingchuan, you are going to be a mother, oh, a mother."
The word "mother" instantly reminded Yun Ji of how he had repeatedly said that he was the one who had harmed her mother.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Yun Ji's original joy of "Finally, there is someone tying Xiao Zhizi and me" disappeared.
Not only that, his face turned pale and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
"Qingchuan'er," Nan Yingzhi had no idea why Yunji was breathing so fast, so she wiped the sweat off his face with her fingertips, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
It felt like something was blocking his throat. He couldn't swallow it, nor could he spit it out. Yun Ji spoke with difficulty: "No."
Seeing that he gradually calmed down after her comfort, Nan Yingzhi thought that he was just nervous and couldn't help but comfort him.
"Becoming a parent for the first time is bound to be nervous, Qingchuan'er, I understand you, because I was also quite panicked when I knew about the existence of this child.
"Although the time is relatively short, it is probably impossible to find out now," she gently kissed Yun Ji's forehead, "but there are other lives in your body. Remember to take care of yourself at all times."
Yun Ji was deeply traumatized by his mother's hysterical look. He felt his own belly, which had not yet risen, through her hand, and began to feel anxious.
Even though he knew clearly that the fetus in her belly was Nan Yingzhi's biological child, the thought "I don't want to have him at this moment" still emerged in his mind.
"Xiao Zhizi, right now, the war is still uncertain, and I have to go to the frontline to support at any time. If I am pregnant, it may not be convenient," Yun Ji said meaningfully, "This child, you come at an untimely time."
"It may be God's will that he comes now." Looking at his eyes, there was no joy, but a hint of cruelty. Nan Yingzhi stopped talking about the child and talked about herself instead. "Anyway, take care of yourself and do it for me, okay?"
"Xiao Zhizi, let's not have him. We can have him later when things are settled."
Looking down at her belly, Yun Ji decided the fate of the fetus in a few words: "Since we have the joy powder, we don't have to worry about not having a baby."
Knowing the miraculous effects of joy powder, Nan Yingzhi was unable to refute it for a moment.
Feeling regretful for telling Yun Ji about this, she managed to utter a few words with difficulty: "Abortion is very harmful to the body.
"Besides, the medical facilities here are not well developed. If you miscarry rashly, your life will be in danger!"
Since the previous emperor's concubines were always unable to keep their children, Yun Ji had seen many concubines in the harem suffer miscarriages, so his words were as calm as water.
"Miscarriage is just like menstruation, with only bleeding." He compared miscarriage to menstruation. "When I had menstruation, I bled so much, but I was fine, wasn't I?"
She never thought that Yunji would be unwilling to have a child. Nan Yingzhi's dream of "a wife, children and a warm bed" was slowly shattered.
She seemed to see the child waving goodbye to her.
Nan Yingzhi was sweating profusely and spoke without thinking, using the theory of animism to force Yun Ji to soften his heart: "Although he has not yet taken shape, he is still a life!"
After she finished speaking, the air was silent for a moment, and then Yun Ji's voice rang out.
"Is it because it's hard to get pregnant again after a miscarriage that you don't want to...?"
As if disappointed, he felt a dull pain in his chest and his words trembled: "Xiao Zhizi, you said that even if we don't have children, you will still love me and stay with me for several lifetimes.
"Does what you said still count?"
Seeing him sad, Nan Yingzhi's heart, as hard as tempered glass, broke into many pieces.
"How can it not count?" Unable to bear Yun Ji's frown, she quickly stopped trying to persuade him, "Qingchuan'er, your health comes first.
"If you don't want to, forget it. Don't force it. As you said, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"Xiao Zhizi," Yun Ji was soft-hearted and didn't take any hardship. Seeing her take a step back, he softened his attitude a little, "Give me some more time to think about it, okay?"
"Okay." Nan Yingzhi nodded quickly after realizing that she could only cheer and support the birth of the child, but could not share the burden. "After all, it's you who will give birth, not me. I'll listen to you."
Seeing her put away the reluctance in her eyes and gently hand over the decision to him, Yun Ji felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
It is clear that it would be great if there was a doll that looked like Xiao Zhizi, who could keep me company when Xiao Zhizi was busy.
Moreover, Xiao Zhizi loves children so much, I shouldn't deprive her of the right to become a parent for my own selfish desires.
Why am I so resistant? After all, it’s because of my mother’s abuse and my father’s neglect.
Had I been living in dire straits before Nan Yingzhi came?
Yun Ji was worried that if he didn't talk about this matter, he and Xiao Zhizi would never be able to have children, so he carefully expressed his worries.
"Little Gardenia," he chose his words carefully, "My mother is insane, and sometimes I am also... I am worried that my child will be like me."
After asking about his mother's symptoms, Nan Yingzhi shook his head: "She sounds like she is suffering from depression. The probability of it being inherited is not high."
Yun Ji hadn't even completely relaxed when she suddenly asked, "But, 'you too', what's going on?"
Seeing that Nan Yingzhi really wanted to find out the truth, he hesitated for a moment, but still let his thoughts drift back to that night.
After telling the story of "Yun Ting soiled the handkerchief he embroidered for Nan Yingzhi, and angrily pounded the pillar with blood on his hands, as if he was crazy", Yun Ji couldn't help but feel a little scared.
If it weren't for Lan Fu holding him aside, he would most likely have broken his hand bones.
For a moment, words seemed pale. Nan Yingzhi didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only stroke his back over and over again: "You have suffered."