By decree and pro

Chapter 141 Fetal Dream

During these days, Yan said that he did not sleep deeply, but he could not wake up from thunder. He said that he slept deeply but was always in a trance, like a dream within a dream.

This uneasy feeling... came again.

Yan felt that someone was approaching him, not someone from the palace. His steps were very light, so light that it was like a black feather falling on the water, making ripples and drifting to his side silently.

Yan really wanted to raise his head, open his eyes, and see who this person is?

More than once, he came to visit him mysteriously, but not only did Yan have no sense of familiarity with him, but felt that every time he "visited", the sense of uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

"Could it be an assassin...?" Yan thought in a daze, but if he was an assassin, he should have died countless times.

"……nightmare?"

Yes, it's more like a nightmare.The imperial doctor did not say that the fetus will press the "mother"'s chest and abdomen when sleeping. It is normal for a pregnant woman to have nightmares, as long as it is not a feeling of suffocation.

Yan now has a feeling of suffocation with a stone pressing on his chest. He wants to take a deep breath, but he can't do it no matter what.

That person—no, it was the nightmare who started to approach him, Yan subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hands to protect his abdomen, but he couldn't move his hands and feet, feeling uncomfortable like a ghost pressing a bed.

"I have to wake up." Yan shouted to himself, "Quickly move!"

As long as one of the fingers or toes moves, he can wake up.But no matter how hard he tried, his body sank as if he was drowning, and he couldn't control it at all.

Meng Meng slowly stretched out his hand, Yan couldn't raise his head, he could only lower his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the hand getting closer to his stomach, he panicked, his breathing became short of breath and his heart beat like thunder, when that hand When his hand touched his coat, Yan's whole body trembled, and at the same time he jumped up from the soft couch, he took out the dagger hidden under the pillow with his right hand, and quickly slammed it into the throat of Nightmare!

"What?!" Yan's eyes were wide open, his breath was short of breath, cold sweat had already wetted his obscene clothes, and beads of sweat slid down his temples.

"Yanyan?" Usman also opened his eyes wide. He saw that Yan was sleeping, but he seemed very restless, so he wanted to pat him gently.

Unexpectedly, Yan turned over all of a sudden, and his murderous aura rose sharply. If Usman hadn't grabbed Yan's wrist in an instant, the dagger would have pierced his throat.

"Wu, Usman?!" Yan blinked twice, came back to his senses, and quickly stood up straight, "I, I thought it was..."

"You thought it was an assassin." With distressed eyes, Usman helped Yan, who was still in shock, to sit down, "I'm fine, don't panic, just sit down and rest."

"But just now..." Yan was still a little confused, the movement just now was obviously not Usman, he couldn't even recognize his wife's footsteps.

"I heard from Ilya, did you practice swords with him this afternoon?" Usman smiled, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Yan's forehead.

"Yes." Yan looked at Ilya who was standing aside, he was also quite frightened, his face was pale, and he was still standing there in a daze.

"It can be seen that it is related to sword practice. You are heavy, it is better to rest." Usman then took Yan's hand, and he still held the dagger in his hand and refused to let it go.

"...Probably." Yan nodded, loosened the knife, and handed it to Usman.

After Usman took down the dagger, he handed it to Ilya, and Ilya quickly took it. The handle of the knife was hot and sweaty, showing how hot Yan's palm was.

"Yanyan, come, drink some water." Usman brought another cup of tea.

Yan looked up as if he hadn't drank water for a long time, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Don't drink, be careful of choking, drink slowly." Usman patted his back gently.

"It's okay." Yan finally recovered, "I just had a nightmare, so I lost my composure, didn't it scare you?"

"How come, Yanyan's reaction is super good." Usman said with a smile, "I walked on tiptoe, and you can still feel my approach. You are so vigilant. The child is in your belly. I really I'm very relieved."

"Stop flattering me. Besides putting this child in my stomach, where else can I go?" Yan nudged Usman's rib lightly with his elbow, "Why don't you be pregnant for a few days?"

"I think so, but it's a pity that it's not a witch." Usman looked at Yan's stomach with envy.

Yan suddenly laughed, he remembered that a few days ago, Usman stuffed a huge pillow into his clothes, pretended to be a big belly, and asked him: Is this king's pregnancy beautiful?

"Your figure is beautiful." Yan complained at the time, "Your figure is ruined."

Usman's big belly is really unsightly, Yan realizes that Usman really can't have a belly, it's too ugly!

Yan's dislike made Usman very wronged, and he asked flatly, "Yanyan, do you just like my good skin?"

Regarding this question, Yan hasn't answered Usman until now. That's because the Aruba tribe and the Yinyue tribe broke out in a war, and Usman rushed to deal with military affairs.

Yan really wanted to help, but he felt that his pregnancy would be safe, and it would be better to help out with advice on government affairs than to go to the previous court to argue with those people who were an eyesore.

"By the way, is Princess Mingyue alright?" Yan asked with concern, "The Yinyue tribe fought Aruba only because of me."

The reason for the incident is very simple, that is, the Aruba tribe felt that the queen was unknown, and the fact that the man was pregnant was unbelievable, so they wanted to go to the king, request the abolition of the demon queen, and then accept the princess of the Aruba tribe as the queen.

The Mingyue Tribe is next to the Aruba Tribe, and part of the arable land and water sources are still shared. After learning about the actions of the Aruba Chief, the Mingyue Tribe was very dissatisfied. Being able to conceive is not a strange phenomenon. It is simply the Aruba tribe who is ignorant and echoes others.

The Aruba tribe taunted that they only knew that Princess Mingyue was blind, but they didn't know that everyone in the Yinyue tribe was blind!

These words aroused the anger of the Yinyue patriarch, who threw fireballs overnight to start a fight regardless of the relationship between the neighbors for many years. With the flames of war, the balance between the tribes was broken.

Yan knew that some tribes were watching the fire from the other side, and some were fanning the flames while watching the excitement, and some people took the opportunity to form an alliance to join the war in order to annex the small tribes around them.These tribes have lived in peace for too long, and want to "not be peaceful" and reshuffle their sphere of influence.

Yan knew that the Silver Moon Tribe had fallen for it, and that Aruba's purpose was to provoke a war and occupy the land of the Silver Moon Tribe, that's why he said hurtful words.

Calming the flames of war among the tribes is the top priority, so Yan doesn't blame Usman for going out in the middle of the night to be busy, and said to him: "Since the fire has already started, it must be completely extinguished before the fire is still strong." It, otherwise sparks would float everywhere and burn the whole of Xiliang."

Usman held Yan's hand: "Don't worry, I know what to do."

Jina Yali rushed to the battle line eagerly, and her reputation as the number one female general in Xiliang was indeed true. In just three days, she settled the Aruba tribe, and by the way, cleaned up a wave of sand bandits nearby.

It has to be said that Jinayali and Shen Fangyu practiced swordsmanship every day, and with Yan's careful guidance, their martial arts became more and more sharp. Everyone who met her said that a general can defeat a hundred with one!Martial arts unrivaled!

"Yanyan, don't worry, Princess Mingyue is fine, she even wrote to me to ask me what your fetal dream is, so that I can prepare the baby's clothes in advance." Usman said with a smile.

"Fetal dream?" Yan also laughed, "I didn't expect this girl to know about fetal dream."

"No, she asked about these things before she was married. She knew more than I did. Mingyue also said that there was an aunt in her tribe who dreamed that a big yellow ox fell from the sky in a dream. As a result, he gave birth to a big fat boy who is as strong as a calf."

"It's so interesting that fetal dreams can do this." Yan thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that his dream was too ordinary, just an "assassin", and it was only because there were assassins in the palace that he only dreamed of it, and there was no big ox falling from the sky at all. fetal dream.

"Mingyue also said that not only pregnant women can have dreams, but even relatives and friends around pregnant women will also have dreams." Usman added with a smile.

"Really?" Yan felt unbelievable, "Then I am pregnant with a child, and everyone around me will have pregnancy dreams?"

"Yes, Yanyan, I dreamed about it." Usman smiled sweetly, and said, "I dreamed that I was walking in the vast golden desert, walking, walking, and climbing to the top of the towering sand dunes I stood there looking at the billowing wind and sand in the distance, and when I was about to continue walking into the wind and sand, a soft little hand grabbed my little finger. I looked down and saw that it was a little doll, naked, with snow-white skin, His silver hair was blown by the wind, like countless silver butterflies flying..."

"And then?" Yan listened intently, "Is he a boy or a girl?"

"Well... I'm too busy looking at my hair." Speaking of this, Usman said regretfully, "When his little hand held me, it was so warm,

My heart melted, and flowers could bloom in the desert at that moment. "

"You!" Yan raised his hand and flicked Usman's forehead, "Sleep for me now! Dream immediately, and I must dream whether the child is a prince or a princess, so I can prepare in advance."

"Yanyan, whether it is a prince or a princess, the clothes, shoes and socks, small toys, etc. are all ready, you don't have to worry." Usman rubbed his forehead, "And my pregnancy dream was three months ago. Yes, I never dreamed again after that..."

"... so angry." Yan kept scratching his arms, "I was conceived hard, and I would wake up when I lay down and sleep, but I didn't even have a baby dream. You are fine, and you are still holding hands with the child. It's a shame Kill me!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, isn't this child in your stomach all the time?" Usman smiled like a flower, "I just saw it once in a dream, and I haven't seen what it looks like yet."

"Usman, just yell." Yan glared at Usman, suddenly felt itchy in his chest, and scratched hard through his clothes.

"Yanyan, what's wrong with you?" Usman lightly held Yan's hand, "If you scratch so hard, your skin will break. I'll show you where itches."

"Probably sweated out from practicing swords in the afternoon, and I just took a nap for a while without taking a shower." Yan pulled out his hand, and continued to scratch left and right, "This body is very itchy."

"Don't catch it, Ilya, go and bring a basin of cold water." Usman ordered, and Ilya hurried.

Usman helped Yan undress, and when he pulled up the obscene clothes, his expression changed.Yan's body was covered with dots of red rashes, which might be extremely itchy. Yan kept trying to scratch, and the skin on his arms was already oozing blood.

"Tell the imperial doctor." Usman said to Yalta, the head of internal affairs.

Yan himself was startled when he looked down, as if he had sprinkled a handful of brown sugar on his body, there were red spots all over the place, even on his belly, which seemed to pop out suddenly, and it was still a little hot to the touch.

Probably the itching was tight, and the child started to move in dissatisfaction. Usman and Yan saw the belly shrugging left and right, like a child flexing its fists inside.

This movement was so loud that Yan Du gasped.

The imperial doctor was already on standby in the queen's palace, so he came so quickly, after examining Yan's pulse carefully, he called several imperial doctors to come and diagnose together.

Seeing this situation, Yan couldn't help being a little nervous, and his body was still itchy.

Usman has been gently rubbing Yan's neck and shoulders to let him relax, but in fact he is also very nervous, with cold sweat on his back, afraid that something will happen to Yan and the child.

Since Dayan became pregnant, Usman also began to believe in numerology, but he did not rely on the "numerology" obtained by divination from the priest tower, but did more good deeds for his unborn child.

The Tower of Death Row has been pardoned twice, and Danyang City has opened its gates many times to take in those stateless refugees.

Usman also allocated funds from the national treasury to governments at all levels to help the weak and the poor, and to care for the widows and widows. He did not ignore these things because of the recent government affairs.

The heads of the six imperial doctors gathered together, muttering something.It is said that three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, but these six imperial doctors are better than two Zhuge Liang.Yan looked at them frowning slightly, discussing earnestly, and felt a little flustered, could it be that he was really seriously ill?