The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 936 - 800, Contraception

After lunch, Madam Li went to visit relatives and friends, while Daohua returned to Daohua Pavilion with Zhou Jingwan and Su Shiyu.

Although Daohua had married, Madam Li still kept her courtyard well-preserved.

Daohua, "Jingwan, why do I feel that you seemed a little out of spirits? You hardly ate at the table, are you sick?"

Hearing this, Su Shiyu immediately burst into laughter while Zhou Jingwan also smiled lightly.

Daohua, puzzled, "What’s so funny?"

Su Shiyu laughed while looking at Zhou Jingwan, "Jingwan isn’t sick, she’s pregnant."

Daohua suddenly widened her eyes in surprise, glancing at Zhou Jingwan’s stomach, "So soon?! You and your husband were only married..."

Daohua counted with her fingers, "Just over three months!"

Su Shiyu laughed, "What’s so strange about that? From what I know, some people get pregnant as soon as they cross the threshold. Jingwan being pregnant for just over a month is actually quite late."

Hearing this, Daohua quickly looked towards Su Shiyu, peering at her stomach, "You’re not pregnant too, are you?"

Su Shiyu, feeling uncomfortable under the gaze, bashfully said, "What nonsense, I don’t have the good fortune of Jingwan."

Zhou Jingwan quickly said, "Shiyu, you entered the household a month after me, you might already be pregnant but it’s just not detectable yet."

Daohua, feeling sentimental, looked at the two of them, and touched Zhou Jingwan’s stomach, "Can’t believe you’re going to be a mother." Time really flies.

Zhou Jingwan held Daohua’s hand, smiling, "Yiyi, the Little Prince adores you so much, you’ll surely have your own child soon, and then our kids can play together."

Daohua smiled, but didn’t respond.

She didn’t want to have children so early, first because she was only seventeen and hadn’t fully matured physically; secondly, having just married, she naturally wanted to enjoy some time alone with her husband.

While she and Xiao Yeyang had known each other for several years and were fairly familiar with each other’s temperaments, they had never lived together, and habits needed some time to synchronize.

Afterward, the three of them shared some personal conversations.

Considering it would be inconvenient for Daohua to visit home later, Su Shiyu and Zhou Jingwan originally planned to stay longer. However, Xiao Yeyang had been led by Yan Wenkai to get drunk in the front yard, and was helped over by a servant.

Thus, the two had to take their leave.

Daohua took Xiao Yeyang from the servant’s hands, instructed Wang Manman to prepare a sober-up soup, then helped Xiao Yeyang to bed. Seeing he was heavily drunk and would probably sleep for a while, she struggled to remove his robe before covering him with a blanket.

"Water..."

Hearing Xiao Yeyang asking for water, Daohua quickly poured a cup of warm water, then sat by the bed, hooked her hand around his neck, slightly lifted him, and fed him the water.

Xiao Yeyang, eyes closed, drank the water, then lay back down.

After a while, Wang Manman brought in the sober-up soup.

Daohua waited until the soup cooled down a bit before trying to feed it to Xiao Yeyang.

However, Xiao Yeyang clenched his lips tightly and refused to drink.

Seeing this, Daohua felt helpless, thinking it wasn’t a big deal, and that he would be fine after some sleep, so she didn’t insist on feeding him and was about to get up and put the soup aside when she was stopped.

Looking at the clear-eyed Xiao Yeyang, Daohua exclaimed, "Were you pretending to be drunk?"

Xiao Yeyang rubbed his temples, looking pained, "Don’t you know your brother’s capacity for liquor? With him around, even if I wanted to pretend to be drunk, it wouldn’t work."

Of course, he wasn’t entirely faking; if he hadn’t pretended to be drunk, Yan Wenkai would’ve continued to make him drink.

Being drunk was unpleasant, and he didn’t want to miss out on an intimate night with Daohua because of discomfort.

Hearing this, Daohua quickly held the soup to his lips, "Drink this, you’ll feel better."

Xiao Yeyang didn’t really like the taste of the sober-up soup, but he still grimaced and drank it.

Seeing he finished, Daohua covered him up, "You should get some good sleep."

Xiao Yeyang grabbed Daohua’s hand, "Stay and sleep with me."

Daohua glared at him, "You sleep on your own; I need to keep company with my grandmother and mother, who knows when I’ll be back next time."

Xiao Yeyang held Daohua’s hand and wouldn’t let go, rubbing his face against it.

Daohua was somewhat amused and comforted softly, "Be good, go to sleep by yourself."

Xiao Yeyang took the opportunity to ask for privileges, "Then at night, you are not allowed to keep saying ’stop.’"

Upon hearing this, Daohua’s eyes widened abruptly, and she forcefully pulled her hand away. Then, ignoring Xiao Yeyang, she got up and left the room.

If she didn’t say ’stop’ and let him do as he pleased, would she still want her waist? Could she even get out of bed the next day?

After leaving the courtyard, Daohua went straight to Old Madame Yan’s courtyard.

...

That evening, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang had dinner and then took the carriage back to the Prince Residence.

Madam Li sent them off all the way to the main gate, looking reluctantly at the departing carriage, "From today on, your little sister is a part of the Prince Residence."

Yan Zhigao, who stood nearby, heard her and shook his head with a smile.

The eldest legitimate daughter had become part of the Prince Residence a long time ago, hadn’t she? Now it was just officially acknowledged.

In the carriage, Daohua leaned against Xiao Yeyang, thinking of her grandmother’s reddened eyes and her reluctant mother, feeling a blockage in her heart.

Seeing this, Xiao Yeyang comforted her softly, "If you miss your grandparents and in-laws in the future, I’ll often accompany you to visit them."

Daohua nodded.

Seeing that Daohua was still a bit down, Xiao Yeyang changed the topic, "I heard from Wenkai that Wentao is going to be a father."

Daohua smiled a bit, "Yes." Then, lifting her head to look at Xiao Yeyang, she said, "Time flies so fast, can you still remember our childhood days?"

Xiao Yeyang pulled Daohua to sit on his lap, "Of course, I still vividly remember the first time I met you." As he spoke, he quickly pecked Daohua’s red lips, "You are the gift that heaven bestowed upon me."

Daohua smiled slyly, thought for a moment, then reached her arms around Xiao Yeyang’s neck, tentatively asking, "Xiao Yeyang, do you also want to become a father soon?"

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua and counter-questioned, "Do you want to become a mother soon?"

Daohua pondered for a moment, "I want... to spend some time just the two of us first."

Xiao Yeyang smiled, pinching Daohua’s nose, "What a coincidence, I was thinking the same."

Upon hearing this, Daohua’s eyes brightened, "Really?"

Xiao Yeyang smiled, "Before we got married, I asked my uncle for a medicine to take."

Daohua blinked, it couldn’t be birth control, could it?

Xiao Yeyang tightened his arms, "It’s for birth control. Uncle said that it’s not good for a woman’s health to have children too early. I’m not in a hurry for offspring; we can wait a couple more years to have them."

Hearing this, Daohua felt sweet inside, tightening her arms and pulling Xiao Yeyang closer, offering him a tender kiss.

Xiao Yeyang naturally wouldn’t miss this chance, seizing the initiative, he directly captured Daohua’s tender lips with his mouth, holding the back of her head and kissing her deeply.

Finally, when Daohua had difficulty breathing from the kiss, Xiao Yeyang let her go.

Daohua glared fiercely at Xiao Yeyang; this man could be so presumptuous.

Satisfied, Xiao Yeyang knew not to tease further, and for the rest of the journey, he behaved properly.

Suddenly, Daohua thought of Dong Yuanyao, "Now me, Sister Su, and Jingwan are all married and settled, I wonder how Yuanyao is doing?"

As she spoke, she looked toward Xiao Yeyang.

"You don’t think Sun Changze’s parents would look down on Yuanyao, do you?"

Xiao Yeyang fell silent, "How Sun Changze’s parents view it is not important. What’s crucial is Sun Changze’s own opinion."

Daohua’s face showed worry, "I hope Sun Changze does not let Yuanyao down."