Tang Li realized she might be pregnant in late November.

The period that should have come was delayed by a week and still hadn’t arrived.

Moreover, she found her appetite seemed to have grown.

Just like last night, she ate two bowls of rice.

If she weren’t living in Tan Palace, she would have run to the roadside pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test, but times have changed; ever since announcing her marriage, she couldn’t wander around freely anymore.

The matter of the pregnancy hasn’t been fully confirmed yet, so Tang Li didn’t announce it at home.

Song Baiyan had just undergone a minimally invasive brain surgery and rested for a week. Although he had returned to normal work, she hadn’t forgotten the doctor’s advice — best to avoid big emotional ups and downs recently.

In other words, she should focus on controlling her emotional fluctuations.

This day, Song Jingtian returned from school to Tan Palace, finding Tang Li in the living room eating hickory nuts, he pushed the door open and entered, tossing his backpack onto the living room carpet, his gaze sweeping towards the pile of hickory nut shells on the coffee table, inevitably pouting, "Even the monkeys on Emei Mountain can’t eat as much as you do."

The little guy said his piece but still took out a plum vegetable pastry from his bag.

This was his usual snack for Tang Li.

Criticized by Song Jingtian for eating too much, Tang Li wanted to be tough for a moment, but couldn’t resist the aroma of the plum vegetable meat.

"Thanks." She accepted the pastry, not forgetting to thank him.

The little guy sat next to her and noticed Tang Li’s still-lit cellphone screen, "What are you looking at?"

Remembering she’d been browsing pregnancy tests on Taobao, Tang Li turned the cellphone face down on the coffee table, "Just browsing, all auto recommendations from Taobao."

I don’t believe you!

Song Jingtian wasn’t so easily fooled, "You want to buy a pregnancy test?"

Tang Li: "..."

The little guy moved closer, "Are you pregnant?"

This question met with Tang Li’s categorical denial, "I haven’t felt queasy or nauseous, how could I be pregnant."

... True enough.

Song Jingtian had seen pregnant women.

Song Guagua’s mother was expecting her second child, visiting the house during New Year, retching from morning till night. In contrast, Tang Li still had an appetite like Zhu Bajie, nowhere resembling a frail pregnant woman.

As for why Tang Li was checking pregnancy tests...

No need for Tang Li to explain, he’d already figured it out himself.

— Isn’t it just to hurry for a Dragon baby to solidify her position?

Since everyone found out Tang Li was the First Lady, the negative voices outside weren’t small.

Song Jingtian’s gaze couldn’t help but drift to Tang Li’s belly.

Actually, he hoped Tang Li would get pregnant again soon.

After all, the time he could spend with her in the future wasn’t much.

If there were no other kids at home, when he proposed moving to Siam one day, Tang Li surely wouldn’t agree, and by then, with tears and sobs, he would be torn.

But asking him to give up Little Button was absolutely impossible!

In recent days, he completely realized —

Not being the President of S Country wouldn’t kill him; losing Little Button would be worse than death!

He regretted not asking Little Button for contact details before leaving Chiang Mai Prefecture.

Ultimately, he was just too shy!

He realized Tang Li wanted to buy a pregnancy test but feared being discovered. If the express delivery was sent to Tan Palace, opened at the door, everyone would know she was eager for a child!

So, Song Jingtian thoughtfully suggested, "You can send the delivery to my school, just write Little Fatty Wu as the recipient, and I’ll bring it to you."

Asked who Little Fatty Wu was, Song Jingtian felt Tang Li really didn’t care enough about him; he’d been studying at Steinway for half a semester already, but Tang Li still didn’t know who his desk buddy was.

Reminded by Song Jingtian, Tang Li remembered, "That little fatty whose hair got singed like yours in the bathroom?"

Song Jingtian: (￢_￢)

Although poked at his sore spot, he decided to forgive Tang Li for the sake of his future.

He screenshotted his usual online shopping address and sent it to Tang Li, not forgetting to inform her, "Tell the store not to write ’pregnancy test’ on the delivery slip; if security sees, they might hand it over to our class advisor."

Upon seeing the screenshot, Tang Li also noticed Song Jingtian had always been shopping online in the name of Little Fatty Wu, only the cellphone number was his.

With the little guy covering for her, Tang Li promptly bought ten pregnancy tests.

The delivery arrived on the afternoon of the third day.

Receiving a call from the delivery guy, Song Jingtian sent Tang Li a message.

Tang Li replied with an ’OK’ hand gesture.

Though arrogant, Song Jingtian was reliable.

By the evening of the same day, the ten pregnancy tests were in Tang Li’s hands.

The little guy seemed more anxious than she was, urging her to the restroom, "If you test in the master bedroom, you might get caught by big brother; it’s better to go to mine."

Tang Li accepted the suggestion.

Moreover, she planned to hide all the pregnancy tests in Song Jingtian’s room.

When she needed them, she would come to the little guy to get them.

Since it was her first time using a pregnancy test, after locking the room door, the two of them bent over the desk to study it together.

"It says to directly urinate on the pregnancy test."

Tang Li: "..."

Song Jingtian questioned her soul, "What if you pee on your hand?"

Tang Li: "....."

The little guy suddenly ran away.

Digging around in the corner, he finally found something.

He climbed back onto the bed and handed disposable gloves to Tang Li, "Wear a glove, so if they get wet it’s okay."

Tang Li didn’t take them, her gaze went to the windowsill.

Song Jingtian looked over —

What Tang Li had her eyes on was his treasured chamber pot.

Realizing what Tang Li intended to do, Song Jingtian: "......"

Tang Li’s idea was simple.

Relieve herself in the chamber pot, then dip the pregnancy test in it.

That way, it’s both hygienic and convenient.

Tang Li didn’t intend to use Song Jingtian’s things for free, "Next time I’ll find an agent to bring you a local chamber pot from Burma."

Although reluctant, for the sake of his future, Song Jingtian agreed painfully.

Two minutes later, Tang Li carrying the chamber pot and holding the pregnancy test entered the inner bathroom.

The chamber pot was a nice chamber pot.

Tang Li sat on it but had no urge to urinate.

Ten minutes later, the little guy’s urging came from outside.

Tang Li replied, "Another five minutes!"

"Then hurry up!" The little guy reminded from outside the door, "It’s almost dinner time!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Tang Li looked at the double red lines on the pregnancy test, her feelings indescribable, joy was present, but more were feelings of helplessness.

Being a mother for the first time, she could say she had no experience.

Tang Yin was no longer present; she couldn’t seek her for experience related issues.

Though Xiao Minglan treated her well, she was still her mother-in-law, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to ask her about everything.

Song Jingtian sat on his rhino stool outside the bathroom and was about to knock on the door again when it opened from inside, and Tang Li came out holding a pregnancy test.

"How was it?" The little guy was eager.

Tang Li nodded.

So, it’s true?

Song Jingtian got off his small stool and hurriedly stood up, "Let me see!"

"Well... there’s nothing particularly new," Tang Li said while handing the pregnancy test over, "It’s just an accidental pregnancy."

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See you tomorrow!