Erya in the arms of the nurse next to her kept crying, and even cried again with Wenya.

The two babies cried in unison.

Wen Shaoqing was a little irritable and said, "What?"

The second lady stared at Wen Ya's eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Come and see... This... ，”

Hearing this, Song suddenly opened his eyes and said weakly, "What's wrong with the child?"

Wen Shaoqing hurriedly took a closer look, and his brows tightened in an instant.

The color of Wen Ya's eyes is actually different.

I saw the elegant and immature eyelids blinking, her left eye was like a black grape, and her right eye was red and full of tears.

"It's a monster!" Wen Wenpei was frightened, kicked back a few steps, and said, "Mother, hurry up and throw her away!"

When the second lady heard this, the whole person froze, and somehow, the swaddling clothes in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she hurriedly handed the child over to Aunt Zheng.

Aunt Zheng took the swaddling clothes and looked at Wen Ya who had just opened her eyes in surprise.

Song sat up from the bed with a pale face and stretched out his thin hand: "What's wrong with the child? What's wrong with my child, auntie, give me the child quickly..."

Aunt Zheng glanced at Song hesitantly, slowly handed over the child to her, and lamented: "Mrs. Song, this child has a disease in his eyes..."

"How come," Song muttered, looking at Wen Ya in her arms, Wen Ya was crying so hard that she also had angina.

"Isn't this what the old man said before, yin and yang eyes?" The second lady seemed to remember something, and stared at the elegant eyes with some suspicion.

The rest were shocked.

Wen Shaoqing opened his mouth and asked, "What yin and yang eyes?"

"I've heard in the past that people with yin and yang eyes are ominous people, people who can see the yang world, and people who can also see the underworld, life brings evil stars, and lives to kill their parents and the same clan..."

Destiny brings evil stars, and destiny is the same clan as parents. Wen Shaoqing muttered in despair.

Wen Peiyi took two steps back with some fear, and said again and again: "I'll just say, she's a monster!

"Who dares to touch my child!" Song hugged the swaddling clothes tightly, and the sweat-soaked hair stuck to her pale cheeks, faintly revealing the scars on her cheeks.

Wen Shaoqing was a little unbearable.

"By all means, young master, madam, miss," Aunt Zheng begged, "this is a sin..."

The second lady's eyes were cold, she didn't care about the Song family and the child at all, but if someone restrained the Wen family, she would never ignore it, if it was the eldest lady, she would also expel this kind of ominous person from the house: "Ominous person, do you still want to keep the same clan, Shaoqing, find someone to drown this child with a bucket." ”

Wen Peiyi stared at the swaddling clothes in disgust, and echoed: "Mother is right, brother, you can't keep the scourge." ”

Wen Shaoqing was silent, and then called, "Someone." ”

The housekeeper outside the house came in with more than a dozen family members.

The housekeeper entered the room and saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Listen to the young master's orders,"

"My child is not a bad star, she is not sick!" Song hugged the swaddling clothes, trembling all over.

She looked up and looked around, her gaze lingering on each of their faces one by one, and finally locked on Wen Shaoqing's face: "Why do you want to kill my child?" Young Master Wen,"

The Song family never called Wen Lang again, only called him Young Master Wen, "I have never begged you for anything, now I only ask you to save our child's life, she has just been born, please let her live..."

"Hmph, ominous people are even involved in the clan, you saved your child's life, who will save my child's life?" The second lady grabbed Wen Peiyi: "What's more, you are a slave girl of the Yuan Dynasty, and you are not worthy of being pregnant with our Wen family's species, what qualifications do you have to talk to us like this." ”

"Gave birth to an ominous seed, huh. Wen Peiyi stared at the Song family with hatred.

"Please..."Song sobbed his head and cried heavily, hugging Wenya tightly, as if he was afraid that if the hug was loosened, the child's life would be gone.

"Peiyi, how do you speak. ”

"Brother~"

No matter how he is Wen Shaoqing's species, Wen Shaoqing looked at the Song family and cried bitterly, and then looked at the two daughters who were just born crying, although he was a little unbearable, but in order to prevent the Wen family and people outside from talking about the Wen Mansion anymore, he had to do this.

Wen Shaoqing sighed, turned around, turned his back to the Song family, closed his eyes and said, "Take the little lady in Song's arms out and use water!"

The housekeeper raised his head, glanced at the child in Song's arms, and hesitated, "Yes." ”

Then he waved his hand and signaled the family members behind him to perform their duties.

Two of them came out of the ranks, and then went over to snatch the elegance from the Song family.

"No... No... Don't kill my child, please," Song shook her head violently, clutching the swaddling clothes, she knelt up with the last of her strength, and kowtowed to them again and again: "Please let her go, please..."

But no one was moved.

The waterboarding bucket had been placed at the door of the house, filled with water.

Where could the Song family withstand the strength of the two men, and soon Wenya was taken away by them. Song went crazy, got out of bed with all his might, and crawled after them, crying, "Don't kill my child!

The baby cried even harder.

Seeing that Wen Ya was about to be pressed into the bucket by the family, Song slammed down, grabbed the child and ran out with difficulty.

"Catch her!"

Song had just given birth to a child, and he got out of bed with all his strength.

When the family snatched the child again with all hands and feet, and put Song on his knees.

Song's eyes were desperate, she knew that no matter how ruthless Wen Shaoqing was, she would not ignore her previous feelings at all, not to mention that the only obstacle to his marriage with Miss Zhao was his own existence.

Song looked at Wen Shaoqing who walked to the front of the courtyard from afar, as if separated by thousands of rivers and mountains: "Wen Shaoqing, please read on the past relationship between you and me, and let my child go!!!

As he spoke, he broke free from his family's hand and plunged headlong into the pear blossom tree on the side.

The bare pear blossom tree was shaken so much that its branches were shaking, and the blood on the forehead of the Song clan gushed out in an instant, staining the trunk red.

"Late autumn!" Wen Shaoqing hugged the Hongji clan in horror.

"Song Niangzi!" Zheng Gu shouted in horror.

"Oh my God, Oh Buddha Mita. The second lady covered Wen Peiyi's eyes and turned her head slightly, a little afraid to look. I didn't expect this Song family to look soft and weak, but this temperament is so strong and persistent.

Hongjira's face was covered with blood, blurring her face, and she saw that her eyes were slightly open, and only her child's cry could be heard in her ears, and it was pitch black in front of her.

"I'm free, I'm... Hiroyoshira... I'm free in this life..."

Not long after speaking, he swallowed his breath.

Wen Shaoqing closed his eyes sadly.

He seemed to see her shyly smile when he saw her for the first time, like a spring breeze.

The cold style of Layue is cold and bitingly cold. No one dared to speak.

In the end, the housekeeper reminded: "Young master, this little lady..."

Wen Shaoqing closed his eyes and said angrily: "Everyone is gone, do you want to kill another one!"

"Yes, yes," the housekeeper hurriedly turned his head and said, "Send the little lady to the nurse, this winter, it's weirdly cold." ”

"Today's people and what happened, no one is allowed to mention it again, and those who violate it will be waterboarded," Wen Shaoqing stood up and glanced at all the people, his eyes fierce.

"Yes, young master!"