The sky above Ye Mansion was shrouded in clouds because of Ling Tianjiao's childbirth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even the festive festival of the reunion of the full moon people seems a little cold and lonely.

"Dad, don't think about your sister-in-law's affairs, natural disasters and man-made disasters can not be changed by manpower. Ye Juan fell down.

Seeing Ye Fengchun's sad face, his mind was not on playing chess at all, and the sunspot that he didn't hold in his hand was only afraid of rubbing his bald skin.

"Hmm. The Father knows. It's just that your sister-in-law is bitter, and the child is bitter. Ye Fengchun sighed.

Ye Juan sneered, sure enough, if he did too many bad things, his conscience was uneasy after all.

"Dad is also doing this for the sake of Ye Fu, and also for the sake of the eldest brother and sister-in-law. It's really a fatherly feeling. Ye Juan comforted.

Ye Fengchun put down the chess pieces in his hand, "No, no more." ”

Ye Juan stepped forward and rubbed his temples for Ye Fengchun, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a festive day for family reunion." Dad, don't think about it. ”

Ye Fengchun nodded and patted Ye Xuan's arm, in the end, it was still her daughter's intimacy.

"Master, dinner is ready, set up in Tinglan Water Pavilion, look at ......" The maid replied, looking at Ye Juan as if asking for help.

Ye Juan waved his hand and motioned for him to go down, "Dad, let's go eat." Just look at Shaowu these days, whether he's heavy. ”

Sure enough, hearing the lively and lovely Shaowu, Ye Fengchun's face became better, and he patted his thigh and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay." Let's go to dinner. ”

Ruan knew that Ye Fengchun's mood was not high, not only the dishes were lightly prepared, but even the decorations were very elegant.

Just because Mo's dressed up flowers and branches swaggered in front of Ye Fengchun one day, he was scolded by Ye Fengchun fiercely, saying that there was a child in the house, who was dressed like a butterfly?

Since Mo Shi entered the mansion, he has been wronged like this by relying on his young and beautiful appearance, and he has cried like a tearful person, and he didn't see Ye Fengchun coaxing.

Ye Fengchun looked at the main seat next to Ye Moxun was empty, Ling Tianjiao, this girl was dead-eyed, and she hadn't come out for so long.

waved to Aunt Jun again, and motioned to bring Shaowu over to take a look at himself.

Since Shaowu returned to Jun Niang's side, his little face has gained weight, and the flesh is very cute, Ye Fengchun is in a good mood, and he holds Shaowu in his arms and teases for a while, Shaowu's little hand has some strength, and he grabbed Ye Fengchun's beard.

Ye Fengchun sighed in pain, but his smile deepened. Everyone saw Ye Fengchun's smiling face, and the atmosphere became lively.

Seeing this, Ruan's hands patted lightly, and a singer and dancer slowly walked out from behind the curtain.

Ye Zixi raised her glass and said, "My daughter wishes her father and mother good health and long blessings." ”

Ye Fengchun looked at the children below with a happy face, and the boredom in his heart was swept away.

The whole family was so happy and warm that no one noticed that all the seats were empty.

Inside the inkstone building, Ling Tianjiao leaned against the door and stared blankly at the deep night sky, a round of silver plate-like moon hanging in the air, the moonlight was beautiful, but unfortunately people could not be reunited.

Like she can't stay by her father's side at this moment, and her child who died at birth can't stay by her side...

The dead baby, the frightened expression of the nurse, and the secretive expressions of everyone in both the Ye Mansion and the Ling Mansion...

After Ling Tianjiao woke up, it seemed that she had grown up overnight. Ling Tianjiao, who didn't know the taste of sorrow in the past, disappeared with the child.

Her husband has not set foot in the inkstone tower since the day of childbirth, and the people in the house screamed and ran away when they saw her...

She is like an outsider who has been isolated and lives in the Ye Mansion.

In this place where the sky looks up in all directions and corners, loneliness ends up.

When Wen came to see her, she persuaded vigorously, Jiao'er, Ye Mansion is really good, if something like this happens to you, your uncle doesn't care, you don't have to compete so hard, there will always be children, stay in Ye Mansion.

Ling Tianjiao felt that she was surrounded by boundless loneliness at the moment, and there was the sound of silk and bamboo wind music and laughter coming with the wind. A picture of family happiness.

Ling Tianjiao's tears fell silently...

"Miss, you've been standing for a few hours, come in and rest. Biyue said worriedly.

Ling Tianjiao didn't resist either, and let Biyue pull her into the house, obedient like a marionette.

Bihe secretly wiped away her tears and said, "Miss, why do you have to do this? There is still a long way to go, and Miss is still so young..."

Ling Tianjiao stretched out her hand and stroked her cheek, "Backwards, where did people like me come from..."

Bihe said: "Miss, you have to cheer up, do you just watch Qiu Shuangju and his uncle live together? Are you really willing?"

Ling Tianjiao's eyes suddenly burst into flames, burning directly to herself and burning others.

"yes. The three of them are enjoying the joy of family at the moment, why do they pity themselves here? Why is her child alive and well, but her child died at birth? God is so unfair that he actually let this slut's child restrain his own child. Otherwise, how can a healthy baby who has been moving die prematurely?"

Ling Tianjiao was extremely angry, thinking in her heart that even if you can't be happy, then you don't want to...

Ling Tianjiao sat in the courtyard all night, and the next morning, she dressed in new clothes and went to greet Ruan.

Ruan Shi was about to get up, and when he heard the next person coming to announce the time, he was extremely suspicious.

"The daughter-in-law asked her mother to say goodbye, and asked her to forgive her for her shortcomings a few days ago. Ling Tianjiao saluted respectfully, and her words were soft.

Ruan asked himself, could it be that this Ling Tianjiao has changed her temperament?

"You just lost a child, sadness is inevitable, I am also a mother, naturally understand. It's just rare to see you adjust, and it's too late for my mother to be happy. Ruan Shi took Ling Tianjiao's hand and said softly.

Gradually, the people in the Ye Mansion felt Ling Tianjiao's change, as if they had changed people.

is no longer arrogant, no longer domineering, and even gentle to his subordinates.

At first, many people were rumored to be possessed by evil spirits, but slowly people got used to such a gentle and virtuous young lady.

"Miss, did you say that the young lady was evil, so that caused a great change in temperament?" Fu'an asked suspiciously.

In the morning, Fu'an went to the warehouse to get some tapioca flour to make meatballs, and he didn't want to leave too quickly, so he bumped into Ling Tianjiao, who got up early for a walk.

Not wanting Ling Tianjiao, she rubbed her aching arm and whispered, "Be careful next time..."

made Fu'an stunned and stunned, and forgot to salute and thank you.

"Zi is silent, strange and confused. There are no ghosts and gods in the world, it's just that people's hearts are unpredictable. Ye Juan replied.

"But miss, you haven't seen it, and now the young lady's temperament has really changed greatly..."Fu'an argued.

Ye Juan was no longer entangled, thinking that he had seen through something that he had never seen before. I figured out the true meaning of life that I didn't understand before.

Before getting married, she was the palm bead of the Ling Mansion, and she was loved by thousands of people, even if she wanted the moon in the sky, she was afraid that Ling Yunqiu would not refuse.

But since she arrived at Ye Mansion, Ling Tianjiao finally tasted the warmth and coldness of the world for the first time, and not everyone would follow her.

The price of growth is the pain and experience of bruises.