Inside the house, there was no more sound, only the shallow sound of four people eating. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Du Weiwei drank the porridge very slowly, spoonful by spoonful, elegant and imposing.

Jin Ting's face was already pale, and her body was obviously unbearable after a night of unconscious sleep, plus she was carrying a child in her belly.

Lying on the couch sideways, looking at the four people not far from him, his hands were covering his abdomen, cold sweat was dripping out, almost blurring her eyes.

The black hair fell down, covering most of Jin Ting's face, but he could still see it through the gap in the hair, the eyes full of hatred.

She didn't lie, she did have joy, but this child was not Du Yunshi's.

Originally, she did such a thing with Ah Le in the palace for her own family, but she didn't expect that she was pregnant with a child!

I wanted to abandon the child, but at the moment when I was about to drink the medicine, a thought came to me, and Jin Ting's hand touched his stomach and looked at it for a long time.

If the child in his belly is a boy, isn't that the only male in this prime minister's house? After that, won't he inherit the position of Xiangye? Isn't she the biggest old lady in this prime minister's house?

Once the thought entered his heart, he could not dissipate it anymore, Jin Ting only felt that his eyes seemed to suddenly open up, and the thought was deeply rooted in his mind and could no longer linger.

………………

The body curled up more and more, only to feel that his stomach hurt terribly, Jin Ting's eyes looked at the four people in front of the Eight Immortals' table, and hatred surged madly into his heart. Stomach, it hurts even more. His body was cold again, and Jin Ting's eyes only saw the steaming porcelain bowl with porridge on the table.

Hot ...... Hot ...... Hot!

She must eat that hot porridge!

With a roll of her body, she fell off the couch all of a sudden, Jin Ting's movements were extremely fast, and the moment Xuan reacted, she had already arrived at the table of the Eight Immortals, and her hand also touched the white porcelain bowl.

The warmth instantly entered her palm, and Jin Ting felt like crazy, and poured the porridge bowl into her mouth.

Zi Koo's reaction was a moment slower than Xuan's, but he also stepped forward in a hurry, and one person choked Jin Ting's movements heavily.

The porridge bowl was unstable, and it was buckled down heavily, and in an instant, it was all poured on Jin Ting's head.

The white porcelain bowl has a glaze with thermal insulation, and the jade is hot when it is served, although it is put for a while, it is still a hot temperature.

"Ah!!h Jin Ting's voice screamed at once, and the porcelain bowl was upside down on her head, and all the porridge flowed down her head, and a lot of it flowed down the collar of her clothes into her clothes.

Xuan and Zikou's hand instantly let go of the hand that restrained Jin Ting, and everyone's eyes looked at Jin Ting, even if it was Du Yunshi, who could no longer see anything, he also looked in the direction of the sound.

Only Du Weiwei was still eating porridge leisurely, and his brows didn't move.

"Ah!! It's hot! It's hot! Yes!!! Jin Ting screamed incessantly, raised his hand and slammed the porcelain bowl off his head, and then threw it heavily on the ground, and in an instant, the porcelain bowl was shattered into pieces.

"It's hot! It's hot! Jin Ting's voice didn't stop, and every sentence was filled with fear, "My face! My face! "My hands are crazy, and I generally push down the white porridge on my body. It was also during this back and forth that the porridge that had gathered at the collar of her clothes all flowed down at once, straight to her abdomen.

The hot touch made Jin Ting's voice louder and louder: "No, no! No! My baby! My baby! Then, despite the presence of other men, he began to take off his coat.

Xuan frowned, took a step back, turned sideways, and avoided his gaze.

Du Weiwei's movements finally paused when he heard Jin Ting's words about my child, and his eyes quickly glanced at Jin Ting, who was stroking his stomach repeatedly.

Du Yan'er was stunned for a long time, as if the stranger in front of her was not her mother.

It wasn't until I saw her holding her belly and crying that she reacted, and as soon as she moved, her body was already standing up.

"Sit down." Without waiting for Du Yan'er's steps to step out, Du Weiwei's voice had already sounded, and he was cold.

Du Yan'er was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly looked at Du Weiwei, her eyes full of flickering light.

took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his mouth, Du Weiwei's eyes looked leisurely at Jin Ting, who had only stripped off his middle coat.

got up, paced, and slowly walked in front of Jin Ting.

Jin Ting was still touching his stomach with his hands, his hair falling down, and he was full of embarrassment.

"Sanniang, are you happy?" Du Weiwei was much taller than Jin Ting, and his waist bent down slightly, approaching Jin Ting's face.

Jin Ting's hair was full of sticky white porridge, and when he heard Du Weiwei's voice, the panicked action of protecting his stomach suddenly stopped, and his body trembled and looked up at Du Weiwei.

Du Weiwei ...... Du Weiwei ......"

Hearing this, a shallow smile appeared on Du Weiwei's face.

Du Weiwei ...... You...... You slut...... You're just as much a slut as your mother! Jin Ting's voice was low at first, but the further back it was, the more trembling it became, and the tone was suddenly much louder.

"Smack!" Before Jin Ting could say any more ugly words, Du Weiwei's slap was already slapped heavily on her face.

"Jin Ting, I call you Sanniang, do you really take yourself seriously?" Du Weiwei's slap was extraordinarily hard, and Jin Ting's body stumbled and fell to the ground.

His breathing became erratic, and Jin Ting fell to the ground, his dirty hair scattered and in a mess.

It was also at the moment when Jinting fell, Du Yan'er's sitting body stood up again, holding back the "mother" who was almost exclaiming, her body trembled, looking at her mother, but she didn't dare to step forward to help.

"Du Weiwei, aren't you a slut? It's just fate, you have a fart ability! There was no longer any obstruction, Jin Ting's voice came out with a sneer.

Du stood slightly, his eyes drooped slightly, looking at the golden court that fell to the ground, his smile was extended, and the chill was also full.

"Persecuting the husband with a vicious heart, insulting the eldest lady and offending the princess without rules. Jin Ting, do you think you still have a life? ”

"Ho-ho-ho. Du Weiwei, don't intimidate me, I, Jinting, have never been afraid of anyone! ”

"Concubine Ben naturally knows that you have not been afraid, but what about the child in your womb?" Du Weiwei paced lightly, walked to Jin Ting's side, squatted down, looked at Jin Ting's abdomen again and again, and his smile became calm.

Su Cao said

Good evening~~~