Cao Yong's eyes lit up, and then a touch of sadness floated up, he carefully took the bristles, and his slender fingers slid lightly, like a gentle caress between lovers, until his fingers touched the nick at the end of the pen, and he clearly felt that it was his name.

As if remembering that once when the three of them went out, he inadvertently mentioned that he wanted a pig's bristle, and Chen Xiaobei laughed while eating pears: "You, you don't have much ink in your stomach, but you are not afraid of making people laugh if you learn to be like a literati." ”

He wanted to tell her that he wanted it because she liked it.

It's just that the world is impermanent, and now he has it, but she is long gone.

"How's that, do you like it?" Chen Xiaomo was stunned when he saw Cao Yong, the jealousy in his eyes flashed, and he whispered softly.

Cao Yong slowly raised his eyes to look at her and smiled, with a little tears in his smile.

That night, they had a cave room, and the night of candles in the cave room, which was belated after a year of marriage, was filled with a faint sadness.

Chen Xiaomo and Cao Yong are in love with each other, and they are very affectionate and comfortable, which makes others envious, but the strange thing is that after that night, some people heard a woman crying in the house, and her voice was sad and complaining.

Two months later, Chen Xiaomo was diagnosed with Ximai.

She excitedly ran to tell Cao Yong: "We have a baby. ”

Cao Yong hugged her tightly into his arms: "I heard that there is a mortal spirit mage in Beichen who is very strong, I want to invite him to come to the house to have a look, so as not to hurt the child by something filthy." ”

Seeing that Cao Yong was the only one in his eyes, Chen Xiaomo no longer had any worries, she now had Cao Yong's child, even if the second sister really turned into a ghost to take revenge, she was not afraid, she didn't believe that the second sister loved Cao Yong so much, and would be ruthless enough to kill her beloved's child.

Listening to people's whispers on weekdays, she was very annoyed, if it was really the second sister's trouble, it would not be a bad idea to let Cao Yong ask someone to accept her, just to break the relationship between the two of them.

Jealousy breeds hatred, and hatred makes people cruel.

Ruyi couldn't help but feel a little sad when she saw that Chen Xiaomo's gentle face was covered with layers of conspiracy and murderous intentions.

The sister who loved her gave her everything, but in the end, it was not gratitude, but a lot of killing.

And crying every night was not to seek revenge, not to rob love, but that Chen Xiaobei couldn't understand that her sister, who had loved her for more than ten years, would treat herself like this, she was telling the cold and incomprehension in her heart.

On the eve of Qingming, the old lady wanted to give Chen Xiaobei a card to worship, but was stopped by Chen Xiaomo.

"Mother, I'm pregnant with a fetus, it's not good if I am hit by these unlucky things."

The old lady misses her second daughter, but she also feels sorry for her third daughter, if she really collides with the fetus in her daughter's womb, it will be a sin, and after thinking about it again, she fulfilled Chen Xiaomo.

In this way, the first year of Chen Xiaobei's death was Qingming, there was no mourning hall, no tablet, no incense and candles, no paper money, and there was not even a person who remembered her.

At night, when the ghost door was wide open, Ruyi saw Chen Xiaobei wearing a thin pink floor-to-ceiling dress silently standing under the pear tree in the courtyard, her clothes were wet, and even her knee-length black hair was wet and attached to her back, as if she had just crawled out of the bottom of the lake.

Looking at the interior from the outside, the focus is on Chen Xiaomo's sweet face of the affectionate scene of picking vegetables for Cao Yong.

Chen Xiaobei was extremely sad, and came to the lakeside to sit on the stones by the water without fear, looking at the water waves like a mirror, and his heart was very heavy, very heavy.

At this time, suddenly a white light struck, Chen Xiaomo sensed the danger, and hurriedly sank into the lake before dodging, followed by a white light stray bullet that hit her hiding at the bottom of the lake.

"Ah......h

With a miserable scream, accompanied by a splash of water, Chen Xiaomo appeared, she looked at the mortal spirit mage in a white robe and a cold face by the lake in horror, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I didn't hurt anyone, please raise your noble hand and let me live." ”

Fan Ling snorted coldly, pointed at Chen Xiaobei and scolded: "Bold and demonic, why don't you reincarnate even though you are dead, insist on staying in the world, crying and asking for your life every night, and causing unrest in your house." ”

"I ...... I ......" Chen Xiaomo was reluctant to say the reason, because she didn't want people to know that it was Xiaomei who killed her.

"There is no love to talk about in front of the evil spirit, even if you have great grievances, it is all in the past, and today I will let you be wiped out."

Fan Ling's hands were sealed, and suddenly the water in the lake leaped up and turned into countless crystal swords, and the blades surrounded her from all directions, leaving her with nowhere to hide.

"Can you tell me if my little sister asked you to kill me?" Chen Xiaobei's sad moan seemed to come from ancient times.

"Cao Yong."

"It's him, it turned out to be his ......" Chen Xiaobei said lightly, but his eyes were already blurred by tears, and his heart was instantly broken.

She raised her head slightly, closed her eyes tightly, two lines of tears rolled and slid down, through the tears countless long swords attacked her, dense sharp swords, Cao Yong stood quietly by the dead tree by the lake and watched her, tears in his eyes.

Chen Xiaomo disappeared, there was no woman's crying at night, and Chen's mansion returned to normal.

Cao Yong will personally cook Chen Xiaomo's favorite red bean porridge every day, seven points of water, three points of beans, slow fire for an hour, so that the porridge is sticky and fragrant, very suitable for pregnant women to eat, he also deliberately added seasoning to the porridge, called "Acacia", so that the taste of the porridge is sweet and slightly bitter.

"Brother Yong, thank you for your hard work." Chen Xiaomo took the porridge bowl in Cao Yong's hand, drank not a drop left, and his face overflowed with bright and colorful light.

"For you, for the sake of the child, what do I have to work hard? How about today's porridge is delicious? Venerable Venerable asked me to add a medicine called 'Acacia' to the porridge, saying that it is very helpful to the child, and I believe that she will grow up to be a beautiful girl like you in the future. Cao Yong leaned his head and put his ear on Chen Xiaomo's stomach, quietly listening to the fetal movements inside.

Chen Xiaomo happily touched Cao Yong's face, and his heart was indescribably sweet.

But for some reason, when she was in the fifth month of pregnancy, Chen Xiaomo began to feel uncomfortable in her stomach.

Cao Yong invited many doctors to check the pulse, and they all said that everything was fine and there was no big problem.

Until the sixth month, Chen Xiaomo woke up one night, the bed was stained with red blood, she fainted in fright, and when she woke up again, Cao Yong knelt beside the bed, holding her hand, and his face was pale: "Brother Yong will always be by your side." ”

Chen Xiaomo touched his flat stomach, and his heart was desolate.

In the company of Cao Yong day and night, Chen Xiaomo gradually regained his spirit.

It didn't take long for her to be diagnosed with Ximai again, Chen Xiaomo was about to cry happily, she held Cao Yong's hand and said excitedly: "This child is my life, we must protect it well." ”