There will always be lonely times in lively gatherings.

The banquet dispersed in about two hours, and it was almost sunset when the banquet was dismissed, Zhou Dawei and his family of three, Shangguan Tianjue, Tang Erhu and others said goodbye to King Fu and Wanruo one after another, Chunhong and the maids hurriedly removed the miserable banquet in the main hall, Murong Yichuan accompanied Ruruo to the inner room bedroom, the two sat side by side on the bed as before, leaning their backs against the quilt, and gradually regained the tranquility of the past.

As if she put the piece of Hetian Nuanyu sent by the Zhou family in the palm of her hand, her eyes stared quietly at the four words that would never be abandoned, and she was unconsciously.

"What are you thinking?" Murong Yichuan snatched the jade in his hand and put it back into the distance.

It was as if he turned his face to face Murong Yichuan, and then said with a straight face; "I'm wondering if we're a little irresponsible when we decide for Cher's life so hastily, and will she blame us in the future? I suddenly felt a little sorry for Xue'er, in case she met someone she liked in the future, then she already had a marriage contract, so didn't we hurt her. "It's like although she was so resolute when she made the decision, but things really went according to her own wishes, the worries in her heart unconsciously arose, she herself hated others to manipulate herself, but she was so selfish to manipulate her daughter, so early for her daughter to set a family matter, think about it carefully, it really shouldn't be.

Murong Yichuan faced the faint expression, he said disapprovingly; "What do you want to do so much? Since ancient times, the marriage of children has been the order of their parents, and the words of the matchmaker, which round can be chosen by themselves, once the dust has settled, you don't need to bother yourself in the mediocrity. ”

"I don't have as much of a heart as you, if I could do it all over again, I don't think I would have decided so hastily, and besides, you and I are not the order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker!" It seems that he feels that he is really a little too emotional as Shangguan Tianjue said, and he still likes Xiao Jianfeng, but he always feels that because he likes that child, and he and Chu Qianqian have a deep sisterhood, but it is really a bit wrong to pull his daughter into the water, as if the more he thinks about it, the more unpleasant his heart is.

"We are in a special situation and cannot be generalized." Murong Yichuan fought back.

It's like a way; "But I always feel that our decision was a bit hasty, why don't we have to wait for Xue'er to be a little older, hey! It's too late to say anything now. ”

Murong Yichuan lazily leaned his head on the quilt, and simply ignored Wanruo, mainly because he didn't want to continue to entangle this problem, so he let her be a good mediocrity to bother herself.

It was as if she saw that the other party ignored herself, and she felt bored, and then she wanted to get out of bed and go out to talk to Chunhong, she just wanted to get out of bed, Murong Yichuan stretched out her legs and blocked her way; "Where are you going?" Murong Yichuan asked domineeringly.

As if casually speaking; "Since you're not in the mood to talk to me, then I'll go out and talk to Chunhong, isn't it?" There was a little rebellion in his expression.

Murong Yichuan sat upright all of a sudden, he grabbed Wanruo's shoulders with both hands, and said; "Don't go anywhere. You've been tired for most of the day, take a good rest, you're not tired, and the king's son is also tired. Murong Yichuan put his hand on Wanruo's lower abdomen as he spoke. What if it's a monarch? It was like a casual question.

Murong Yichuan glared at him and cut the railroad to the fore; "If there is no case, it must be the son of the world."

"None of us can be so sure before the child is born, if I give birth to a daughter, will you be like General Zhou to take a concubine for a son? If I really take a concubine, I will accept Ping'er, so that I can feel at ease. Murong Yichuan's mood of wanting a son has given Wanruo so much invisible pressure, this pressure has started since the day she became pregnant, she originally thought it was the pressure of Empress Dowager Xiao, but now Murong Yichuan always puts pressure on herself, as if she is really a little uneasy, she is afraid that her belly will not be angry, and she will really give birth to a daughter again. As if she still thought of Ping'er, if there really was one day, she hoped that the person who shared the same man with her would be Ping'er, not other women who had nothing to do with her like Luoxia and others.

When Murong Yichuan heard this, a thin layer of frost and snow flashed between his eyebrows, and his tone was a little heavier than just now; "Don't you think about things that have nothing to do with you?"

It's as if you know that you can't ask anything from here, so you can only let the facts of the future speak.

As if leaning weakly on Murong Yichuan's arms, he stopped talking, closed his eyes slightly, and quietly listened to the man's powerful heartbeat and the chaos in his heart.

Author's digression: As a preview, the next chapter has about 5,000 words, with a little mythology, and is about sleepwalking