The anger burned Ji Rui's heart, her throat couldn't even breathe, and the fire in her heart rolled around like a fireball. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji Rui reluctantly pretended to be calm, and looked at Qingyue gratefully, thanks to Qingyue, he could live well.

Qingyue shook her head, she almost protected the lord unfavorably, and Madame didn't care about the previous suspicions, she was really ashamed to die Qingyue.

"Madam, you have tormented the slave maid, now that the chain has escaped, she must have heard the midwife say something about the little master, I'm afraid, the woman in the city lord's mansion has now begun to hype up the strangeness of the little master, madam, this matter, should have been told to Mrs. a long time ago, but the slave maid was worried about Madame's body, afraid of stimulating Madame, so she has been hiding it and not reporting it, Madam, you punish the slave and maid." Qingyue's head was so low that she was about to shrink to her neck, and she had already lost a lot of time looking forward and backward.

Now it must be a dilemma for Madame.

Ji Rui waved her hand, she had to think about it carefully, and now she was in a mess in her head.

Lian Lian is the person who followed Ji Rui when she married into the Baili family, the time is not long, it has been more than two years, Ji Rui didn't expect that she would betray herself in the end.

And the City Lord's Mansion hates himself to the core, and he can't wait to get rid of himself, except for Aunt Song, Ji Rui doesn't think about it.

"Qingyue, you don't have to blame yourself for this matter, and you don't have to worry about it." Ji Rui stroked her son's wrinkled little face, this little person will be a continuation of herself.

"Madame, what should we do now?" Qingyue blinked away the tears in her eyes and said bitterly, she really shouldn't be right, she couldn't help Madame, and she pulled Madame back.

An idea suddenly rushed to Ji Rui's heavenly spirit cover, and happily said to Qingyue:

"Qingyue, if you go to Master Wise, you will say that Ji Rui of Long Yanguo has an invitation."

Ji Rui now can only put hope on the wise master, she is now here without relatives, fighting alone, and with a small inch of difficulty, there are many concerns, it is no longer like when she was alone, she is chic and free, she still has to protect the baby.

Qingyue left with her head in mind, Ji Rui's eyes were sour when she looked at her heavy back, at the moment of her life and death, she only had such a slave to protect, and she was not even by her husband and wife, and she was really embarrassed and panicked these days.

Bailiyao.

When you were out fighting for glory and profit, did you ever think of your hair-tied wife?

Have you ever imagined what kind of life your wife lived?

Have you ever imagined that the child was born?

Ever worried about the safety of our mother and son?

Did you know I missed you?

Have you ever known that day after day, I, who can't see you, have begun to complain about you!

When Ji Rui was resentful, Qingyue's voice spoke in a suppressed voice outside the room:

"Master, please inside."

"There is a difference between men and women, and please ask the donor to go outside for a while."

When Ji Rui heard the voice like a green lotus, she sat up from the bed in a panic and put on a cloak casually.

The probe saw that the son was not woken up by himself, and was still asleep, putting on cloth shoes embroidered with orchid grass, and running out with his cloak scattered.

The cold wind in the courtyard roared angrily, caressing every corner of heaven and earth, savagely forcing all that existed to accept its baptism.

The strong wind stung the skin on Ji Rui's face, blowing over the cloak on her body, revealing her petite figure wrapped in a skirt in her cloak.

These Ji Rui can't take care of it, Ji Rui's eyes are tightly locked in the yard facing the wind and snow, standing straight and upright, when others can't wait to be able to drape the quilt on his body, he is still a thin single coat.

A long head of black hair, draped vertically behind him, a handsome face like an immortal, a white dress fluttering, out of the dust.

"Madam, why did you come out dressed like this, it's windy and snowing outside, you don't have to freeze, add another piece of clothing."

Qingyue stood in the cold wind and snow, put her hands to her mouth and sighed, her hands wrapped around her body, and her neck shrunk.

Even though she was shivering with cold, Qingyue still insisted on guarding the wise master, she was afraid that if the master ran away, the lady would be disappointed, and she would face the voice of accusation when she returned to the city lord's mansion.

Ji Rui, who was pulled back to consciousness by Qingyue, blushed and retracted her gaze unnaturally.

Looking at the two people in the middle of the dean, one seemed to be drowning in snowflakes. Flakes of snow did not stick to their bodies, and the snowflakes fluttered one after another, as if they had eyes, and fell in front of the wise master, and naturally went to the side.

Seeing Qingyue, who was standing stupidly in the middle of the yard in the wind and snow, tears fell down, and said softly:

"Qingyue, why are you stupid, with such a big snow, you won't bring a hat and an umbrella?"

"Madame, do you have any pain? The master is here, let the master show you, such a strong wind, master, can't you come into the room and talk to my wife? ”

Qingyue walked in front of Ji Rui in two steps and began to shoot the snow all over.

It's just back and forth, and the snow on Qingyue's body has turned into ice, how can it be clear all at once.

Qingyue put her hand to her mouth again and took a few big mouthfuls, before she stretched out her red and cold hand, which was already frozen, and pulled Ji Rui's thick cloak to her chest, covering it tightly.

Ji Rui looked at Qingyue who was sorting out her clothes for herself, reached out and touched Qingyue's eyelashes that had formed ice cubes, the touch on her fingers was hard, Ji Rui didn't dare to take it down, for fear that Qingyue would hurt, so she could only hoarse her voice and say to Qingyue, who was still tightly pulling the cloak with her hands:

"Qingyue, I order you, now, immediately, immediately go back to my room to change into this snowy clothes, and bake the fire, without refutation."

"But, ma'am, what if the wise master runs away?"

Ji Rui couldn't cry or laugh because of Qingyue's stupid words, she just looked straight at Qingyue, Qingyue nodded sadly under Madame's serious expression and unquestionable eyes, and went back to the room step by step.

"Master Wise, I haven't seen you for many years since I said goodbye." There was emotion in Ji Rui's voice, and there was a little regret.

"The benefactor is serious, and wisdom is already a person outside the world, no matter how long or short it is."

Ji Rui looked at the young man standing between heaven and earth with jealousy,

A few years ago, he was also like this, and now he has changed from an ignorant girl to a mother of a child, and he is still outstanding.

Back then, he told himself seriously not to walk to the north again, saying that the north was not in line with his own life, but he insisted on going his own way and sneered at his words.

"Wise, you haven't cut your hair yet, don't look like a monk, this time, Ji Rui really has something important to ask you."

Ji Rui had a disdainful tone in front of him, and as soon as the words changed, he began to pray, bent down and bowed deeply to Wise.

"Donor, monks don't speak." Wise and light dodged away, and a cool voice came out of his mouth.

"Master, can you please talk about Ji Rui's child?"

The Wise Master nodded under Ji Rui's pleading and desperate eyes.