Jiangnan drunken mansion more than ten days later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

From time to time, a white and chubby toddler ran to the inner hall, then ran to the side of the bed and stretched out his head to look twice, ran out again, took his father's hand, giggled twice, and ran into the inner hall again. The toddler's eyes glared at her mother, and when she got permission, she lifted the toddler's small quilt lying on the bed, kissed it twice, and ran out again.

The child's mother smiled helplessly, wrapped the toddler, put the baby and his mother together, and sighed slightly: "This relationship is really naughty, spare the girl's cultivation." ”

Yu Xi smiled lightly and said softly: "How many times have you said it, you are a sister-in-law, why have you always been called a girl?" ”

Weaving Luo gathered the thin blanket on Yuxi's body, lowered his head and smiled: "The girl saved me and my sister, in the heart of the slave, she will always be a girl, and this kindness can never be forgotten." ”

Yu Xi smiled, looked sideways at the child next to him, and his eyebrows and eyes became clearer and clearer, almost the same as him, just a little him.

A trace of tenderness climbed up the corners of the eyebrows in the eyes, indescribable gentleness and tenderness.

"Girl, it's time for this little master to come up with a name."

Yu Xi pursed her lips and smiled, there was a trace of sweetness that kept lingering in her heart, "It's called Mo Xi." ”

Weaving got up and said with a smile: "It's indeed a good name, the lord and the lady heard that they have added a grandson to the family, and they are in a hurry to rush back." ”

Yu Xi smiled, took the towel handed over by the weaver and wiped his hands, and said, "Give a letter back to my father and mother, and say that in more than a month, I will take Mo Xi to see them." It's a long way, and it's hard to run for the elderly, so I can't help it. ”

Weaving Luo nodded, and said slowly: "Young Master Chen was very angry when he heard about the girl, he broke into the palace to find the emperor a few days ago, and heard that the two fought in the imperial garden. Yu Xi was startled, sat up, and was about to get out of bed as soon as he pulled the towel on his head. The curtain shook slightly, and Mo Xi began to cry.

Seeing that she was anxious and wanted to coax the child again, Weaving Luo said with a smile: "The Royal Forest Army didn't catch the young master again, what is the girl anxious about?" The emperor said that there were assassins in the palace, and Lord Jiang took someone to check for a few days, and later said that the thieves came to steal things, and the matter was over. ”

Humming and patting slowly, the toddler seemed to be asleep, his eyes were blurred, looking at his mother, only to see a smile on the corner of his mother's mouth, his eyelashes flashed slightly, and he fell asleep slowly.

Yuxi then lay down again, stuck to Mo Xi, covered the quilt, and said tiredly: "Drunk Qingchen should have returned to Xianshan with Cai'er, and I bothered my sister-in-law to write a letter to him not to come back." ”

Despite the slight confusion on his face, Weaver only said "yes" and withdrew.

"Weaving ......"

The figure that had already arrived at the door stopped, and Weaving looked back, his face a little uncomfortable, "Girl? ”

Yu Xi still whispered softly: "Sister-in-law, if I hand over Mo Xi to you and follow my brother's surname Guan, are you willing to help me treat him well?" ”

Weaving Luo's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he was stunned for a long time and said, "Girl? ”

Seeing that she was stunned, Yuxi bowed her head for a long time and said nothing, and said with a slight smile: "I don't have to worry about this child to you." ”

Weaving raised her head slightly, tears streaming down her face. That day, Feng Xiang took her to the mansion who was already unconscious, and the first thing she said after waking up was to go back to the drunken mansion, saying that the child was born in the Guan Mansion, which was unlucky for the Guan family, and at that moment when her life was at stake, she was thinking about this. If it weren't for the girl Qu she brought back from the palace and took care of her all the way, I'm afraid the mother and son might not be safe. It's just that her body is not good, she was extremely weak in childbirth a few days ago, and the midwife said that her life was not guaranteed, but she didn't expect her to grit her teeth and wear out a brocade quilt, and she still survived.

In the past few days, Young Master Chen has written a letter saying that he has gone to Xianshan to find Master Qingyue, and he should have guessed what she meant just now. She said that she was going to give up the child to her, did she have to give it up? Thinking of this, I thought of the master and servant laughing together, playing together, and doing things together when they were young, and I couldn't help but be sour and unstoppable, tears like beads of broken threads, falling dripping, non-stop.

"Crying for what?" Yu Xi saw that she seemed very sad, so she smiled and said: "I just want to go out for a walk, I think he is procrastinating, you think about it again." ”

Weaving "um" and withdrew. Guan Qi outside gently held her hand, pinched it again, and Weaving smiled gratefully, leaning on his shoulder, and the two led Guan Luo side by side and walked out.

After more than a month, it was the height of summer, Yuxi came out with Mo Xi in her arms, only to see two young men outside the door walking inward and pulling in, followed by a little girl, slender and slender, but like a red lotus out of the water, so elegant and delicate.

Yu Xi bent her eyebrows and smiled, and Mo Xi smiled when she saw her mother, and she also grinned.

Qu Qiaoyue beside her bent down and teased Mo Xi and said, "Little guy, can you laugh so soon?"

At this time, several people had come to the front, and a man in purple who was walking behind was reluctant in every way, but when he saw Yuxi holding the child, his eyebrows suddenly moved, and he flashed and held the child in his arms.

Qu Qiaoyue didn't want the young man in front of her to be handsome, but he was so reckless, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Sister Qu, this is my master, Qingyue."

Qingyue didn't care about her, looked at the child with self-care, and laughed, "This little baby looks like him and like you, it's really ugly!" ”

Cai Er saw Yuxi, bent down to salute, and also stretched out his head to watch the child, only the drunk and dusty side leaned on the swing frame and said: "Sister, you are really blind to the dog's eye, and you want to give birth to this little beast to his father of the beast." ”

Qu Qiaoyue's expression that had just eased was condensed again, and the young man in front of him, who was as beautiful as a fairy, spoke so rudely, and couldn't help but say, "How do you speak?" ”

Because I heard that my sister had a nephew from the wind a month ago, I went to the palace to see my sister happily, and I didn't want the wind to stop me in every way, so I felt strange, so I had to go and see what was going on. When I arrived at the palace, I arrested a palace maid, asked a few words, hated him for bullying the drunken family, and fought with him angrily in the palace. Thinking that Cai'er was still waiting outside the palace, he was angry, and he had to end it hastily, and he couldn't be angry.

Holding a breath in his heart, Drunk Qingchen raised his eyebrows and smiled, looked at Qu Qiaoyue, and said, "What? Which little lady is this, who is also confused by the beast? ”

Qu Qiaoyue, who said a word, lowered her head and said no more.

Seeing that she had hit her mind, Drunk Qingchen was even more disdainful of the child's father, walked to Qingyue's side, raised his palm and said to Mo Xi: "Little bad thing, kill you!" As he spoke, he was about to raise his hand and go down, but the child's dark eyes bulged twice, thinking that he was amusing himself, but he was too happy to be happy, grinning and grinning, and stretched out his white and tender little arms to hug him. The slender fingers slowed down and eventually landed on his little face, gently touching his little face.

(To be continued.) )