Most of the pregnant people are drowsy, and Yan Buli wakes up close to dusk. Served by shisha and cold smoke for dinner, he felt a little stuffy in his chest, so he went out for a walk while the day was still bright to eat.

Chi Yue did not put him under house arrest, but as soon as he left Wangxiang Tower, he would be followed by guards, both to monitor and to protect him.

In fact, with the current situation, he didn't dare to run, and he couldn't run.

The two dutiful maids were afraid that the heroine would catch a cold, so every time they went out, they wrapped him in three layers inside and three layers outside into a ball. Don't talk about running, every leg is like a duck swinging, one step at a time.

So there are often disciples near Wangxiang Tower, a fat white-haired duck slowly twisted from the snow, in front of four people with brooms to clear the snow quickly, followed by two rows of solemn and neat black-clothed guards with knives. Along the way, it was domineering and powerful, and everywhere it passed, thousands of mountains and birds were exhausted, and thousands of beasts were silent

Someone said that it was a little stressful to walk like this, so when he walked to Mustard Peak, he asked the guards to wait outside the courtyard.

The chief of the guard hesitated for a moment and responded. After all, this yard is not big and there is a fence, can people fly when they go in? Besides, this thing is as heavy as a watered duck, and even if you plug in the wings, you can't flutter three meters

Yan Buli stood on the steps, raised his face and looked at the big red word of happiness that had not been torn off the door, gently spit out a mouthful of white mist, tightened the neckline of the fox fur on his body, and pushed the door in.

The courtyard is as old as ever. The trees have withered, but the branches are still covered with red silk and green bands, and the snow on the ground has not been cleared, and it is as white and thick as cotton wool, spreading all over the garden. A line of footprints stretched from the doorway into the depths, and at the end of the footprints was a drunken man lying on a stone table, and an empty wine jar lying on the ground.

Chi Yue was not interested in drinking, but he was gnawed by the weaving heart in his belly, so he used wine to stun those insects, and he himself couldn't hold back getting drunk after drinking a few jars of aging from the cow. He didn't sleep deeply, and woke up when he heard the creaking sound of stepping on the snow, and when he raised his head to see the person coming, his misty eyes couldn't help but reveal a glimmer of light: "Mo Chou? ”

Yan didn't leave his feet and stopped in place.

"You're back" The other party stood up drunk, hugged him with a gentle smile, and pinched it again, "Hey, fat?" ”

Nonsense, you're pinching the second layer of padded jacket, and you haven't pinched the stuffing yet.

Yan Buli frowned and pushed him away: "Dude, you recognized the wrong person." ”

Chi Yue staggered back two steps. He shook his head, his eyes were clear, his face suddenly froze, and he said in a stiff tone: "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'm here to see who is using wine to drown their sorrows and remember the old people."

"Get out!"

Paralyzed, stealing old lovers and daring to murder Lao Tzu, believe it or not, I abuse your son?!

Someone immediately clutched his stomach and bent over: "Eh." ”

Chi Yue hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "What's wrong?" ”

"I'm panicking after eating too much."

Resisting the urge to pump him, Chi Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know that you have a body?" What are you doing running out on such a cold day?! If something goes wrong, believe it or not."

"Eh."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it. You hurry back, don't come here in the future, and don't touch anything that is not worrying. Chi Yue turned away. Inexplicably, he felt upset when he saw this person.

"Okay, I'm not happy to go into a dangerous house yet." Yan Buli straightened up, looking at the cold and hard back with a faint gaze: "However, what will you do after giving birth?" Kill me, or be imprisoned forever in the Wangxiang Tower? ”

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"When this child grows up, will you hide it from him for the rest of your life?"

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"Jiang Mochou was killed by me, or she originally wanted to commit suicide. Anyway, when people are dead, why do you deceive yourself? He smiled coldly, "Chi Yue, even if you lock me up for the rest of my life, I will never become Jiang Mochou." ”

The living can never fight the dead. He doesn't fight or ask, but after all, he can't tolerate the other party treating him as another person's shadow.

I don't want those eyes to look at myself as if I'm looking at someone else.

I don't want to hear the word "Mo Chou" again.

He's had enough.

Chi Yue turned around slowly, her fists clenched tightly in her sleeves: "I didn't treat you as her." ”

Yan Buli's expression moved, and he was about to step forward, when he heard the next sentence splashed like cold water on his head.

"You don't even deserve a hair of hers."

Chi Yue brushed his sleeves away.

Yan Buli froze in place, his cheeks brushed by the cold wind brought up by the corners of the other party's clothes.

This time, it really hurts.

Chi Yue strode the meteor, and didn't go far before he heard another "eh" behind him.

"Are you still finished?!" He turned his head impatiently, only to see that the man was really kneeling on the ground with his stomach clutched.

"Don't leave!" His heart instantly panicked, and he rushed over with an arrow step: "What's going on?!" ”

"Nausea, I want to vomit, wow,! I'm sorry, Sect Master."

Chi Yue lowered his eyes and looked at the filth all over his body, and couldn't help but turn his head sideways and vomit, but all he vomited was wine.

Yan Buli squatted quietly aside, silently waiting for someone to finish vomiting, blinking and asking, "Hey, sect master, are you pregnant too?" ”

A green tendon burst out on Chi Yue's forehead, took a deep breath, and said patiently: "Haven't you ever seen someone who is drunk and vomits?" ”

"I've seen drunken people who spit out the truth." Yan Buli looked at him with a smile, "What did you just call me?" ”

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"Well, call again."

"Are you tired of being surnamed Yan?!" Chi Yue grabbed him by the collar and yelled, "Don't think that you can kick your nose in the face if you're pregnant." Speaking of which, this kid is also the bloodline of Benzong and Jiang Mochou, and he has nothing to do with you! ”

"Nothing to do with me? That kid didn't do anything in bed? Don't suffer when you get pregnant in October? Having a child without sin? Yan Buli immediately fried his hair, "Okay, since it has nothing to do with me, then Lao Tzu won't give birth!" ”

"You dare?!" Chi Yue clamped his claws angrily, "This sect said that if this child can't be born safely, your whole family will be buried together." ”

"You bastard!"

"If I'm a bastard, I'll break your limbs and lock you up like a brute, and then you won't want to give birth!" Chi Yue glared at him fiercely, "Yan Buli, don't force me"

The other party's eyes turned red, and two tears suddenly fell. Tears fell on his hands, burning hot.

Chi Yue quickly let go. Damn, just talking, how can this make you cry?

Yan Buli frowned, curled up and lowered his head, watching his tears smash two wet pits in the snow.

The Sect Master coughed dryly: "Hey, are you a man?" What is there to cry about? ”

"I don't want to cry, but my stomach hurts so much, won't I give birth in just over a month?" Someone clutched his abdomen and whimpered.

Chi Yue was shocked: "What?!" You're not kidding again, are you? ”

"How so? People are serious people."

Chi Yue took a look at his cloak, only to find that the bottom of his skirt had been stained with blood, and his heart was clenched in an instant. He picked up the person in a panic, and shouted outside the courtyard: "Come in for the dead person of this sect!" ”

Without saying a word, the chief of the guard pulled one out of the ranks, and Mali stabbed a sword and threw it into the door.

The dark guard is so upright, strictly executing orders, word for word.

"Idiot" Chi Yue was so angry that her head was dazed, "Go and bring Elder Huang, the Le Pavilion Master, and the doctors in the valley all over!" Be quick! ”

"Yes! Subordinates obeyed. ”

"Bring it alive!"

"Yes!"

Chi Yue swept to the front of the house with the person in her arms, kicked the door open and entered the house. Carefully put the other party on the bed and covered the quilt, and asked nervously, "How is it?" Can it hold on? ”

"I shouldn't be able to die" Yan Buli endured the pain in his abdomen and looked at him with a pale face, "Let's change places." ”

"No, you don't."

"This is Jiang Mochou's bed, it's not good to get dirty."

"Shut up."

The other party immediately shut up, not only closed his mouth but also closed his eyes.

Chi Yue suddenly panicked, and rushed over and patted his face: "Hey, hey, don't faint." The doctor is coming, hold on a little longer. ”

Yan Buli's face was beaten, and he suddenly opened his eyes angrily and glared at him.

Chi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, frowned, and said, "What are you doing with your eyes?" Do you want to scare the Honjong to death? ”

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"Does it still hurt?"

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"Speak."

"You fucking shut me up!" Yan Buli said angrily, "I don't care, anyway, Lao Tzu won't stay here." ”

"Don't mess around, wait until your fetus is stable before moving the place."

"Obviously you said it yourself, I can't come in here, I can't touch her things!"

Damn, this thing is so grudgeful, Chi Yue held her forehead in pain, sighed and said, "It's all at this juncture, don't you worry about slapping the face of this sect?" ”

Yan didn't want to leave the fun, but when she mentioned it, her stomach throbbed, and her laughter turned into a moan.

Hearing the sick cat's weak call, someone's heart felt as if a sharp needle had been pierced. Ji Yue stood by the bed, feeling a helpless fear for the first time, not knowing whether to touch him or not.

But a hand stretched out from the quilt and took the initiative to pull the long sleeve hanging by his side.

"Old Devil Chi" flashed with incomprehensible sparkles in his clear eyes, "If the child is gone, will you kill me?" ”

Chi Yue looked down at him silently, as if she could see the soul in her body through those dark pupils, a soul completely different from Jiang Mochou.

Yan Buli didn't wait for a response for a long time, and his hanging heart gradually sank to the bottom. His right hand shook slightly, and he slid down weakly along the silver brocade lines on his sleeve

A hand suddenly grabbed his drooping wrist.

Chi Yue's palm was slightly cold, faintly trembling, but it was like the last glimmer of hope stretched out above the cliff.

"This sect will not kill you."

"Really?"

"Well, I figured it out." The other party suddenly showed a wicked smile, "If it's really not worrying, I will feel distressed if I have too many children." You'll be fine if you're a big man, and if the child is gone, you can regenerate, and give birth to ten or eight for this sect to play."

Yan Buli rolled his eyes and fainted directly on the bed.

Uncle Chi, I was wrong, I was really wrong, you still have mercy on me!