I typed the wrong chapter number again.,This chapter is 722.,The content is right.,Forgive me.。 Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

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A sentence that is neither long nor short, Jiang Yunuan said it quickly, compared to her usual slow and logical speaking speed, this sentence is more like rushing out.

A little pain, a little persistence.

It's all true.

She had experienced an unknown life and death, and this time, the bad guy was still alive, wasn't he?

Even if she is seriously injured, it is her husband, who has always protected her and loved her husband, and she must endure it.

"Good boy," Mrs. Wu beckoned to Jiang Yunuan, motioned for her to sit down beside her, held her palm, and said, "With your words, the old woman will rest assured, you still have ...... in this life."

Jiang Yunuan nodded with tears in her eyes, held Lian's shoulder, and said, "Mother, your leg is not good, hurry up and go to the couch to rest, you look like this, you will be sad." Let's all be good, don't let you worry anymore......"

Lian didn't speak, nor did he push away Qiu Ye and Shan Mama who came to support her.

She looked at Jiang Yunuan in a trance, this was the first time, and she saw a trace of tenacity in her daughter-in-law.

is obviously a soft and warm person who sheds tears behind closed doors, and even the bridal maid can't suppress it, but when such a big event happened, he actually resisted, at least, in front of people.

Eager footsteps could be heard outside.

Mu Yuanmou opened the curtain and came in, and the dull atmosphere of the room made him cough heavily.

"Master......" Lian subconsciously spoke.

"I know everything," Mu Yuanmou's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were dark, "I asked Shuying." Mother, take care of yourself. ”

Old Taijun Wu stared at Mu Yuanmou and slowly bowed his head.

Mu Yuanmou arranged a soft sedan chair to send Lian's family back to Fengyu Courtyard, and asked Mama Wang to escort Jiang Yunuan back, and stayed alone to accompany Mrs. Wu for dinner.

No one has an appetite, but they still use it one bite at a time, no one speaks, Mu Yuanmou silently served a bowl of soup to the old lady, and watched the old lady finish drinking.

After removing the table, Mu Yuanmou went back.

The clouds were so low that the cold wind blew so hard that he couldn't stop coughing, and his chest was like a fire.

When I returned to the study, freshened up and changed my clothes, and when I came out again, there was a bowl of Chuanbei Sydney pear on the big table, and Qingsong stood aside with his hands down.

Mu Yuanmou quietly finished using it and motioned for Qingsong to go out.

Mu Yuanmou was the only one left in the study, he added water and ink, and the inkstone that was originally lubricated felt a little astringent now, and the ink couldn't be pushed.

I picked up the pen and wanted to write something, but I didn't know where to start, and I saw the water droplets dripping on the paper, smudging away, dirty.

Mu Yuanmou pressed down the pen hard, his eyes were red, and he couldn't stop smearing indiscriminately.

His son, the son on whom he had great hopes all his life......

Oh, he is not afraid of losing, from the moment he chose to take this path, his conscience was also abandoned, and in the end, it turned out to be such a result.

I don't know if Jiang Yunuan has a son in her belly.

If not, there will be no incense in the second room.

Raised his hand and threw the wolf out fiercely, the ink splashed, Mu Yuanmou pressed his chest, and coughed heavily.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

Mu Lianhui didn't sleep either, since she received the news, she sat motionless by the window, and only used some for dinner.

The wind blew in from the slightly open window, Mu Lianhui was a little cold, and finally closed the window.

The charcoal basin was of little use, she shrank into the brocade quilt with the hand stove in her arms, and wrapped herself firmly, the part of her body that was close to the hand stove was not so cold, and the rest of the place was still icy.

She shook her teeth, why didn't she burn the Earth Fire Dragon, if there was an Earth Fire Dragon, it would probably be more comfortable.

Long eyelashes trembled, Mu Lianhui sighed, she had survived in the imperial mausoleum for more than thirty years in her previous life, and she had survived several cold winters, she thought that she was not afraid of the cold, until today, she was so cold again that she couldn't shrink into a ball.

In the late autumn of the twenty-fifth year of Yong'an, the pain experienced by the former long house fell on the head of the second room in this life.

When she heard the news of Mu Liancheng's serious injury, she was worried and worried, but in the end, what was left was panic.

In front of the ancestral hall, Mu Lianhui said to Du Yunluo that she seemed to have returned to her previous life.

At that time, she didn't say that to stimulate Du Yunluo, she really thought like that, but today, that idea came out again.

In the past and present lives, it has changed in a mess and is unrecognizable, but God seems to be holding a thread, twisting and turning, and there is a little overlap.

It's like fate.

What about her life, and where is her future......

The news of Mu Liancheng's serious injury also spread into the palace, appeased, rewarded, and orderly, Du Yunluo knew that this was still the first wave, and after Mu Liancheng returned to Beijing, there would be another wave.

With these movements, all the prefectures also knew about it.

Jiang Fang's family came to the house, and in front of Wu Lao Taijun and Lian's family, he said a lot of scenes, and when he entered Shangxin Courtyard, his face was long.

Jiang Yunuan lowered her eyes and didn't speak.

Jiang Fang's family stared at Jiang Yunuan's belly, and he couldn't see a flower: "I just hope it's a son, my uncle has become like that, you are not a son when you fall into this womb, how can you explain to the Hou Mansion?" ”

Jiang Yunuan instinctively bit her lower lip.

"You don't like to hear what I say," Jiang Fangshi sneered, "If you weren't my daughter, I would care about you?" Let you lift people, you stubbornly don't agree, now it's like this, you tell yourself, if your baby is not a son, in the condition of your uncle, the incense in the second room is broken, what will you do in the future?

Adoptive one? If you have a concubine in front of you, and you raise it by your side, why worry about whether this is a son or a girl in your belly! ”

Jiang Yunuan still didn't speak, picked up the teacup and drank it all, feeling that it was not enough, so he drank two more.

Jiang Fang's rare refrain from accusing him anymore, he got up and left.

Mama Wang waited carefully, afraid that Jiang Yunuan would be told to cry by Jiang Fang's again, and she was scared, but found that Jiang Yunuan was not crying.

"Grandma...... Mama Wang couldn't rest assured, and called tentatively.

"I'm fine." Jiang Yunuan replied.

Now it was Mu Liancheng who was weighing heavily on her heart, and she had no time to be distracted to think about anything.

She knew that what Jiang Fangshi said made sense, and it was for her good, even if she was not uncommon.

She is a chess piece in the hands of Jiang Fang's family and the marriage of the Marquis of Dingyuan, every chess piece must be useful, she is not an outcast, Jiang Fang's has arranged a relatively flat road for her, once she is unwilling, she will be dragged back fiercely.

In the past, Jiang Fang's family could control her, but later, she couldn't control it, so the two dowry maids couldn't climb Mu Liancheng at all.

Jiang Yunuan touched her stomach, if she had a concubine, she could indeed breathe a sigh of relief, but she just didn't want to......

Bet that this one in her belly is her son.

So many people say that she is pregnant with a brother, and that must not be wrong.

Just wait a few more months......

Her thoughts suddenly broke off, Jiang Yunuan's eyes tightened, and her stomach hurt so much that she was suffocating.

He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the mattress under him was already wet.

Jiu Shilu said

Today's third update.

In the last two paragraphs, there should be a lot of people who want to smoke me, gassho.

In the end, there is cause and effect, there is reincarnation, there are accidents, there are also man-made, all kinds of creations, coming out and mixing, all have to be returned.

See you tomorrow.