Chapter 487: Infatuated Monk

Concubine Mei's words made Ji Yunzhuo open her mouth wide, it turned out that the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind, and the queen became cannon fodder, and Concubine Mei was the real careerist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"The fortune teller is talking nonsense, sensationalism, and alarmism, and the mother concubine actually believes it?"

"It is better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have."

The mother concubine is confident.

The emperor was circling around, and Hua Wanwan was also vain, currying favor on both sides, and he didn't suffer a loss.

"She is in trouble now, and if you give her warmth, she can be more grateful to you and devoted herself to you." Concubine Mei said.

Ji Yunzhuo didn't feel good in his heart, he didn't want to use Hua Wanzhuo, but Concubine Mei asked him rhetorically: "Don't you like her in your heart?" So what's in store for you? ā€

Ji Yunzhuo was silent.

So, the things given to Hua Wanwan in the Suigetsu Nunnery became more and more abundant, from food and clothing to new things to play with, and one day, a carrier pigeon flew into the courtyard wall, snow-white, with a red paper roll tied to its feet, and fell directly to the window of Hua Wanwan.

Hua Wanwan took the paper roll from the pigeon's feet, spread it out, and Ji Yun Zhuo Juanxiu's handwriting came into view: there were no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart was clear.

Ah, is he confessing?

She is already free, not the daughter-in-law of An Jiatong, nor the eldest princess, why should he confess?

It's just that he has forgotten that now she is an outsider and a nun.

Hua Wanwan kneaded the love poem into a ball and burned it, her face was clear and shallow, and she smiled faintly.

He was interested in her, she had already noticed it, but she didn't expect that one day he would pierce it.

But so what?

At this moment, Hua Wanwan could only smile slightly in the face of Ji Yunzhuo's overture.

It's just a laugh, and there's no emotion.

She pushed open the window and threw the pigeon into the air, and the pigeon flew out of the wall of Suigetsu-an.

On the other side of the fence waited for Ji Yunzhuo, and when the carrier pigeon stopped at his feet, he was a little disappointed, because the carrier pigeon did not bring back a single word on its feet.

Hua Wanwan did not respond to his overtures, which made Ji Yunzhuo very nervous and felt like a fool.

He just held the carrier pigeon and stood uneasily.

……………………………………

An Nianxi walked into the Mochizuki building with the maid.

I have been a maid in the Song family for too long, and I am not used to being a young lady, and I have to do everything myself every day, if it wasn't for Mrs. Anda's reminder, she really wouldn't need a maid to serve.

At this moment, there is a bowl of dim sum on the tray in the maid's hand, which is stewed by An Nianxi himself.

An Nianxi watched as An Nianxi lowered it from the tray and put it in front of her with one left hand, stunned.

When did my sister do things so quickly? Like a cow, there is a group that is quite close, and the wind is in full swing.

An Nianxi looked at her and smiled: "Eat it quickly, it's for the fetus." ā€

An Nian smiled and said: "I can't have a baby anymore, the tire is too big, and it will not be easy to give birth at that time." ā€

The little girl behind An Nianxi said: "Second Miss, you have to eat this bowl of dim sum no matter what, it was made by the eldest lady herself for the second miss." ā€

An Nianzhu just scooped a mouthful of soup with a spoon and sent it to his mouth, and at this moment, all the words of the maid squirted out, choking with tears and coughing.

An Nianxi immediately patted her on the back, but with her left hand.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, you're going to be a mother, why are you still so anxious?" An Nianxi was disgusted.

An Nianzhuo looked at An Nianxi's left hand: "Sister made dim sum for Nianxi?" ā€

Ahn Nianxi smiled and nodded.

"This left hand?"

"Yes, my right hand is gone, didn't you know about it before?"

An Nianxi was incredible, pulling An Nianxi's left hand and looking at it, as if he was looking at a treasure.

"Sister, why are you so capable now? Why is your left hand so ......?" An Nianzao couldn't find the right words to compliment.

A hint of loneliness flashed on An Nianxi's face, and he sighed: "I am capable because I am not squeamish, and I am naturally not squeamish when I am dead." ā€

Hearing An Nianxi say this, and then looking at the expression on her face, An Nianxi knew that her sister must have suffered some grievances outside these days.

"Sister, I haven't asked you in detail, why did you stay in the Song family?" An Nian was curious.

Looking at An Nianxi's face that had become fat and round because of pregnancy, An Nianxi didn't know where to start.

Say that you don't want to go home because of a man? Give up the status of Miss Qianjin's precious identity and be a girl in a small family? Being picked and scolded by the housewife every day, completely ignoring the face of the Guogong Mansion?

An Nianxi couldn't speak, because she wasn't sure if An Nianxi would make fun of her.

This sister of hers is sometimes very stupid, and she is narrow-minded, so what does she care about sisterhood?

In the past, An Nianxi was indeed hurt by An Nianxi, although it was because of Hua Wanwan's provocation, she still responded in her heart.

But sisters are sisters after all, looking at An Nianxi at the moment, An Nianxi can't complain, and there is only love and blessings.

This is bloodline, all trivial things are not a thing, and even in the face of big hatreds and grudges, they may be invisible because of blood.

An Nianxi touched An Nianxi's face and said: "I won't recall my sad past, but you, you see that you are going to be a mother, although Aunt Deng is not presentable, but the child always has the blood of the An family and should always be blessed, because life is gratifying no matter what." ā€

An Nianzhu took the maid away, looked left and right, and said awkwardly: "Big sister, this child has nothing to do with the surname Deng." ā€

An Nianxi's mouth opened wide: "What are you talking about?" ā€

"I mean really, you and my sister, I have nothing to hide from you, not even my mother." An Nian was proud.

An Nianxi said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, if Aunt Deng knows......" An Nianxi didn't want to call Deng Daoyin his brother-in-law.

An Nian pouted and said, "The person surnamed Deng knows about it......"

"Huh?"

"If he hadn't covered up, I wouldn't have been able to conceive this baby so smoothly."

Ahn Nianxi was dumbfounded.

No, this An Nianzhu and Deng Daoyin are really a wonderful couple.

"How is that possible? You are his wife, he is your husband, how can he tolerate ......"

An Nian pouted and said, "What wife and husband, there is no real name between us, he has never touched me at all, and he hasn't touched a finger." ā€

An Nianxi still felt incredible: "Then how can he still stay in our country's mansion, the green-headed turtle that is clearly displayed......"

"Why don't you stay, this country's mansion is delicious and delicious, brocade clothes and food, what is his identity? If it weren't for me, he would be a scumbag, how could he be in the palace of the state prince? Besides, I didn't treat him badly, I gave him the most powerful Yue'er by my side, otherwise he deserves it? He's a! ā€

Outside the door, Yue'er listened to An Nian's arrangement of Deng Daoyin, and she really felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

No matter how you say it, it's also a man who has committed himself, and no matter how straw he is, it's also his own man, isn't it? (To be continued.) )