Mo Qingye pretended to be calm and took the thick stack of letters, and coughed slightly dryly when he saw Xiaoxi's playful eyes.

Xiaoxi also knew that she was in a hurry, so he didn't laugh at her, so he secretly retreated.

Mo Qingye saw Xiaoxi go out, and then his face was a little shy. He opened the letter very quickly, and as soon as he held it, he laughed lowly.

The first sentence is, don't rush, sit and watch slowly.

Su Jinyan really figured out her temperament. Often one sentence can amuse her.

Mo Qingye also listened to him, climbed onto the soft couch by himself, and brought a cup of tea and put it on the small machine. is unusually well-behaved, just like Su Jinyan is at home on weekdays.

When she reacted, the new pregnant woman was a little annoyed. I pouted, thinking if I was stunned. But there was a smile in his eyes.

Mo Qingye sat directly on the soft couch, and then continued to look down.

The more I looked at the smile on Mo Qingye's face, the brighter it became, Su Jinyan didn't like the twisting of literati, and his expression had always been direct.

Mo Qingye summed it up, probably that's it. Ye'er is pregnant and he is not in front of him, he feels guilty and regretful, I just hope that Ye'er can take care of her body, for the sake of the child, for him. Sharp, Lin Lin has always written it several times, and these are the few sentences over and over again. It seems that some don't know how to write. There was even a bunch of excerpts in the back, which was the instructions that Nanyun Mama usually hung on her lips. Even some of the precautions are more detailed than Nanyun's grandmother.

The corners of Mo Qingye's mouth twitched, how could she feel that she didn't read a family letter.

I flipped through the letter several times in a depressed manner, but I couldn't find a few other words. Then he sat down in disappointment. She wanted to be involved in everything he did.

Mo Qingye frowned regretfully. I finally wrote a letter, so I didn't write a few more words.

Just as I was a little bored and wanted to put the letter back, I saw another envelope fall out of Fang Cai's envelope. Mo Qingye was stunned, letter in the letter?! Bent down and picked it up.

There was no name outside, but as soon as it was opened, Mo Qingye knew whose it was. Such a rude word, only Yan Cheng'an.

She was a little puzzled, Yan Chengan didn't say a word in front of her, but now, he can still write letters. In the past, he felt that he was a big boss. is the most despised by the arrogance of literati.

I was stunned when I opened it. A thick one. After reading the first few sentences, she smiled.

Here, the major events that happen every day of Second Master Su are recorded. It's kind of a diary. It's really embarrassing for Yan Cheng'an.

Mo Qingye felt a little incredible.

"On June 20, Liang Fox came to the army uninvited. The general did not like it. Punish her for being with the laundry woman. She was not allowed to come near. The corners of Mo Qingye's mouth twitched, although he knew that Liang Chuwen was bold, but he thought that she would follow her to the northwest. There is still a bit of a diaphragm in my heart.

This Liang fox is called like this in Xiaobei's back.

However, because of the identity of the master, he has never said much in front of others. This Yan Cheng'an, presumably has an excellent relationship with Xiaobei in private.

"On June 28, the general fought in the northwest, and this battle was won." Writing this, it seems that the pen has stopped, Mo Qingye frowned slightly, isn't Mo injured? I looked at it urgently.

On July 16, after receiving an urgent letter from Beijing, the general laughed three times. Then he stayed up all night and led the army to drill all night. Afterwards, he asked the military advisor to look for a few strange books. Writing this, Yan Chengan's pen seemed to pause again, and his tone was quite resentful.

The books are "Three Things to Raise Children", "Pregnancy Guide", "On the Importance of Confinement" and so on. This book took a lot of effort from the military advisors, and it was almost ridiculed by the three armies. Then the general took the book and studied it behind closed doors for three days, and occasionally there was a lamentation, which seemed to be extremely regretful and regretful. Yan Chengan didn't know how many times he considered this. He always felt that his general was stunned.

It's not shallow. But I think that if I tell the truth, the majesty of my own general may not be guaranteed. Yan Chengan thought about it several times and said the matter roughly. Just to save the face of his poor general.

After reading it, Mo Qingye's face was slightly weird, and he didn't seem to dare to laugh if he wanted to laugh. Su Jinyan, Su Shizi, a mighty general in the eyes of outsiders, is actually deeply studying the parenting book? Mo Qingye's mouth was almost grinning at the back of his head.

Lying on the soft collapse, he couldn't straighten up and laughed. As long as he thought about Su Jinyan's serious face and instructing the old man to buy a guide for pregnant women, Mo Qingye couldn't help but laugh a little.

Such a man, high in office, the world looks up. Now it is a serious study of fertility, according to what he said in the letter, it is definitely not a rough look. It is estimated that I have been studying it for a while. This book came a few days late, and it seems that there is a reason.

Mo Qingye's eyes were pantothenic with a smile, and he pursed his lips, but he didn't cry in the end. She is the wife of the general, how could she be so hypocritical and drag her back. But there is still a little regret in my heart, if she is not pregnant, I am afraid that she will also go to the northwest.

The letter almost recorded Su Jinyan's daily trivialities, and even Mo Qingye was a little grateful to Yan Chengan.

However, at the end of the letter, I asked her to go to the Chen Ji pastry shop in the east of the city to buy some pastries. The unfinished reward is given to Xiaobei's simple girl. Seeing this, Mo Qingye smiled.

Vice General Yan, who seems to be rough-minded, actually has such a delicate time. Mo Qingye smiled, she gave the maid a lot of food on weekdays, but Yan Chengan's mind was naturally different from her. Thinking about Xiaobei's character of remembering people without remembering people, Mo Qingye shook his head, quite sympathetic to Yan Chengan.

That girl, I don't know when I will be able to open my mind.

Because of Yan Cheng'an's rebellion, Mo Qingye secretly prepared a letter for her, and she felt a little better. Even the eyebrows and eyes were smiling. During this time, she was choked by morning sickness, and she was getting thinner and thinner day by day. The chin that used to be round is now pointed. The whole person looks even more pitiful, which is unforgettable.

Carefully folded the two letters and hid them under the pillow. After thinking about it, and thinking that the maid had to clean it every day, he frowned again and took it out.

pursed his lips and thought about it, he coughed dryly, and then leaned on the wall like a gecko, and peeked at the maid outside. Seeing that no one was near, he crept back to the bed.

With a little exertion in his right hand, he directly lifted the solid carved wooden bed to a corner, and quickly put down the letter. Then it was pressed hard.

Mo Qingye pretended to have nothing to do and paced to the side of the bed and sat down obediently. became the quiet young lady again. But the chatter between the eyebrows and eyes can't be hidden.

In the past few days, her mood has improved a lot.

"Girl, at noon the lady handed me the letter. It is said that the son of the Ding family in Mojia Village has entered Beijing. Seeing that she was full of food and drink, Xiaoxi was about to go out again. It only stopped her thoughts.

In the past few days, there have always been all kinds of eyes outside the door of the Hou Mansion, Mo Qingye doesn't like those eyes, but he is uncomfortable. I've been out for a long time. (To be continued.) )

PS: Speaking of Ye'er's pregnancy, I suddenly remembered Qin Zhihe's old white flower. When will she be slaughtered and cleaned up?