Every girl has the age of being pregnant with spring, and Huang Yu is no exception. When he was not married, Huang Yu often fantasized about how his future husband would be, he had gentle eyes like the stars and the sea, and he had a warm and wide palm, which could shelter her from the wind and rain. She looked forward to the day when the white-clothed young man in her heart rode a snow-white horse in front of her, and she was the only one in her eyes. She is a unique and special existence in his heart, and it is best to be good to her alone, to be gentle to her alone, and to spoil her and protect her like a brother. The most important point is that he must be stronger than her in order to be qualified to be her husband.

Until she met Feng Qiao, the moment he fell from the sky, he opened the feelings of Huang Yu that had been sealed for many years. As if it was fate, he became the softest and most fearful place in her heart. She will be very happy all day because of his slight smile, she will become cautious because of his frowning, and the girl's shyness and timidity towards her sweetheart is the most beautiful scenery in youth. How good it would be if life was only as it was first seen, and only as it was at first sight.

Now Huang Yu often thinks that if she hadn't followed the hairball and hadn't met Feng Qiao, would there be no such things behind. If time can come back, then, she doesn't want to meet Feng Qiao again, is she really not wanting? Huang Yu was a little hesitant, what if he missed Feng Qiao, what should he do if he can't meet someone who can make his heart move in this life?

She imagined the scene at that time, and the moment she saw the hairball, she couldn't help but catch up, she wouldn't see the fairy-like man, and he and she wouldn't have anything to do with each other. However, the thought that he would marry another woman and talk and laugh with other women made her heart hurt like a pinprick. She was still too soft-hearted to let go.

Qin Yao and Huang Yu have a lot of similarities, so Huang Yu hit her off at first sight, even if Qin Yao won't marry her brother, Huang Yu also wants to get to know her, Huang Yu really hopes that Qin Yao won't follow her old path, this is a woman as sharp as a black eagle, not suitable for being a canary in a deep boudoir compound.

"Yu'er? Feathers? What are you thinking? So concentrated," Mrs. Ye changed her clothes and walked back, looking at Huang Yu who was bowing her head and meditating, she couldn't help but ask.

"Mother, what do you think of this woman?" Huang Yu pointed to Qin Yao on the portrait and raised his head to ask his mother.

Mrs. Ye's gaze moved to the woman on the portrait, took a few steps forward and looked at it carefully, shook her head, nodded again, and pondered: "Qin Yao, since she followed Qin Chen to the frontier, I haven't seen her again. The last time I saw her was fifteen years ago, when the queen ordered her to enter the palace, and her mother took her with her, and she was still a beautiful little girl as white as jade...... Alas, no wonder, in that kind of remote place"

"It's a heroine among women, I want to meet her if I have the chance" Huang Yu looked at Qin Yao on the portrait with admiration in his eyes.

"Oh? Who to meet? can make the lady so admired, I think it must not be an ordinary woman" Feng Qiao walked in with a withered snow folding fan. Bow slightly, "Hello mother-in-law"

"Hmm" Mrs. Ye nodded slightly, a hint of caution flashed in her eyes. On the cusp of the battle for succession, it is better for the Prime Minister to keep some distance from the Nine Kings.

"Click" Feng Qiao shook his hand, folded the folding fan neatly in the palm of his hand, sat beside Huang Yu with a flirtatious dress, and tucked the pillow behind Huang Yu, making her more comfortable to lean on.

"It's not too early, I'll go back first" Mrs. Ye got up with the handmaiden's hand.

It was getting late, and the weather was still a little cool in May, so the maid put on a thin snow fox robe for Mrs. Ye and put the stove in Mrs. Ye's hand.

"Mother-in-law, why don't you leave after dinner," Feng Qiao asked as he helped Huang Yu to get up.

"No need, I have to go back and discuss marriage with Ling'er, so I won't stay. Sit down, don't send me."

"Mother's road is slower"

Mrs. Ye nodded and turned to leave, and when she walked to the door, she paused, turned her head to Feng Qiao and said, "Qiao Qiao, take good care of Yu'er"

"Son-in-law will be, mother-in-law, please don't worry"

Mrs. Ye glanced at her daughter from a distance and did not look back. At that moment, a strong uneasiness welled up in her heart, as if something was about to pass away but she couldn't do anything about it. Looking back at Huang Yu sitting on the couch and smiling at her, the bitterness in Mrs. Ye's chest became more and more obvious, maybe she was a little anemic, she secretly comforted herself in her heart, and then covered her panicked heart with her hand, and turned her head away.

Along the way, Mrs. Ye's face turned pale, as if she was thinking about something, but she didn't think about anything, and her mind was in a mess.

Mrs. Ye left in a hurry, forgetting the noble girl's book in Wutong Residence, Feng Qiao turned the pages one by one, read it seriously, shook her head and nodded from time to time, and when she met the beauty, she looked up at Huang Yu twice, sighed slightly and then lowered her head to continue looking.

Huang Yu, who was reading a book on the side, couldn't help it, snap! smashed the book in front of Feng Qiao, and panted with his waist: "Feng Qiao! What are you contrasting?! ”

Feng Qiao was shocked by Huang Yu's sudden anger, and hurriedly dodged, so dangerous that he almost hit his face. Feng Qiao laughed and said, "The beauty of the lady is as beautiful as a fairy, fortunately I started early, otherwise I would not regret dying."

"Rhetoric" Huang Yu turned his head away from him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Feng Qiao picked up the book on the table and honestly handed it to Huang Yu, "Why should little Huang Huang be so angry, I am so honest, you know how to lose your temper at me" Feng Qiao approached, sniffing the milk fragrance on Huang Yu's body, "I haven't seen Xiao Huang Huang smile for a long time, come, give my husband a smile"

Huang Yu turned his head, avoiding his gaze. "You get out of here"

"No" hand quietly stretched out to the tickling flesh of the phoenix feather.

"Hahahahahaha, Feng Qiao, you bastard, hahaha, stop" She has been afraid of itching since she was a child, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, little phoenix smiled" Feng Qiao withdrew his hand contentedly, didn't dare to make more movements, and honestly sat aside to calm himself. He couldn't eat meat for a long time, he couldn't guarantee that he could still control himself, and he had to endure it for several months for the sake of his daughter.

"Have you been like this with her?" Thinking that he would also laugh like this with Feng Xiyue, Huang Yu's face sank suddenly. After saying this, she regretted it, how was he, what did it have to do with her.

"Huh? Who? Feng Qiao couldn't react for a while.

"It's okay"

"No, what's wrong with me"

"You have a concubine, why do you want to provoke me"

"Hahahahaha" Feng Qiao chuckled, his magnetic voice seduced Huang Yu's heartstrings like a goblin, he leaned over and said softly in Huang Yu's ear, "Little Huang Huang is jealous"

It's obviously a question sentence, but he said it as a declarative sentence.

"I don't, the ninth prince has a noble status, and it's not strange that he has a few beautiful wives and concubines, what do I have to be jealous of"

"How many are there" Feng Qiao argued for himself in a low voice, but was frightened by Huang Yu's eyes and closed his mouth.

"Also, the prince should read a lot, how can he coax a woman to say just a few words? Tsk tsk, what a lifetime and a couple, it's all bullshit"

"Not ......"

"Shut up! I don't want to hear you."

"Huang Yu, listen to me"

"There's nothing to explain, the fact is that I saw it with my own eyes, Feng Xiyue's stomach is also there, no matter how much I explain, it's just a cover-up"

Huang Yu's sullenness for a period of time finally came out, and he couldn't help but feel extremely comfortable. Feng Xiyue's child is a sharp thorn in Huang Yu's heart, which can't be pulled out or transformed.

"I ...... Huang Yu, if I say that what you see is not the truth, do you believe it? A trace of guilt flashed in Feng Qiao's eyes, he didn't feel good these days, but he had to be like this.

"I don't want to believe you anymore, Feng Qiao, you lie to me again and again, do you think I'm a bully? I'm telling you, don't mess with me if it's okay, I'm disgusting when I see you! If it weren't for the kids, you thought I wanted to live here and see you and that slut? Not! ”

Feng Qiao hugged Huang Yu's body tightly, her lips sealed her chattering red lips, and her words were engraved on his heart like a blade, revealing his scars in blood.

"Seal the pole ......! Hikari Kaigo! …… Mmmm......mm Dog!? Whew, hmm! Don't die" (Feng Qiao, let me go, are you a dog?) I'm suffocating! ）

Feng Qiao greedily sucked the air from Huang Yu's mouth, and slowly, he felt that the person in his arms was a little hypoxic, and his strength to struggle gradually decreased, so he reluctantly left her soft red lips.

Finally catching his breath, Huang Yu hurriedly evaded his confinement, turned his head and bit his shoulder fiercely.

"If this can relieve your anger, then you can bite it, don't gnawn your teeth" Feng Qiao hugged Huang Yu tightly and didn't let go.

There was a hint of bloody sweetness in his mouth, and Huang Yu bit hard, even if his teeth were sore, he didn't let go. A tear flowed down his cheek to his mouth, the smell of blood mixed with the salty taste made it even more bitter, this tear was like a fuse, inspiring all the grievances since Huang Yu was pregnant, and the tears were like beads with broken threads falling on Feng Qiao's shoulders one by one, wetting a piece of clothing.

Feng Qiao felt the wetness on his shoulder, and touched Huang Yu's cheek with his hand, his hand was slippery, and he was startled, "Yu'er? ”

No response.

"Yu'er, don't cry" Feng Qiao helped Huang Yu up from his shoulders and hurriedly wiped her tears with a handkerchief. "Don't cry, I'm wrong, it's all my fault, Yu'er"

"You get out of the way, I don't want to see you, every time I don't admit my mistakes sincerely, what's the use?"

"I promise it's just this time, it's the last time, Yu'er, don't cry" Feng Qiao's voice trembled a little, he was afraid of such a phoenix feather, he would rather phoenix feather beat and scold him, but don't be so weak and helpless, that tear fell on his heart, making him at a loss. Every time like this, he constantly questioned his decision in his heart, whether he would really get the desired result by doing this, and what would happen to him and her if Huang Yu knew everything he had done to Xiangfu. But he had no choice but to live, he needed power, power to protect him, to protect Phoenix Feather, to protect their children from humiliation.