"It is the responsibility of the concubine to open up the branches and leaves for the Hou Ye, where is there any hard work or not."

Jiang Jingjing's words really spoke to Wu Dehou's heart. Compared with the domineering and dictatorial Wen, Jiang Jingjing really won his heart.

The smile on Wu Dehou's face was even more sincere, and he held Jiang Jingjing's hand tightly and didn't let go for a long time.

Wen stood behind him and watched a few people, watching the happy smiles on their faces, seeing them talking to Jiang Jingjing from time to time, and looking at the people in Qingyili who were full of joy and busy with everything, Wen's heart was completely unbalanced.

She clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and the smile on her face could be called hideous.

If Jiang Jingjing has a son, what will she do with her Chen'er?

No, she must not let Jiang Jingjing give birth to this child.

Thinking like this, the smile on Wen's face became even more sinister.

At this moment, the old lady suddenly said: "Mama Qiao, you go and open my warehouse, get some nutritional products for the Jiang family, and see how thin and white this little face is, it's time to make up for it." Don't lose my grandson. ”

Qiao Mama smiled and turned around to go to the Buddhist temple to get something.

Qu Miaoling didn't speak from beginning to end, just watched this scene lightly. Her gaze fell on Wen's face, looking at her hideous face, as if she was going to kill someone. Seeing her endure the resentment in her heart again, Qu Miaoling's heart was not ordinarily happy, more comfortable than hearing that Jiang Jingjing was pregnant.

Wen was relieved for half a lifetime, and finally someone came to toss her.

She must have felt uncomfortable in her heart.

After all, the handkerchief in her hand was about to be torn apart by her.

Qu Miaoling looked at it and was distracted.

As soon as Wen heard that the old lady was going to give a reward, the smile on his face finally couldn't hold on.

She stepped forward and said, "The old lady is too late, the child is only two months old, such a big blessing, I'm afraid it will provoke him." ”

"Oh, it won't." The old lady waved her hand, not listening to Wen's.

"My grandson's food should naturally be the best, Wen's, you should take care of Qingyi's life a little more these days, and don't let any fragrant and smelly things come in and harm my grandson."

When the old lady said this, her eyes were fixed on the Wen family, just like the sharp eyes of Dali Temple who were good at investigating cases, and there was no way to hide all the small things.

Wen Shi understood the old lady's warning, his body trembled, and hurriedly said: "Daughter-in-law can save it, please rest assured that the old lady and the Hou Ye will take good care of the Jiang family and ensure that she will give birth to the child safely." ”

Hearing Wen's assurance, the old lady turned her head, looked at Jiang Shi lying on the bed with a smile, and couldn't help but admonish: "Jiang, you have worked hard these days, you must take care of the child in your belly." ”

Jiang Jingjing lowered her head slowly, because of her heavy body, she didn't stand up to salute the old lady and Wu Dehou, but they didn't blame him, but were very happy.

Jiang Jingjing said: "Master Hou and the old lady can rest assured, the concubine will definitely take care of her children." ”

Looking at Jiang Jingjing's weak appearance, Wen was so sick in his heart that he was sick to death, but he couldn't say anything on the surface.

She also had to take the initiative to tell Jiang Jingjing and said: "Jiang, I am from here, these days, you must pay attention to your body, Lang Zhong said that you can't eat it, you must eat less ice, cold oil, and exercise properly, otherwise the child will not be good to give birth to when he is older." ”

As Wen spoke, he even brought a bit of truth in it, and Wu Dehou couldn't help but believe that she was sincere.

made Wu Dehou feel guilty that he had snubbed the Wen family during this time.

And what Wen wants is this effect, first to reverse the attitude of Wu Dehou and the old lady towards her, and finally unknowingly get rid of the child in Jiang Jingjing's belly.

Wen smiled gently; "Hou Ye has a child, the concubine is very happy, isn't Hou Ye's child a concubine's child, and the concubine is physically and mentally distressed?"

Wen said this sentence to Jiang Jingjing deliberately, and sure enough, as soon as Wen's words fell, the expression on Jiang Jingjing's face was distorted.

After the child was born, she could not be called her mother, she could only be called Wen's mother-in-law, and Jiang Jingjing could only be called aunt.

This is the sorrow of the concubine.

When Wen said this, he undoubtedly poked Jiang Jingjing's heart, or the most painful point, poked hard, until it bleed.

Seeing Jiang Jingjing's face change, Wen's heart was a little more comfortable.

Fight with her, she's still tender!

Wen glanced at Jiang Jingjing with disdain, and then said in a general manner: "Please also rest assured that the old lady and the Hou Ye will hand over the Jiang family to me, and I will definitely let her be healthy and healthy, so that the child can be born safely." ”

With Wen's protection, the old lady and Wu Dehou were relieved.

"Wen, you're a good one!"

Wu Dehou couldn't help but praise.

Wen humbly accepted it, and glanced at Wu Dehou, and that glance was full of affection.

Jiang Jingjing looked at it squarely.

The vomiting sensation suddenly hit, Hong Rui was very bright, and hurriedly brought the small basin, Jiang Shi vomited happily.

Wu Dehou was extremely stunned, "What's going on, why did you suddenly vomit!" ”

It's only been two months, shouldn't you eat well and sleep well?

Wu Dehou was taken aback, and hurriedly asked people to call back Lang Zhong, who had not yet left the house.

Na Langzhong quickly rushed back, and when he saw that the pregnant woman just vomited, he didn't think so, but he still took Jiang Jingjing's pulse seriously.

After making sure that what he had investigated was not wrong, he said to Wu Dehou: "Return to the Hou Ye." Mrs. Zun is just happy. Vomiting is a normal phenomenon, and if Mrs. Zun wants to eat anything during this time, whether it is sour or spicy, she can eat it, which can relieve the symptoms of vomiting. ”

Hearing Lang Zhong's answer, Wu Dehou slowly put his mind at ease.

The old lady couldn't help laughing and scolding when she saw that Wu Dehou cared about it.

"You, you, you, you're old, why can't you even figure out how a woman has a child."

Wu Dehou scratched his head with a rare honesty, and said quite embarrassedly: "What the mother said is that the son is concerned and messed up." ”

Seeing Wu Dehou like this, Wen Shi's heart was even more unhappy, when he was pregnant, Wu Dehou didn't care so much about himself.

I rushed back as soon as possible, and I asked Lang Zhong to check it, and I was so worried about vomiting a few times.

Wen was so angry that she began to pinch the handkerchief in her hand again, and made several small holes the size of a fingernail on it, and the tips of her fingers were red before she stopped.

Lang Zhong was sent away again, and Wu Dehou thought about it, but still felt that it was inappropriate.

"Ah He, you take my brand and hand it to the palace, I don't worry about the folk Langzhong. Ask a doctor to come over and treat Aunt Jiang. ”

Ah He is Wu Dehou's personal servant, and when he heard this, he hurried to do something.

Wen's heart became even more unbalanced, and the sour smell bubbled out, and soon the room was overflowing.

Wen's heart was sour, but Jiang Jingjing was very proud.

She glanced at Wen Clan proudly, then she looked away and looked at Wu Dehou intently.

The eyes of the two met in one place, and they collided with a warm spark.

But soon Wen and Jiang Jingjing lowered their eyes one after another, and their movements were very fast, and they looked like they were electrocuted.

Jiang Jingjing's eyes were cold, while Wen's eyes were full of resentment.

This little vixen actually took advantage of her unpreparedness to get pregnant!

Wen thought resentfully, in fact, when it came to this matter, Wen also had some resentment towards Qu Miaoling, if she hadn't withdrawn all her manpower, she would not have reached such a dilemma at this time.

In the past, she controlled the Hou Mansion tightly, and even a fly flew in, she could receive the news, but now that Jiang Jingjing is swaggering pregnant, and she is two months pregnant, she didn't know until this moment that Wen's resentful eyes were about to jump out.

She would never let her give birth to her child.

A group of people stayed in Jiang Jingjing's Qingyi for an hour, and then left one after another.

Because the old lady said that the woman who had just become pregnant should not be too tired and should have a good rest, she drove everyone away, including Wu Dehou and Wen.

Wen turned around and left step by step, looking at Wu Dehou who cared more about the child than Wu Dehou, who was a father.

Qu Miaoling looked at the vague-for-tat confrontation between the two, and she didn't feel anything in her heart. On the second day, Wu Dehou went to the court to attend the court meeting refreshed.

When he came back, he was even more energetic, in the court, he originally had no rights, and he had always been treated as invisible, but today, he raised his eyebrows for the first time, because it was still his unborn child.

The emperor himself mentioned it, and even the courtiers congratulated him after hearing about it.

"Now the county lord of An Hui also has younger brothers and sisters, I am very happy!"

Hearing the emperor's words, the courtiers also knelt down to congratulate him.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the county lord of An Hui, congratulations to the county lord of An Hui!"

Hearing the words of the courtiers, the emperor said again: "Hey, it's the great joy of Wudehou, not the royal joy, what you want to congratulate is not me, but Wudehou." ”

When the courtiers heard this, they hurriedly congratulated Wu Dehou and said: "I am happy to have a son, Wu Dehou is so blessed!" ”

Wu Dehou's happy eyes and nose were about to be crooked.

The waist is unconsciously straightened, the chin is slightly raised, and the already tall body looks more straight.

Jiang Jingjing's father looked at this scene and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

It's obvious that his daughter is pregnant, why didn't anyone come to congratulate him, the emperor is really partial, doesn't Wu Dehou just have a good daughter?

But no one could see Jiang Yushi's face, and no one congratulated him. Until the end of the court meeting, Wu Dehou stood in the middle, surrounded by many people.

The voice of congratulations continued, and Wu Dehou's face became more and more beautiful and festive.

He now feels more and more that Jiang Jingjing is his lucky star, bringing him good luck, if she gives birth to a son, he must ask him for the position of Mrs. Ping.

Wu Dehou was so happy that he almost forgot about the tigress Wen.

Just when Wu Dehou was proud, the big eunuch beside the emperor came over and said to Wu Dehou: "Master Hou, the emperor is invited." ”

Wu Dehou didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly followed his eldest companion.

In this court, there is only one big companion, and the only one who can be called a big companion is this close eunuch next to the emperor.

"Manager Su, but the emperor has something to find Weichen?" Wu Dehou cautiously probed.

Mr. Su just smiled and said to him; "Don't worry, Master Hou, it won't be a bad thing for our family to call you, just look at it."

When Wu Dehou heard this, his heart was slightly relaxed, but he was still a little hesitant.

After all, the emperor is suspicious today, and he praised himself in the court this morning, and if he suddenly gets angry, he will also be unable to resist.

Walking into the imperial study, the emperor was splashing ink.

Today's emperor is diligent in practicing calligraphy, and Yang Zhenti is praised by the world.

"Aiqing, come and see, how is my handwriting?"

Wu Dehou hurriedly approached, his eyes glancing towards the paper.

"Isn't this the style of Master Yang Zhen?"

The emperor laughed when he heard this, "Aiqing, you are really good at talking." ”

"Back to the emperor, the little girl is also diligent in practicing calligraphy at home, and what she learns is also Master Yang Zhen's font." Wu Dehou hurriedly said.

"Really? Miao Ling? I don't even know when I started practicing calligraphy. ”

"It's not that after Miao Ling entered the house, he always felt unaccustomed to it, so he began to practice calligraphy, and it happened that the emperor liked Yang Zhenti, so Miao Ling began to practice. Now, seven or eight points of your demeanor have been learned. ”

"Haha, she is worthy of being the daughter of the county lord of Huiling, and she is very useful in showing off her wisdom!"

Wu Dehou hurriedly knelt down and said loudly: "It's all taught by the emperor, and the little girl really doesn't dare to be it." ”

"Deserved, deserved, where is Miao Ling worse than those women who claim to be talented women?"

The emperor put down the brush and slowly stepped forward from behind the bookcase.