“...... You are my son, you are the real Arlo, you should be the lord of the city, as long as you are willing, my mother will give you everything that belongs to you. ”

Shi Mosheng rarely slept until midnight, but he was shocked by the sound of Wule in his dream, and sat up with a "Teng", wiped his face, and slowly took his hand down, revealing a pair of frightened and disbelieving eyes.

Wu Le, is it really his biological mother?

It was a dream just now, but it was all true in the morning.

Everything is his!

But they were all snatched away by Duan Luo. Status, identity, women, he wants to take them all back! He not only wants Duan Luo to die, but also makes Duan Luo have nothing before that!

In the morning, when God was holding her and crying, a maid broke in with a plate of eight-treasure cakes, he ate it, and took a bite of it crunchy, but it was soft and glutinous, and sweet but not greasy.

When the maid saw the scene in the house, she was stunned for a moment, she was a little flustered, but she was still very smart, she wanted to pretend that she didn't see anything, and turned to go out.

Shi Mosheng also thought, go out, just go out, think of her little girl and don't dare to say anything.

Unexpectedly, Wu Le suddenly shouted: "Stop!" The maid didn't dare to move, and the eight-treasure cake trembled like steamed egg custard on the plate. Wu Le's tearful face was so cruel at this moment that Shi Mosheng was frightened, only to hear her say fiercely: "Yunbai, kill her!"

Wu Yunbai was stunned.

Wu Le shouted, "Hurry!", the kind of voice that would make her go crazy if she didn't kill this girl again.

Wu Yunbai walked up to the maid, and the eight-treasure cake in the maid's hand rolled to the ground like beans, and with a "pop", the saucer broke into three pieces and some splashing debris. Wu Yunbai grabbed her neck and said, "Don't blame me, you heard what you shouldn't hear and saw what you shouldn't see." ”

The maid couldn't say anything, only an unwilling hoarse voice from Wu Yunbai's throat, and in the end, she couldn't make any sound. Shi Mosheng had a new understanding of the aunt and nephew, and froze on the spot, watching the maid disappear completely.

Shi Mosheng looked at Wu Yunbai, who was sleeping soundly beside him, quiet and lovely, but he didn't expect that under such an appearance, there was a very ruthless heart, and her unhesitating look when she strangled the maid made him feel terrible, if she knew that he had the heart to abandon her and want to be with Shi Moyu, what would she do? Shi Mosheng didn't dare to think about it. Luckily, she didn't know yet. He thought, when the city lord is his, Wu Yunbai will not dare to say anything even if he knows, and when the time comes, he will marry Shi Moyu again, one is a woman he can't let go of in his heart, and the other is a woman who makes him feel wonderful, he wants it!

Thinking so, he smiled wickedly, slipped down, and rested his arms, thinking to himself, he really couldn't wait any longer, he had to act immediately.

Wu Yunbai turned over, his eyes were half open, and he hugged him silently......

*

This morning, in the Qingzhu Palace, in the small living room, two people enjoyed breakfast face to face.

The dish was cut by Shi Moyu, although it was clumsy, but it was all cut into pieces, and it was not difficult, and it didn't make Duan Luo laugh at her.

When it was done and served, Shi Mo Yu was still quite satisfied, and he also had a little hard work of his own, well, he was very happy to cook for himself, and the two of them were also very happy together.

Duan Luo took a piece of yam, put it in her bowl, and said solemnly: "Ah Zheng, I will be responsible for you, I decided, after eating, I will go to her and tell her, whether she agrees or not, I will go to your house tomorrow to give a dowry." ”

Shi Moyu looked embarrassed and bowed his head silently.

She picked up the yam and ate it, ah, today's yam is sweeter than every day, sweet to her heart, her heart is very beautiful, and the happiness that pervades her can't help but laugh out loud.

"Are you happy?" Duan Luo asked her, the corners of his mouth slowly smiling, and tenderness.

"Well, I've been chasing you for so long, and I finally got my wish, and from now on, I'll spend every day smiling. After she finished with a smile, she put down her chopsticks again, a little aggrieved: "However, you still dislike it." ”

Duan Luo was puzzled: "Huh, it?" After thinking about it, he understood, walked over, and gently pressed his lips to the birthmark of the blue grass under her eyes, "Ah Zheng, what about this?"

He never disliked it, remembering that she was almost disfigured in order to get rid of her, he resented himself, why did he have duplicity in the first place, making both of them uncomfortable.

Shi Moyu's cheeks were as red as osmanthus, and the unhappiness in her heart dissipated, so she just waited for him to come to the house to give a dowry, although she knew that it was too difficult to get the gods to agree, but, no matter what, she got Azhu, who was his de facto wife, she lived here from today, if she didn't leave, it was a big deal, just worship heaven and earth, and the two of them held their own wedding.

The marriage between the two of them, they have the final say, only whether they want it or not, and there is no one else who agrees.

It's just that she can't not worry at all, Wu Le will kill her, how long can she be with Ah Zhu.

Creation makes people.

If they were like that, they didn't need to be adopted and depended on each other, perhaps, they would have been together a long time ago.

However, there is no if, and there is no maybe, she and Ah Zhu can't go back to the past, they can only look forward, it is their blessing to live forever, and it is their luck to count one day as a day.

Duan Luo said, "I'm done eating, you wait here, I'll go talk to her." ”

Shi Moyu asked him, "What are you going to say?"

"I want to marry Shi Mo Yu to be my city, please agree. ”

"Wouldn't it be too direct?"

"You know, I won't be tactful, and besides, I didn't think she said yes, I didn't hold out any hope, I just said it to her out of politeness. After speaking, he stood up: "Wait for my news." ”

An hour passed, another hour slipped away, seeing noon, Shi Moyu finally waited for Duan Luo, Duan Luo closed the door and hugged her, the excited and enthusiastic bamboo fragrance lingered between her lips and teeth for a long time, and then stared at her delicate little face: "She agreed." The date was also set, the twelfth of the winter month. Ah Zheng, in two months, we will be together, happy?"

Shi Mo Yu was dizzy just now, and then he came to his senses: "Of course I'm happy." But, Azhu, why did you come back?" the hand stroked his face, "She hit you again?"

*

Duan Luo said to Wu Le so directly, Wu Le had just sent Wu Yunbai and Shi Mosheng away, his eyes were still red, Duan Luo thought she was angry, but there were too many lice and he didn't bite, he was not afraid of beating and scolding too much, so he was stubborn, and looked at Wu Le with a straight waist.

The more Wu Le looked at him, the more angry he became, originally, he wanted to adopt a child and comfort himself, who knows, he has no shadow of him at all, she regrets it very much, but she is a god, and it is impossible to say that if you don't want it, you don't want it.

She didn't expect that he was becoming less and less obedient and sensible when he was a child, and even lifelong events were notices, not discussions.

She came over and shouted, "Get on your knees!"

Duan Luo knelt down, his waist straight.

Then, a slap struck him like a thunderbolt, and his face was tilted to the right, and the burning pain showed him what that meant.

"Do you really want to marry her?"

"Really. ”

As soon as the words fell, another loud slap in the face.

"Know why I hit you?"

"I know, but I still have to marry Ah Zheng. ”

He was ready, and sure enough, Wu Le's third slap was harder than just now, and he felt the world spin, and the pain spread from his cheek to his heart.

And then there's the third ...... Tenth ...... Twentieth, every time, Wu Le used all his strength, and every time he hit, he would ask: "Are you still married?"

After twenty slaps, Wu Le was tired and panting, she pointed to Duan Luo's nose, and was silent for a while, Duan Luo was ready to accept another round of beatings, she was her nominal mother, so she had the right to beat him, who let him come back with her back then. But to his surprise, Wu Le stared at him for a long time, and actually laughed, the laughter made him creepy, Wu Le laughed for a while, and said something that surprised him even more: "It seems that you really like Shi Mo Yu, that's good, I won't be a wicked mandarin duck with a stick, your hand, it's good in two months, the twelfth month of winter, the twelfth month of winter, these two months, while preparing, while recuperating from injuries." ”

After she finished speaking, she pulled up Duan Luo as if she was in a dream, and stroked his face with a worried look: "Son, does it hurt, my mother was too heavy just now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Duan Luo didn't understand, why did she suddenly agree, maybe, what kind of conspiracy did this mean, could it be, did she want to take Ah Zheng's life more closely? But she felt that before the three major movements, Ah Zheng was valuable to her, and she would not do it.

"Thank you, I'll take my leave. ”

"Wait, you will scare Shi Mo Yu like this, come, my mother will give you medicine, and then go back when the swelling is reduced." ”

It was too hard. It wasn't until noon that it wasn't so swollen, but it was still a little red, and I shouldn't be able to see that I was slapped twenty times in a row.

Duan Luo recalled this, and felt as if his face hurt again, but said indifferently: "No matter what, it doesn't matter, we will soon be able to become husband and wife, soon, Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng......" He read her name over and over again, hugged him hard, and didn't believe that this was true.

On this day, despite some reluctance, Duan Luo still let Shi Moyu go home.

*

Shi Mosheng vigorously pushed open the door of Wule Palace, the maid who served Wule to comb her hair was startled, the comb fell to the ground, Wule asked her to go out, comb it herself, waited for a while, and asked Shi Mosheng: "Son, are you here to see your mother?"

"Duan Luo is your own child, what am I?!"

"Son, you ...... Why are you talking to your mother like this?"

Shi Mo shouted: "If I were your son, why would you agree to Duan Luo marrying Mo Yu? I like Mo Yu, Mo Yu is mine! Duan Luo She robbed me of my name and my identity, but you still have to give my beloved to him, how can I believe that you are my biological mother!"

"Son, listen to me. It's just temporary, Wule City is in trouble, and when you need Shi Mo Yu, if I don't agree, Duan Luo won't let Shi Mo Yu play the Requiem, and Wu Yue City will be ruined, and my mother can't help it, don't worry, Shi Mo Yu is still yours, but if you want to be with her, you must eradicate Duan Luo. As a mother, I can't think of any perfect plan for a while. ”

"What you said is true?"

"It's too late for my mother to love you, I can't wait to give you what you lost, the best in the world, everything you want, how can I lie to you? ”

Shi Mosheng's voice softened: "Mother, you don't have to apologize, you have unbearable hardships, I can understand." ”

Wu Le smiled and said, "Good son." ”

"Mother, I'll help you comb your hair. ”

"Will you?"

"Yes. ”

"Thank you, son. "Wu Le experienced the feeling of being a mother for the first time, she was so happy, she could endure it for two more months, and she could make it public to the world.

The son also wants to be with Shi Moyu, this is absolutely not good, she does not allow that woman's adopted daughter to be her daughter-in-law.

Son, my mother is willing to give you anything, but Shi Mo Yu, my mother does not allow you to marry a woman who cannot get pregnant.