The Dou family sent a few grandmothers to accompany the car, and Wei Tingzhen escorted the Tian family back to the Jining Hou Mansion.

Wei Tingyu, who had received the letter, was already waiting in front of the Hanging Flower Gate.

"How could my mother suddenly faint?" He stepped forward in three steps and two steps, lifted the curtain and asked Wei Tingzhen, "Does it matter?" What did the doctor say? ”

Because there was still the Dou family's grandmother next to the carriage, Tian had no choice but to continue to pretend to be unconscious.

Wei Tingzhen sneered a few times and said, "Ask your daughter-in-law to go!" ”

What's going on with Dou Ming?

Wei Tingyu was stunned.

Wei Tingzhen looked angry in her heart, pushed Wei Tingyu away, was supported by her personal maid, and got out of the carriage.

The servant woman of the Wei family hurriedly carried the soft sedan chair over.

Wei Tingzhen commanded the servant woman to carry Tian to the soft sedan chair, and sent the servant woman of the Dou family, and together with Mama Jin and others, she hugged the soft sedan chair and entered the weeping flower gate, and did not glance at Wei Tingyu from the corner of her eyes from beginning to end, as if he was an irrelevant person.

Wei Tingyu felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

He silently followed Wei Tingzhen into the east wing, and when Wei Tingzhen settled the Tian family, he sat on the Taishi chair in the wing room with his head down and waited for Wei Tingzhen to come out.

Wei Tingzhen saw his younger brother's cowardice, he was angry and helpless, and said again about going to Huaishu Hutong, and said: "Mother is fine, her old man is most at ease with you, you go and see her old man!" He added, "If you can control your daughter-in-law, how can your mother be so humiliated by the Dou family?" ”

Wei Tingyu was so angry that his face turned purple, and he turned around and walked out.

Wei Tingzhen hurriedly grabbed Wei Tingyu and said, "Why are you going?" ”

"I'm going to take a break from Dou Ming!" Wei Tingyu said angrily, "I'd rather be alone for the rest of my life than be with such a femme fatale!" ”

"Nonsense!" Wei Tingzhen shouted loudly, "Who is the Dou family? Dou Ming is what you said you could take a break? Where did you divorce your wife, and what did you leave your mother with? All I say is that you're a family. If you're sensible, why are you still like a child? ”

After all, this matter is related to the Tian family, and when it comes to it, the Tian family has to be involved.

Wei Tingyu lowered his head and was silent.

Wei Tingzhen looked distressed, and her voice eased: "Don't worry too much, my mother said that she would teach her the rules herself, she just needs to be obedient." It is not without help. ”

What else could it be?

Wei Tingyu was remorseful.

Wei Tingzhen took Wei Tingyu's hand: "Okay, let's not talk about these bad things, let's go see my mother and talk to her old man." ”

Wei Tingyu nodded and entered the wing room with Wei Tingzhen.

And Dou Ming, who was resting in Tian's inner room, heard a sound. Hurriedly sent Mama Zhou out to investigate, and heard that the Tian family and Wei Tingzhen went to Huaishu Hutong to count her, but they were choked by the people of the Dou family and fainted, she suddenly trembled with anger, and screamed: "I'm really blind!" I thought my mother-in-law was kind, but it turned out to be just a wasp tail needle, and she wanted to make a virtuous and virtuous appearance. A hundred, a thousand times more disgusting than the one who speaks evil words! He asked again, "What about Master Hou?" Are you being dragged by my sister-in-law to talk about yourself again? ”

Dou Ming asked the little maid to reveal the news of her miscarriage to the little girl around Wei Tingyu, and Wei Tingyu really ran over regardless of his previous suspicions, not only discussing with the doctor what medicine to use. And he personally looked at the medicine he caught, so he asked Mama Zhou to fry it, and her attentive attitude gave her a little comfort when she had just lost her child.

But this warmth has not lasted for half an hour. Wei Tingyu was called out by the little guy and never returned.

Mama Zhou persuaded: "Madam." Your body is weak, so don't worry about these things. No matter how Mrs. Tai and the eldest aunt and grandmother jump up and down, it is a fact that they have caused you to lose your little son, and the Dou family will not let them come nonsense. ”

Dou Ming still didn't understand her hatred, she instructed Mama Zhou: "You have to find a way to send a letter to Liuye Lane Hutong and tell my grandmother about me." ”

Mama Zhou also felt that the Wei family was too deceitful, so she nodded "yes" and quietly sent someone to deliver a letter to Liuye Lane Hutong.

And Dou Zhao, who was far away in the British Mansion in the east of the city, didn't know what was going on in the Jining Marquis Mansion.

Song Mo almost counted the days and counted her pregnancy, and in one to three months, she invited Wang Ju, the imperial doctor who was best at gynecology in Tai Hospital, to enter the house to diagnose Dou Zhao's pulse, and after diagnosing the happy pulse without any suspense, Wang Ju had not left, he sent someone to Jing'an Temple Hutong and Mao'er Hutong to report the good news, but the tocolytic medicine opened by Wang Ju had not yet been decocted, Dou Shiying rushed over with a large bag of supplements, pulled Song Mo to get drunk, and patted Song Mo on the shoulder and gave him a stack of silver tickets, asking Song Mo to take good care of Dou Zhao, don't make her angry, Even if you can't sleep alone, don't be at home, there are many alleys in the area of the Thousand Buddha Temple, there are many private yards, no matter what, let the child land in peace.

Dou Zhao couldn't cry or laugh.

In the evening, Song Mo came back, and after washing, he leaned on the bedside to read as usual.

She leaned on his shoulder, wrapped her arms around his waist, and asked him, "I heard that there are many private courtyards near the Thousand Buddha Temple?" ”

These little rabbit cubs only know how to please Dou Zhao, and what he said to people on the front foot, they passed it on to Dou Zhao on the back foot, so that Yi Zhitang now has no secrets about Dou Zhao at all.

Song Mo slandered, but in his heart he was like a mirror, to put it simply, it was all for him to get used to, but he didn't feel annoyed in his heart, but found it interesting.

His eyes were fixed on the book, but his mind was all on his waist - Dou Zhao's thin and creamy hands rubbed against his waist with a slight coolness, and from time to time his fingertips went down, pausing for a moment, as if hesitating whether to continue down.

"That's it!" He said a little absent-mindedly, "And all of them are like Zhao Zishu, selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, and they have their own characteristics, which is really a good place to spend time." ”

Dou Zhao bit his ear and whispered, "Then do you want to go?" ”

"Yes!" Song Mo put down the book in his hand and said with a straight face, "It's a man who wants to go!" ”

I don't know why, it was obviously a joke from a husband and wife, and Dou Zhao was also very sure that Song Mo would not go to that kind of place, but when she heard Song Mo say this, she still felt uncomfortable for a while, and even lay down a little depressed, and asked Song Mo, "Is Zhao Zishu the number one brand there?" ”

Just like what new dishes are on the drunken fairy building, which courtyards in the Hutong of the Thousand Buddha Temple are the most popular, and they are all Kyoto's freehand handsome sons who can be as good as a few treasures. Although Song Mo rarely set foot in the Thousand Buddha Temple. But what are the characteristics of the most popular courtyards in the Hutong of Thousand Buddha Temple, he has also heard of it, and wants to laugh with Dou Zhao with a good taste, but when he turned around, he saw a trace of ridicule flashing in Dou Zhao's eyes, and his smile was not as sweet as before.

Could it be that Dou Zhao is jealous?

The thought popped into his mind.

He immediately dismissed his own thoughts.

Dou Zhao has always been generous, how could he eat such unreasonable flying vinegar?

Thinking so in his heart, his eyes couldn't help but stare at Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao's expression. No matter how you look at it, you are a little disappointed, and you don't have the joy just now......

When Song Mo was at his uncle's house in the past, he hated those cousins and cousins twisting and pinching the most, and he didn't know where to think of it without saying two sentences, and he was jealous of all kinds of sourness. The face is abominable. But this person was replaced by Dou Zhao, but his heart was like a purple clay pot on the small red clay stove, gurgling and bubbling happily.

He leaned over to look at her on his elbows, and said in a pretended mutter, "I don't know, I haven't been." However, my father-in-law gave me 10,000 taels of silver tickets. I thought, even for the sake of these ten thousand taels of silver tickets, I can't go, or else. Won't I become a soft eater?! ”

This guy, when did he become able to run horses in his mouth?

Dou Zhao couldn't help but burst out laughing and slapped Song Mo.

Song Mo suddenly felt a terrible itch, and there was a pillar of optimus there. It was so hard that it hurt a little.

He couldn't help but sigh softly.

No wonder others say that there is something in the eyes of a lover, no matter what Dou Zhao does. In his eyes, it has become a pleasure.

There are still seven months before Dou Zhao gives birth, should he move to the study to sleep?

Song Mo was entangled there, and Dou Zhao saw that Song Mo was suddenly silent, and his face was stunned, and he couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter?" ”

Hearing Dou Zhao's crisp and pleasant voice, Song Mo felt that he was simply worried.

Even if you can't do anything, don't you be just as happy when you talk and laugh with Dou Zhao like this?

He asked Dou Zhao: "You say, is he a boy or a girl?" ”

"What kind of child the Bodhisattva gives, what kind of child we will have, what kind of child is there to guess?" Dou Zhao said with a smile.

"You have to give your child a name, right?" Song Mo was very longing, and said, "If we give our child a boy's name and turn out to be a girl, won't she blame us for the rest of her life?" ”

"Then it's better to have the same name for the boy and the girl." Dou Zhao said, "It doesn't matter if you give birth to a boy or a girl." ”

"It's July next year, right? At that time, it was still very hot during the day, so this year I had to save some ice to avoid prickly heat in my child. ”

"Good! I'll talk to you tomorrow! ”

The couple muttered stupid things, which made people laugh, but the two of them spoke very seriously, and they didn't fall asleep in a daze until the third watch.

Like Song Mo and Dou Zhao, the lights were blown out in the middle of the night, as well as the British prince Song Yichun and the second grandfather Song Han.

If Song Mo gives birth to a son, the position of the son of the world will be more stable.

Even if he gave birth to a daughter, it proved that Song Mo could give birth, and he could give birth to a concubine without a sister-in-law.

Is that the end of it?

He is willing to stop, will Song Mo stop?

Song Yichun tossed and turned on the bed.

Song Han copied the Lotus Sutra under the lamp.

Qixia, the eldest girl in his house, persuaded him: "It's so late, the second master should rest early, and it's not too late to get up tomorrow and copy again." ”

Song Han said, "Go and pour me a cup of hot tea." "The root has no intention of resting.

Qi Xia was personally selected by Song Yichun for Song Han, Song Han is usually polite to her, after a long time, Qi Xia couldn't help but be a little casual in front of Song Han, and smiled when she heard the words and went to pull out Song Han's pen: "Second master, just listen to the slave!" You still have to study with Mr. tomorrow morning, sleep late, you want to doze off, Grandpa Guo knows about it, and he will reprimand you again......"

"!" Without warning, Song Han kicked Qi Xia, "Are you the master or am I the master?" Still can't tell you? Do you want your master to serve someone else tomorrow? ”

If there are outsiders present, they will see that Song Han's kicking posture is exactly the same as Song Yichun's.

Qi Xia never dreamed that Song Han would show such a hideous face.

She shuddered, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The slave and maid should die, beg the second master to spare the slave and maid this time, and the slave and maid will go to make tea for the second master." ”

Song Han let out an "um".

Qi Xia hurriedly crawled out of the study, only to find that her little stomach was twitching and hurting badly.

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Sisters, I'm going out this Saturday and Sunday, and I have to save two manuscripts in these two days, so I can only change them alone, and I'll compensate you when I come back!

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