Huo Yixiao clasped Wen Yan's fingers.

Those involvements and contradictions are full of variables and risks.

He was the only one, and he was screwed with the emperor, and he was screwed, and he has been with the emperor all these years.

You can add another young child......

As far as Huo Yixiao's understanding of the emperor is concerned, it must not be screwed like this anymore.

If he really insisted on recording the "eldest grandson of the emperor" in the name of the Huo family, the emperor would directly issue an order to recognize his son and grandson regardless of his wishes.

At that time, everyone caught in the middle was in a dilemma; Everything can become complicated and tangled.

Huo Yixiao took a deep breath.

is a piece of chicken feathers, what does he do to give birth to a son, so that he will roll in the pile of chicken feathers from the moment he is born?

He looks like he's sick in the head?

Moreover, Wen Yan's body is also an aspect that cannot be ignored.

It was not easy for Mrs. Ji to come back with so much recuperation, which was a safe birth, but also a loss of vitality.

She still needs a lot more recuperation.

At least, you have to raise it to not be so afraid of the cold, and you won't sweat all over your neck after taking a nap, so that your body can be considered better.

"This recipe ......" Huo Yixiao looked at it seriously.

Helplessly, he recognized the names of these medicinal materials, many of them also recognized their appearances, and some of them knew their character, but when they were mixed together, he didn't understand what kind of effect they would have.

The prescription is a fraction of a millimeter.

"Let Imperial Doctor Ji take a look first," Huo Yixiao finished speaking, and added, "There are also good doctors among the people, wait for a copy to give me a copy, and I'll ask Ah Gui to find a few more and ask them all." ”

Wen Yan responded with a good voice.

Putting down the square, Huo Yixiao's hand fell on the collar of his shirt and loosened the button.

It was still hot in the room, and it was a little stuffy when he came in and sat down for so long.

Wen Yan got up and took the tea leaves to prepare tea.

Yes, he just came back from playing with Ebony outside, first rubbing the ointment, and then talking about things, but he didn't bother to drink two sips of water.

Small stove to boil water.

Wen Yan approached Huo Yixiao and asked with a smile: "Isn't it a pity that you can't be a father?" ”

She felt that Huo Yixiao's mood was not bad.

At the beginning, she mentioned that when she woke up from a dream, he frowned and was a little gloomy, but then he should have straightened out a lot, and the whole person slowly calmed down.

Wen Yan wanted to tease him, not just for fun, but because she wanted to hear him say that he was at the center.

Just "thinking about it" is not as good as "saying it".

In his previous life, Huo Yixiao was just piled up too many things in his heart, and there was no one to talk about, and there was no way to talk about it, so he was paranoid and depressed.

Some of them, he wanted to open, not so lingering, but they were still accumulated in his heart, and once they were stirred up, they were all painful.

Huo Yixiao raised his eyes to look at her.

Wen Yan smiled and looked at Huo Yixiao's eyes for a moment: "Regret?" ”

Huo Yixiao sighed.

Who laughs so much at the mention of "regret"?

Funny cats!

"It's just that I haven't been born in recent years, who can say for sure what will happen in the future," the knobby fingers fell on the prescription and nodded lightly, Huo Yixiao said, "Are you sure you need this prescription?" You haven't eaten any of this in your dreams, have you? It's only been eight years. ”

Wen Yan said: "I'm cold, because of my body." ”

"You're not in good health now," Huo Yixiao answered, "You can raise it first." ”

Wen Yan pursed his lips.

There is no way, no matter how good it is, it can't compare to Huo Yixiao's reasonableness.

One sentence crucified her.

I can't say it.

Jokes are jokes, and you can't ignore the business.

When the water was boiling, Huo Yixiao copied the prescription with a pen.

Wen Yan made tea, the aroma was overflowing, and she pushed one to him.

Huo Yixiao picked it up and blew it, his mouth was moist, and the breath in his throat seemed to disperse in an instant.

"Now that he is born, no one plays with him," Huo Yixiao opened his mouth slowly, "It's boring to be alone, wait until they have a son, and then talk about it." ”

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, almost choking on hot tea, she quickly put down the teacup, and laughed while sighing.

Putting aside so many karmic entanglements, this is also an important reason in Huo Yixiao's heart.

He grew up in the Huo family, he has no parents, but he has brothers.

Buddies of the same age are together, and there is too much fun.

Before he was taken back to the palace, he never knew what it meant to be "boring", "lonely", and "boring".

was naughty and mischievous together, and there were brothers who did bad things.

The brotherhood of his childhood, in his heart, is as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Huo Yixiao said again: "You can't just play with Ebony in the future." ”

Although, Ebony is very fun, but the claws are sharper.

It didn't matter if he was scratched a few times, the child's skin was tender, and he couldn't stand the angry ebony.

When Wen Yan saw him looking down at the back of his hand, he knew what Huo Yixiao was thinking.

She kept laughing with her cheeks, and said, "Ebony won't care about the little baby, and there are few little babies who can blow it up." ”

Huo Yixiao was noncommittal.

So a cat with a grudge.

It really takes care of a child, and if it thinks the doorrail stumbles on the child's foot, it can scratch the door.

At night, Ebony gets a bowl of thick fish soup.

Swallow Hutong sent it, Mama Wu is used to cooking for it, and it will be uncomfortable if you don't do it for a day.

At noon, he killed a fish, washed it and stewed it, and then thought that Ebony went to the new house with Wen Yan.

What cats drink is naturally not the same as what people drink.

Mama Wu could only continue to stew, maybe Ebony was hungry, so she ran back to Yanzi Hutong.

It's just that Mama Wu didn't know that Ebony fell into the water in the afternoon, and finally cleaned up her fur and didn't want to go out again.

When it was dark and the cats were nowhere to be seen, Mama Wu brought the fish soup.

It can't be wasted.

Ebony was happy when she smelled the fish.

The fish soup was still lukewarm, and it licked several bites in a row.

Wen Yan watched it drink and took the opportunity to stroke his hair fiercely.

Huo Yixiao came out of the clean room, sat down to wipe his hair, and looked at Wen Yan and the black cat with interest.

"When did Zhu Mao give birth to his son?" Huo Yixiao asked.

He had just remembered this stubble.

Zhu Sheng couldn't count on it.

Zhu Huan and Zhu Yu have not even skimmed the eight characters.

I still have to let Zhu Mao give birth to a son quickly.

Since he has taken the title of the eldest son of the emperor, he simply took the name of the eldest grandson of the emperor as well.

This name is not a little good, and it causes a lot of trouble, and some people quickly accept it, which also saves trouble.

Wen Yan thought for a while and said, "When I entered Beijing, his eldest son was born not long ago, that is, in the thirteenth year of Ruiyong. ”

Huo Yixiao's movements in his hands paused.

Now, the wax moon of Ruiyong's ten years is in sight.

Counting the pregnancy of October, there are still more than two years before Zhu Mao excitedly rubs his hands and waits for the birth of the child.

Tut!

In addition to Zhu Mao's main concubine, there are also side concubines and concubines in the house.

After spending such a lot of effort, it will take more than two years, Zhu Mao is not in good health, right?

The mutton pot is supplemented, and I don't know where it has been supplemented.