Xie Wanqing continued: "Xu Yunqing, this person, seems to be planning everything for me. It's just that, from the beginning to the end, he never asked me if I wanted to. ”

Speaking of this, Xie Wanqing's eyes were red, and she choked up: "I'm not afraid of His Highness's jokes, but in fact, I never know if Xu Yunqing has ever liked me." ”

Then he said happily: "This step is never up to me. The fact that I only married Dong Lang fulfilled my wish. ”

He Mian'er pondered for a while and asked, "Then, the son of King Chen is not in the Mansion of the Marquis of Bernne at the moment, do you know?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Xie Wanqing was slightly in a trance, and then calmed down, and said: "Even if this is the case, there are people from the Bourne Marquis Mansion to take care of it, what does it matter to me?" ”

When He Mian'er heard this, she couldn't help but be surprised, and asked, "That young child, don't you want to see him?" ”

In the second half of the sentence, she didn't say it, but the five-year-old child was, after all, Xie Wanqing's own flesh and blood. Ever since she became a mother, she has been thinking about Shuo Ye every day, where she can separate him from herself.

Xie Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, her eyes were red, but she gritted her teeth and said: "I said a long time ago, this step by step is not up to me, and it is not easy to marry Dong Lang..."

In the latter part, she didn't say the subtext, but He Mian'er understood, how could she live well with a drag oil bottle.

"Left and right, the Bernhou family will not lack a bite to eat for him." Xie Wanqing then added, and seemed to be comforting herself.

He Mian'er didn't know whether to tell her the real situation of the child.

She could see that Xie Wanqing seemed to be living happily. Even, when Xie Wanqing spoke, she always protected her stomach intentionally or unintentionally, probably because she was pregnant with a child.

Xie Wanqing probably didn't want Chen Xian to come and disturb her current happiness.

He Mian'er was silent for a while, and after a while, she squeezed out a smile and said, "I see that you have a good life." ”

Xie Wanqing wiped her tears and pretended to be relaxed: "I'm just a little woman, and if I can take care of me and remember my husband all the time, I am content." ”

Turning his head to He Mian'er, he said, "Wanqing also hopes that His Royal Highness can wait for his own happiness as soon as possible." Daughters are easy to get, and lovers are rare. ”

He Mian'er could see that Xie Wanqing blessed herself from the bottom of her heart, and said at the moment: "Borrow your auspicious words." ”

Speaking of this, Dong Lang in Xie Wanqing's mouth could be heard outside: "Your Highness, Your Highness, my wife is still pregnant, you have to pay attention." ”

Such a noisy shouting sounds a bit unorthodox to everyone.

He Mian'er listened, but she stood up indifferently and said to Xie Wanqing: "You sit down." We're going too. ”

Xie Wanqing smiled and said, "It's okay for me to stand for a while." The countrymen didn't see it, which made His Highness laugh. ”

Having said that, the sweetness between the words is perceptible.

He Mian'er ordered someone to open the door, and saw that the short and chubby young man walked in in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to salute her, so he hurriedly walked towards Xie Wanqing.

The look of anxiety and worry did not seem to be fake.

"Let's go." He Mian'er said to the crowd outside. I only heard someone outside say loudly: "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess Huaimian is driving." ”

Later, only Xie Wanqing and her husband shouted, "Congratulations to Your Highness." ”

He Mian'er was helped by Caifeng to get into the carriage, but her heart still echoed what Xie Wanqing said.

It's just that recalling the pitiful eyes of that little child, she can't bear it again.

He Mian'er has been in this Bernehou Mansion for a few days, and the key account book is also in hand, and she is now preparing to leave for Beijing on the second day.

There was speculation in the Bournehou Mansion that He Mian'er came this time completely for a private matter with Xie Wanqing, and she was a lot more relaxed at the moment.

"Bournehou, tomorrow the Japanese Palace will return to Beijing, there is something to worry about Bournehou." He Mian'er said. balance

Na Bournehou immediately packed the ticket and said: "As long as you can do it in the next place, you must go all out." Your Highness, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

He Mian'er was a little embarrassed: "This palace wants to ask for someone with Bournehou." ”

The Marquis of Bo immediately understood in his heart and said: "Your Highness's mind, the little one understands." ”

He Mian'er begged for the person, and he was the one who was pitiful to the official. He knew so much that she couldn't take the risk of leaving him in the Bernhou Mansion until it was done.

probably thinking that the eldest princess would leave the mansion tomorrow, Bo Enhou inevitably relaxed his vigilance a little.

At the farewell party that night, Bernhou was poured a few glasses of wine by Feng Xianchuan and drank drunk.

This night, when everyone in the house was relaxing, He Mian'er went to the small courtyard where the group of beggars had been placed before with Xu Yunqing.

"Now, if you want, I will take you to find your mother." He Mian'er said to Chen Xian, who had been waiting here for a long time.

The child's eyes showed eager eagerness, and he nodded again and again.

Seeing this, He Mian'er couldn't bear to say some things. But he couldn't help but speak: "You have to be mentally prepared, your mother may not be able to take you to live with you now." ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Xian's eyes were already full of tears.

He Mian'er touched his head, because of the lice on his head, he was already shaved bald, and it was a little prickly to the touch.

"Let's go." She took Chen Xian's hand, and the three of them rode the same horse, if they came in time, they would be able to rush back to the Bournehou Mansion tomorrow morning.

Although it is the height of summer, it is inevitably a little cool in the middle of the night.

The sound of horses' hooves was bursting, and several people walked at night, but they all had their own hearts.

He Mian'er already knew that Xie Wanqing would not want to give birth to this child, but she still decided to take this poor child to meet her mother.

This is the mother he has been looking forward to for a long time, and it is also the mother who once gave him warmth. He once walked down the street holding his hand and buying him sweet sweets.

Along the way, the child kept shedding tears.

After two years of suffering, he has learned to close his mouth and cry silently, instead of howling and crying as before.

When he was about to reach the courtyard, the child couldn't help the joy on his face.

The horses stopped at the door of the small courtyard, and it was late at night, and most of the people had already fallen asleep.

Xu Yunqing hugged He Mian'er and Xiao'er off the horse and gently buckled the courtyard door.

This soft knock is especially noticeable in the middle of the night. Strangely, the people in the room soon lit the lamp, followed by the sound of someone getting dressed and coming out.

"Who?" I only heard Xie Wanqing ask softly.

"Me." He Mian'er replied. I already heard the child beside me sobbing.

Xie Wanqing opened the door without the slightest hesitation. Taking advantage of the blurred light, she saw the child beside He Mian'er.

"A-Niang~" The little boy suddenly pounced on him and hugged his mother tightly.

Xie Wanqing was taken aback, thinking of the child in her belly, she pushed back at the moment and withdrew the child alive.

When the child saw his mother, he couldn't hug him, and he was pushed away by his mother's palm, how could he not be sad?

At the moment, he couldn't help but cry, he couldn't imagine that his mother, who had always loved him deeply, would treat him like this.