After he finished speaking, there was also three points of annoyance and three points of pity in his eyes, and he shook Ouyang Zhen's cold softness, Ouyang Zhen turned his head and was silent.

At this time, Wan Hui entered the door, her face was full of joy, and said, "What do you want to eat, Madame, speak as soon as possible, this body needs to be nourished more." ”

Ouyang Zhen saw her look happy, and asked suspiciously: "Why are you all laughing, Xiangling, is she okay?" ”

Wan Hui said in surprise: "Madame, didn't the Hou Ye tell you, Madam, you are happy." ”

Bun in the oven?!

Ouyang Zhen only felt that his mind was blank.

"Happy? There are happy ......" she muttered, turning her head mechanically to look at Chu Huotian.

Chu Huotian smiled and took her in his arms: "I just saw that you just woke up, and I was afraid that you would be too excited and hurt your body, so I wanted to wait and tell you." ”

Ouyang Zhen looked at Wan Hui, who was full of joy, and then at Chu Huotian, who was as tender as water on his face, the buzzing in his head became louder and louder, looking at their two lips opening and closing, but he didn't know what they were talking about.

Chu Huotian was stunned when she was overjoyed, laughed, hugged her tightly and said, "Ji'er, look, you have our child." Ha ha! Our children! He laughed with endless joy, and his eyes were full of tenderness and pride. It seems that this is his first child.

"Kid!" Ouyang Zhen suddenly came to his senses. Suddenly, as if he collapsed, he fell into Chu Huotian's arms, unable to say a word.

Chu Huotian saw that her face was pale, thinking that she was hungry, so he hurriedly went to serve bird's nest porridge. He lowered his head and said to her with pity: "Don't worry, I must be very hurt by this child." Hehe, I didn't know you were pregnant with a child and could make me so happy. Haha......"

Ouyang Zhen was buried in his arms, and his laughter shook her heart. All of a sudden, her thoughts became more and more shattered.

He personally fed her bird's nest porridge and ate it bite by bite, and stayed in the "Jingyun Pavilion" at night.

The night is bright and the stars are sparse, and the grass and insects are chirping. The tranquility of a room.

Ouyang Zhen couldn't sleep, he only stared at the cloud-white silk tent above his head with big eyes open, and Chu Huotian beside him was already asleep, making a slight breathing sound. Ouyang Zhen turned his head and looked quietly, but saw that his face was as handsome as jade and his demeanor was like a god. If you look at it on weekdays, a face is not domineering, but the momentum is very breathtaking.

But now that it's night, his eyebrows and eyes have softened in his dream, as if he has dreamed of something, and a smile tuggs at the corner of his mouth. His hand was across her waist, as if he was afraid of touching her stomach, and he stiffened to protect it, not even daring to relax his sleep.

Ouyang Zhen looked at it, and tears fell.

Drop by drop, it snaked on the surface and dripped into the quilt.

Silently shed a burst of tears, and simply got up.

The night was as cold as water, the maids were resting, and Wanhui was already asleep. She walked in the dark hallway, wearing only embroidered shoes with cotton soles, and walked to the backyard blankly.

There was silence all around. She stepped up to the gazebo, sat on the cold stone bench, looked around blankly, sat for a while, as if remembering something, and suddenly sang in a low voice:

"Xiaomeng is sad, tears are dry, and the blue bird does not pass on foreign letters. The red path is full, the fragrant butterflies are splendid, and the stone is cool and frightening. Lang Xinyuan, concubine love is difficult to ,......" she sang over and over again, two lines of tears meandering into a river on her face.

The long-sleeved man danced, and the thin summer shirt rippled in circles. The long hair fluttered in the night breeze. She sang and danced at the same time.

This word is prosperous, but it is frighteningly cold. I seem to have heard it somewhere, yes, yes, on the day the city broke. She shrank in the dark room, listening to the faint song over and over again, and the sound of words was carved into her heart.

The moon was lonely, as if even the moon in the sky was staring at her sorrow.

I don't know how long it took, but she danced and sat down on the ground. After being stunned for a while, he suddenly hid his face and cried bitterly.

"Are you unwilling to conceive our child?" A cold voice suddenly sounded, Ouyang Zhen raised his teary eyes and looked over, only to see Chu Huotian only wearing a coat and standing in front of the pavilion.

His face was half visible in the moonlight, half hidden in the shadows, and his tall body stood cold and motionless. Ouyang Zhen couldn't see his expression, and he didn't want to bother guessing anymore. He just sat on the ground and laughed lowly: "Child! Child! But what about my Ling Yu. I want my Ling Yu...... I was wrong, I shouldn't have sent her out......"

She laughed and laughed and turned into crying, struggling to crawl to him, her sideburns were messy under the moon, tears were sideways, and she only grabbed his robe and said: "Master Hou, do you know what it feels like, I dream of her every day, crying and asking me, why did the mother concubine send her out, why, she was hungry and tired outside, and she couldn't find the mother concubine...... I'm so ruthless...... It's so ruthless......"

Ouyang Zhen cried and lay on the cold ground, only to feel that his heart and lungs hurt so much that he had to take them out.

A desolate cry wrapped around the small courtyard like a thread. After some time, I only heard a sigh. Chu Huotian took off the robe on his body, wrapped her up, and held her in his hands.

She was as light as a feather in her hands, sobbing in a low voice helpless and aggrieved. His face was filled with pity: "I know that you are bitter in your heart, and I also know that you have endured a lot of grievances." But if you believe me, I will help you find your child. ”

Ouyang Zhen suddenly woke up from his trance: "Really? Her body shuddered and clutched at his cuffs, as if grasping at the last straw.

"Really, don't you believe what I Chu Dinghou said?" He laughed, and his laughter was so loud that it seemed to be able to drive away the darkness of the night.

Ouyang Zhen burst into tears and smiled, his depressed thoughts dispersed a lot, and he felt warm like spring wrapped in his robe. Chu Huotian looked at her with a smile, walked slowly into the house, and said as he walked: "Look at you, crying and laughing." They are all mothers, and they are still so willful. If you are stuffy in your heart, you will be suffocated. ”

Ouyang Zhen put his arms around his neck, only to feel that his eyes were swollen uncomfortably, so he leaned on his chest and did not speak.

Chu Huotian said in a low voice again: "I know, you have always had a knot in your heart. You don't believe in me that way. I didn't live with you before, so I shouldn't have ......," he said, with a long sigh.

Ouyang Zhen was also silent.

The two were silent, returned to the room, relaxed their clothes, and Chu Huotian hugged her and fell asleep, no longer mentioning it.

Ouyang Zhen was also tired of crying for a while and fell asleep.

On the second day, when Ouyang Zhen got up, Chu Huotian had already gone to court.