Nichuhe suddenly remembered something, "Didn't you say that I had no children in my life?" So what else is there to talk about giving him children? If I have no children in my life, do I have to die? ”

Wouldn't she be sad?

Wu Yuechen shook his head, looking like wilted grass, "Because I lost the Song family's child in a fit of anger at that time, this cause and effect should be on you, although the Song family's child will die sooner or later, but you still owe this life."

In other words, now you owe the fourth master a child, and you can get pregnant normally, but your physique is not easy to get pregnant, so you haven't conceived a child for so long. ”

Nichuhe was speechless.

She is not easy to get pregnant and give birth to the fourth master? Are you kidding?

Who knows how long it will take? She's not young anymore, okay.

Well, no, she's only 27 years old now, which is not young at this time, but just right for modern times.

But giving birth to a child is very dangerous, this is a desperate battle.

Nichuhe rubbed his temples, tired.

Why did she have to face such a choice?

If she doesn't go back, she can only wait for death, and she may not be able to go back to modern times.

But she didn't want to die yet, she still had a good life to live, and Amma and her brother were waiting for her.

Now that she's gone, Ama and her brother won't be able to hide it, what should they do?

Wu Yuechen stroked her forehead, "You're tired, sleep for a while, I'll take you back as soon as possible." ”

Nichuhe was sleepy again, and gradually closed his eyes.

Wu Yuechen dropped a kiss on her forehead and murmured, "Hehe, I don't want you to go back, I wish we could stay here for the rest of our lives, I still want to marry you, and I want to have a lot of kittens with you, but I can't let you have trouble, compared to your safety, everything else is not important." ”

A hot tear fell on her cheek, blurring in the blink of an eye.

Ten days later

An ordinary-looking horse-drawn carriage drove at a high speed on the official road, and the farther north it went, the more yellow the vegetation and trees became, and the more sparse the leaves became.

In the thickly padded carriage, Nichuhe was wrapped in a thick futon, half asleep.

Wu Yuechen held her in his arms and rested with his eyes closed.

Feeling the bumps of the carriage under him, Ni Chuhe's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, raising his eyes to see Wu Yuechen beside him with his eyes closed and tired.

In order to maintain her spirit these days, Xiao Chen has wasted a lot of spiritual power, and she is obviously very tired at this time, so she will fall asleep.

Nichuhe took his hand and closed his eyes again.

Three days ago, Ni Chuhe and Wu Yuechen left Quanzhou Mansion and went all the way north, and what they said to Rumei was that Wu Yuechen took her to God to heal her.

Maybe it'll come back after a while, maybe it won't come back at all.

After all, Nichuhe didn't want them to be sad about their "death", so he left a hope.

Before leaving, Ni Chuhe wrote a letter and handed it to the money shopkeeper, transferring all the business except for Le Wei Xuan to Xia Songshao.

In addition, they were temporarily entrusted to Xia Songshao.

The house and Le Weixuan were left to Rumei and Ge Qing.

She didn't even have time to wait for Ge Qing and Rumei to slowly develop their relationship, and only told Ge Qing her identity as a woman, which can be regarded as solving Rumei's lifelong event before leaving.

And Lezhi still has a father and a mother.

This decade of affection may end here.

Because her body waits for no one, Wu Yuechen took her directly to set off regardless of the cold weather on the road, only bringing enough clothes, bedding and dry food.

……

Forbidden city

Two days before Chinese New Year's Eve, people everywhere in the Forbidden City have already pasted couplets, and the lights are colorful, and there is joy everywhere.

There was an occasional movement between the palaces, and the brothers gathered together for a drink or two.

It was night, at the beginning of the day, Prince Yong Yinzhen had just come out of Prince Cheng's mansion, wearing a dark mink fur cloak, abandoning the carriage, stepping on the snow, and walking slowly on the way home.

It had just snowed, and the earth was covered in snow, and the thick snow on the branches of the trees bent the branches, shaking off a snowflake and falling down.

The sound of creaking snow under your feet is endless, and you can hear it inexplicably quiet and soothing.

The two servants carried lanterns in front, and the others followed behind.

At this time, a sound of horses' hooves sounded rapidly, and then a small servant of the palace rode a horse quickly to the front of Prince Yong, and then quickly jumped off the horse, and beat a thousand children neatly, "The slave greets the master." ”

Prince Yong frowned and stared at the little guy who suddenly appeared, "Get up, what happened?" ”

The little servant stood up, bent over, and as he spoke, the hot breath in his mouth erupted, and a white mist appeared in the air, "Father-in-law Su asked the servant to report to the master, saying that there was news from the other courtyard that the master of Guerjia had woken up." ”

There was silence in the air.

The little guy held his breath, I don't know why, I didn't dare to make a sound again, and my heart went up and down.

Prince Yong, who was standing there, never moved, as if he had turned into a sculpture, and even his facial expression was calm, without a trace of waves, as if he had heard nothing.

I don't know how long it took, Prince Yong, who was standing motionless in front of him, finally reacted, but his expression was still faint, and his tone was calm and calm, "Go back and tell Fu Jin that you have something to do, and you won't go back tonight." ”

The little guy breathed a sigh of relief, answered the "chirp", jumped on the horse again, and went in the direction of Prince Yong's mansion.

Yinzhen stood for a while, then got into the carriage that followed, and calmly ordered, "Go to the other courtyard." ”

The coachman hurriedly threw his horsewhip and drove the car to the western suburbs.

Yin Zhen sat smoothly in the carriage, his hands on his knees, his eyes slightly closed, no different from Su Rili.

Because the snow road was difficult to walk, it was an hour later to arrive at the gate of the other courtyard.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Yinzhen, who was sitting upright, opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car, and without waiting for the little girl to squat down and make pedals with his back, he stepped on the ground with a pair of feet and strode towards the courtyard.

The little guy who followed closely behind hurriedly followed with a lantern.

Outside the main house of the annex was as bright as day, magpies and Dengmei went in and out, one with a basin of water, the other with a wooden tray with an empty porridge bowl on it, after seeing Prince Yong who came over, the two of them hurriedly curtsied and saluted, "The slave greets the master." ”

Yin Zhen kept a calm face, ignored it, and strode into the house.

The magpie and Dengmei looked at each other and smiled happily.

It can be regarded as keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon.

Sui'er stayed in front of the bed, wiped her tears, and cried, "Gege, you can be considered awake, Sui'er still thinks that you will never wake up, you are scared to death Sui'er." ”

Nichuhe lay on the bed, his face almost transparent.

I just was served by the maids and wiped my body, drank some porridge, and felt a lot more comfortable, but I still didn't have much energy, and I wanted to sleep, but Sui'er made her have a headache and couldn't sleep.

She didn't speak, first, she really didn't have any energy, and second, she couldn't interject.

At this moment, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a man in a navy blue robe entering the room, and just handed the dark cloak to the maid beside him, a pair of deep black eyes stared at her for a moment.