The carriage passed through the path in the woods, stirring up a cloud of dust, Yunzhu lowered the curtain, and his face was full of joy: "It's okay now, when you go back to the Hou Mansion, the young lady will be able to recuperate." ”

Jiang Yingli twisted her eyebrows, and after listening to Yunzhu's words, she suddenly remembered something, and told the two of them in a deep voice: "After I go back, don't tell my mother about my slippery tire, so as not to worry her, you know?" ”

Yunzhu is naturally based on Jiang Yingliang's orders, but Jing'er, she was arranged by Mrs. Hou to take care of Jiang Yingliang, and she was a little hesitant at the moment.

"Miss, if I don't say it, I'm afraid that Madame will blame you, and besides, your body is ......," she said worriedly.

Jiang Yingli patted her hand lightly, signaling her to rest assured: "I know that my body will be fine, if I let my mother know that I slipped the tire, I am afraid that I will be angry and cause her body to be unhappy, besides, if my mother knows that the blame will be blamed, I will bear it." ”

Jing'er bit her lip, obviously still not easy to agree.

Jiang Yingli glanced at Yun Zhu, Yun Zhu immediately leaned over and comforted her with a smile: "Good Jing'er, you promise to come down, Miss is not holding back forever, just slowly." ”

Jing'er looked at Yunzhu on the left and Jiang Yingli on the right, and for a long time, Kankan nodded.

Yunzhu took her hand and said two sentences in succession: "Good Jing'er." ”

Jing'er lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

The coachman drove a little fast, but fortunately, the path in the forest was gentle, there were no bumps, and it took about an hour to arrive at the Hou Mansion.

As soon as she heard that Jiang Yingli had arrived at the door, Mrs. Hou's original intention of taking a rest instantly dissipated, and she led the maid to pick up the person in a hurry.

Jiang Yingli passed by the hundred-year-old apricot blossom tree in the backyard, and saw Mrs. Hou walking briskly while dressing up.

She smiled leisurely and stepped forward to bow to Mrs. Hou Yingying: "Mother, my daughter is back." ”

Mrs. Hou stepped forward in response, supported her saluting posture, and said in a muffled voice: "Why did you go to a hunting conference, and when you come back, you will be separated from me." ”

Jiang Yingli replied with a smile: "I haven't seen my mother for a long time, this is not happy." ”

Mrs. Hou glared at her, feeling unhappy, but when she looked at it, she suddenly found that she had lost a lot of weight, as if she had taken off a circle of flesh.

"You, why have you lost a lot of weight, could it be that someone is making things difficult for you!" Mrs. Hou raised her voice instantly, and her eyes were full of pity.

Jiang Yingli twitched the corners of her mouth, and said in her heart that her thoughts were hitting the point.

She looked a little hesitant, but she couldn't withstand Mrs. Hou's gaze, and only after a while did she say faintly: "Where is there anyone making things difficult for me, but there is a lot of wind and sand in the hunting conference, and I can't eat too much, so I have lost some weight." ”

"Really?" Mrs. Hou stared at her, obviously a little unconvinced.

Jiang Yinglian's eyebrows bent, took Mrs. Hou's arm, and said in an intimate tone: "Naturally, can't my mother trust her daughter?" ”

Mrs. Hou couldn't say anything about her, and she was led astray after a few words.

The two went back to the room and retreated from the people around them, leaving only Jing'er and Yunzhu.

A burst of warmth came in from the window, shining on Jiang Yingliang's face, Mrs. Hou looked at her carefully, and felt distressed: "Good child, I went on a trip to be thin like this, hey, pity the child in your belly." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and gently stroked Jiang Yingliang's stomach twice.

Jiang Yingli couldn't help but pause, Mrs. Hou's worry made her panic terribly.

If the mother knew that the child was gone, she would be very sad!

Jing'er looked at this scene and became a little nervous.

Fortunately, Mrs. Hou only stroked it twice, for fear that the movement would be too big and cause trouble to the child in her stomach, so she did not continue: "It's strange to say, why did you come back so quickly, didn't you say that there are still a few days left in the hunting conference?" ”

She wanted to ask when she heard that someone had returned, but the child was so thin that she forgot about it for a while.

Jiang Yingliang's expression was a little subtle, and after thinking for a while, she still didn't think to say what was happening on the table, so as not to worry her, but she just excused herself by saying that she was not feeling good and came back early.

Mrs. Hou twisted the handkerchief, with a worried look on her face, patted her hand, and comforted softly: "These days, I have also suffered you." ”

Jiang Yingli shook his head: "It's nothing hard, life is like this." ”

Mrs. Hou sighed: "It's rare that you can see this child." ”

She didn't stay in Jiang Yingliang's room for long, and left after chatting some more homely words.

When Mrs. Hou's figure disappeared into her courtyard, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and the tension in her heart could finally be relieved.

Talking to Mrs. Hou, Jiang Yingli was afraid that she would accidentally miss the stuffing.

After taking a sip of hot tea, she looked at the sky outside the window in a trance, and suddenly said, "Yunzhu, Jing'er, help me take out the clothes prepared for the child." ”

The two of them were stunned, hesitated a little, hesitated for a moment and did so.

However, in a few months, Jiang Yingli made a lot of clothes for the child, including tiger head doll shoes the size of half a palm, and a beard specially made of the most up-to-date appearance, as well as particularly petite cotton clothes and pants, and she made every piece of clothing male and female, for fear that the child would be born with the wrong clothes.

In order to make the skin soft for the newborn child, she mostly uses soft silk materials.

But now, it's not needed!

Stroking the soft and petite clothes, Jiang Yingli only felt that the tip of his nose was very sour, and his eyes were a little blurry, and he could only vaguely see the color of the clothes.

Holding a handkerchief and wiping her tears, she looked at the embroidery on the cuffs of her little cotton coat, and her heart ached for a while.

If the child is still alive and is born, it will look good in these clothes.

She stroked her clothes over and over again, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Yunzhu, you say, are these clothes beautiful?" ”

"Huh?" Yun Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Naturally, it is good-looking." ”

The smile on Jiang Yingliang's face deepened: "Yes, I also think it looks good!" ”

Yun Zhu and Jing'er saw Jiang Yingliang's demeanor in their eyes, and frowned unconsciously, Miss's appearance is a little strange!

As the saying goes, touching the scene makes love, Miss must be thinking of the unborn child when she takes these clothes, Yunzhu thinks so, walks over lightly, and asks tentatively: "Miss, I'll put it away for you, right?" ”

Jiang Yingli raised her hand to stop her from collecting her clothes: "Let it go, I want to see it again." ”

"But Miss, we really can't rest assured that you're like this?" Jing'er regretted that she didn't tell Mrs. Hou.

Jiang Yingli raised his hand to wipe his tears, and folded the clothes scattered on the bed one by one: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I have other plans for these clothes." ”

The two maids looked at each other, and it was hard to say anything more.