Leng Yue sat on the bed, holding her child tightly in her arms, although she looked very haggard and embarrassed because she had just given birth, and she didn't have much strength.

But in the face of a person who wants to kill herself and her child, even if she tries her last breath, she has to fight back.

She had no weapons at hand, only the wooden stick that had been held in her mouth before.

But even if she only has a wooden stick, or her bare hands, she has to protect her children.

Thinking about it, Leng Yue's eyes burst out with a cold glow in an instant, as if with substance, and she looked towards Dye Li, and the wooden stick in her hand was also clenched hard, only to stab at her vital parts when Dye Li was close.

Her strength and speed are now a big gap compared to usual, so she only has this one chance.

Dye Li held the dagger and stabbed at Leng Yue fiercely, although he was forced to pause for a second by Leng Yue's cold and cold eyes, but it was only a second.

She has endured it for so long, waited for so long, and finally waited for this opportunity, she will definitely not give up.

"Boom—"

The deafening thunder sounded again, and with the thunder, the dagger in Dye's hand also came to Leng Yue's face.

Leng Yue held the child tightly with one hand, and the little guy was in his mother's arms as if he didn't know what was going on, staring at his mother with a pair of dark, round eyes, staring directly at his mother, staring at his mother's serious and cold face.

The dagger that flashed with cold light suddenly stopped in the air, and quickly stabbed downward, stabbing at Cold Moon, and Cold Moon's hand holding the wooden stick also used its strength, stabbing towards the place where it was dyed away from the heart of his chest.

She only had this one chance.

"Boom—"

The lightning flashed, and the thunder sounded again, and the dagger in his hand fell fiercely, and at the same time, the wooden stick in Leng Yue's hand also stabbed towards Dyeli.

At the last moment, the dagger in Dye Li's hand stopped when he was about to stab Leng Yue.

At the same time, the wooden stick in Leng Yue's hand did not pierce Dye Li's chest.

Leng Yue sighed in her heart, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a sword tip with blood piercing through her dyed body, approaching her straight and stopping in front of the tip of her nose.

Time, as if stopped at this moment.

Dye Li's eyes widened, and the sweetness and warmth surged from her chest, sliding down the corners of her mouth, and she lowered her hand in disbelief, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp muffled sound.

She lowered her eyes to her chest, a sword stabbed from the back, straight through her body.

In the next second, the sword was suddenly withdrawn, and Dye's body was also driven to move a few steps backwards, and then, it fell to the ground and lay flat on the ground.

In front of him, there was Ye Jiuchen's gloomy and beautiful face, he was condescending, just glanced at himself lightly, then quickly retracted his gaze and ran towards the cold moon.

Blood continued to surge outward along the wounds at the corners of his mouth and chest, as if he was driving the dyed life to drain together.

Hateful!

I'm so unwilling! 、

Why is it just a little bit, just a little bit, she can kill Leng Yue.

Why did Ye Jiuchen rush back?

But at the moment she was like a maggot, lying on the ground, uncared for.

Little by little, her body trembled and spasmed until the last moment of her life.

"Yue'er! Yue'er! ”

Ye Jiuchen rushed to the edge of the bed, knelt beside Leng Yue on one leg, looked at Leng Yue with a nervous and worried face, and called Leng Yue's name over and over again.

God knows, when he rushed in with a complicated and anxious mood and saw the turnip lying at the door, he was so afraid.

God knows what kind of heartbeat it was when he entered the room and saw Dye Li holding a knife towards Leng Yue.

Fortunately, it is still in time.

He killed Dye Li.

Ye Jiuchen looked at Leng Yue, looked at the child in Leng Yue's arms, and the blood on his body was like a heavy rain outside at this moment, surging and agitating.

It turned out that Leng Yue left alone and gave birth to a child alone.

The picture of Liang Qian's production is still vivid, such an unbearable moment full of danger, Leng Yue actually endured it alone.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiuchen couldn't care about anything else, and stepped forward to hold Leng Yue in his arms.

"Yue'er, I'm sorry for making you suffer, I'm back, thank you, thank you......"

For the first time in his life, Ye Jiuchen spoke incoherently about his guilt and gratitude.

I feel guilty that I couldn't be by Leng Yue's side at such a moment, and I am grateful that Leng Yue worked so hard to give birth to their child.

And Leng Yue, in the arms of Ye Jiuchen, gradually eased her mind.

Dye Li died, and the danger to her and her child was lifted.

Ye Jiuchen is back.

Her little demon is back.

Perhaps because of the extreme nervousness and extreme relaxation, coupled with the exhaustion of strength in the previous production, Leng Yue could no longer support it, and fell asleep directly in Ye Jiuchen's arms.

"Yue'er—"

……

The rain gradually stopped.

It was also completely dark.

It's just that this dark night dome is hung with stars, bright and bright.

Leng Xiao made Leng Chi unconscious for a whole day, and when he woke up, it was already night.

Leng Chi woke up faintly, but the moment he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a group of people around his bed.

Old Madam Leng, Leng Xiao, Liang Qian, Feng's mother, Luo Xiaoyu, and Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen?

Leng Chi felt as if he was hallucinating, and hurriedly closed his eyes again, and when he opened them again, he found that Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen were still standing in front of him.

Not only the two of them, but also a child in his arms, small and chubby, like a little glutinous rice dumpling.

Leng Chi was stunned.

Leng Yue hugged the child and glanced at Ye Jiuchen, and then sat next to Leng Chi.

Leng Yue shoved the child into Leng Chi's arms.

"Old man, your grandson."

Outside...... Grandchild? Worry-free Chinese network

Leng Chi was stunned.

But he reacted immediately.

"You gave birth?"

Cold Moon: "......"

How fresh!

"Do you have any other children besides me?"

Leng Chi: "......"

Old Madam Leng saw this posture on the side, and they couldn't help laughing one by one.

Leng Chi looked down at the glutinous rice dumplings in his arms in a trance, the little guy was also very spiritual, looking at Leng Chi, he "giggled" for a moment.

Leng Chi's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Yue'er's mother, have you seen it?

Our moon is also a mother.

Leng Chi was crying, his eyes were red, and he hugged his grandson in his arms kissingly, he couldn't put it down, and no one would let go.

Old Mrs. Leng had a loving smile on her face, and pulled Leng Yue over: "You have just finished giving birth, you must do a good job of confinement, you can't run around like this anymore, if you catch a cold again, you will have to leave the root of the disease when you get old in the future." ”

"Well, thank you, grandmother."

Leng Yue rarely responded with a good temper.

Liang Qian on the side also came over and grabbed Leng Yue's hand: "You dead Leng Yue, you don't tell me if something so big happens, and you're still not a friend!" ”

"Well, my bad!"

Liang Qian: "......"

Today's Leng Yue seems to be exceptionally good-tempered, no matter who says anything or blames anything, she will respond to it one by one.

And Leng Chi, who was supposed to reprimand Leng Yue the most to settle accounts with her, was holding his grandson at this time, and he was reluctant to take his eyes off.

Accounts?

Where there is a grandson is important.

After a while, Mrs. Leng wanted Leng Yue to go back to rest with the child, but Leng Chi refused to let go of anything, and in desperation, she had to hand over the child to Leng Chi first.

Ye Jiuchen was worried about Leng Yue's body, after all, he had just given birth and had fallen asleep before, if it wasn't for Leng Yue's insistence, he wouldn't want Leng Yue to leave the palace.

After arguing for a long time, in the end he only agreed to come to Yuelai Inn in the cold moon.

As for things inside the palace?

There are Ye Mohan and Jiang Tingbai, and the two of them will handle it.

Everyone quickly left Leng Chi's room, and Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen entered the room that Leng Xiao had arranged before.

Ye Jiuchen carefully helped Leng Yue back to the bed to rest.

"I just gave birth to a baby......"

Leng Yue is a little unaccustomed to being taken care of like a national treasure, and wants to persuade Ye Jiuchen.

"No way!"

However, Ye Jiuchen didn't even think about it, and directly rejected Leng Yue.

Leng Yue was helpless, so she had to lie on the bed obediently.

Ye Jiuchen didn't leave, just sat beside her, holding her into his arms with one hand.

Outside, the moon had risen, the stars were shining, and the moonlight was white.

Leng Yue leaned on Ye Jiuchen's shoulder and looked at the moon outside the window.

"It's all over?"

"Well, it's all over."

A brief conversation was followed by silence.

It's just that when you are around the people you love, you will find that silence is also a happy thing.

From coming to this world to the present, Leng Yue seems to have experienced another life, she is very fortunate to be able to meet Ye Jiuchen, and she is also very fortunate to be able to become Leng Yue and become a member of the Leng family.

Now, she and Ye Jiuchen also have children.

"Ye Jiuchen!"

"Well, I'm here!"

Just like every time.

"I think we need to leave early."

"Huh?"

"If you don't want to be annoyed by Ye Mohan and Jiang Tingbai's two dogs,"

Ye Jiuchen was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed Leng Yue hard, and a smile immediately bloomed on his beautiful face.

"Well, you're right."

I am fortunate to have met you in this life.

For a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, to hold this hand, and grow old with the son.

"Ye Jiuchen."

"Well, I'm here."

"Give your child a name."

Leng Yue whispered, her head gently resting on Ye Jiuchen's shoulder.

Ye Jiuchen thought for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth, and said word by word in a low and hoarse voice:

"Yixiao."

I hope that you will be elegant and uninhibited all your life.

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