A deep alley house in the south of the Yangtze River is crawling with vines.

The child, with two balls, stumbled through the door.

With a wrinkled little face, she sobbed into a woman's arms.

The woman was coarsely clothed in linen, her cuffs were pulled up to her elbows, and she brushed the sideburns from her forehead with a jade-like cream, and took the handkerchief on one side and cleaned her hands.

Only then did he pick up the milk ball in front of him and carefully and gently wipe the tears on his little face with another handkerchief.

"How do you look like a raccoon slave?"

The milk dumpling buried her head in the woman's arms, smelling the same fragrant fragrance as his, and complained coquettishly: "Mother, daddy is a big villain, and he bullied me again." ”

"Lady, don't listen to this stinky boy's nonsense, being a husband is really wronged." The long-bodied man crossed the threshold of the small mansion, and the plain robe could not hide his own handsome breeze. With eyebrows and eyes similar to those of the milk ball, he smiled, and quickly walked to her side and stopped. Covering her eyes with her sleeve robe, she lifted her chin with one hand and dropped a kiss on her soft lips.

The woman's eyes were red, and she glanced at him coquettishly: "An An is still there......"

The man leaned close to her ear and said in a deep voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "I am looking for a lady at night." ”

"Phew, not serious." The woman turned a few steps away from him and hid with her milk balls in her arms.

"Bad daddy, baa With the backing of his mother, the milk dumpling suddenly opened his teeth and claws, and grimaced at his father.

The man wrapped his long arms, hugged the milk dumplings into his arms, and sniffed at the back of the woman's neck: "Is the lady hungry?" How about making a braised bunny today? The little rabbit himself turned white, eager to break free from this embrace, and shouted: "Bad daddy, bad daddy!" ”

"Don't write big letters? Don't disturb me and your mother. The man had a straight face, facing the danzi with similar eyebrows and eyes, serious and gentle, and took the back collar of the dango and slipped the person to the study.

The woman shook her head with a smile and picked up the clothes from the basin to dry.

It's a normal husband and a child.

Thinking about it, no one would doubt that the ordinary woman in this deep alley would be the eldest princess of the dynasty.

After the eldest princess thundered and dealt with the rebellion and the palace change, she entered the Buddhist hall to worship the Buddha, never married, dedicated to righteousness, and was a model for women.

This is just rhetoric.

On the seventh day after Jin Shu's death, Hou was buried in the imperial mausoleum that belonged to her.

She was dressed in plain clothes, packed up her burden in the palace, said goodbye to her brother, and went all the way south from Shangjing, staying in the Yanyu Jiangnan of the tender water town.

Everything was as she expected, so the bottle of Heding Red she gave to Jin Shu was a fake death medicine.

She ordered the imperial doctor to add a few flavors of medicine to erase all the memories of the first half of Jin Shu's life.

On the day he woke up, they were still in the wagon, swaying all the way south.

His voice was hoarse, his eyes were hazy, and he hesitated to speak: "This is?" ”

Rou Jia was caught off guard, and in a hurry, Shengzhi imitated the appearance in the script, shed a few tears, threw herself into his arms, and cried quietly: "Woo woo, husband, you finally woke up, the concubine is so scared alone, woo woo woo......" made Jin Shu cry in a fog, and his blocked brain was even more congested.

"You are?" He hugged the beauty who fell in front of him uncontrollably with both hands, and his distress floated for no reason.

"Husband? Don't you remember your concubine? Woo woo, husband, don't scare the concubines, woo woo woo ......"

"Don't cry, don't cry, be good." Jin Shu hurriedly coaxed the beauty of the pear blossom with the rain, and when he saw her crying, his heart throbbed and hurt.

Roujia lay in his arms for a long time, tears gradually condensing, she took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, and then sobbed and made up the truth of the matter.

only said that they were originally two families in Shangjing, childhood sweethearts, and then got married. The husband and wife yearn for the mountains and rivers, after saying goodbye to their parents, they took a carriage all the way to the mountains and rivers, but they met the bandits on the road, in order to protect their own mother, he fought with the bandits and injured the back of the head, and the official sent a belated time to save the couple from the bandits. After recuperating in the same place for a while, I set off and went to the next place.

Roujia coaxed people, some are a set, and Jin Shu, who has no memory of the past, really believes it.

Holding her own delicate lady in her arms, she has a lot of love.

Seeing her slightly bulging lower abdomen, she was not quite convinced: "Lady, this ...... Is this our baby? ”

"Yes." Roujia leaned against his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and the worries of the days were swept away.

"How can a lady act so recklessly?" Jin Shu frowned, pregnant and insisted on being bumped in the carriage.

Rou Jia was not afraid of him, twisted the corner of the handkerchief, pretended to cry, and covered her eyes: "The husband is a fierce concubine!" ”

"No, no, no, it's not the reason for the husband, it's the ...... for the husband" Jin Shu seems to be like a show to meet a soldier, he can't explain it clearly, he was pestered by Roujia for a long time, and finally settled in Jiangnan for the sake of the child, I don't know if it is fate, I have stayed in this house for so many years, from the dumpling to the toddler, and then to the school with a small burden.

……

"What is the lady thinking?"

"The concubine is hungry."

"Okay, let's cook food for my husband and my wife."

"Concubines want to eat ......"

"Okay, it's all up to you, a gluttonous cat."

"The concubine is not, the husband is a murderous concubine!"

"Don't dare, the lady spares her life, and the husband doesn't dare anymore!"

Jia spent all her belongings to buy this house. The vine is wrapped around the high wall, and when you enter the courtyard, there is a fenced corridor, and the high gate is not often opened, only the small side door is open. In order to pretend to be poor, she only spent money to buy an old woman to do some messy things.

Jin Shu was still dizzy, and often asked her some old things from the past, Rou Jia was impatient to make it up again, pulled a script casually, flipped it a few times, and played it in front of Jin Shu with a handkerchief.

"Isn't the husband disgusted with the concubine? Woo woo, the husband is the heaven of the concubine, the return of the concubine, how can the concubine deceive you. It's just that the master's mother is fierce and doesn't want the concubine to give birth to this child for her husband, so she wants to kill the concubine and sell the concubine. The husband loves his concubines and spoils his concubines, and he fled with his concubines overnight, so there are only so many belongings, woo woo woo woo ......"

She made up a book that was not inferior to any book, so fortunately it was not perfunctory, and she accompanied him to act for a while, do you really think that he can't read those words that are boring? Jin Shu had no choice but to hold his forehead, suppressing all kinds of doubts, so he had to laugh at his little wife first.

How can the momentum raised by his own wife be described by a small family, and the lies of the lord and mother of the lord of the prince and the concubine of the princess are also untestable, she is covered in ice muscles and jade bones, and her skin is like condensed fat, she is definitely a boudoir lady raised by a high-ranking family, but she has more momentum than those young ladies who are not inferior to men.

but he was poor in love before him.

The left sleeve is empty, the right sleeve is empty, and he sobbed and cried: "Husband, no, there is no silver, how is this good?" ”

Jin Shu stretched out his bone knuckle and slashed lightly at the bridge of her small nose: "Little liar." ”

"Huh? The husband is a fierce concubine! Rou Jia was stunned for a moment, thinking that the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor was so useless, and this person regained his memory.

In addition to the idea of letting him taste the amnesia and deceived Jairus's little temperament, Roujia just wants Jin Shu to stop remembering those things, she doesn't want her admirer to remember that she has been a plan since she was born after being reborn.

She peeked at Jin Shu with her eyes, and saw him smile openly and with doting hooked lips, twisting her body close to his arms and coquettish.

"Don't you dare to be a husband." Jin Shu tightened the little liar in her arms, and let her coax herself.

"Husband, the child is hungry." Roujia pitifully tugged at Jinshu's sleeve, her eyes widened, and she pointed to her bulging lower abdomen. "But we don't have any money, so what if we can't afford to hire a cook?" The wife she invited is not very good at cooking, the taste of Jiangnan is sweet, she is a pregnant woman, the taste is very tricky, and she can endure it in the carriage, once she has her own small house, she can't bear it anymore, but she is not willing to cook and eat by herself.

Jin Shu sighed, bit her mouth lightly as if venting on her wife's cherry lips, helped her sit on her newly beaten beauty couch, and casually pulled a notebook for her: "Make some food for your husband and children, and the lady can take a break here." ”

After a while, Jin Shu changed his clothes from the clean room, put the long shirt stained with the smell of kitchen fire in a basin and soaked it in soap horns, and his little wife bought the old woman and it was only useful for washing clothes.

The meals of ordinary people are not as rich as those in the palace, they are very simple. He was afraid that Roujia would not be used to it, so he made a few more tricks to prevent her appetite.

Roujia smelled the smell, so she threw away the notebook, turned over and stayed at all, and there was no way to be a pregnant woman.

Jin Shu carefully supported her, couldn't bear to be harsh, and only counted a few words in a soft voice: "But I still remember the child in your womb, how can you be so reckless, how dare your husband treat you harshly?" ”

"Woo woo, the concubine is just too happy, how did the husband make so many delicious foods." It's probably suppressed in the palace, Rou Jiaai's talent for acting and storytelling has become more and more addictive after getting out of that cage, and she has always given Jin Shu such a play.

"Okay, don't be poor, eat obediently, lest you starve your children." He took a basket of food and fed it to Roujia.

Roujia smiled and squinted and ate.

"Isn't it only a child in the husband's heart?"

"My husband still remembers a little raccoon slave, who is used to tossing people, and I don't know who is unlucky enough to marry."

"Husband!"

"I think I'm unlucky for my husband, and I'm very happy with this little raccoon slave......"

"Hmph, the concubine is not a little raccoon slave~"