The past and present lives are together, and this is the first time Gu Yunjin has touched a pregnant woman's belly.

This feeling was very strange, she could feel the movement of the little one, as if he had slapped her through Wu's belly.

Gu Yunjin was already looking forward to the birth of this child, so she added a bit of kindness to her heart, she looked up at Wu and said, "He's moving." ”

Wu naturally felt it, looked at Gu Yunjin's bright eyes, and said with a smile: "I heard my sisters-in-law say that the movement is still small at this time, and in a few months, I will be like a Nezha in the sea, and I can lift my stomach with one leg." ”

Gu Yunjin smiled and bent his eyes.

She promised Gu Yunqi that she would carefully write down the status of Wu's birth and send it to him, but at this moment, she burst into the idea of writing down the process of even the pregnancy for ten months.

Gu Yunjin asked Wu how he felt during pregnancy.

Wu didn't know what she was thinking, he just wanted to give Gu Yunjin a lesson in advance, and when she got married and became pregnant, she didn't have to panic, so she talked about it 1510.

To be honest, the experience of pregnancy is really not good, the first few months are not to eat and drink, a little taste will vomit sour water, finally not vomit, the stomach will become heavy, and then the woman who is not in good health can even walk panting.

Wu experienced the mother-in-law's childbirth when he was in his mother's house in the past, and in the last month or so, the whole family was simply guilty.

"The body suffers, the heart is happier than the other, and the family is more happy," Wu smiled, "Me too, if this little thing tosses me again, my heart will be sweet." Being a mother, that's what it looks like. ”

Gu Yunjin was amused by Wu's tone and teased: "My sister-in-law hasn't become a mother yet, and she already looks like a mother." ”

Wu reached out and gently pinched Gu Yunjin's cheek: "Yes, not yet, but soon." ”

The two laughed.

In the Jingzhou Mansion, the cold thunder and the shocking rain handed over the letter sent by Tingfeng to Jiang Muyuan.

Jiang Muyuan opened it and looked at it, the first one was written by Gu Yunjin, and the other was written by Tingfeng.

Looking at Gu Yunjin's handwriting, Jiang Muyuan smiled at the corner of his lips.

Fingertips brushed the envelope, and the last one to open first was the one that listened to the wind, as for Gu Yunjin's letter, he had to save it for the end to read it carefully and repeatedly.

Jiang Muyuan removed the fire paint, took out the neatly folded paper from it, and spread it out to look at the portrait.

Not long ago, Tingfeng had already reported a letter.

The first is that there is no major event in the capital, so he will report Jiang Muyuan's safety, and the second is that he has caught Qian Juren, and he has explained some things.

When Jiang Muyuan learned that the cripple who came forward to do the work was a father-in-law, he was really surprised.

There are a lot of servants in the palace, but he is a cripple with inconvenient legs and feet, Jiang Muyuan recalled it for a long time, but he didn't have much impression.

In other words, in the palace, there will be no cripples, how can the people who serve around the master be people with limited mobility? If he was injured for some reason, he gave the money according to the rules, transferred away from the masters, and placed a place for them to support at will.

The so-called pension is not much different from waiting for death.

Even the chief steward may not be able to recognize the appearance of everyone in the palace, let alone Jiang Muyuan.

It's just that listening to the wind has found a way, and compared the list of people who have injured their legs for some reason, and there is no age in it.

Therefore, he has been waiting for the portrait of the person to be raised.

The person in the painting is very mediocre in appearance, and his facial features are not distinctive at all.

Shocking Rain glanced at it, and couldn't help but pout: "Just like this?" How do you find this? When I took out this painting, eight out of ten of the streets looked alike. ”

Rao is Jiang Muyuan also had a headache with this painting, and he was still amused by the words of the rain.

Isn't that the case, so mediocre that it is thrown into the crowd, and the appearance that can be mixed in and not eye-catching at all is the most difficult one to find.

Jiang Muyuan rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's useless to be anxious, let's see what they can dig out of Qian Juren's mouth." ”

The portrait was put away, and Jiang Muyuan set his eyes on Gu Yunjin's letter.

Seeing this, Shocking Rain gave Han Lei a look, and the two of them retreated together.

The door closed gently, Jiang Muyuan took out the letter, looked at the story that Gu Yunjin wrote to her, and while looking at it, he was depicting in his mind what kind of demeanor and tone Gu Yunjin would have when he told it in front of him.

When she talks about which paragraph, she will subconsciously lower her voice, making the atmosphere tense, and when she talks about which paragraph, she will dance with her eyebrows, happy.

This kind of imagination is full of fun for Jiang Muyuan.

But after the fun, it's more about missing.

I think she thinks so much.

The story has reached the place of "let's listen to the next decomposition", and the letter paper has also reached the last page, Jiang Muyuan was slightly stunned, why did he miss the common things that Gu Yunjin told him?

Every time, the little girl who babbled and wrote a bunch of words, and suddenly wrote nothing, which was really unexpected.

Jiang Muyuan picked up the envelope and was just about to put the letter back in, but found that there was still a page inside.

There was only one page, folded in half, and sunk in the lower part of the envelope, so that when he pulled out the whole stack of stationery, he left it out.

Maybe it was Gu Yunjin's abnormality, Jiang Muyuan had a feeling that he couldn't speak, and when he opened the page and saw the words on it clearly, his eyes suddenly tightened, and his heartbeat slowed down.

Gu Yunjin wrote "Why did the little grandfather let Aunt Jia move to Beisan Hutong".

Looking at this line of words for a moment, Jiang Muyuan leaned back on the back of the chair, let out a long sigh, and shook his head with a smile.

Why?

Naturally, it's because I can't let her go.

When I was in the clear water view in the middle of the lake, I met by chance, and I only thought that this girl was so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off it, and when they saw her trapped in the rain, they asked Han Lei to send an umbrella.

After inquiring about it afterwards, Jiang Muyuan learned that she was born in the Gu family of the Zhenbei General's Mansion, and she was the cousin of Xu Shilang's Mansion.

Such an identity, although it is not a good match, can also convince his parents, but he has not been happy for long, and Han Lei's next sentence poured cold water on him.

Gu Yunjin has already married the son of the Yang family, the two are cousins, they have grown up together in the past few years, and they are extremely familiar.

Even so, Jiang Muyuan's mind also rested.

He just looks good at others, and he fell in love at first sight, and his understanding of Gu Yunjin is definitely not as good as that of his cousins and sisters who have been getting along for many years, since she has a good marriage, why should he interfere sideways?

In the next year or two, Jiang Muyuan met Gu Yunjin a few times, nodded his head, and said a few words, she didn't know what thoughts he had had, and he also put down the old things.

With the ups and downs of the imperial court wars, Jiang Muyuan's time in Beijing became less and less, and he was tired of running around with foreign enemies and rebels throughout the year and month, and Gu Yunjin was also getting farther and farther away in his memory, until the early winter of the twenty-sixth year of Shunde, he passed through the Baiyun Temple in Lingbei......