Entering the main room of Boya Garden, Su Jinxiu was already red, Zuo Feiyan was so anxious that she finally relaxed the moment she saw Yin Yi. Somehow, her determined eyes always gave people a sense of groundedness.

In the room, hot water, clean cotton cloth, etc. were ready, Yin Yi handed over the child to Murong Moyi, and then closed the door, leaving only Zuo Feiyan alone to help.

When I was at the border, there were many women who joined the army with their husbands, so it was inevitable to give birth. Although Yin Yi was just a yellow flower girl at that time, there were few women on the battlefield, and midwives were even more scarce, so Yin Yi tried boldly, and became a master in this area after several experiences.

Looking at Su Jinxiu, who was trembling in pain on the bed, Yin Yi comforted: "Miss Su, you will be relieved after tonight, so you must hold on no matter what, don't scream, lest you fall into the ears of outsiders." ”

Su Jinxiu nodded firmly, "Well, there is Sister Lao!" ”

This "sister" made Yin Yi's heart tremble, and she took off her pants while saying, "Just call your sister, you married into Murong Mansion after all!" ”

Yin Yi is twenty years old this year, two years younger than Su Jinxiu, and Sai Yuechan would be twenty-five years old if she didn't die, so Su Jinxiu's sister was right.

But she still wants to come according to her real age, after all, she is not a real Sai Yuechan, and she doesn't care about being low or small.

"Okay, thank you, sister......" Su Jinxiu changed her words again, in fact, she didn't feel as much pain at the moment.

After everything was ready, Yin Yi started to do it with the assistance of Zuo Feiyan, and she forgot about the injuries on her body during the whole process, and worked hard for Su Jinxiu wholeheartedly.

An hour later, the fetus in Su Jinxiu's body fell, there was very little bleeding, and the adults were also safe, and a heart was also relaxed.

When everything was done, another half an hour passed, and her body was stained with blood, and she also felt the pain of the knife.

After Zuo Feiyan tossed and fell asleep due to exhaustion, Yin Yi covered the quilt for her, and then looked at Zuo Feiyan and said, "Feiyan, there are herbs in the baggage, you boil it for her to drink, it should be fine." ”

Zuo Feiyan nodded and said busily: "I see that the girl's face is not good, you better rest early!" ”

Yin Yi smiled and nodded, clutched his chest and opened the door, and a tall figure stood at the door, staring straight at her.

Yin Yi had long known that he was standing at the door, thinking that he might be worried about Su Jinxiu!

"Su Jinxiu is fine, you don't have to worry!" Yin Yi said to him.

Murong Moyi glanced into the room at this time, and then locked his gaze on her, grabbed her shoulders without saying anything, and walked towards the other room in the main room.

Entering the room, Yin Yi found that the charcoal fire in the room was burning vigorously, and he fell asleep soundly on the bed without worry, I have to say that this child is really worry-free and rarely cries.

Murong Moyi closed the door, took Yin Yi to the bed, lowered his head and reached out to untie the strap of her coat, Yin Yi hurriedly pressed it with his hand.

"I'll do it myself!" She said.

Murong Moyi pushed her hand away and continued to untie the belt, "I don't care!" ”

Yin Yi pressed his hand again, just on the back of his scarred hand, and then trembled unconsciously.

Now, to say that she didn't feel like she was lying, she could feel that this man's feelings for her had changed.

But she can't let him continue, she wants revenge, she is always walking on the edge of the cliff, she can't drag anyone down, and she can't be bound by any feelings, so she has to say something.

"Murong Moyi, I'm not Sai Yuechan, I'm her stand-in, I hope you can distinguish me from her!" Yin Yi looked at him and said.

Murong Moyi took her hand away with a calm face, untied the strap of her coat, and took off the outer layer of clothes.

Seeing his unmoved appearance, Yin Yi became annoyed, she quickly took a step back, looked at him and roared, "Murong Moyi, are you deaf?" Sai Yuechan has only been dead for a few days, and you are so close to another woman, are you worthy of her? ”

Murong Moyi took a step forward without any expression and began to untie the strap of her jacket. Yin Yi angrily grabbed both of his hands and took them away from his body.

"Murong Moyi, look at me! Look at me! Yin Yi glared at him and shouted.

Only then did Murong Moyi raise his head and meet her angry eyes, staring deeply and looking at her for a long time.

"Murong Moyi, did you hear what I just said?" Yin Yi asked, looking into his eyes.

Murong Moyi broke free of her clamping hand, held her thin hand with his backhand, and said softly: "It's about to dawn, you still have illness, be obedient, go to bed first!" ”

"Murong Moyi, you ......"

Yin Yi was just about to scold, but suddenly Murong Moyi bent down and leaned his lips against hers, "Say one more word, I'm going to kiss you!" ”

Warm breath sprayed on her face, the resolute bridge of her nose pressed against her beautiful nose, her tough eyes locked on her starry eyes, and her lips were all within reach......

Yin Yi's face turned into a flower, she had injuries on her body, she couldn't make big moves, she could only admit it. She bit her lower lip and held back the resentment in her stomach. This man is too domineering, and she can't help it.

Seeing that she was honest, Murong Moyi continued to start the movements in his hands, the jacket was untied, and he carefully took it off for her.

Yin Yi looked at his chest for the first time, fortunately the wound was not bleeding, and his heart was finally relaxed.

"!" He said.

Yin Yi glared at him, and then reluctantly got into bed, and Murong Moyi took off her shoes and socks and covered the quilt. After that, he went to blow out the candlestick, and as Yin Yi expected, he also got into the quilt after a burst of undressing.

They shared a long pillow, and Yin Yi quietly leaned inward, and he leaned in further.

"Murong Moyi, you have to make an inch!" In the dark, Yin Yi scolded angrily.

"Don't speak!" He said.

Murong Moyi stretched out a hand to lift her head, and another strong arm reached through the back of her neck, and Yin Yi's head was already pillowed on the crook of his arm when it fell again.

He leaned in against her, his chin against her forehead, and gently locked her in his arms.

Yin Yi was speechless for a while, this embrace was so strong, so generous, and so warm, she would covet his embrace.

Chu Junsheng once hugged her to sleep like this every night, and even her last night in the university mansion did not fall. He spoiled her and never asked her to learn the rules of etiquette, he said that he wanted a free and true her.

Her eyes were moist, and big tears came out of her eyes, crying silently, but they inevitably soaked Murong Moyi's bedclothes.

Feeling the dampness of his bedclothes, Murong Moyi reached out and tentatively touched Yin Yi's face, his brows furrowed.

"I'll sleep in another room!" He said he thought she was angry with him.

After saying that, he was about to get up, but Yin Yi grabbed his strong waist and clinged to it.

"Sleep, don't toss!" She said softly.

Murong Moyi's body stiffened, then hugged her tightly, hugged her and fell asleep......