Yang Qinghe's child was born smoothly, it was only six hours from the seizure to the birth of the child, Wen Yunyi was also very caring, and she came out smoothly without much tossing.

looks pink and tender, although it is a female doll, but no one is unhappy because of this, but because of the new addition of a full house, the next people are even the eldest lady's birth club has a new set of clothes for two months' monthly money.

Everyone was still immersed in the joy of Wen Yunyi's birth, and Yang Qinghe, who knew that he was still in confinement, suddenly went crazy.

When Wen Ziran went to see her in the morning, he also said to her: "The little guy doesn't know if he looks like you or me, he only knows how to feed with his eyes closed, and a nurse is not enough for her." ”

Yang Qinghe's face was full of pride in being a mother, and said with a smile: "Children have to eat more to grow up quickly." He praised implicitly: "Besides, with the appearance of the two of us, no matter how Yunyi looks like you or me in the future, we should be a beauty." ”

Wen Ziran smiled dotingly: "Yes, yes, yes, like me, gentle, like you, delicate." ”

Yang Qinghe nestled in Wen Ziran's arms, his heart was full of happiness, and he said cautiously: "I didn't give birth to a son, will you be unhappy?" ”

In this era, only when a son is born can there be a successor, and every woman who gives birth to a girl will be worried, and her husband's family will have a dislike for this matter.

Wen Ziran said with a smile: "I don't even remember the appearance of my biological parents, and I still pay attention to the fact that there are no successors." He added: "As long as the people around you are happy and healthy." ”

"Hmm." Yang Qinghe nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Wen Ziran, and rubbed it on his chest: "Brother Ziran, I really like you so much." ”

She has always been a person who wants to say what she wants, but Wen Ziran is more reserved, and Yang Qinghe suddenly confessed like this, blushed slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "Go and get you breakfast." ”

As he spoke, he went out without looking back.

Looking at the back of Wen Ziran leaving, Yang Qinghe smiled, lay down happily, and suddenly felt that his chest was swollen again, and his underwear was wet after a while.

In the end, she was still young, a little embarrassed, she shouted outside, and a little maid called Yuanyuan came into the house, this maid spoke softly, but did things very neatly.

Knowing that the young lady was swollen, he hurriedly fetched water to wipe her body, and found a hurry to serve Yang Qinghe to change her clothes.

While waiting, he said with a smile: "The young lady is so blessed, the eldest girl was born with the reward of the queen and the emperor, and everyone outside said that the eldest girl will be unspeakably expensive in the future." ”

is so obedient, everyone loves to listen, especially when it comes to the daughter born by herself, although Yang Qinghe is still holding it, but the smile on the corner of her mouth can't be hidden, she took off the dirty clothes on her body, and said: "The emperor and the queen have objects to reward, and that is also their affection." He added: "The eldest girl is so young, how can she know what is expensive or not, as long as she grows up safely and healthily in the future." ”

"The eldest girl is in good health, I heard that she knew to find milk to eat as soon as she was born." The round noodle plate is also round, and it is very blessed when you smile.

Yang Qinghe laughed when he heard this, Wen Yunyi knew that there was a puff here, a puff there, closed his eyes, and his little mouth kept humming, and he didn't quiet down until he ate milk.

Yuan Yuan said again: "The slave maid has never read a book and can't speak, but the slave maid just thinks that the eldest girl will be a blessed person in the future." As if unintentionally, he said: "Even the eldest girl's grandmother knows about it, but I'm afraid it's also relieved." ”

As soon as the eldest princess and the eldest princess were mentioned, Yang Qinghe's complexion changed, but it was only a moment before it calmed down, the eldest princess of Yuhe had already died, and it was not unusual for this little girl to say it casually.

But the little maid seemed to be able to speak, and continued: "The young lady is really filial, the slave maid had a leave a few days ago, and the sisters in the same house went to Hongfa Temple and saw the immortal tablet of the eldest girl's grandmother."

"What immortal tablet?" Yang Qinghe heard that something was wrong with this time, her mother was still alive, when did she set up an immortal tablet for her?

"Huh?" Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment: "The immortal tablet was not erected by the young lady?" ”

At this time, she reacted that she had said the wrong thing, and her knees were weak and she knelt down: "The young lady spares her life, the young lady spares her life, the slave maid, the slave maid doesn't know that you don't know this, the slave maid, the slave maid" said that she opened her mouth: "It's all the slave maid's mouth, please don't be angry with the young lady, the slave maid, the slave maid didn't mean it"

Yang Qinghe only felt that his breathing was not smooth, and his eyes were black for a while, the Yang family was affected by the jade and the eldest princess, and her brother was naturally not stupid enough to set up any immortal tablets for the jade and eldest princesses, and her father did not have the courage at all, so the tablets of the Hongfa Temple must not be set up by the Yang family.

She only had Wen Ziran in her mind, and she probably felt that she had the courage to set up an immortal tablet only Wen Ziran, but why did she suddenly set up an immortal tablet?

Yang Qinghe suppressed his slightly trembling body, pinched his round cheeks with a blank face and asked, "What you said is true?" Did you really see it with your own eyes? ”

Her round cheeks were pinched by her, and tears flowed down her eyes in fright, and she said vaguely: "Slave, slave, no, it's not wrong." ”

In an instant, Yang Qinghe seemed to drain the strength in his body, and he stepped back, staring at the top of the tent with his eyes blank, his heart was only blocked in a panic, and he roared at Yuanyuan in the middle of the sound: "Don't cry, if you cry again, I'll kill you." ”

The little maid called Yuanyuan really didn't dare to cry anymore, and she knelt on the cold floor tiles in a daze and didn't know how long, before she heard Yang Qinghe say weakly: "You go out." Then he retreated with a sigh of relief.

When Wen Ziran personally brought the meal into the house, he didn't feel anything wrong at all, and said to her: "Today's millet porridge is well boiled, if you like it, eat more." He added: "You have just given birth now, and you can't use the big supplements, so I'll make you something to eat in a few days." ”

Yang Qinghe struggled to sit up, but Wen Ziran hurriedly stepped forward to support her, pulled a big pillow and leaned on her back. Yang Qinghe leaned on the bed, her face was still a little pale, her hand holding the brocade quilt tightened, loosened, and finally pulled out a reluctant smile: "Brother Ziran, do you have anything to say to me?" ”

Wen Ziran was taking out the boiled millet porridge from the food box, and when she heard the words, she looked at her sideways, her eyebrows and eyes were full of affection, and she was coquettish, so she suddenly smiled and said: "I don't know how to say meaty love words." He walked to the couch with millet porridge, scooped a spoonful and blew it to her lips: "Be careful of scalding, eat slowly." ”

Yang Qinghe didn't open her mouth to eat, she stared at Wen Ziran for a long time before she asked again, "Brother Ziran, do you really have nothing to say to me?" ”

Wen Ziran also took a closer look at her expression, and then felt that something was not right, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?" But what gossip have you heard? ”

He had something hidden in his heart, and he was more or less weak in his heart towards Yang Qinghe, so he asked such a question.

Yang Qinghe hooked his lips and sneered: "Isn't it that I have to ask others to gossip to know if I want to know any news?" ”

Seeing Wen Ziran pursing her lips and not saying a word, she became more and more annoyed in her heart, reached out and overturned the fine porcelain bowl in his hand, and the sticky millet porridge was scattered all over the ground, she yelled at Wen Ziran: "Is my mother dead?" ”

Wen Ziran didn't answer, but he was thinking in his heart about how Yang Qinghe knew about this, and he knew it at this time. He had never told her about the death of the eldest princess, he knew Yang Qinghe's feelings for the eldest princess, and the reason why he didn't dare to tell her was because she was afraid of what happened. And no one in the house knows, the people who originally knew about this were all nursing homes, and they all issued bans, even if they wanted to say it, it shouldn't reach Yang Qinghe's ears.

He couldn't hide it, he just wanted to wait for her to give birth to a child and take care of her body before talking to her, even if he couldn't accept it, he wouldn't break his body.

Seeing that Wen Ziran was silent, Yang Qinghe tugged at his shirt and said emotionally: "You speak, are you dumb?" ”

Wen Ziran reached out and gently brushed her back, and said a little helplessly: "I'm also worried about your body." ”

This is an admission that the eldest princess is dead.

Yang Qinghe suddenly slumped, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, Wen Ziran quietly accompanied her and didn't speak.

"That's my mother, don't I even have the right to know her life and death? I'm her daughter, how can you be so ruthless?"

Yang Qinghe whispered, tears like pearls that had fallen off, as long as she remembered that the mother who loved her since she was a child was buried in the loess so silently, and she was still in the dark, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

Wen Ziran took her into his arms and coaxed her softly: "People can't be resurrected after death, you have just given birth to a child now, and your health is not good, can I take you to worship your mother when you are out of confinement?" ”

It's good that he didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, Yang Qinghe jumped up violently, and she pushed Wen Ziran hard: "Is it because of the child, is it because I am pregnant with your child, so I want to give up my own mother?" ”

Yang Qinghe's whole person has lost his mind, and he said anything without going through his brain, what is it called giving up my mother because of your child? Even though Wen Ziran was so good-tempered that he was angry when he heard this, he was many years older than Yang Qinghe, and although he was angry, he had already kept calm.

"Qinghe, calm down, don't say those hurtful words to hurt others and hurt yourself"

"You go away" Yang Qinghe's eyes were scarlet, and his complexion, which was originally slightly pale because of production, was also flushed, staring at Wen Ziran deadly, and said without words: "You don't have me in your heart, why do you want to marry me, humiliate me, you go"

She didn't know where the strength came from, so she rushed off the bed and pushed Wen Ziran out fiercely.