The newborn baby is not very good-looking, not to mention that the child is still born prematurely.

Although it was the first time to see it, You Yong hugged it slightly and lost interest in this red-skinned monkey who could only cry.

"Where's Madame?" You Yong asked majestically, and before Wen Po answered, he was about to walk inside.

"Madame, ma'am—" Wen Po trembled and was so unsteady that she almost threw the child to the ground.

You Yong suddenly felt bad and stopped: "Come on, what's wrong with Madame?" ”

"Ma'am, it's gone." Wen Po's legs went limp, and she knelt on the ground.

"You useless thing!" You Yong kicked out, but Wen Po couldn't dodge, so she could only turn around desperately and use her back to You Yong's feet, which protected the child.

"Wow-wow-wow-" The child who was protected by Wen Po on his chest avoided You Yong's feet, still pressed under Wen Po, and tried to let out a faint cry.

"Little master, don't cry, little master." Wen Po tried to straighten up, soothe the crying baby, and looked behind her with a shudder, only to see You Yong's anxious back walking towards the back room without stopping.

"Poor child, originally a concubine. As soon as I was born, my mother was gone, and my father didn't want to see me, what should you do! Wen Po muttered quietly, sighing for the baby's future.

You Yong hurriedly rushed into the room, and four people knelt in the room coldly, and his beloved was lying alone in the bloodstains.

"Yue'er, wake up, you're scaring me, aren't you?" You Yong trembled and knelt in front of Mingyue's bed, looking at the beautiful girl's eyes wide open, unwilling to move.

You Yong unwillingly probed Mingyue's snort with his index finger, and was heartbroken to find that Mingyue was really dead.

"Yue'er, my Yue'er! We've only known each other for two years, we've been together for seven months, and every day is a gift from God to me. You Yong lay on Mingyue's body and cried.

The people inside and outside the house trembled. They all knew that the general loved this little lady very much, but they didn't expect such a galloping general on the battlefield to cry for a woman!

"Ma'am, no!" Lian Rong settled Wen Qi and the children, and was about to go back to rest, when a few people hurried over.

"What? The young lady and the little young master have just rested! The maid was the first to warn.

The subordinate wiped a handful of sweat, and tried to lower his voice in a panic: "Little lady—"

"But the little lady hasn't been born yet? Let's go and see! Lian Rong beat her sore waist, and with the support of the maid, she stood up.

"No, ma'am!" The servant hurriedly spoke.

The maid raised her eyebrows: "Don't you say it quickly, what are you selling?" ”

The subordinate kowtowed: "The little lady gave birth to the little master, but the difficult birth went, the general, the general was martyred!" ”

Lian Rong's body couldn't help but soften: "What did you say?!" ”

"The general is martyred!" The subordinate desperately lowered his head, not daring to look at the lady's face.

Lian Rong's face turned pale: "Go over immediately!" ”

The three doctors had already treated the wound on You Yong's neck.

You Yong and Mingyue lay side by side in blood.

Lotus Rong's tears remained.

"Are you really that impatient? Don't even want to wait to avenge your moon? Lian Rong touched You Yong's cold cheeks: "General, you are so ruthless!" You have lost our family, your children, and your reputation like this, are not as good as such a woman who has only been around for two years? ”

"Mother," You Cheng hurriedly ran in.

You Cheng first heard the news of his wife's birth, but when he returned home, he received a report of his father's martyrdom.

"I'm tired, Cheng'er, you can take care of it!" Lian Rong wiped away her tears and walked out quietly.

You Cheng looked at the two people on the bed painfully and complicatedly, one was his crush, the woman, and the other was the father he had admired since childhood, and before he could save himself and fully accept their relationship, they were gone.

In just one day, the General's Mansion ushered in two little lives and sent two people away.

The two babies born at the same time enjoy completely different treatment.

Wen Qi's child, as the only male of the third generation of the General's Mansion, is naturally favored, and the remaining baby of Mingyue's dystocia was named "unknown" - because of him, Mingyue and You Yong both passed away.

"Poor little one." Lu Tao sneaked in.

Looking at the little baby lying alone on the bed, I feel a little distressed.

It's been a month since the child was born, but it still hasn't opened.

"The General's Mansion is really too deceitful!" Lu Tao was indignant.

He stayed in the capital to see if You Yong had any punishments, or to find an opportunity to avenge his eldest brother Qin Lang.

Unexpectedly, in just half a year, You Yong committed suicide and died, and Lu Tao had no object of hatred for a while, and his heart was empty.

In the end, Lu Tao decided to go and see the child.

"After all, it's the child of the county lord, the blood relative of the prince!" Lu Tao said to himself.

Lu Tao originally thought it would be difficult, but he didn't expect that the heavily guarded General's Mansion in the past, because of Lianrong's illness, You Cheng's lack of experience, and Wen Qi's production caused the people to be lax, Lu Tao easily mixed in and found Mingyue's residence before his death, that is, where the baby was.

"Babbling-" The little baby woke up and saw that Lu Tao in front of him was not afraid at all, but was very interested in grabbing Lu Tao's hair and trying to stuff it into his mouth.

"It's not a nephew of the son, these eyes really look like the son." Lu Tao couldn't help but admire.

Suddenly, Lu Tao's mind turned around, and he had an idea in his heart.

Xingcheng――

"Shizi, there is a letter from the capital." Hu Niu walked into Huo Ran's study.

Thirteen-year-old Huo Ran has begun to take on the demeanor of a teenager, with a tall and handsome posture.

"Give it to me." Huo Ran put down the brush and took it.

Hu Niu turned around and walked out of the study and closed the door with her hand.

Huo Ran quickly read the entire letter at a glance, and casually lit it on the oil lamp and burned it out.

Huo Ran watched the letter paper gradually be swallowed up by the flames, but he couldn't read the book anymore.

With a "squeak", Huo Ran pushed open the window, and a full moon hung in the sky.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Huo Ran sighed softly.

Mingyue died, and You Yong was martyred—this was the main message in the letter.

"Are you satisfied? The man you fancy loves you with his life? Huo Ran asked softly at the full moon.

For Mingrui's perfect and gentle Mingyue in his memory, Huo Ran had no bad feelings at first, she believed that Mingrui also hoped that this sister would be well, but unfortunately Mingyue was not as perfect as Mingrui thought.

However, no one is perfect, Huo Ran is willing to tolerate a little girl who has been "pampered" since she was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and suddenly suffered a broken family.