"That's what my sister-in-law said." Gao Wanyue can only accompany the smiling face, she can't compare to Hui Niang in this matter, and looked at An Youjue's cheeks shyly,

An Youjue's eyes were hazy, and the eyes that looked at her were meaningful, in this era, the succession of the ancestors is probably the most important thing, but now although the two of them sleep together, the autumn has not committed any crimes, and there is no movement at all, and it is also Gao Wanyue's intention to take precautions, and it is not yet time.

"That's it." Hu Luxian echoed casually, the people who didn't know anything were still helping on the side, he was really the only one, and the rest of the people were silent and didn't dare to say it.

But there doesn't seem to be anyone left, Gao Ji on the right is still young and doesn't understand anything, Huan Yu over there doesn't care about it, Anjia Erniang may not want her to give birth to a child to divide the family property, right?

"Slow down, everyone, I'll go see how the last soup goes." Naturally, he left the banquet under the pretext of leaving the banquet, and ordered the maid behind him to take a look at the soup in the kitchen, and he ran quickly towards the room of the second mother of the An family in the sight of everyone.

Pushing open the door, I saw that my nurse was pushing the cradle to coax the sleeping young master, and she came in with a sword and hurriedly pushed her out, "Madam, the old lady won't let you see the little master." ”

A look of embarrassment, but also helpless, her eyes are full of tears, she misses her son very much, she was taken away by her mother-in-law as soon as she was born, and she can't be raised by her side.

"Madame, you really can't stay longer." She was also afraid, afraid that she would be soft-hearted again next time, and she was also afraid that her mother-in-law would find out.

"Mama, you have to take good care of An'er." She told her a thousand times, but she couldn't fulfill her responsibilities as a mother.

"Don't worry, the old lady is the grandmother of the little master, and she has always regarded the little master as a treasure." Bitterly persuaded the tearful mother in front of her, and left the old lady's bedroom in a hurry.

At the table, the old lady waited for a long time and didn't see Hui Niang's figure, and asked the maid behind her, "Why hasn't Hui Niang come back yet?" ”

"Am I coming back late?" Hui Niang led the slave and maid in, with a soup pot behind her, she put her hands on the table with both sides, lifted the lid of the pot, and a fragrance of vegetables came to her nose, she took a bowl and served a bowl to An Jia Erniang, "Mother, can you taste it?" ”

As a result, An Jia Erniang tasted it carefully with a spoon without commenting, and scooped a bowl for everyone as a clear soup at the end of the banquet.

The banquet ended in such a hurry, and the unsupportable Wanyue had to leave first with An Youju, and the Yecheng in winter became more and more cold, which made people unbearable.

"Wanwan, are you alright?" Seeing that she was haggard, bloodless, and her hands were cold, she didn't know what was going on, maybe she couldn't let the people in the hall know about her hidden illness, "It's better to go back to the house and ask a doctor to take a look." ”

"It's okay, it's an old problem." Cold sweat oozed from her forehead, which was the upper [# &... Free to read]

The next time she was pushed into the water by Yuan Huangtou, she caught a cold, and when the monthly letter arrives every month, she will have abdominal pain, she didn't care about it before, and she didn't want to accumulate like this, and it became more and more serious.

An Youju helped Gao Wanyue to approach the mansion step by step, and Duanma greeted her when she saw this, "Eldest princess, what's wrong with you?" "She looks weak, she has no energy, all the support is on An Youjue's body, Shui Qing also stepped forward to help her,

"It's okay, just go get some hot water." Her legs walked mechanically, and she didn't want to take a step again, An Youju looked at her appearance at the moment, and she didn't feel good about it, so she hugged him in a panic and hugged his neck for fear of falling down, "I can walk by myself." ”

He ignored her and carried her directly to the bed and put her in the quilt, and Duanma also poured two soup women, one at her feet, and one for her to hold in her arms.

Tang Pozi embroidered a very beautiful plum blossom satin outside, very beautiful, holding it tightly on her chest in her arms, and she can also warm her heart.

"Better?" An Youju sat on the edge of the bed and covered her with a quilt well, with a concerned face, wrapping her like a zongzi, not breathable at all.

"Slave maid, go and boil some sugar water for the eldest princess." Duanma said and walked outside, "Please rest early, it's inconvenient to stay here tonight." ”

She thought for a moment, and then said, "It's better for the slave to clean up the side hall for you." ”

"Don't bother." He went out to chase after Duanma's figure, Duanma, unlike the rest of the slaves, is the princess's family order sealed by His Majesty, which is equivalent to a female official in the palace, with rank.

"Duanma, in fact, you don't have to bother, I can also take care of Wanwan." Duanma turned around and looked at An Youju, "The slave knows that she just wants to bring the horse out so that the eldest princess can be comfortable for a while, please come with me." ”

"Yes, yes." He followed Duanma all the way to the kitchen, Duanma neatly lit the fire and added firewood, and poured hot water into the pot in front of the stove, which was slightly better before, and it was more convenient to use hot water directly.

"Horse, look at it." She added a small amount of mash to the water again, and shook it in the pot with a spoon and stirred well, "Actually, the eldest princess is not sick, but it is also a common thing. ”

"Common?" His eyes widened and he couldn't believe it, she never easily hugged her illness and cried out in pain, even if she was not in good health, she buried it in her heart and never said it.

"Hand me the eggs." As soon as he turned around, he hugged the real basket over, Duan Ma picked two and held them in her hands and smashed them along the edge of the pot, and beat the eggs in the pot, "Every woman has to go through, every month will come to the monthly letter, maybe because of the cold caused by the body, or stomach pain, or leg soreness, or low back pain, or short temper." ”

He shouldn't understand, a big man doesn't know if no one has told him, but seeing his worried appearance will also cause trouble to the eldest princess, it would be better to tell him honestly.

The water in the pot is already boiling, the eggs are only half-cooked, and the white and tender egg whites are already cooked.

The egg yolk inside is still half-cooked, put the brown sugar cube in a bowl and mash it with a pestle, finely cut some ginger shreds and put it in the bowl, and then take out the eggs and sake lees and put them in the bowl, a bowl of brown sugar mash eggs, and it is ready.

"Give the eldest princess a tired horse." She handed the tray to An Youju, with a motherly smile, this is what she can do, the days to come will be long, in the next few decades, life is a matter of two people, if you don't live with mutual understanding, how can you be with each other?

"Okay, thank you." He picked up the tray and walked out, although this Duanma is a princess but for him, the meaning is different, Wanyue listens to her very much, and is even a little afraid of her, Duanma is more like an elder to herself, careful teaching, thoughtful in everything, but also to a certain extent to make up for his lack of maternal love and the role of mother-in-law.

Inside the house, Gao Wanyue walked into the house with the door frame, as if her stomach didn't hurt so much, she jumped on the bed, hugged the soup woman in her arms, and secretly screamed that it was not good.

"The eldest princess is very skilled." A figure limped over outside the door, standing outside the door and not entering, the red clothes in the moonlight were even more dazzling,

"Huachen, you're healed, aren't you?" Since you have the strength to joke, you must have the strength to live, and you can't die!

"Didn't I hear that you were sick and came to take a look," he leaned against the door frame outside, and the figure who was walking quietly and on tiptoe now clearly heard the sound of crutches hitting the ground, and the two people who were victims of a battle were even more sympathetic to each other.

Some self-blame and guilt, if he blocked Huan Yu that day and subdued him first, maybe she wouldn't think about killing herself in front of others, as a mercenary, she couldn't protect her employer, it was shame, his voice became melancholy, "How are you better?" ”

"I can't die." It's true that you can't die, but now some blood is shedding like a river.

"Then the subordinates will be relieved." He immediately smiled, chuckling at the way he was worrying, but he had multiple fractures, which was what he needed to recuperate.

"You go back, let's practice martial arts diligently, don't be beaten half-dead again, lose my people!" thought he was coming to see his jokes, and he choked back the same clever words,

"Yes, my princess."

She was lying on the bed looking at the stove in her hand with empty eyes, at the moment she was still alive, and she knew that the feeling of warmth and coldness was happiness, she wanted to live, live more freely, and now she wanted to live more and happier.

Sometimes I think that a woman like Hui Niang is also happy, much happier than she may be, she doesn't have to plan anything, she doesn't have to care about the changes outside, as long as she believes in her husband, she can teach her husband and children at home, serve her in-laws, and have less unnecessary dangers.

But such a day can't be over, maybe she is more selfish, and she only thinks that she is unwilling to be accompanied by those firewood, rice, oil and salt.

The door was gently pushed open, and An Youju walked in and handed the boiled egg in front of him, "Evening, eat while you want." ”

A burst of sweet brown sugar filled his nose, and he scooped up a spoonful hotly, and his mouth was sweet, "It's delicious." Gao Wanyue pursed her lips and was happy, as soon as she tasted it, she knew that it was Duanma's craftsmanship, she didn't eat much for dinner, and her stomach hurt so much that she could only drink hot water, and now she thinks that only Duanma really cares about her.

"Is it really that good?" looked at her happy face, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Look at you, I'm happy." Pin the bangs on her forehead behind her ears, and look at her black hair draped over her shoulders, soft and quiet, I am afraid that only at this time can I become a weak woman,

She drank the last drop of sugar water and brought the bowl to An Youju, "Finished eating." "Turning around and lying down, thinking that I would sleep beautifully, and tomorrow would not be so uncomfortable,

But he felt a chill behind him, and looked back at An Youju lying beside him, "Hey, didn't Duanma say that you would clean up the room and come out?" Looking at him in disbelief,

"No, I can take care of you if you're not feeling well!" He hugged her from behind, his warm and powerful arms were tightly embraced, he couldn't stop feeling distressed, even if he was unwell, he still stayed with him in Anfu for a day, the etiquette was thoughtful, there was nothing wrong with everything, and he secretly sighed, marrying a wife should be like this!

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was obscured by the clouds, the earth was dark, the feast of Anfu was over, the people who had dispersed the carnival were a little lonely, and the peaceful scene just now only the orphans and widows were left to end up in this house.

"Have you ever left the table to see Yu'er?" An Jia Erniang sat in the center of the main hall, looking at Hui Niang who was kneeling on the ground with a displeased face, she was trembling, and her apricot eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Mother, daughter-in-law didn't, you told Yu'er to be raised by you, I'm afraid that if I hand it over to me, my motherly heart will make him unable to become a talent, and I also obey your orders, I haven't been to see Yu'er." She cried so much that she kept her head down, as if she was obedient.

(End of chapter)