"The eldest brother finally has a queen, leaving the only bloodline." With emotion in his words, his eldest brother died young, and in the end only this only son was left, and he vowed to keep this only bloodline, and this child is the hope of the future of the An family.

"The posthumous son is also pitiful."

Perhaps for them, the birth of this child is something to be thankful for, leaving a bloodline for their beloved to pass on, but what about that child? I can't feel my father's love since I was a child, and I want to spend it in the eyes of the world,

A person who lacks father's love since childhood will not be strong when he grows up, his future and his destiny, he is afraid that he will have a lot of things to carry, and I don't want him to be the second An Youju!

"Wanwan, when will you and I have our own children?"

His eyes were hot and sincere, and he was afraid that he had thought about it long before they got married, but he had no choice but to say such a thing on their wedding night, so now, at some point in the future, he firmly believed that he could fulfill his little wish.

"There's no hurry, when you're healed, you'll have everything!"

Wan Yue smiled awkwardly, his wish is very simple, but it is also the most difficult to achieve, he is no longer as quiet and solemn as before, he is more willing to tell his heart, he is willing to let go of himself, it is also a kind of change.

"Wanwan, I want a home, I want a child, and at some point in the future, I can live happily."

"I know, that's what I want, I don't know when it's going to happen, but I'm always looking forward to it."

"Me too."

Wan Yue's eyebrows gradually curved, and she looked at him with a smile but not losing her seriousness, "Then you want to listen to me for everything!" ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" He nodded and replied earnestly.

"Well, in the future, the family will listen to me no matter how big or small, you are not allowed to refute what I say, the financial power of the family belongs to me, how to deal with it belongs to me, anyway, I have to ask me about everything, including you!"

Wanyue also had a smile in his eyes, he agreed to everything, it was easy to do, and doing what he said was his greatest advantage, such a person is a serious person, so he will take what he said seriously, so let's say less in the future!

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" An Youju grinned, reveling in her smile.

An Youju didn't realize that he had fallen into the trap of evening pleasure, and he was willing to do all this.

Sang Zhe shook his head again and again, the invincible General Megatron would be eaten to death by this little woman, and there must be such an extremely assertive master mother in the house who must be very distressed afterwards.

"Sang Zhe." Sang Zhe outside the door was waiting at the door for Wan Yue's order, "I'll go out, you take a good look at General An, don't let people come in casually!" Looking at him, her eyes were extremely tough, and her words were absolutely obedient to Sang Zhe.

If nothing else, she rescued An Youju, and she was the mistress of the house, and her words were as powerful as An Youju!

"I'll be back soon." With a smile in his eyes, he turned his head to An Youju and said.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

There is still a deal between her and Huan Yu that has not been reached, and the favor owed to him must not be owed in vain like this, and she is willing to pay the price, his eyes are already different, as indifferent as when they first met, although he said this

cut all of what he should do as a subordinate,

But he is not willing to be just a subordinate, behind this... What the hidden truth was, Wan Yue didn't know, but she didn't want to owe anyone more.

When he saw him, he was pruning the branches alone in the flower room, and the maidservant disappeared before he knew it.

"Master Huan is so elegant." As soon as Wan Yue entered the flower room, she felt a wave of heat rushing to her face, this is a small room made of special materials, not lacking enough to accommodate the two of them, this material can not see the scene inside the house outside, you can see every move outside inside, so magical.

There are all potted flowers planted here, only one pot of each flower, placed on the wooden shelves, he has great patience to play with the flowers, from time to time to loosen the soil for this pot, from time to time to prune and prune that pot,

The aroma here is strong, many but not mixed, and you can feel its unique aroma without getting close to a pot of flowers!

At this moment, Huan Yu is in front of a pot of calla lilies, holding scissors to prune the branches and leaves, and the leaves of this pot are yellow, as if they are about to wither.

"It's just a matter of passing the time." Huan Yu didn't look at Wanyue, and kept playing with the beautiful flowers in his hands.

It was a delicate black ceramic flower pot, with a pattern outlined with a golden pen, which may be too abstract for Wanyue to see what it was, to say that it was more like a beautiful face, enchanting and varied, and it looked pleasant and disgusting from different angles.

A pink calla lily, heart-shaped arrow-shaped, pink velvet stamens, it seems so delicate, the stem of the calla lily is very peculiar, the stem that has just grown is very thick, the more it grows thinner, there is only one flower on each stem and leaf, and each flower has only one leaf.

One leaf, one stamen, one flower, one petal, one heart.

"Every pot of flowers I plant has a purpose for its existence, and every flower is in memory of my friend, who is no longer alive when I plant flowers for him here."

Flower mounds, instead of mourning in the earth, are also a good method.

"And who is this pot of calla lilies commemorating?" Wan Yue stepped forward and looked at his careful appearance, it should have a lot to do with it, flowers are often compared to women, so many flowers are there a man? His appearance is more likely to attract the attention of women.

"A beautiful woman." His tone was tinged with a touch of sadness, burying the black soil tightly with his hands, the contrast between the white fingers and the fertile soil, the sharp contrast of the itinerary, the bones were distinct, seemingly weak and boneless, but also solid and powerful.

I knew it! Wan Yue gave him a roll of his eyes in his heart, although he still didn't show it in person, with a smile on the corner of his mouth,

"She is very beautiful, but she is not the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, there is only an indescribable charm, she is not a woman who is suitable for fighting and killing, she is good at charming, she is reminded by her ancestors, if she wants, she can bow down all the men under her pomegranate skirt."

Wanyue really wants to gradually this woman, what kind of person can have this kind of charm, it should be a woman with a smile and a smile, and the appearance of a woman --- Pei Concubine appeared in her mind

She is the most charming woman Wanyue has ever seen, with a smart style, but unfortunately the ending is down, what she charms is the emperor, the emperor is the most ruthless, there can be no real love!

And the woman who mourned Huan

I guess I'm even more beautiful than her.

"It's a pity that there is a body of charm, but she can't charm the man she loves!" He put the bouquet of flowers in the high pavilion and patted the wet soil on his hands,

She is destined to be a tragic woman, and her life has become a tragedy, the man does not love her, but he is still using her, making her commit to other men, so as to stabilize her position and get information from it, just like Xi Shi, but Xi Shi still has Fan Li's love, but she can only live crazy and without a form,

On such a day, life is worse than death for her, so he helped her and understood the broken rest of her life! Build a flower mound for her here, mourn her, and the days when they studied together,

The days of the past may not be as free as they are now, such fine clothes and food, at least happy, but now they are all things and people, all people are quietly changing, and the final outcome may be the same!

"A poor woman, too!" Wanyue couldn't help but sigh, she was the same as herself, she couldn't ask for anything, but Wanyue may be lucky to have a husband who loves her by her side.

Ahem... Ahem...

Huan Yu coughed violently, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, the handkerchief was white and slightly bloodstained, and he immediately ran outside, not so much running, but fleeing!

Wanyue also walked out with him, a cold wind came to his face, and he instantly felt cold and biting, it turned out that it was so warm inside.

"Are you alright?" Wan Yue looked at Huan Yu with a little worry, his cheeks were rosy, as if his body had become hot after staying in the flower room for a long time.

"It's fine." Huan Yu waved his hand, his body he knew best, but it was ridiculous to say.

"I still have a dead life, can it be useful to you?" Wan Yue took out the white jade bottle containing only two dead pills from her arms.

Huan Yu took it, opened the wooden cork on the bottle, poured out two coffee-colored pills, and checked them, yes, there were three in total when they were handed to her, except for the one given to An Youju, there were still two left.

"Princess, take it." handed the white jade bottle back to Wan Yue, he didn't care if he chose to give it to her, and this thing was useless to him.

This thing can't cure his disease, he can't cure his own disease even if he has no medical skills.

His illness was brought out of his mother's womb, and when his mother was pregnant, he was poisoned little by little, and accumulated in his bones over time, and even his master was helpless, once asserted that he would not live to be thirty years old.

Maybe from that beginning, he thought about it, in his limited life, he wanted to live happily, a little unwilling, he studied medicine with his master, and now when he finds that he is hopeless, he is not discouraged, and the rest of the days he has arranged,

In recent years, he found that he couldn't get heat, so he was accompanied by the cold all day long, and the more warm he touched, he would be poisoned, and he also found that he had become indifferent after staying in the cold for a long time.

He also didn't know when he would die, so he didn't fight or grab and lived according to his own wishes.

"I've always wanted to ask you, why did you give it to me if it's so valuable?" Wan Yue was confused, he gave away a rare death in this world, and Wan Yue didn't cherish this low-hanging fruit, in order to avoid spoiling, he still wanted to return it to him.