"I'm her aunt, I don't care who cares about her, anyway, I'm going to take her today, you can't get used to it, go back to Jiangzhou by yourself!" After saying that, she turned her head away from him, and at this time she could imagine how angry he was.

"How can you be so selfish!" Chen Youliang was furious.

"Aren't you just as domineering? Don't say anything about anyone! Yun Qianwen replied to him confidently.

"You!"

Chen Youliang was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, he knew that Yun Qian was just a matter of not making noise, if he was really noisy, he really couldn't quarrel with her.

Every time he was choked by her, he hated to strangle it, especially when she said that she went back to Jiangzhou, he was even more angry that he had a fire in his heart, and there was nowhere to go, he turned around violently, walked quickly to the gate, and when he walked to the door, he still couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Friendship!"

Yun Qianwen looked at the bright red blood on the ground, hurriedly stepped forward, took out a handkerchief and was about to wipe the blood on his mouth for him.

"Go away!" Chen Youliang was so angry that he blocked it with one hand, and Yun Qianwen was almost thrown to the ground by him.

The baby in his arms suddenly cried with a frightened "wow".

Yun Qianwen had never taken a child, and when the child cried, she didn't know what to do, so she hurriedly shook it randomly.

"Well, don't cry, Daddy is just joking with us."

As he spoke, he quietly glanced at Chen Youliang from the corner of his eyes, and sure enough, Chen Youliang listened to her words, and the anger on his face all subsided.

At this time, he was watching Yun Qianwen clumsily coaxing the child, and the love on her face touched his heart.

couldn't help but step forward and snatch the baby from her arms, Yun Qianwen coldly felt that her arms were empty, and the child instantly arrived in Chen Youliang's arms, and she panicked.

"What are you going to do? Don't scare her! ”

Chen Youliang ignored her, just tightened the baby into his arms, and the child's crying stopped.

Why don't you cry? Was it scared to death? Yun Qianwen hurriedly stepped forward and put his hand on the baby's mouth and nose, there was still a slightly hot breath, the little guy was sleeping sweetly, Yun Qianwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Friendship, you are so amazing, if you have our child in the future, you can hold it, okay!" Yun Qianwen slapped the sycophants so seamlessly that it was not easy to notice, and at present, she could say anything as long as she coaxed him well.

Chen Youliang handed the child to her and said indifferently:

"Even children can't coax, what else can they do!"

After saying that, he threw up his sleeves and left.

Yun Qianwen looked at him with an expressionless face, and thought to himself, these words didn't enter his heart.

As everyone knows, the corners of Chen Youliang's lips who were carrying her on her rose, leaking an imperceptible smile.

The sentence just now was the most beautiful sentence in his life, and he hadn't been so happy in his heart for a long time.

Yun Qian asked himself that he didn't know that her sycophant had successfully slapped into his heart.

At this time, the green mist just came in,

"Qingwu, what's wrong with my mother."

"Don't worry, Madame has recovered, but she insists on taking care of your sister's funeral herself." Qingwu said that she was going to pick up her child.

"Don't move, you won't hug, she just fell asleep, don't make her cry."

Yun Qian asked and walked to the door with the child in his arms, Qingwu was unconvinced and said:

"Who said I wouldn't." Qingwu pouted a little unconvinced.

And when Yun Qianwen heard that the Wang family was going to stay, he was even more worried, and walked out of the door after handing over the baby to Qingwu, Chen Youliang sat on a tall horse, saw her come out, stretched out his hand and waited for her to get on the horse.

"Forgive me, I can't give you back first." She looked at Chen Youliang on the horse with some apologies.

Chen Youliang's face darkened again, black into a line, this woman relied on him to love her, and challenged his patience again and again.

Chen Youliang jumped off the horse and stood beside her, looking down at her.

"My sister just left, I can't leave now." She knew he wasn't happy, but she couldn't help it.

"That's it, you go back by yourself first, after my sister's funeral is over, I'll go back to the Han Palace." She grabbed his sleeve and looked up in pleading, her smart eyes glistening with tears.

Chen Youliang reluctantly pulled her into his arms, and said helplessly:

"How can my husband leave you here alone, girl, I, Chen Youliang, will be defeated in your hands in this life, what should I do with you."

Yun Qianwen was so moved that she wrapped around his sturdy narrow waist, although she was a little sour at this time, she was also a little sweet.

Yun Su asked to leave, she didn't feel too sad, after all, the feelings were not deep, but she felt sorry for her mother.

At Yun Suwen's funeral, Wang cried darkly, his mind was sometimes sober and sometimes confused, and when he was excited, he even pinched Yun Qianwen's arm, and Yun Qianwen's arm was pinched and purple.

She guarded the Wang family day and night, Du Niang helped her take the baby, Yun Qianwen was indeed tossed enough by the Wang family, sometimes she was so busy that she couldn't even doze off.

And Chen Youliang regretted letting her stay, he couldn't see her for several days, he was busy with military affairs and strode towards the east courtyard, and as soon as he walked to the door, he saw Yun Qianwen dragging his tired body out.

When she saw Chen Youliang, she didn't say a word, and fell directly into his arms, feeling more and more sleepy.

Chen Youliang picked her up and walked to her room, put her on the collapse, grabbed the quilt next to her and wrapped her, let her snuggle in her arms, and gently felt the softness of her body and the fragrance between the hairs, full of tenderness.

"Chen Youliang, are you really Brother Xuan?" Yun Qianwen slowly opened his heavy eyelids, eager to get a positive answer.

"I'm Chen Youliang!" He didn't answer directly, nor did he deny her.

Yun Qianwen was disappointed in her heart, but quickly calmed down, no matter who he was, she knew that only this man would give her warmth, and he accommodated her again and again, connived at her, because she would be jealous of her words, because she couldn't quarrel with her, she was so angry that she vomited blood, she couldn't leave him for a long time.

"Don't think about it too much, I just need to know that Brother Xuan is still alive, I really just want him to be alive." Yun Qian asked, his eyes getting tired and tired, followed by a slight sound of breathing.

She slept soundly, because his arms were warm and steady.

Chen Youliang laid her flat, lay down on her side, quietly looked at her doll-like sleeping face, long eyelashes, like congealed skin, big hands couldn't help but caress her face, gradually touched her neck, and slid all the way down to her towering.

Since becoming married to her, her whole body has changed, and every inch of her skin can provoke his inner desire and the reaction of his body.

Peeling back the clothes on her chest, the pink bandeau must have hidden the roundness of her that he had expected.

Reaching out and reaching in, the sound of breathing began to be rapid again, Yun Qianwen opened his hand in a daze, and his eyes did not open, muttering:

"Don't make a fuss, let me get a good night's sleep." Even her low voice at this time was full of indescribable charm.

Chen Youliang withdrew his hand and hugged her into his arms.

Yun Qianwen greedily absorbed the warmth in his arms, and put one hand around his neck, but the faint pain in her back made her unable to sleep steadily, but she felt a sense of security.

But she didn't know that Chen Youliang was suffering all night long, and sometimes wanted to let go of her, go out to take a cold shower, and be sober, but seeing that she was so dependent on him, she could only endure it and let her hold her.

When Yun Qianwen woke up again, it was already three poles in the sun, touched the side, there was no one, sniffed lightly, there was still a strong masculinity in the room, she was familiar with this smell, could it be that he just left?

The heart is empty, where has he gone.

After bathing, she opened the door, and a few maple leaves floated in and landed on her shoulders and undried hair, instantly feeling refreshed.

"Third Miss, it's great that you're awake!" Du Niang came with the baby in her arms.

Yun Qianwen looked down at the increasingly tender little face and chubby little hands, her heart was soft, and she took the child and held it in her arms, at this time her heart had melted.

"How's my mother?" She asked.

"Madame is almost fine, and I know that you are tired for a while, so I didn't bother you." Du Niang said with a smile.

"What about others?" She asked unintentionally.

Du Niang naturally knew who she was talking about, and just as she was about to answer, a melodious and atmospheric flute sound came from the direction of the backyard.

Yun Qianwen is familiar with the sound of this flute, but he can't remember where he has heard it.

"Third Miss, there is a back mountain a hundred meters away from the backyard of Yunfu, and the back mountain is the maple forest of our Yunfu, and the sound of this flute is from there." Du Niang looked in the direction of the backyard and said.

Yun Qian asked about the backyard of Yunfu, all the way to the north, walked nearly a few hundred meters, it was still empty, every hundred meters away there were black-clothed soldiers stationed, unconsciously came to a maple forest, a gust of wind blew, and the fiery red maple leaves on the ground were swept up by the whirlwind.

The leaves dispersed, and a melodious flute continued to come, and she closed her eyes lightly, and vigorously recalled the flute sound, and a long-sealed memory came to her.

The beautiful young man in white back then was arrogant and cold, but he was endlessly friendly to her between his eyes and eyebrows.

When she opened her eyes, the tall and slender white figure had her back to her, her long black hair poured down, her white clothes were like snow, and her temperament was proud and indifferent, like an immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Brother Xuan!" She screamed tentatively, and the flute suddenly stopped, and only the sound of maple leaves fluttering could be heard.

The man slowly turned his face, his face was like white jade, his expression was flying, and he was dressed in white and dancing with the wind.

"Is it really you?" She didn't believe it, she thought they just looked alike, but the thin gauze between his eyebrows told her very strikingly:

Chen Youliang is really Chen Zixuan!

"You don't want it to be me?" He smiled, his expression was the same as back then, and there was a transcendent indifference and calmness in his expression.

Yun Qianwen really didn't get used to it, she was like a dream, Brother Xuan and Chen Youliang were integrated, she felt very illusory.

pinched her arm hard, proving that she was not in a dream, and the feeling of pain instantly made her unbearable.