"I don't like it." He replied, kissing her earlobe and chuckling lowly, "But I like ours." ”

She smiled and dodged, "Itchy." ”

"It's just itchy." He smiled and continued to lean in.

Soon, her ears were damp, and she wanted to scold at the moment, but her body was softer and more muddy, and she couldn't get more, so she scolded angrily.

At most, it's like a mosquito, which will irritate him.

"I want to tell you news," she tried to avoid him, clasping his face in her hands, "I don't know if it's good news or bad news, but it's definitely bad news for you right now." ”

He raised his lips, thin lips glistening with a seductive sheen, and his hands were on either side of hers, "You say." ”

"You......" she bit the corner of her lip, "I'm going to be a father." ”

“？” He was stunned and didn't understand.

She let go of his face, covered her own, and let go, "You're going to be a father." ”

He froze, his eyes staring straight at her.

She looked at him through her fingers, frowning slightly.

What the hell is this reaction?

The two looked at each other like this, I don't know how long.

Suddenly, he sat up with a bullet and muttered, "I'm going to be a father?" I'm going to be a dad, I ......"

She snorted and laughed.

Dare to love him, it was a fragment just now.

She sat up, covered his mouth, leaned gently into his arms, put her hands around his waist, and her voice was sweet and glutinous, "Junmo ......"

Soft like a little sheep.

His eyebrows deepened, his Adam's apple moved, and he looked at her with a smile, "You abrasive little goblin." ”

In addition to happiness, I couldn't help but sigh.

This year, how can he endure it?

Obviously, I have just tasted the sweetness of the forbidden fruit......

Since Feng Lingye had a child, her personality has become more feminine, and she is much more clingy than before.

For example, every night, I was afraid that he would secretly climb into bed, but now, I actually took the initiative to hold him to sleep every day, his body was soft, and he would say some sweet words, which made him happy and uncomfortable.

"Say, what will our children be called in the future?" She lay on his chest and touched his ......

Unspeakable.

He grabbed her dishonest little paws, "Didn't you say I had a bad name?" ”

"That's your child, if you don't like it, he will complain about you for the rest of his life." The corners of her mouth twitched.

He was helpless and gently stroked her head, "Okay, I'll take it well." ”

Since Feng Lingye was pregnant, Zhongli Yan Xue felt that life was full of gray, hugged Shao'er in her arms, and told him, "If Duan Junmo gives birth to a daughter, you will marry her, do you know?" ”

"What if it's a son?" Feng Qinglan asked casually.

Zhongli Yan Xue's eyes were cold, "Then bend him and let him break his sleeves." ”

The corners of Feng Qinglan's mouth twitched, "Isn't that Shao'er a broken sleeve?" ”

He was stunned.

Life is so dull and boring.

In order to let Feng Lingye raise the fetus with peace of mind, Duan Junmo took most of the work in the pharmacy to himself, and if he didn't understand something, he would humbly ask Feng Lingye for advice, and he got started quickly.

Gong Jiyue and Leng Kite also changed from dark guards to errands.

The two of them often squat on the threshold to sigh and discuss life.

Gong Jiyue said: "Shouldn't we make a different living?" ”

Leng Kite's face was numb: "What to change?" ”

Gong Jiyue replied: "Generals, killers, and guards, even if you are not good, you can go to the dart bureau to make a difference." ”

Leng Kite shook his head, "One minister does not matter to the two kings, and one servant does not matter to the two masters." ”

Gong Jiyue was kind and tempting, "Let's just go and do a part-time job." ”

Leng Kite was stunned, and this operation?

Feng Lingye walked out with a small belly, "What's the matter, I'm bored in my spare days?" ”

Leng Kite didn't speak.

Gong Jiyue nodded honestly.

Feng Lingye stretched out his finger and pointed to a chicken on the tree, "Help me catch it." ”

The cold kite immediately flew up, the rooster was so frightened that he immediately flapped his wings and flew down, and the cold kite hurriedly caught up, going back and forth like this, but he didn't catch it.

Feng Lingye sneered and looked at Gong Jiyue, "You can't catch a chicken, and you still want to be a general, a guard, and a killer?" ”

After saying that, he turned around and went into the house.

Gong Jiyue looked at Leng Kite thoughtfully, she really couldn't catch it?

Driven by curiosity, he also flew over.

As a result, people saw that the two martial arts masters followed a chicken in a circle.

Duan Junmo sat in front of the windowsill of the attic to settle the accounts, and saw Feng Lingye sitting over, without raising his head, "What did that chicken eat and grow up?" ”

"Bugs." She replied.

He raised an eyebrow, "Bugs with wings?" ”

She took the ink strip and began to grind it for him.

"When I'm done with that, I'll cook for you." He said, looking up again, "Is the fruit you picked sour enough this time?" ”

"Sour." She nodded.

I almost didn't sour my big teeth.

Who said that pregnant women eat sour fruits are sweet.

It's also sour, okay?

But it tastes so good, and it's the same as spicy, the more sour it is, the more exciting it is.

Ever since Duan Junmo saw Feng Lingye reading another book for pregnant women, he also took a curious look at it, and then he began to be fascinated.

What not to eat too much fat, so as not to make children too fat and adults to have a difficult birth, what to eat more foods such as high protein, nuts, fruits.

He began to cook the food himself, and he threw himself into the kitchen, and the account books of the store were handed over to Gong Jiyue.

Gong Jiyue took the account book, one head and two big, but she couldn't refuse.

Leng Kite took pity on him, so he silently grinded beside him.

Gong Jiyue didn't notice it at first, but then turned her head and saw the ground cold kite, how unpleasant it was.

It is said that the red sleeves add fragrance, what kind of fun is this kid coming along?

However, the two of them were already inseparable, drove him away, and he was bored, so he simply endured this cold and put his heart on the ledger.

In the evening, after dinner, Duan Junmo took her for a walk around the city every day according to what was said in the classic books of pregnant women.

Feng Lingye held his hand, "I want to carry it." ”

Duan Junmo was helpless, "You have a big belly, and you will press our baby." ”

She raised her lips, "Then you hug." ”

He didn't say a word, and directly hugged her horizontally, so happy that she couldn't help laughing.

How far away, the neighbors in the street heard her laughter, and someone made a head out of the store and joked, "Boss Duan, have you taken Boss Feng out for a walk again?" ”

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he replied lightly.

When some women saw it, they all looked at Feng Lingye with envy, "Boss Feng, are you taking a walk, or are you taking a walk?" ”

Feng Lingye put his arms around Duan Junmo's neck and replied with a smile: "Walk the husband." ”

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Duan Junmo didn't mind, holding Feng Lingye, who was a lot heavier, was like holding a piece of treasure, and he was reluctant to let go.

When it got dark, the two of them snuggled up to each other in the yard, feeling the gradually cooler weather, and watching the withered fallen leaves in the yard.

"Do you like your son or your daughter?" She leaned into his arms and let him wrap his hands around her.

He barely thought about it, "I like it all." ”

"Then give birth to a pair?" She laughed.

He lowered his eyes, "Really pregnant?" ”

"It's going to wear me out." She flicked his head.

He suddenly smiled, "I want a daughter who looks like you." ”

"Want a lover from a past life?" She raised her eyes, turned her head, and met his eyebrows, "Huh? ”

He touched her eyebrows, "I'd rather have a lover than a rival." ”

She snorted softly, "I'm going to give birth to a son and go against you." ”

He circled her tightly and brought her to her ear, his voice full of magnetism, "I'm your husband, why do you want to oppose me?" ”

"If you are not happy, I will be happy." She raised her lips and smiled heartlessly.

He had some headaches.

Because after that, she really built her happiness on his unhappiness, such as running away after teasing him, or taking out a strange doll and making him ......

The taste is strange and unspeakable.

It's kind of like what she said about the big pervert.

It's really boring, and he is holding a razor to shave the hair under his armpits, if he doesn't know how to do light work, I'm afraid he would have been murdered.

But she had a lot of fun.

Later, he realized that even if she didn't live in the harem, she could play a lot of new tricks, and she would never have free time.

In winter, the belly also began to grow, and Feng Lingye became a hibernating white polar bear, hiding on a soft couch, putting a few hand warmers under his feet, wearing a thick hat, and only a small face remained.

Duan Junmo accompanied her in the house.

As a result, after a winter, except for Leng Kite and Gong Jiyue, who were busy as dogs, the two of them directly gained twenty pounds.

She pinched his little belly, "You also have a baby in your belly?" ”

He...... Embarrassment.

Then I saw that he was holding the mobile tiger head and practicing martial arts and slimming down on the snow-covered ground.

Leng Kite and Gong Jiyue squatted tremblingly in the corridor, like two old hens buried in the snow.

Leng Kite: "Brother, I'm a little cold. ”

Gong Jiyue silently moved closer.

Leng Kite rested her head on his shoulder.

He reached out and pushed away in disgust.

The snow is falling, the sky and the earth are white, silent and fresh.

Duan Junmo was dressed in a cyan robe, his posture was vigorous, his steps were like a tiger, and his knife skills were sharp, slashing through the air, whirring.

Feng Lingye opened the window, revealing a gap, squinting at his man, his eyes full of adoration.

Leng Kite and Gong Jiyue leaned together, quietly looking at Duan Junmo's knife technique.

can only join in the fun and see, that big knife, they can only barely pick it up, and it is still a bit of a hindrance to use it so freely.

Feng Lingye took a deep breath and looked at the clear sky, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

It's a good day like this.

Not long after, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and every household began to put up lights, and under the eaves of the street, there was a red fire.

Feng Lingye tossed in his medical pocket for a long time, and finally took out a string of small star lanterns with batteries and hung them in the pharmacy and small courtyard, attracting the attention of many people.

The sound of firecrackers comes and goes, full of New Year's flavor.

For the sake of Feng Lingye's fetus, Duan Junmo banned the firecrackers in the pharmacy and set off fireworks instead.

On the night of the New Year, Feng Lingye wrapped himself like a zongzi, standing in the courtyard, holding the stove, watching Duan Junmo, Gong Jiyue and Leng Kite set off fireworks.

The dazzling fireworks swished into the sky, and the stars bloomed little by little, bright and beautiful.

In the white snowy night, warm and romantic.

Duan Junmo asked Leng Kite and Gong Jiyue to continue to let go, and then flew up to the roof with Feng Lingye and intimately put a cotton mat on her.

Looking at such a romantic beauty, Feng Ling touched the scene at night, made a trumpet shape with his hand, and shouted towards the night sky: "Duan Junmo, I love you-"

Duan Junmo's heart moved, and he hugged her and gave her a deep kiss.

Time seems to stand still.

The snowflakes also froze in mid-air.

The fireworks remain in the night sky, and the brilliant colors will never fade.

This Chinese New Year's Eve, very sweet.

After playing for a while, the Prince's Mansion sent someone to hand over the invitation and let them go over to have a reunion dinner together.

Feng Lingye is Feng Qinglan's second sister, and Feng Qinglan has become the princess of the crown prince, so Feng Lingye naturally became the eldest sister-in-law.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner should be eaten together.

After cleaning up, the four of them got into the carriage and drove towards the prince's mansion.

After being decorated, the Prince's Mansion looks more and more luxurious and expansive, and it is full of joy.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was placed in the attic, and there were not many people, and there were not many people.

In addition to Feng Lingye and others, Zhong Li, Yan Xue and Feng Qinglan, there are also Zhong Liyun.

Everyone sits together, they are not inhibited, they should eat and drink, they are very casual.

"Why don't you go to the palace for Chinese New Year's Eve?" Feng Lingye looked at Zhongli and Yan Xue's two siblings.

Zhongli Yan Xue added a chopstick dish to Shao'er, "Daddy is old, he can't stand the cold, so he set up a table during the day and won't go at night." ”

Feng Lingye nodded slowly.

Zhong Liyun looked at her belly, "It's not small anymore, when will it be born?" ”

Feng Lingye glanced at her stomach and smiled softly, "Next summer." ”

"Can you find out if it's a son or a daughter?" Zhong Liyun asked curiously.

As soon as these words came out, Zhongli Yan Xue and Feng Qinglan also followed.

Feng Lingye smiled, "It's a son." ”

She really got her wish and gave Duan Junmo a little rival.

I saw Zhongli Yan Xue sighing, while Feng Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Lingye approached Shao'er and touched his head, "How old is Shao'er?" ”

"When tonight is over, I'll be two years old." Feng Qinglan replied.

Feng Lingye smiled and touched her belly, "Shao'er is about to be an elder brother, do you like younger brother?" ”

Shao'er's little red lips pursed, "Shao'er wants to marry a younger sister, not a younger brother." ”

Feng Ling was stunned.

When Feng Qinglan heard this, she immediately looked embarrassed, "He taught him blindly all day long, don't mind the second sister." ”

Zhongli Yan Xue snorted coldly, turned his head and didn't speak.

Feng Lingye smiled, daring to love this guy and still have this thought, but it is not necessary for close relatives to get married.

At this time, Zhongli Yan Xue looked at Duan Junmo faintly, which pot was not opened, and said, "At first glance, has the second brother-in-law gained weight?" ”

Duan Junmo's face sank, his thin lips opened, and he replied calmly: "This is called wealth." ”

Feng Qinglan was afraid that the two would fight on the spot, so she hurriedly said, "After eating in a while, let's set off fireworks together, right?" ”

"Okay." Feng Ling replied at night, he hadn't had enough fun in the yard just now.

The territory of the Prince's Mansion is wide, and the fireworks bought are all heavy-level, and the next person will light the fireworks, and the fireworks will instantly envelop the entire Prince's Mansion, which is very beautiful.

Shao'er followed in the fun, holding the fireworks stick prepared for her by Feng Qinglan, running and putting it off, happily "clucking" and screaming.

Feng Qinglan followed behind, panting and letting him slow down.

Sitting in the carriage home, Feng Lingye looked at the street scene outside the car window, it was now Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone did not sleep, sitting in the house around the stove chatting and laughing, children playing in the house, all waiting for the adult's money.

After returning home, Feng Lingye invited Duan Junmo, Gong Jiyue and Leng Kite to play a few rounds of mahjong, and finally Duan Junmo went to sleep on the grounds that the pregnant woman wanted to rest early.

When I woke up the next morning, the faint smell of gunpowder floated in the air, occasionally mixed with the joyful laughter of children.

Another year has passed.

She stretched lazily.

That's nice.

He walked over and put a cloak on her, "Want to go out and walk around?" ”

"Hmm." Pulling the cloak tight, she followed him out of the yard for a rare time.

The neighbors around have also gotten up one after another, some are cleaning the firecracker crumbs in front of the door, and some have already begun to prepare breakfast.

Smoke curls in the courtyard, drifting in the white sky, far away and empty.

When I went home, I drank a bowl of warm hot porridge, and on such a day, I was so moved that I wanted to cry.

In the spring, Feng Ling, who was pregnant, couldn't ride a carriage at night, so she had to raise a baby in a pharmacy, and her life was simple and plain.

Time flies.

On this day, the pharmacy received a letter from Rong Guo, Feng Lingye opened it and saw that it was Yan Xi's letter of peace.

I haven't sent a letter for more than half a year, but this time I suddenly sent a letter, and Yan Xi is not good at lying, most of them because she didn't have a good time a few days ago.

The letter is all good news, he entered the Hanlin Academy, the official is not big, but the superiors attach great importance to him and like him, and his career is smooth.

And the emperor of Rongguo is very wise, and what is even more peculiar is that there is only one queen in the harem, no concubines, and the spare harem is all the queen's maiden family.

"It's a strange man, too." After reading it, Feng Lingye closed the letter and looked at Duan Junmo, "It is said that the former Emperor Rongguo was surnamed Duan, and then the former Rongguo was destroyed, and then the Baili family was re-established, known as the Hourong State in history, but the emperor was surnamed Baili." ”

Duan Junmo thought thoughtfully, "According to Emperor Taishang, the first emperor who established the Dali Kingdom seems to have come from the east by boat across the sea, maybe the ancestors of the Qianrong Kingdom and the Dali Kingdom really have some kind of connection." ”

Feng Lingye raised the letter paper and hooked his lips, "When will you go over and see?" ”

He touched her belly, "Let's wait until the baby is older." ”

She looked at her stomach and sighed faintly, "Son, son, come out quickly." ”

Since the beginning of the Chinese New Year, Prime Minister Zhao has been dissatisfied with the status quo, leading the four princes to target Zhong Liyun and Zhong Li Yan Xue again and again, the old emperor is getting old, and he can't control so much.

The court was divided into two parties in this way, and the contradictions became more and more intense.

Finally, on the day when the imperial doctor announced that the old emperor was basically unable to return to heaven, the prime minister led the second prince to launch a palace change.

And this day also happens to be the day of Feng Lingye's production.

Feng Lingye's labor pains began at midnight and lasted until the second half of the night.

Duan Jun stayed in the courtyard, anxious and uneasy, through the door, he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't hear Feng Lingye's cry, only saw basins of clean hot water brought in, and saw basins of bright red blood water brought out.

Several female apprentices guarded the bedside, helping to press their stomachs and guiding Feng Ling to take a deep breath at night.

Feng Lingye himself is a doctor, and he knows that it is useless to shout loudly, but gritted his teeth and used all the strength of his body in his lower body.

Outside was the footsteps of the soldiers and horses, and inside the room was the roar of her desperate production, which was oppressive and suffocating.

Every palace change needs to pay the price of blood.

At the head of the city, it didn't take long for a bloody storm to fall, and dark clouds covered the entire sky.

Zhong Liyun and Zhong Li Yan Xue had already noticed that the two of them should cooperate inside and outside, and they came to a flanking attack, surrounding Zhao Chengxiang and the four princes in the center and killing them without mercy.

The dawn is getting clearer.

I saw a subordinate happily running to the anxious Duan Junmo's side, "Boss Duan, Boss Duan, good news!" ”

Duan Junmo pulled him, overjoyed, "Ling'er gave birth smoothly?" ”

"No, no, no." The subordinate pointed to the outside of the courtyard, "The prince and the princess won the battle, and Prime Minister Zhao and the four princes were captured, and now they have been put in prison, and they can be executed when the emperor wakes up." ”

Duan Junmo's face darkened, let go of him, frowned, and said, "It's not Ling'er's business, don't bother me again!" ”

The next person was unknown, so he quickly retreated.

But it wasn't long before the man returned.

Duan Junmo looked over with a gloomy gaze.

The subordinate shuddered, "This, this time it's Boss Feng's business, she has given birth smoothly, the mother and child are safe, Boss Duan can go in......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Duan Junmo rushing in with excitement on his face.

The people were still making up the bedside, and they had just sewn up Feng Lingye's lower body, and when they saw Duan Junmo coming in, they hurriedly asked the maid to clean up the scene and retreat.

Looking at the blood stains on the bedside, the sweaty Feng Lingye, and the baby squirming in swaddling clothes, he guarded his heart all night, and he could no longer withstand such visual stimulation.

Walked up to her, took her hand, covered her moist eyes, and cried......

Feng Lingye looked at him, frightened and panicked, and quickly hugged his big head in his arms, "What's wrong with you?" ”

He hugged her neck, his body trembling slightly, and there was no sound, but he left a dampness around her neck.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, we'll give birth to this one, and never give birth again, okay?" She quickly relieved, reaching out to soothe his back.

He nodded.

"Look at the fat boy I gave you." She let go of him, and there was a little more tenderness in her eyes.

He looked up and looked at the little guy beside him with teary eyes.

A pair of deep phoenix eyes, and a pair of small sword eyebrows, the eyebrows are not dark, they are still faint milky yellow, the nose is small, and the small mouth is tender, it is simply his...... Replica version.

"I don't like it!" He only glanced at it, and then turned his face away in disgust.

Like looking in the mirror, he was tired of looking at it, and he was still full of expectations that his son could be the same as Feng Lingye.

Who knew that the little guy looked at his expression, Xu was a coincidence, Xu was deliberate, and he rolled his eyes silently.

The two looked at his small expression, and Gu was stunned.

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