The atmosphere of the Hou Mansion, which has been heavy for many days, has improved because of the happy event that Yuan Niang is pregnant.

The water pavilion pole is even more crowded, fortunately, the Wang family felt sorry for Yuan Niang, and the next day, they stopped everyone and let them recuperate, and finally got quiet, and Yuan Niang breathed a sigh of relief.

Wearing a gown made of mink, with a white bamboo leaf embroidered skirt, the face of the Yuan Niang is better, the room is diffused with a faint fragrance of flowers, only to see the square table of the soft couch, a pot of nightshade is blooming, all say that this flower is fragrant at night, fragrant during the day, it does not know that this flower is also fragrant during the day, but people's hearts are too irritable during the day, so they can't pay attention to this incense.

This flower is still raised in Mrs. Tai's warm pavilion, and as soon as it blooms, it will be sent to Yuan Niang.

With such concern and affection, where is there anything that Yuan Niang is not satisfied, her hand strokes her stomach, a faint smile rises on her face, and she unconsciously has a little life growing.

"Young lady, the second master is here." Chunhua's voice was neither high nor low outside.

Yuan Niang's instinctive expression was awe-inspiring, and when she saw Lan Mei on the side, she suppressed the panic in her heart, "Beckon the second master to sit outside." ”

Only then did he get off the soft couch under the service of Lan Mei, tidy up his appearance, and when he arrived outside, Sima Shangyi was using tea, and the teacup half-raised in his mouth and the gap between his hands could just see Yuan Niang coming over, the corners of his indifferent lips couldn't help but twitch, and when he put down the teacup, his face had regained calm.

"Second uncle." Yuan Niang saluted in a regular manner.

"Sit down." opened the door, and the title was never spoken.

Sima Shangyi secretly looked at her, and seeing that her face was fine, Fang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll go to the border tomorrow, come and see if you have anything to say to Yan'er?" I understand his temper, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to persuade him to come back, so why don't you write a letter and I'll bring it over. ”

These things could have been told by his subordinates, but in order to take a look at her, he didn't even want to pay attention to these rules.

Being stared straight at, Yuan Niang looked at it for a while, and then thought for a while before replying, "I'm tired of the second uncle running this time, I don't have anything to bring to him." ”

Sima Shangyi sighed slightly, still looking at her, "When two people live together, there should always be a regression, so it's good, although I shouldn't say this, it's just that Yan'er is spoiled, it's hard to make a little temperament, you have to understand him." ”

The sentence 'he cares about you' hesitated for a while, but Sima Shangyi didn't say anything, the woman in front of him was what he loved and thought about, and now he has become his nephew's daughter-in-law, so how can he be embarrassed?

Yuan Niang smiled faintly and didn't speak, seeing this, Sima Shangyi couldn't find a reason to speak again, so he got up and left, returned to the soft couch, through the window paper, Yuan Niang could still see the back of walking to the gate of the courtyard.

I didn't know that thought before, so I just did, but now I know, but it makes her upset, on the one hand, her husband who ran away from home with a temper, and on the other hand, the calm and introverted second uncle, and the second aunt is her half-sister, and this relationship makes her head ache faintly when she thinks about it.

Sima Shangyi got out of the water pavilion pole, did not stop for a moment, walked quickly, vigorously followed behind him and trotted after him, tired and out of breath, until he returned to the Agarwood Pavilion and saw that the master stopped, he exhaled and came out.

Looking at the plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, thinking about the faint night fragrance that passed by gently just now, Sima Shangyi's cold face slowly softened, and at this moment, he knew that she had already been deeply engraved in his heart.