The old lady was kind and did not be cruel to her, so that she could no longer get pregnant.

She thought and looked at Xiao Heng expectantly: "Ah Lang is happy?" ”

The lanterns in the verandah were dim, and Xiao Heng's face was half-bright and half-dark, and he couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow.

Pei Daozhu frowned: "Ah Lang? ”

Xiao Heng gritted his teeth, stared at the delicate little lady in front of him, and stretched out his hand to grab her face: "After marrying you, I have been running around for two years, and I haven't spent a few days of leisure, but I have to add extra people...... What a time for this kid to come! ”

Bae Daozhu: "......"

What do you mean by "superfluous people"?!

That's his own flesh and blood!

She gritted her teeth, and secretly twisted Xiao Heng's waist without smiling: "Then if you don't want it?!" ”

"Hiss......" Xiao Heng was in pain, and consciously lowered his arrogance, "The child that Pei Ananda has worked so hard to conceive, where do I dare not want it?" ”

Pei Daozhu smiled with satisfaction.

Xiao Heng took the little lady in front of him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her cheeks and eyebrows, and sniffed the fragrance in her hair, his voice was low and gentle: "Ananda, thank you." ”

Pei Daozhu leaned on his chest, listened to his powerful heartbeat, and said coquettishly: "It's good to know that thank me, Ah Lang owes me a lot, in this life, pay it back slowly." ”

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Next.

The palace feast is held at dusk.

Pei Daozhu listened to Xiao Heng's words and called him sick, so he didn't enter the palace with him.

She personally sent Xiao Heng out of the door, until the other party's figure disappeared from sight, and she was still reluctant to leave under the corridor.

"Madam, the meal has been arranged, but it is sumptuous, and it is your favorite dish!" Pillow Star knew that she was pregnant, and he was even happier than her, and took care of her more carefully and properly, "It's windy here, can you go back to the house quickly?" ”

Pei Daozhu followed her back to the house, facing a table full of delicacies, but she had no appetite for chopsticks.

She knew what kind of drama would be staged in the palace tonight.

Outside the window, the sky was getting darker, and the maids walked through the verandah and hung lanterns on the porch.

The wind gradually became stronger, and it was moist as it blew through the garden, and after a while, the fine and dense spring rain fell.

The sound of plantains, raindrops rolling down from the blue glazed tiles, striking an empty musical note.

Pei Daozhu couldn't sit still, so he simply went to the Buddhist hall in the house.

In front of the Buddha shrine, a furnace of incense sticks is offered, and the Buddha is kind and kind, quietly overlooking the woman in front of the Buddha case.

Pei Daozhu knelt in front of the desk.

She picked up the string of jade Buddha beads that Xiao Heng dropped, twisted the beads one by one with her fingertips, and the sound of the night rain in her ears gradually faded away, as if her mood was also calm.

She looked up at the Buddha statue.

Although he didn't believe in Buddhism, he still recited "Amitabha" in his heart.

The pale golden candle flame jumped slowly, and the wick emitted a faint white smoke, which blended with the incense stick in front of the Buddha, and the sound of rain outside the Buddha hall gradually became distant until it could no longer be heard.

Pei Daozhu rubbed his eyebrows, and somehow he was a little sleepy.

In a daze, she seemed to have walked into a Buddhist temple.

Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the vendors at the foot of the mountain have collected their stalls early and returned home, enjoying the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with their loved ones.

The dim lights of every house are revealed, and the laughter of children is endless.

But the mountain is lonely, except for the occasional burst of crows in the deep forest, I can only smell the Buddha bell on the mountainside one after another.

Buddhist temples are also silent.

The splendid Buddha hall was lit with lotus palace lamps, Pei Daozhu stepped into the temple sill in a daze, and saw a man in black clothes standing in front of the Buddha statue, looking up at the golden Buddha.

She stepped forward and stared at the man for a long time, and was suddenly surprised: "Ah Lang? ”

This man in Xuanyi was exactly the same as Xiao Heng, but he was older, thinner, his eyebrow bones were deeper, his handsome face revealed the indifference and introverted after years of precipitation, and his narrow Danfeng eyes were full of emotions that she couldn't understand.

She stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Xiao Heng: "Ah Lang? ”

The other party couldn't see her, so he only took out a thick stack of silver tickets from his sleeve pocket and put them in the merit box.

The old host, who had a white beard, chanted "Amitabha Buddha" on the side, and said: "In the past fifteen years, the benefactor has provided her with a lantern every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, but unfortunately the Si people have passed away, and the living people still have to look forward." As the so-called deep love is not long-lived, the old man looks at the corners of the donor's eyebrows and eyes, but he is afraid that he will be depressed in his heart, and it will be difficult to be 100 years old! ”

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Goodnight duck,