Death after poisoning (38)

In the original plot, the Ding family is the solid backing of Jiang Chong, and the sister of Yun'er in front of him is also deeply rooted in his love for Jiang Chong.

This time, the mother and daughter came all the way over, and they must be inseparable from the river carp.

Come over and do what?

Thinking of this, Ding Bao touched his lower abdomen as if unintentionally.

The clothes are thick, and there is no abnormality in the abdomen.

When Zhou saw Ding Bao touching his stomach, he hurriedly raised his eyes to look, and then said happily with a smile on his face.

"The dragon species in the mother's belly must be Gu Mo Fuxing, your father is worried that you are not suitable for this palace alone, so I specially asked me to bring Yun'er to accompany you to relieve your boredom, you two sisters are of the same age, if you have some private words, you can also talk to each other."

When Ding Bao heard this, he lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Ding Yun'er.

My sister is very delicate, and her eyebrows and eyes are full of the elegance and idleness of a Jiangnan woman, and her pink lips are silent, adding a bit of orchid-like temperament.

Compared with the original owner, Ding Yun'er is like a concubine cultivated by the family, look at this temperament, you can see at a glance that there is a lot of ink in her stomach.

"There are many rules in this deep palace, which are different from the outside, and you have to follow the rules of etiquette when you speak and do things. In the past, it was just enough to see that the palace didn't speak, but now that I have entered the palace, I have to take out the etiquette that I should have, don't let people look at the back and chew the tongue, saying that my Ding family goddaughter has no way. ”

When Ding Bao said this, Zhou only felt his eyebrows jump, and immediately took Ding Yun'er's hand and got up together, stood at the bottom, and made a big bow to Ding Bao's duty.

Ding Yun'er stiffened her face and opened her mouth to say without being salty.

"Mother, Wan Fu Jin'an."

Ding Bao saw that she was reluctant, and naturally knew cause and effect in his heart.

The original owner absorbs fame, fortune and status, does not listen to poetry, does not touch pen and ink, and only thinks about becoming a master.

Ding Yun'er thinks that she is a woman who is well-read, a sage is important, and she is elegant and good, so she naturally disdains people like Ding Bao.

"Heh......"

Ding Bao laughed.

The thin eyebrows are raised, adding a bit of majesty and arrogance.

"My sister can stay, but it seems that the palace still needs to learn the rules of the palace, come here, and arrange a proper grandmother to follow Miss Ding Er."

Miss Ding Er's "two" word, Ding Bao bit it very clearly.

treats the nominal mother and sister in front of her, she doesn't have any affection.

Dropping this sentence, Ding Bao lazily raised his hand, Cen Yao, who was standing on the side, raised his hand to help her, and walked out slowly on the soft carpet.

When walking, Ding Bao raised his hand to gently protect his lower abdomen, and his movements were natural.

arranged the residence of Zhou's mother and daughter, Ding Bao didn't stay long, only told the palace maid to take care of her, and was surrounded by a group of maids and left after speaking.

In the remote room, Zhou sent away those grandmothers and palace maids, closed the doors and windows and sat at the table, his well-maintained face showing a little uneasiness.

"In my opinion, Ding Bao's belly is true, she is really pregnant."

Ding Yun'er stood by the window with a handkerchief, her plain little face tense, showing a little clear and dusty.

"Whether the child is true or false is secondary, mother, don't forget, the real purpose of our visit this time. Are things ready? ”

"How could I have forgotten this, and I carried it all with me. You see, here it is. ”

Zhou took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and after opening it, a small silver-white bowl was lying quietly inside.

On the wall of the bowl, there is also a black palm print, which looks particularly peculiar.