Chapter 133: Shattered to the ground

After that, he got up and left the tea stall and went to lead the dark horse outside.

The palm of his hand was heavy, and when the uncle saw it, what the other party handed over was actually two silver ingots with white flowers.

He is doing a small business, pinching a small doll and collecting more than a dozen copper plates in the sky, this ingot silver ingots really scared him.

After a while, he reacted and began to speak incoherently: "Ouch, this...... This ......"

While speaking, the uncle knelt down in the direction of several people: "Little Lord Xie, Lord Xie ......!" ”

As soon as they looked up, the group had already ridden away on horseback.

Zhao Yan took the little clay figurine and rushed back to the palace, but was told that his little wife had gone to Haifenglong Trading House.

This little girl, who is pregnant with Liujia and still running around, why is it so uneasy......

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Xu Weiqiu has been in Haifenglong for an afternoon, since she became pregnant, she has handed over the major affairs of the business bank to a few cronies to deal with, and she is only responsible for checking every day.

The result of decentralization is that there is nothing to do.

Even so, she didn't want to go back to the palace.

So she began to wander around, idle, picking up a rag to wipe here and there, and doing the servants' chores.

She held a piece of porcelain in her hand and wiped it one by one, seemingly serious, but in fact absent-minded.

The shopkeeper Dai, who was standing not far away, saw that he was holding a black rag that had just wiped the table to wipe the antiques, and he was very painful.

However, he was the owner of his rice class, and he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only be out of sight and out of mind, shaking his head and going out.

Xu Weiqiu rubbed carefully, didn't notice that someone was approaching behind him, and was suddenly pulled into a strong embrace.

The familiar embrace made her back stiffen, and the porcelain in her hand slipped from her palm, and with a 'bang', it fell to the ground and bloomed.

It's a valuable antique.

Xu Weiqiu turned his head and glared angrily at the visitor: "Zhao Yan, are you a ghost?" Walking without sound. ”

Zhao Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the debris on the ground, tightened his arms without changing his face, and hugged her tighter.

How attached this chest made her before, and now how resistant she is, Xu Weiqiu's face sank, and he pushed him with his elbow: "Don't do this." ”

But the man was unmoved, and imprisoned her in his arms, and when his mouth came up, he was about to kiss her face, but she avoided her face:

"What are you doing, everyone is watching."

"I have to look at other people's faces when I hug my wife?" He said, with a hint of ruffian on his face.

"This is not the Lingwang Mansion, I'm wearing men's clothes, go away......"

Zhao Yan saw that her face was not good, thinking that he was annoyed that he had caused her to break a broken bottle, he didn't care, and rubbed the tip of his nose against her neck, and muttered, "Why is my wife so fragrant?" ”

Why do these sweet words sound so harsh......

Did he say love words to Feng Shi with such a demeanor? Thinking of this, Xu Weiqiu couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Zhao Yan kissed her earlobe, let go of her arms, and made a feint in front of her with both hands, and then as if magic, an extra object suddenly appeared in her hand and handed it to her.

Xu Weiqiu recognized it at a glance as a clay puppet, which she had seen when she traveled to Xi'an.

This is a little girl's doll, wearing a pink glutinous skirt, with a red head rope tied in two tall girl-shaped buns on the top of her head, big eyes, and reddened cheeks, obviously so cute and delicate.

However, the object in front of her was so dazzling in her eyes at the moment.

It turns out that when people are in a bad mood, they really don't feel good about anything and disgusted to see anything, she didn't think about it, she slapped the puppet in his hand to the ground with a black face, and mocked:

"What does it mean for the prince to give me something like this? You're thinking your daughter crazy, right? If I don't give birth to a daughter, should I apologize for my sins with death? ”

Zhao Yan looked at the deformed puppet on the ground and frowned, recalling what her maid had said before, only if she was pregnant and had an unstable temperament.

Sighing helplessly, he stepped forward and took her hand and patiently coaxed her and said, "How come, if some of my behaviors put pressure on you, it is not right for my husband; Madame, don't be angry, let's put it this way, as long as it comes out of Madame's belly, I like it whether it's a daughter or a son. ”

His tolerance did not exchange for a woman's relief.

Xu Weiqiu snorted coldly, and shook off his hand unmoved: "Of course you don't care, I can't give birth, you can find another woman to give birth to you, anyway, the women in the Lingwang Mansion are all looking forward to the stars and the moon waiting for His Royal Highness the Lingwang to give birth to your love, waiting to give birth to you." ”

Thinking of Feng's appearance, remembering that she was pregnant with this man's seed like herself at the moment, Xu Weiqiu didn't mention how much she responded in her heart.

These words made Zhao Yan's face sink slightly, and he warned in a low voice: "Xu Weiqiu, it's too much. ”

Does this think she's too much? More vicious words are yet to come.

Jealousy makes a woman lose her mind, so that she doesn't care about the consequences, and only wants to stick a knife in the man's heart; Seeing her smile coldly, he continued:

"Zhao Yan, I'm not afraid to tell you that it wasn't out of my will when I was born Yi'er, and I don't want this in my stomach!"

As soon as the words fell, she knew that this sentence was serious, but the words that were said were equivalent to spilled water, and they could not be recovered.

Zhao Yan came in a hurry, but he was splashed with cold water, and his face sank: "Xu Weiqiu, you'd better just talk angry." Dropping this sentence, Zhao Yan turned around and left with a cold face, and when he left, he stepped on the puppet on the ground.

Seeing the little puppet turn into a mess in an instant, Xu Weiqiu's heart throbbed violently.

She choked and hurriedly turned her back, tears streaming down her eyes without realizing it.

After a long time, she stretched out her hand to wipe her face and wiped the wetness of her palm, and she secretly cursed herself in her heart...... Xu Weiqiu, what are you crying about? It's useless!

Xu Weiqiu returned to the Lingwang Mansion very late that day, and Haitang saw that her eyes were red and swollen, and she hastily passed a few words of concern.

That night, the man didn't come.

At night, she lay alone on the huge bed, tossing and turning, and finally fell asleep in the second half of the night, but she had nightmares again and again.

When she woke up the next day, after washing, Jin Nuo served a few delicate breakfasts, she sandwiched a piece of glutinous rice cake, and just took a bite, her stomach suddenly turned over.

Seeing that her face changed suddenly, Jin Nuo hurriedly stepped forward to serve.

Xu Weiqiu pushed her away, rushed to a short distance, and vomited wildly while holding the empty spittory on the ground.

Jin Nuo walked quickly behind her and reached out and patted her back one by one, trying to ease her discomfort.

"Madam, aren't you much better after this period of conditioning? Why did you spit up again? ”

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