Wanyue went to the Yueminglou Tea Garden for three days in a row to watch the play, and by the way, she took care of the business situation, but she didn't expect that there were tens of thousands of people who came in and out of the theater every day.

The business was so hot that Wanyue couldn't close her mouth with joy, she was happily picking up a cup of tea and taking a sip, and when she put down the teacup, she glanced at the private rooms on the second and third floors to see who was sitting in this private room today.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure in the private room on the third floor in front of the right, holding a teacup and slowly sipping tea.

"Why does he have time to come to the tea garden to watch the play?" Wan Yue muttered softly, raised her head slightly, and looked at the private room on the third floor again.

After a while, Wanyue remembered that Yinqi seemed to have mentioned two days ago that the old man had specially given them a three-month vacation, so he must have to come to the tea garden to enjoy the play.

Wanyue turned her head and didn't look at the private room on the third floor, and of course she didn't see Sibeile Yinzhen's eyes staring in her direction with interest.

When Yin Zhen saw Wanyue here, he was quite amazed, seeing that there was only one figure of a grandmother next to him, and he didn't see the shadow of the fifth brother, he had to sigh secretly: The fifth brother is too tolerant of his side Fujin, and the married woman runs out every three or five times.

After the song was sung, the whole hall burst into applause and cheers, and even some people stood up from their seats and cheered.

Wanyue waved her hand at Mama Wang: "Mama Wang, you help me go and talk to the shopkeeper, just say that you don't need to collect the tea money in the No. 4 private room on the third floor, I will give it." ”

"Okay." Mama Wang nodded lightly at her, and then turned around and walked towards the first floor.

The new opera has been sung, but Yinzhen has no intention of watching it again, and after chatting about business, he asked the officials who came to get together to leave first, and he went downstairs a little late.

When he got to the first floor, he took the silver and put it on the counter, and said with a serious face: "Shopkeeper, settle the bill." ”

"This master, you are a guest sitting in the fourth private room on the third floor, right?" The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

"Hmm." Yin Zhen replied impatiently.

"That's it, our owner has asked for your tea money. You don't have to give any more silver. The shopkeeper had a smile on his face, presumably this master was known to the owner, so he answered truthfully.

"Oh! Who are your owners? Yin Zhen hooked his lips, although he had a guess in his heart, he still asked uncomfortably.

"It's the one who sat in the golden private room on the second floor just now, and you are welcome to come back next time." The shopkeeper's face continued to smile, and he couldn't help but want to urge this master to leave quickly, and there were already several people waiting for the checkout behind.

Hearing this, Yin Zhen nodded, and then took a step out of the tea garden, and the carriage back to Baylor Mansion was already waiting at the gate of the tea garden.

By the time Wanyue came back to her senses from the opera, the No. 4 private room on the third floor had already changed the people who enjoyed the play.

When Wanyue returned to Wubeile Mansion, the sun had gradually put away its scorching light, and the guards at the door saw her coming back, and their upright bodies froze for a moment, but they didn't expect that Wubeile was not only very generous to his subordinates, but also quite tolerant to the ladies in the mansion.

Fang Fujin didn't return home until it was almost dark these days, and he didn't hear any complaints from Wubeile.

As soon as Wanyue returned to Xinuan Pavilion and sat down, Yu Dan entered the house, and when she saw the usual look on her face, she couldn't help but pause, and then silently walked forward a few steps.

"Little master, an hour ago, the midwife went to Dongnuan Pavilion to wait."

Her words were very quiet, but Wanyue listened carefully, her shaking head couldn't help but pause, and she squinted at Yudan in some astonishment.

After a while, Wanyue twisted her crooked head straight, and turned her head down by the way, as if it was more than ten days earlier than the doctor estimated.

"Count the days, Chang Fujin has been produced in these days." Wanyue had a smile on her face, and she said it very lightly.

But there were tangled emotions in her heart, and there seemed to be two voices reminding her, one said that the past was over, and she should look forward and not dwell on the past; The other said that being bullied and not fighting back is cowardice, and cowardly people who have a bad life are self-inflicted.

The two voices bothered her a little, and when she arrived, there was still no movement in the East Warm Pavilion.

It was not early, Mama Wang had already gone to the ear room to rest, Wanyue yawned, it seemed that sleepiness had hit.

Yu Dan came in with the washing water for her feet, and waited for Wan Yue to go to bed after washing, and when Wan Yue was about to sleep, she told Yu Dan: "If there is any movement in the East Warm Pavilion, wake me up." ”

Yu Dan immediately understood, and hurriedly replied: "Okay, little master, you go to sleep first, I will always pay attention to the movements of Dongnuan Pavilion." ”

Wanyue lay on the bed with peace of mind, just tossing and turning on the bed, her two eyes kept looking at the curtain, as if it was the hour, and then she squinted and fell asleep, and after falling asleep, there were two children smiling at her in her dream, a white girl holding a little boy who was slightly taller than her with her left arm.

On the second day, Wanyue was awakened by a dream, and when she woke up, it was not yet dawn, and there was still some cold sweat on her forehead, and Wanyue sat on the bed for a while before she came back to her senses.

"Yudan...... Yu Dan ......" Wan Yue called twice, and Yu Dan, who was on night duty outside the house, hurriedly pushed the door in.

"Little Lord, are you awake?" Yu Dan's clear voice appeared in the room where Wan Yue slept.

Wan Yue glanced sideways at her, and asked suspiciously, "What's the news in Dongnuan Pavilion?" ”

Yu Dan blinked, glanced at Wanyue, who had a worried face, and couldn't help but lower her voice: "Little master, there was no movement last night, but Lord Belle went to Dongnuan Pavilion last night." ”

Wanyue hummed, Lord Belle didn't expect to go to Guerjia Yinan's room, it seems that he values this sister-in-law, and now there is no credible person to put Guarjia Yinan around, so let her go for the time being.

"Little lord, it's still early, do you want to stop sleeping for a while? I'll go to the dining room and bring you breakfast. Yudan couldn't help but ask, and secretly thought about it, going to the dining room at this time, it is estimated that breakfast is not ready.

When she was upset, Wanyue waved her hand, and Yudan immediately understood what she meant and obediently exited the door.

At the beginning of this day, there was movement in the Dongnuan Pavilion, and the voices of the servants seemed to resound throughout the Baylor Mansion, for fear that no one would know that Yan Fujin had given birth to a son.

Wanyue was originally practicing calligraphy in Xinuan Pavilion with peace of mind, and when she heard the discussion of the servants in the courtyard, she couldn't help but stop writing, and at this moment, she heard Yudan running in, and said loudly with surprise on her face: "Little master, Dongnuan Pavilion gave birth to a little son." ”

An obscure smile suddenly appeared on Wanyue's face, and she turned sideways, she let her go this time, and next time she would not be so honored.

At the end, I heard Yu Dan say in horror: "However, someone saw Mama Gui in Chang Fujin's room!" ”

Wanyue's eyes widened, Mama Gui? She's out of the mountains?