Chapter 200: Joy Pulse

Wu Mi said: "I told you that the key to this matter lies in Mu Qingfeng. If he took the initiative to tell his family, the Mu family would most likely agree. ”

Bai Wanrou: "Isn't he unwilling?" ”

Wu Mi whispered to her.

Bai Wanrou frowned: "Here again?" ”

Wu Mi: "It works!" You've done it before, and you're familiar with it. ”

Bai Wanrou reluctantly: "Okay......"

Wu Mi: "Success or failure is in this move, you must be stable, and you can't travel to the pool." ”

Bai Wanrou took a deep breath: "Okay!" Mother, what should I do over there? If she confesses to us, it will be a real failure. ”

Wu Mi: "Don't worry. She is specially trained to carry it. What's more, her son is the eldest son of Liang Wangfu. She has to keep her mouth shut for her son, if she doesn't do anything else for me. ”

Bai Wanrou: "Then let's just leave her like this, leave her alone?" ”

Wu Mi: "When your second uncle takes control of the ironclad army, he will naturally release her." ”

Bai Wanrou: "But when will he be able to control the Iron Armor Army?" I don't think people listen to him at all! Can he do it? We've been back for so long and nothing has progressed! ”

Wu Mi's expression was calm: "What is easy in this world?" I believe that the ironclad army is not monolithic, and it can always find loopholes. ”

……

Fushou Garden.

This day is another day to go to greet Mrs. Lu.

When the ladies were having lunch in Fushouyuan, Bai Wanrou grabbed a chopstick fish, and suddenly covered her mouth and retched a few times.

Everyone asked her what was wrong, and she said that she had been sick to her stomach for the past few days.

Mrs. Lu was a person who came over, and when everyone said goodbye and left, she left Bai Wanrou and Bai Xianyan alone.

Wu Mi also stayed.

Mrs. Lu asked Bai Xianyan to diagnose Bai Wanrou's pulse.

After Bai Xianyan took the pulse, she found that Bai Wanrou was actually pregnant!

"How?" Old Madam Lu frowned and asked.

Bai Xianyan: "...... It's a happy pulse. ”

Old Madam Lu's face was ugly.

Wu Mi covered her face and said, "Oh my God! How good is that! ”

Mrs. Lu was silent for a long time, and said, "Auntie, prescribe a side medicine for your sister and drop the fetus." ”

Bai Xianyan: "......"

Bai Wanrou covered her stomach and burst into tears: "Grandmother, don't ......"

Mrs. Lu: "You are in the filial piety period!" And you and Qingfeng haven't crossed the bright road, when your belly gets bigger, do you still want to be a man? ”

Bai Wanrou: "I...... I do not know...... But grandmother, he's my child! How can I kill him? Woooooo ”

Bai Xianyan: "If you want me to say, this matter has nothing to do with their moral issues, just announce the whole story of the matter, and give birth to the child in a dignified manner." ”

Mrs. Lu: "No! Do you think that if you publish the facts, everyone will believe them? It's sure to get worse and worse! When the time comes, not only Wanrou, but the entire Bai family will be disgraced! Reputational damage. ”

Bai Xianyan: "Also, the rumors are fiercer than the tiger. ”

She looked at Bai Wanrou and wanted to say that she would think of another way, but Bai Wanrou covered her mouth and ran out crying.

"Wanrou! Why are you going? Wu Mi hurriedly chased out, but unexpectedly ran too quickly and broke his foot.

She turned around and shouted, "Grandma, my foot is broken, and it hurts a lot." Chase her back quietly! Don't let her do stupid things! ”

Bai Xianyan had to go out.

She saw Bai Wanrou go all the way to Mu Qingfeng's residence.

After thinking about it, she went along.

As soon as I went, I saw Bai Wanrou crying in Mu Qingfeng's arms.

Mu Qingfeng was caressing Bai Wanrou's back, comforting her softly.

Looking at the way they naturally hugged each other without any sense of jerkiness, they should have been together for a long time.

Seeing Bai Xianyan, Mu Qingfeng looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't push Bai Wanrou away, and only called out, "Auntie." ”

There are fewer and fewer people reading books, and the worm is wondering every day, is my writing getting worse and worse?

(End of chapter)