Wen Yue knew that he was coaxing himself, but he still hooked the corners of his lips and smiled sweetly, and said, "I'm afraid that the stitches will be uncomfortable with the child, so I specially asked the embroidery lady to teach me to hide them." ”

Wu Jichen rubbed her hair dotingly and sat on the chair beside her. Reaching out and taking a shoe in her hand and putting it in the palm of her hand, she looked at the little tiger that was not as big as her own palm and laughed: "I used to think that this thing was small, but I didn't expect it to take so much thought." ”

Wen Yue also put the other shoe on the palm of his hand, supported his chin with both hands on the table, and chuckled: "I didn't know it before, but I didn't know that it would take so much effort until I did it myself." ”

As he spoke, he took another shoe, looked at his step-minister with some grievances, and said, "This tiger whisker alone has cost me a lot of effort." ”

Fixing her eyes on the shoes again, Wen Yue gently stroked the raised lines of the silk thread with her fingertips, and smiled lovingly: "Originally, I wanted to use yellow thread, but after a few stitches, I found that the color was too light, and it was covered by the color of the fabric itself. I changed the black thread again, but I felt that it looked too fierce, where can I use it for children, and finally listened to the words of the embroidery girl, and wrapped it with purple and yellow silk threads, and the embroidered tiger whiskers were bright and lively, and even the little tiger was vivid, do you see it?"

Wu Jichen stretched out his hand to stroke the tiger whiskers, the tip of his heart moved slightly, and a smile overflowed from his eyes.

Looking at Wen Yue's face again, looking at her serious appearance, I only feel that she is more beautiful than when she was young, lively and simple, surrounded by a mature charm, making herself feel warm and at ease.

Reaching out and gently stroking Wen Yue's bulging belly, the step-son smiled, "The child must be like me, especially like these shoes." ”

Wen Yue's loving smile spread from the corner of her mouth, she put down her shoes gently, looked down at her stomach, stretched out her right hand and gently covered her step-minister's hand, and said a little nervously: "The first time I did this, I was afraid that he would not like it." ”

When Wu Jichen heard the words "for the first time", his eyes trembled invisibly, and then a pair of bright red eyes flashed in his mind, and Feng Yin's indifferent face was reflected in only a moment.

The temperature around him plummeted, Wu Jichen took a deep breath, restrained his emotions in time before other pictures in the depths of his memory popped up, and used his best to stop the flood of thoughts.

Seeing that his smile was gone, Wen Yue seemed to have some abnormal looks on his face, so she couldn't help frowning to look at him, shaking his hand and asking, "What's wrong, is there something wrong?"

Wu Jichen quietly hid the chill in his heart, held her fingertips with his backhand, picked up the tiger head shoes on the table with the other hand, raised the chubby little tiger to Wen Yue's eyes, nodded and said, "There is something." ”

Wen Yue was puzzled, turned her head a little puzzled, took her shoes and looked around carefully, but she didn't notice anything wrong, so she had to raise her face to look at her step-minister and ask, "What, why didn't I see it?"

Wu Jichen straightened his shoulders slightly, sat up straight, deliberately coughed and cleared his throat, and said: "What a mountain king, embroidered like this by you, it looks good, but there is still a little momentum." ”

Wen Yue heard this, the corners of her lips curled, she glared at him lightly and turned her head, and said angrily: "After all, it is a martial artist, no matter how much you read, you can't change this reckless nature." ”

Wu Jichen smiled, looked at her round belly and said: "I am a martial artist, so I will teach my son to practice martial arts, and if you are a Xiushi, I will teach my son to read. ”

Wen Yue looked out the door, imagining herself cooking tea in the courtyard in the spring, watching the scene of their father and son practicing swords under the willow tree that grew new shoots, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

The warmth of the feeling made her throb just thinking about it.

"Okay," Wen Yue shook her stepminister's hand and said, "When spring comes, let's go to the courtyard, but we can't always stay in the house." When the time comes, I will make a suit for you and the child, one large and one small, but it must be exactly the same style, and you will hold the same sword and practice the same moves, one big and one small two step-ministers, it will definitely be interesting. ”

Wu Jichen also looked at the courtyard and said with a smile: "We are practicing martial arts in the courtyard, so what are you doing?"

Wen Yue smiled even sweeter, and two stars seemed to rise in her eyes, shining with a strange light, "I, I'll cook tea for you and make snacks for you." Prepare two chairs at the tea table, and when you are thirsty and tired, come to me, and let's have tea and snacks together. ”

Wu Jichen closed his eyes and imagined, "When the time comes, the child will definitely stick to you and shout for you to hug, where do you need a chair." ”

"Will it?" Wen Yue was a little puzzled, "Will the boy stick to his mother too?"

"Of course it will," Wu Jichen was quite confident, "boys prefer to stick to their mothers, so our sons definitely prefer to surround you." ”

"I don't even know this," Wen Yue lowered her head and laughed, "The child always sticks to me, and I'm afraid you'll be jealous when the time comes." ”

Wu Jichen frowned and nodded, and said: "That's not it, you have lost half of your mind on me, and if the child ignores me, then I will really become a lonely person, too lonely!"

Wen Yue laughed unkindly, "yes, what can I do about this." ”

"It's easy to do," Wu Jichen looked at Wen Yue, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Wait for two years, let's have another child, preferably a daughter, who looks as beautiful as you, and when the time comes, when the son sticks to you, I will be with my daughter." If my daughter also likes to practice martial arts, I will teach her well, and maybe I can teach a female general. ”

"Daughter," Wen Yue's body trembled, repeating the word, and suddenly there was no smile.

A little doll's face suddenly appeared in my mind, and I still remember that she was white and tender when she was born, and she was very cute.

That child is also his own daughter.

A palace maid once said that the child was as delicate and beautiful as if he had been carved out of the same mold as herself.

However, Wen Yue's face was cold, her expression became fierce, that child had a pair of blood-red eyes, and the moment she opened her eyes, she ruined all her thoughts that wanted to love her!

Easily opening the hand holding the step-minister, Wen Yue lowered her head and said coldly: "I have a daughter who also lives here." ”

Wu Jichen was poured a basin of cold water on his head, and he woke up from his beautiful imagination under a stirring spirit, he sat up straight extremely quickly, and called out distressedly: "Wen Yue..."

He reached out to shake Wen Yue's hand, but she quickly dodged it.

Wen Yue exhaled deeply, and her eyes turned cold inch by inch: "It turns out that it's not just that I have never regarded her as a daughter. ”

Wu Jichen's heart sank, his eyes were full of expression, and there was only sadness.

frowned and was about to speak, Wen Yue said again: "By the way, the nurse came in the morning, and said that Jifeng took her out again, went to Longyan Temple, and stayed there for one night." ”

Wu Jichen didn't say anything, just sighed.

Wen Yue suddenly turned her face, looked at him coldly, and asked, "Jifeng took her out, do you know?"

Wu Jichen felt that there was a heavy frost in her eyes, so she had to stagger her gaze and stand up, slowly walked to the window, and said, "Li Ji, who is beside Jifeng, has come to report." ”

Wen Yue straightened her neck, her gaze straight forward but unfocused, "He is ...... now." It's getting more and more disregarded!"

Wu Jichen didn't want to have any more disputes over that child on such days, so he had to turn around and explain in a low posture, "They are used to going to Longyan Temple, and today the temple is even cleaner, and there will never be any stubble." ”

He said and looked at Wen Yue's belly, and said softly: "Jifeng said that she wants to incense you so that she can bless you to give birth safely, and there must be a lot of people in the temple after the year, and they can only pass today." ”

Wen Yue closed her eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, as if she was trying her best to suppress the anger in her heart, stretched out her hand and gently stroked her round belly over and over again, and said, "He said this, do you really believe it?"

Wu Jichen frowned, and the hands behind his back clenched the ground tighter, but he still persuaded: "Jifeng knows in his heart, as long as he is there, we don't have to worry." ”

"Yes," Wen Yue's eyes turned colder, "but what about Jifeng's absence, can we rest assured?"

Wu Jichen was shocked when he heard this, and the suspicion in his eyes suddenly rose, and he said, "Did my mother-in-law find something?"

Wen Yue lowered her head and looked at the ground melancholy, "The nurse said that everything is the same, but ......" Her eyes were cold again, "It's just that my mother-in-law always feels a little strange, but I don't know what the fault is." ”

Wu Jichen lowered his head and remembered what he looked like when he first saw her.

At that time, she was still a demented child, and now, she is no longer like that, so she sighed: "She is older, maybe she has a mind, and my mother-in-law can't guess it." Besides, Mr. Ji has been watching, she has been living here, what can she have, maybe it's just that her mother-in-law is too careful. ”

"But no matter what, there must not be a trace of mistakes in her affairs!"

Wen Yue stared straight at Jichen, and her tone was extremely firm: "Even if Jifeng favors her again, she must not break the rules." You're right, she grows bigger and bigger, and she thinks more and more, and we can control her body, but we can't control her heart, don't you know whose blood flows in her body?

Wu Jichen didn't want to recall, he let out a long sigh, closed his eyes tightly, and said, "When Jifeng comes back, I will tell him and let him pay attention in the future." ”

"Jichen," Wen Yue's voice suddenly lowered, dyed with thick sadness, she stood up and slowly walked towards Wu Jichen, saying as she walked, "I'm so afraid, I'm afraid that one day she will be discovered, what should we do then?"

Wu Jichen hurriedly went to help her, gently hugged her into his arms, patted her back gently and comforted her warmly, "Don't be afraid, don't worry, as long as I am here, no one will ever find out." ”

Wen Yue clutched the shirt on his waist tightly and closed her eyes in pain, "But our child is about to be born, how should we explain it to him then?"

Wu Jichen also had a heartache when he heard this, but he couldn't think of any good way, so he could only hug Wen Yue tighter, hoping to stabilize her spirit.

Wen Yue closed her eyes tightly, but the unhappiness in her chest became stronger and stronger, as long as she was still there, she would always live here, always by her side, like a nightmare, she would never be able to get rid of it!

Wen Yue's body was weak in fear, but she didn't dare to tell her step-minister, so she could only bury this fear deep in her heart.

Letting go of the hand holding the step-minister's shirt, Wen Yue raised her head, barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "I'm tired, you can help me go to bed and sleep for a while." ”

"Okay", Wu Jichen combed her forehead hair, held her arm and walked carefully towards the bed.

Wen Yue lay quietly, slowly calming her mind, but a thought quietly surfaced. If Jifeng hadn't brought her back back then, what would it be like now?