Spring Banquet Chapter 83: You should be mine too
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A few days before the accident in the palace, he never returned to the house. When I saw her again, it was already when she and others besieged the Imperial Study Room.
At that time, was she pregnant?
Jiang Xuanjin looked down at her fingertips blankly.
"To be honest, after experiencing those things, she hasn't killed you yet, you should know what weight you are in her heart." Someone murmured quietly at the door.
He turned his head slowly, and saw Lu Jingxing leaning on the door frame, with a sarcasm on his face: "If I, with your child in my belly, enter the palace to save you at risk, and you will be sent backhand into the jail. You died a long time ago, I don’t know how many times."
The tip of her heart seemed to be pinched hard by something, Jiang Xuanjin took a light breath and choked for a moment.
"What...what did you say?"
"I said, you were deceived. Huaiyu and I have never had an affair." Lu Jingxing raised his chin and stared at him, and said in a playful manner, "I don't know who told you the news, why Count the child on my head?"
Not Lu Jingxing's flesh and blood? !
Jiang Xuanjin paled.
In an instant, everything fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The pictures were spliced together again, with the look of joy when she pushed open the door of the imperial study room, the cold long sword he put on her neck, the dark and damp sky cell, and the prayer beads torn from her hand.
She said: Jiang Jie, I really like you.
She said: I'm afraid you don't know, so I must tell you that I want to give you a baby.
The apricot's eyes in the darkness shimmered, and every word was sincere. He listened to it and remembered it all the time, but why... why didn't he believe her?
Lu Jingxing gazed at the misfortune, turning his fan and said, "The weather is good today, I don’t mind saying a few words to you-do you know why the princess raises so many face heads? Because the capital of her palace is her. All of the subordinates have stunts, but they are amazing. Unfortunately, there are people in her heart. Even if someone in her face is too close to her, they can’t get close to her body."
The cold wind outside the inn came in from the wide open door, blowing in the robes, full of desolation.
Jiang Xuanjin looked up at him, her throat so dry that she couldn't speak.
Mian Shou...Isn't it true Mian Shou?
He thought she was romantic and passionate, thought she was on a whim, thought she was unpredictable, thought she was ruining her own heart.
No, she didn't.
She really thinks that she is the same as him, there is no difference. She said she had given him sincerely, she had really given it, earlier than him, and even more idiotic than him.
The last thing that flashed in my mind was the delicate face at the entrance of the Imperial Study Room, full of light, which was dimmed by a clearly visible change with the finger of his long sword. Behind her was the overwhelming sound of fighting, but only his cold face was in his eyes.
What did he say at the time? Yes, he said: I don't believe it.
The face in front of me was white, with a hoarse voice: Don't you just want me to die? I am as you wish.
What is it like to be sad so that you don’t even want your life? The sword went horizontally, and she didn't even think about what to do with this in her stomach.
Closed her hands in a panic, Jiang Xuanjin shook her head subconsciously, as if she could no longer stand, and rushed out after crossing the threshold.
"My lord, pay attention to your manners." Lu Jingxing said in the back, "Jiang family motto, behave righteously, sit upright, how can you walk around?"
The ridicule was getting farther and farther. Jiang Xuanjin didn't hear it. He saw the carriage still parked at the door. He hurriedly walked over, but suddenly stopped by the shaft, reaching out to the shaft, Mo Tongwei Red.
The morning sun was rising, and the suburbs were quiet. He stood at a loss, stretched out his hand and retracted it.
Someone took the initiative to open the curtain, sat on his knees with his belly, and looked at him with a smile.
"Regret it?" she asked.
He raised his eyes, three-pointed anger and seven-pointed grievance: "You lied to me again!"
Why meet her husband and teach her son and Lu Jingxing to live a good life? Why give the child a surname Lu? She deliberately wanted to make him feel uncomfortable.
"Yes, I lied to you again." Li Huaiyu was not ashamed or ashamed, and said confidently, "Who told you not to coax me?"
She has a smile on her lips, but her apricot eyes are red, and at the end of the talk, the tip of her nose is also red.
"I just thought, or just drive back, forget it, you can only come back if you want to come back, you are so cruel to me, I can't be nice to you, but let you."
"But after thinking about it, I feel reluctant."
Touching the shallow scar on her neck, she asked in confusion: "But why are you so willing to me?"
With a suffocating heart, Jiang Xuanjin's eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to reach out to touch her neck, but before she reached it out, she was slapped fiercely.
"What do you do?" She stared at the rabbit's eyes, "Do you understand the rules? Do you know whether men and women give or receive?"
Looking at her helplessly, Jiang Xuanjin pursed her lips and stretched out her hand again.
Li Huaiyu didn't show any mercy at all. He stretched out her hand and patted her away. Like a child, patted back and forth so that his hands were red.
There was a crisp "pop", she couldn't control her strength, and she patted harder. With a twitch of her eyelids, Huaiyu subconsciously wanted to pull his hand to take a look, but as soon as she touched his fingertips, this person entangled her hand and slowly closed her hand in her palm.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Xuanjin said dumbly.
With a slight shock, Li Huaiyu swallowed his throat, the water vapor in his eyes rising uncontrollably.
She doesn't actually have any position to blame him, but she has been vomiting recently, has backaches and backaches, and she wants to lose her temper. When she really heard these three words, even her internal organs had shrunk into a ball, sour and astringent.
One couldn't hold back, the water vapor in his eyes fell out.
Jiang Xuanjin panicked, unable to maintain the calmness on her face, pinching her sleeves to wipe her face, and frowning as she wiped her brows: "They said people who are pregnant can't cry, you...what do you want to hear, I said, I’ll give you whatever you want, so don’t cry first?"
"No." She gritted her teeth, "I can't control it myself."
Like a flood that has accumulated for many years, once the embankment broke, it couldn't be suppressed. Li Huaiyu sat in the car and cried. Jiang Xuanjin looked a little anxious, looked left and right, and walked in one direction.
Just left like this? Li Huaiyu called this a breath, his mouth bulged like a frog, thinking about what is uncarving of rotten wood, let him go back!
I was planning to find the coachman, but as soon as I raised my eyes, the green amber robe returned unexpectedly.
The slender fingers pinched a red orange orange, he walked back to her, peeled it off carefully, took the stem, broke a petal and handed it to her lips.
"I'll peel you oranges, would you forgive me?" She told him that way a long time ago.
Looking down at his hand stained with juice, Li Huaiyu stopped crying, she opened a pair of Shui Lingling eyes and looked at him dumbfoundedly.
Jiang Xuanjin is a little uncomfortable, holding her hands up, her eyes are filled with anxiety.
"It should be...sweet," he said.
Such a sweet orange, would you like to taste it? If you taste it, you won't be angry anymore and you can go home together.
The emotions in the eyes are clearly revealed, like someone who is awkward, finally plucking up the courage to find someone to reconcile. His eyelashes were trembling and his eyes were erratic, but he was too strong to pretend to be calm, with thin lips pressed, not willing to show weakness.
Li Huaiyu looked at it, thinking that this is a spirit made of iron and stone, so I have to soften my heart in front of him?
She opened her mouth and bit the orange, she pulled his sleeve and wiped her face, and asked him, "Do you look back?"
The fingertips brushed her soft lips, Jiang Xuanjin was startled, her eyes fell on her still red eyes, and her heart followed tightly.
"Go back." He nodded.
Qingsi and the others did not go out with them, they were all waiting in the princess mansion. No one could guess what the end of your Highness's trip would end, and they couldn't help but worry.
When the sun was getting higher, there was movement outside the door. Everyone stood up and looked at the door scorchingly.
A peony skirt swept across the threshold, and Li Huaiyu came in alone, holding his belly to look at them.
Seeing her red eyes, she cleared the string and stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, what kind of man is there? As long as you want, regardless of who it is, we will take it back for you!"
"Yes." Xu Chuyong also helped quickly, "No one can keep anyone who is going to leave, don't take it to your heart."
Jiu Wu frowned and shook his head: "Ziyang Jun is really not a beloved person. In my opinion, Shopkeeper Lu has not lost him anywhere."
Jiang Shen stood awkwardly next to him, wanting to be dull, but so immortal, Xu Chuyong glanced at him inadvertently, with hostility in his eyes.
Is this a disaster? Eyelids twitched, Jiang Shen quickly said: "Even if I'm a real brother, I won't help the third brother this time. Since it's a misunderstanding, how can I not listen to the explanation? It's really hard-hearted and unreasonable!"
He doesn't actually know what happened, but judging from the discussions in Fangcai Hall, his third brother seems to be irresponsible. If the person is not there anyway, he will not lose a piece of meat if he says a few words along the way.
Thinking about this, Second Young Master Jiang's courage became stronger. Looking at Xu Chu Niang, he wanted to express his position by the way: "If it were me..."
"If it's you, you should stroll around the brothel, and make a few sweet fans cry outside Jiangfu, and then travel thousands of miles to tell people that you know you are wrong." Someone followed Li Huaiyu and stepped into the door, quietly replacing him. He made up the following words.
With a "thump" in his heart, Jiang Shen turned his head stiffly, his eyes touched Jiang Xuanjin's cold eyes, and he almost choked to death because he didn't come up in one breath.
"Three...three brothers?"
Jiang Xuanjin didn’t smile, and there was snow in her eyes. All she vomited out of her mouth was ice scum: “Even if I’m a real brother, I won’t help my second brother this time. The others are sincere."
His face was blue and red, red and green, Jiang Shen looked at Xu Chu Niang who was frowning next to him, and shook his head repeatedly: "I am not...I don't have..."
Xu Chuyong calmly bowed his knees to him: "I have already reconciled, the son does not need to explain to the little girl."
"No, I didn't share those people at all when I went back to the brothel..."
"Second Young Master." Chijin interrupted him gently, "Since Miss Xu doesn't want to listen, why do you keep talking?"
Jiang Shen was going to die of anger. He felt that it was necessary to make it clear, but Xu Chuniang really didn't intend to listen. Don't start, just go to Li Huaiyu's side.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty." She whispered.
Li Huaiyu felt very surprised: "Don't you ask more about what happened? Don't ask how I brought people back?"
Shaking his head, Xu Chuyong smiled: "You want him back, he is back, that's enough. As far as we are concerned, the others are not in a hurry. When you are free, you can talk slowly. ."
Jiang San Gongzi was looking through the pamphlet in his heart, remembering the person who had just said bad things about him. Hearing this, he glanced at Xu Chu Niang and crossed out her name.
Huaiyu's eye sockets are a bit red again, and Lu Jingxing next to him pushes Qi Jin up and casually said: "Let me see the pulse first, you are crying forever this day."
The crowd returned to their senses and rushed her back to the room, leaving only Qi Jin and Jiang Xuanjin to guard, and they all retreated.
As soon as the door closed, Lu Jingxing was dragged to a corner of the yard.
"What's going on? How come these two people are together like nothing happened before?!" Xu Chuniang's eyes widened.
Qingsi is also anxious: "Since everything is all right, why is the master crying? Is it wronged?"
Even Wu couldn’t understand: "How can you say that someone so lonely and proud as Ziyang Jun will come back?"
Lu Jingxing's mouth twitched: "Whoever said it is not in a hurry, can you wait for your highness to speak slowly?"
Everyone looked at Xu Chuniang together, and the latter whispered: "Isn't it because your Highness is emotionally unstable and soothes her?"
"Say it!" Qing Xian scratched his head in a hurry.
With a soft snort, Lu Jingxing turned his fan and leaned against the vermilion pillar, glanced at the closed door of the main house from a distance, and then whispered slowly.
The room was very quiet. Qi Jin was very nervous when he felt Ziyang Jun's gaze, and the fingertips on Li Huaiyu's wrist were shaking.
"Hey, what are you afraid of?" Huaiyu smiled, "You are already a qualified medical girl in Jiangfu."
Qi Jin looked at the man next to him tremblingly.
Huaiyu understood, moved her body, patted the bed string and said to Jiang Xuanjin: "Come on."
Jiang Xuanjin frowned: "Still checking the pulse."
She said so, but she sat down obediently, letting her **** half of her body up.
Choose a comfortable posture with a smile, Huaiyu asked Qi Jin to check his pulse while looking at him.
At the beginning, she could look back calmly, but after she watched for a long time, and there were people next to her, Jiang Xuanjin's ears slowly turned red.
"Don't look." He muffled.
The atmosphere in the room was inexplicably lighter. Qi Jin took a breath, and quickly took a pulse, then reached out and probed Huaiyu’s belly, and stepped back two steps: "Mother and son are in peace, but my wife’s belly is really good. It’s bigger, so be careful when you produce it."
On hearing this, Jiang Xuanjin's back stiffened, and she raised her eyes and asked, "There will be danger?"
Qi Jin whispered: "Women give birth, there is nothing that is not dangerous. If you are worried, you should find more experienced women."
"Wen Po can ensure people's safety?"
"...This, I'm not sure, but at least I can be more sure."
With her jaw tightened, Jiang Xuanjin stared at Huaiyu’s belly for a while, and asked: "Can you not give birth?"
Li Huaiyu dug his ears, thinking that he had misheard: "What did you say?"
"No more." He repeated persistently, "You don't need a child."
Without getting angry, Huaiyu moved away while holding her belly, and said to him: "It's not that you have worked so hard to conceive for more than six months. If you don't want it, you won't let me give birth?"
"No."
"What's that?" she yelled fiercely.
Jiang Xuanjin closed her eyes, twisted her fingertips with a strand of blue silk, and was silent for a long time before whispering: "What should you do if something happens?"
If she was like her sister-in-law, and left after giving birth to Lin'er, what should he do?
Li Huaiyu was taken aback, looked up and saw his eyes, then asked afterwards, "Are you worried about me?"
I'm so worried that I would rather not have an heir?
Jiang Xuanjin pursed her lips and nodded seriously.
From the first time he saw her belly, the most emotion in his heart was not anger, but panic. He had seen the sky full of paper money in Jiang Mansion, and had seen his eldest brother holding Jiang Yan in the swaddling clothes kneeling in the mourning hall. Cry bitterly.
That kind of pain, he definitely didn't want to taste it.
Huaiyu was stunned, looked at him blankly for a long time, and slowly came out with a single breath, and finally laughed out: "Xiu wrote for nothing."
Speaking of this, Jiang Xuanjin was still a little displeased: "You have nothing to do with Lu Jingxing, and you are pregnant with my child. What are you going to do if you leave the book?"
Are you deliberately making him sad again?
Touching the tip of her nose, Huaiyu smiled dryly: "I'm counting on you."
"Huh?" He frowned.
"The rules of the Northern Wei Dynasty, don’t all children go to your in-law’s family? I’m afraid you know that I’m pregnant with your flesh and blood, so I want to grab it from me, so I first set up a divorce letter. All belong to me."
Facing the eyes of the person in front of him, Li Huaiyu said, the less his voice became: "Children are also shared, I definitely like them, and naturally they belong to me..."
The eyes were cold, comparable to the outcry, blowing on her face, making her get goose bumps all over her body with the cold.
Jiang Xuanjin asked coldly: "I am in your heart, this is the kind of person?"
Knowing that he is a villain’s heart to save a gentleman’s belly, Huaiyu pulled his hand with a guilty conscience: "I'm just in case..."
Looking at her deeply, Jiang Xuanjin leaned against the bed, stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, there was no blood on her lips.
Li Huaiyu couldn't bear it anymore. After thinking for a while, he asked: "Where is the "Book of Freeing a Husband" I gave you?"
Opening her sleeve pocket, Jiang Xuanjin took it out and placed it in front of her.
Take it with you!
The guilty conscience was even worse. She coughed twice and took out the divorce book from her sleeve. The two envelopes were put together and torn apart from the middle together.
With a bang, Jiang Xuanjin opened her eyes.
The man in front of him smiled like a rascal, threw the two torn papers on the ground, his index finger clicked on his heart, and the scornful voice said: "You are also shared by you and me, I I like it too. According to the promise, it should belong to me."
"..."
The smiling face in front of him has not been seen for a long time. It seems like a world away, with the brilliance of the rising sun, which makes his eyes hurt and his heart hurts.
Slowly raising his hand, he closed his eyes and moved his Adam's apple slightly.
Huaiyu watched quietly, propped up, leaned over gently, and kissed the back of his hand very lightly.