Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 280: Little **** is born (3)
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"Seeing that you have excellent singing skills and stature, but it's a pity that you can't perform on stage because of your daughter." Minglan didn't listen to her performance, only smiled, "I heard that your favorite song is "The Legend of the Clouds" So after I followed Master Hou, I still often sing this song at home after I have no worries about food and clothing? I sang it apart, especially the part of "Looking for a beautiful lady on a snowy night to explore the flower, Liuli girl crying blood shows her heart." , When there is no one, you will sing word by word repeatedly."
Manniang was completely stunned, her palms were slightly cold, this is a hidden matter in her heart.
"We are all women, tell me the truth." Minglan smiled, and said in a familiar tone, "Do you envy Mrs. Liuli?" Manniang opened her mouth, not knowing how to reply.
Minglan answered for her and smiled at Mrs. Tai, "I'm really nonsense, I am envious, or how can I sing this tune day and night after getting rid of my base, for fear that others don't know what she was doing. It works."
Manniang's face was pale, and she bit her lower lip fiercely.
Mao’s art of war has something to say, you must fight your own war, and you can’t let the enemy lead your nose. If the enemy wants to fight in the plains, you force it to fight in the mountains. If the enemy wants to fight head-on, you will guerrilla and disturb the enemy. Therefore, if Manniang wanted to talk about her pitiful life experience, Minglan talked about artistic pursuits, and Manniang wanted to talk about her son, so she avoided this topic.
"The high school bachelor's house is dressed in brocade clothes and splendid, abandoning the expectations of her teacher and parents. The people who betrayed their relatives will also marry Mrs. Liuli. I really envy me waiting for a mediocre woman." Minglan looked at Manniang playfully, "Watch your actions It’s not like the one who is greedy for comfort and ease. He has a great ambition to follow Master Hou with his son for thousands of miles. Could it be..." She smiled, "Could it be that you want to imitate Mrs. Liuli and tell Master Hou to ignore the stereotypes of the world." , Ming Media is marrying you?"
"No!" It was the thought that I was thinking about day and night, Manniang also instinctively rejected it. She was about to say,'How dare to have this idea for a little girl from a humble background', but was interrupted by Minglan. Just listen to her jokingly, "You have to be careful. If you say the same thing too much, be careful when the Bodhisattva hears it and you will take it seriously."
Manniang bit her lip and couldn't say anything. The wife on the side was stunned and willing to help, but she didn't know where to interrupt.
"It's okay." Minglan endured the soreness of falling belly, half jokingly said, "It is a good thing for people to be motivated. If you don't enter the Hou Mansion, don't live in peace, just Hou Ye. It can be seen that you know people well and know that Lord Hou is the cone in the bag, and he will be able to burst out in the future, far better than those who look down upon others!"
While speaking, she glanced at Mrs. Tai intentionally or unintentionally, and turned her popularity down.
Manniang stopped talking, and reduced her pitiful appearance, just staring at Minglan with a calm look.
"But when it's here, you still haven't been able to become the second Mrs. Liuli." Minglan is not afraid of her gaze, the more angry the better, and she just said to herself, "You are exhausted, you still have no standing, but you can't enter. , Even the son can't recognize the ancestor and return to the clan!"
"You--!" Manniang's throat burst out with an angry grievance.
"Do you know why this is?" Ming Lan snatched.
Manniang stared at Minglan with anger, like a dormant female, ready to pounce on her.
"I'll tell you." Minglan stopped smiling and looked serious. "Your biggest mistake is that you don't understand. If you really like someone, you should consider him."
"Hou Ye admired his father very much, and no matter how cruel he said, he also wanted the harmony between father and son; if Mrs. Liuli were you, she would have left Lord Hou a long time ago, and would never ask them to continue to argue between father and son because of you. Master Hou wants to marry a virtuous lady. If Mrs. Liuli were you, she would have turned her head and left. She would definitely not hinder Master Hou’s future, instead of going to Dengzhou to disturb the marriage. Master Hou wanted a pair of children. Ping An Kangtai, if Mrs. Liuli is you, she will take care of her children so that they can be self-reliant and strong adults, instead of throwing off their young daughters and dragging their three or four-year-old sons far away. I ask you, now How many characters does Brother Chang know and how many books have you read?"
Minglan's tone is plain, but every word is like needles.
Manniang was panting roughly. She spent half of her life planning on running water. No matter how she didn't hate, she couldn't say a word in her teeth. She admired Madam Liuli since she was a child and wanted to learn from her everywhere; she could explain that Lan was from a wealthy background, and she could not stand to speak, but Madam Liuli was in a more difficult situation than herself.
"From the beginning to the end, you only think of yourself. No matter what you want or not, your children, you only act according to your own thoughts. You are like this, and you are worthy of comparison with Mrs. Liuli?" Minglan Deliberately showing a look of contempt, "With your stalking skills, people have been helping the old, the weak and the poor, and they have set up their own business!"
That is a magical woman, and I won’t elaborate on all the talents. Every time I read the notes of Mrs. Liuli, Minglan feels like watching "A Arabian Nights" and can't help but seriously suspect that this is a descendant. Add fuel to the myth. In fact, for the sake of Mrs. Liuli's sake, it is not very important whether there is a high-ranking scholar who falls in love desperately. To put it in a political class, she found her own value in life and lived happily.
Manniang's eyes were red, her fingers almost cut out the carpet, and she stared at Minglan with bitterness.
"It's natural." Minglan finally added, her tone was gentle again, even with a pity, "The most important thing is that Master Hou has never loved you the way that a senior scholar loves Mrs. Liuli. That's it. It's all over..."
This sentence became the last straw that crushed Manniang; at that moment, Manniang didn't know what she was doing, she just rushed on like crazy, but the maids brought by Dan Ju died to death. Hold down. The little boy next to him was frightened, shivering and shivering, Manniang cursed lowly, "You bitch..."
Ming Lan turned to look at Mrs. Tai, and Liang Liang said, "Do you still want to tell her to come in?" Mrs. Tai was shocked by the sidelines, her lips moved a few times without speaking. Minglan turned her head again and saw that Manniang was gradually breathing well, Minglan said: "Let her go."
Manniang raised her head indifferently, tears all over her face, this time Minglan believed that she was not acting.
Ming Lan looked at the thin little boy, feeling sad in her heart, and suddenly said softly, "If you still have the heart, you should plan for this child. Don't tell him to suffer with the adults. I heard that he has been No. Ask yourself, a man begging for a wife is to be a husband and a child. If you don't even raise a child, which man will respect and adore."
Manniang lowered her head, panting heavily, roaring like a female beast.
The third burst of soreness struck, Ming Lan felt bad, so she stood up trembling, with a look of pain on her face, Dan orange panicked, and asked repeatedly, Ming Lan whispered in her ear : "This pain is wrong, it is about to give birth."
Dan orange resisted the panic, and said loudly: "Come here, bring the soft **** over." The maid next to him immediately went out to call someone, and Dan orange helped Minglan walk over carefully. Minglan let out a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I walk around." Her physical fitness is very good, not so fragile, even in modern society, you have to take a car to the hospital before giving birth.
Looking at the appearance of Minglan, Mrs. Tai was slightly suspicious. I don't know if the story of the wolf came yesterday, or it was the day of childbirth. She exchanged glances with her mother and hesitated.
The Manniang on the ground gritted her teeth, and suddenly got a bit of cruelty, grabbed her son next to her, hugged it, and seemed to rush towards the pillar next to Minglan, as if she was about to hit her head, and her mouth was still Yelling: "If we don't let our mothers and daughters live, we won't live anymore!"
Everyone in the room was panicked. Dan Ju and Lu Zhi both stopped in front of Ming Lan. Xiao Tao was still clever. With agility, she made her full strength slantingly rushed over, slammed into Manniang, and knocked her down. On the ground.
"Come here! Put this unpredictable man in custody!" said to his mother first.
Ming Lan glanced at her. At this moment, she had a seizure in her belly. She didn't care about it, so she had to go back first. However, today's basically a complete victory is still very pleasant. As for Manniang and Brother Chang, she shouldn't be at the disposal of her, wait for Gu Tingye.
As soon as she returned to the house, Mama Cui had everything ready, and the two stable wives were also waiting nervously, but Minglan became confused, as if lying on the cloud, enduring a wave of pain. According to conscience, this feeling was very strange, it didn't seem to hurt much, but it was sore and sore, and the soreness below the waist and abdomen almost made her want to cry. How could its mother's be so sour? It will be sore!
I don’t know that after a few hours, the sweat soaked the clothes, even the eyelashes seemed to be wet, the sky darkened outside, and the voices in my ears were still shouting vigorously. The women headed by Mama Cui were like cheerleaders. , It was nothing more than'inhale','endure the pain','save your energy and don't shout','struggle','just fine' and the like tossed over and over again, just cassetted with a broken old tape recorder.
The lights are lit in the room, and the stars are like the night sky, with the already full eyes of Venus. The soreness accumulated to a critical point, and when Minglan felt deeply that she was dying, she suddenly shouted crazy outside, huh? It's not like your own cheerleader.
She hurriedly left, opened her eyes and opened her eyes to look, but saw the strange red shadow outside the window for a long time.
"It's gone! Go—water—it's gone!" everyone outside shouted in confusion.
Ming Lan suddenly became sober. After cursing the big **** and the little bastard, she wanted to shout: That old witch originally kept this hand! It’s best to be mad at yourself. If you don’t die, please Zhu Ronglai to show off! Tingcan, Aunt Kang, Yu's family, Manniang, it turns out that it's all smoke, they have prepared a ruthless hand! I hate myself for defending against the East and the West.
She is just a small court clerk. She is not an expert in house fighting. She has been diligent and conscientious in these years, but she is still not enough? Alas, now I can only count on the guards led by Tu Er to be able to use it.
I was so angry. I don’t know where I was born. Minglan gritted her teeth and held her breath. Suddenly, there was a damp and heat between the mattresses. The almost crazy pain seemed to have found an exit, and she burst her teeth and danced her claws. Then, all the miracles in the human world came at this moment, announcing the arrival of life fiercely.
The sound of gongs, drums, walking, and noise outside the sky couldn't hide Wen Po's almost changed scream.
"—come out! Coming out! It's a brother, a fat kid!"
Amidst the red clouds, the man-made malicious fire scene, the little **** who had tortured her for more than half a year finally came out.
Ming Lan's last thought before losing consciousness was—hurry up and see if his hands and feet are ten toes and ten fingers!