Chapter 1029

Zhao Chumu sat there silently, watching Ji Shumo cry, watching Ji Shumo smile, watching Ji Shumo miss, watching Ji Shumo heartache. Today, Zhao Chumu knows how bitter Ji Shumo's heart is.

At that time, they all thought that Du Cao was dead, and Ji Shumo was devastated. But after a wedding, they cheered up and did what they should do. They were even more diligent than before.

But this time, Du Cao left by himself, but Ji xumo was more painful than five years ago. As expected, life and death were more painful than parting.

"Don't talk about it, little mo." Zhao Chumu really can't see it any more. He hugs Ji Lyric Mo with heartache.

Ji Shumo is already sobbing, lying in Zhao Chumu's arms, choked and said: "in fact, I just want a weed, why? Why not? If Uncle Zhao's father is here, I don't have to be so embarrassed, do I? My father has always been a man of love and hate. If he is still there, he will not be angry with Xiaocao, will he

Zhao Chumu doesn't know what kind of words to comfort Ji Shumo. He can only carry people on his shoulders and walk towards the house. He puts people on the bed and turns to go out.

But at this time, Ji Shumo suddenly grabbed Zhao Chumu's wrist: "Uncle Zhao can't tell Xiaocao that if I drink too much, she will be angry. If she is angry, she will ignore me."

Zhao Chumu looked at Ji Lyric ink this way, some helpless, some distressed, sighed, pulled up the quilt to settle him, this just turned and walked toward the outside.

Instead of going home, he went to Ji's ancestral hall.

Looking at the memorial tablet of general Ji in the ancestral hall, Zhao Chumu felt a little more guilty. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "brother Ji, I'm here to make amends with you. I didn't take care of your Mo'er after all. The child you loved so much before is forced to look like this. If you see it in heaven, it will hurt you, right?"

Ji Shumo is the real son of heaven!

His father is a general, his mother is the daughter of the Duke, his aunt is the queen, and his uncle is the emperor or his father's brother.

But now everyone is gone, those who once loved him are gone.

Ji Shumo walks alone in the thorns, and finally meets Du Cao. They can cuddle with each other, warm and redeem each other, but they can't be together just because of the damned blood, because of the damned blood feud, because of the damned hatred.

Ji's life is really too bitter, but the only trace of sweet, also disappeared, never come back.

It is said that Du Cao is cruel, but Zhao Chumu knows that Du Cao is not cruel, but sober. The child lives soberly and knows what will happen in the future. He will choose this way for Ji Shumo.

She is the one who sticks to her feelings and heart to the end, and is worthy of admiration.

Qiantang, qingxinzhai.

Jiuxi watched Du Cao eat and drink in front of the table, frowning. It seems that the child has been possessed by an old sow recently. How can he eat and sleep?

"Look at the grass. It's bulging. Don't eat it."

Jiuxi frowned and went up to grab the sour jujube cake in Du Cao's hand: "how do you always eat these sour things recently?"

Du Cao patted his belly, smiling a little sweet and shy, and said in a low voice, "you're going to be an uncle."

what? what!

Jiuxi Leng in place for a long time to come back to God, unbelievable looking at the grass: "what do you say? Say it again

Du grass touched his belly, gently smile, face a little more gentle: "I want to be a mother, I have children, you want to be an uncle."

"Really?" Jiuxi was shocked at the beginning, but now it is joyful. Did Du Cao have a child?

Du Cao nodded and laughed a little playfully. The reason why she is so determined to leave Yong'an capital is that she has a child in her stomach. How did she not have the last child? Du Cao is very clear now. Therefore, in order to protect her children, Du Cao must avoid Yong'an's gratitude and resentment.

"How long? Why didn't you say that earlier? It's bumpy all the way. What if there's something wrong with the child? " Jiuxi White Du grass a look with a bit of blame.

Looking at the happy appearance of Jiuxi, Du Cao only felt funny: "it's my child. I'm not worried. What are you so excited about?"

"Your child is also my child, and I will love this child well." Jiuxi reaches out his hand and tentatively touches Du Cao's stomach. For four months, the child has already had a trace. Du Cao's stomach is slightly raised, but it can't be seen without careful observation.

Du Cao looked at Jiuxi's silly appearance, only to feel funny, touched his belly, eyes a little more missing: "you are so happy, if small ink know that we have children do not know how happy it is, certainly as stupid as you.""Aren't you going to tell Ji Shumo?" Jiuxi frowned: "do you want your child to have no father?"

"What are you talking about?" Du Cao turned to protect his stomach: "this is our child, how can I not tell him? It's just that it's not the right time. "

"It's not the right time for you to have a big stomach? When are you going to tell him? " Jiuxi looked at Du grass this way a little more distressed.

Du Cao sighed and said: "in fact, I really want him to stay by my side with me and my child, but our child is destined to be the target of public criticism, so I want to wait for the child to be born safely, and then tell Ji Shumo."

"I'm afraid I can't wait until then." Jiuxi snorted, a little more displeasure in his eyes.

Huh?

Du grass frowned and looked at Jiuxi: "what's the matter with you?"

"Miaoyan sent a letter saying that huangfuyue wanted Ji Shumo to marry Tao Feiyan to stabilize the court." Jiuxi has absolutely no affection for huangfuyue now, so when he mentions it, he calls it by his name. He just wants to strangle the unfortunate child.

Hearing this, Du Cao covered his mouth and said with a smile, "what can I be angry about? Did Xiao Mo agree? "

"If he agrees, I'll go back and strangle him now!" Jiuxi maliciously waved his fist and looked at Du Cao seriously.

Du Cao touched his stomach and laughed: "are you so fierce in front of my little nephew? Be careful, he's scared by you. "

Jiuxi White Du grass one eye, but did not continue to say, just sighed: "Ji Lyric ink do not agree to how? Huang Fu Yue seems to be a madman now. Can she resist the Edict and not respect him? "