"If you have anything you want to ask, please ask." Hua Qiong sat by her side and brushed her hair easily.

Feng Zhiwei expressed her doubts about her abdomen with her eyes.

Hua Qiong's stomach is not big. She looks like five or six months ago. However, five or six months ago, Yan Huaishi was still in the imperial capital and never went back to the South China Sea.

Looking down at her stomach, Hua Qiong laughed and said again, "you guessed right. This child is not Huaishi."

Feng Zhi micro uttered a cough, even if it was guessed, suddenly heard such a calm sentence or was shocked.

Hua Qiong immediately reached out and patted her back gently. Feng Zhiwei was stunned again. Hua Qiong had already taken her hand back.

She gently stroked her abdomen with a faint smile. Finally, there was more sadness in her eyes. "I'm a country woman. My father used to be a county magistrate. Later, he resigned and went back to my hometown to open a private school. My private school is in Huaishi's mother's nunnery. She was bullied in the nunnery. My father and I often looked at her pitiful, and often gave me Zhouji, Huaishi and I, so we knew each other very little 。”

Oh, the story of the unwelcome rich and the poor.

"Don't think that's a childhood love story." Hua Qiong is another shocking sentence, "Huaishi doesn't like me."

Feng Zhiwei a mouthful of tea almost sprayed on the bedding.

"Chen is a typical lady. Although she is grateful to my family, she can't appreciate a girl like me. Huaishi is influenced by her mother and has no fancy for me. She just appreciates my family's care and gets along well with me. In the eyes of outsiders, she looks like a couple."

Hua Qiong bit the pomegranate slowly and gently said, "when my father died, he took my hand and said," Qi Da Fei, don't marry Yan family, or I will suffer a lot in the future. I listened to him, became the first private school teacher, and married a scholar in this village. "

"The scholar was weak, and soon after marriage he was in bed. I waited on him for more than a year, but I still went there. Therefore, I got a reputation as a quitter."

"The child..."

"Scholar." Hua Qiong said, "posthumous son."

Feng Zhiwei took a cold breath and thought that the woman in the ancestral hall was so righteous and powerful and so murderous that no one could doubt that Yan Changtian was not a Yan.

Yan Changtian really doesn't have a surname of Yan

She even ran to knock on the ancestral hall of the first family against other people's children. Without changing her face, she said that it was the eldest grandson who wanted to go in and saved two lives with this fake seed, which indirectly led to changes in the situation of the Yan Family and the whole South China Sea.

Fengzhi weishengping for the first time, produced admiration for the same sex.

It's just that there's a problem. It's not right.

"Huaishi was not in the South China Sea recently, and the Yan family knew that. Why didn't they raise any objection at that time?"

"On the one hand, it is to suppress the siege and my momentum at that time, and forget to count the days." Hua Qiong said, "on the other hand, after I heard that the imperial envoy was going to set up a shipping department on Nanhai Road, and Huaishi would probably become the general manager, I knew that the Yan family would not let him go. Therefore, I once spread that Huaishi had recently secretly returned to the South China Sea to see me."

"Why?"

"This child is a posthumous child." Hua Qiong gently stroked her abdomen, and her face was full of the glory of being a mother. "No one knows that the scholar left me a child. I think that Huaishi's life experience is one of his weak points. Huaishi did not threaten him before. If the Yan family didn't look at him, they would not move him. Once Huaishi appeared, the Yan family would sooner or later take this matter to expel him What a more useful shield than a long house grandson

Feng Zhi looks at Hua Qiong.

This woman, more intelligent than she imagined, had a far-reaching vision and a deep heart. She had made such an influential and extremely correct decision by inference.

Behind her sparse smile, there was a careful and brave mind.

"You..." After a long time, Feng Zhiwei finally asked, "love him, right?"

We can't do this without deep love.

Hua Qiong's smile, at first hearing this question, dimmed a little, but soon rose again, brisk way, "yes."

She answered simply, but the meaning of the two words was deep enough to make Feng Zhiwei ponder.

Knowing that a good man has no her in his heart.

Knowing that her mother-in-law didn't accept her.

Knowing this, the world laughs at her greedy snobbery.

But at the expense of his reputation and body, thousands of people spread a big lie with a heavy heart just to save his lover's life.

Feng Zhiwei now really understand her courage.

Originally thought that the two love each other, face-to-face marriage naturally secure.

However, in fact, she was worried and asked for marriage at the gate of the ancestral hall. Once Yan Huaishi said "no", waiting for her would be the Yan Family's unrelenting revenge. She was killed and killed in front of the ancestral hall.

"Now it's a good result." She with a touch of happy smile, gratified to see her, "from now on, you are the Yan Family master's wife, no one can despise you again.""No

Feng Zhiwei, who is preparing to drink tea, once again softens her hand. The cup almost falls to the ground, and Hua Qiong catches it.

"Auntie, don't you scare me every time?" Feng knows a little bitter smile.

Hua Qiong put down her tea cup and grabbed her hand. "Take me away!"

Feng Zhi looks up at her, then stares at her and holds her hand. Without confirming that Hua Qiong will not fall in love with her, she almost thinks that this is Shaoning, the second girl who was sent by mistake.

"Mrs. Yan..." She motioned to the clasping hands of the two men to remind her of the ceremony.

Hua Qiong did not let go, her bright eyes fixed on her.

"You know I am..." Feng Zhiwei is a little confused. Her mask is very delicate, and she is also very good at dressing as a man. How can this woman see it?

"The way your highness looks at you." Hua Qiong pursed a smile, "I'm from the past, I understand."

Feng Zhiwei remained silent for a long time. She didn't want to make a mistake, but fortunately, there were not many people like Hua Qiong who were intelligent and delicate in the external atmosphere. Moreover, there were not many people who knew feelings like her, so there was no need to worry too much.

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