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Zhenzi looked at her, hesitated for a while, nodded, "I said to Ziliang."

"Master --"

outside came Jiang Ziliang's voice.

Zhenzi and Yang Zimei quickly recovered their normal faces.

After Jiang Ziliang came in to salute Yang Zimei, he sat down beside Zhenzi and naturally stretched out his hand to hold Zhenzi's hand.

Zhen Zi looked at him gently, slightly lowered her head, and her face was full of happiness.

"Ziliang, tomorrow you and Zhenzi go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the marriage certificate."

Yang Zimei said to Jiang Ziliang, "so that I can feel at ease."

"Why?"

Jiang Ziliang looked at Yang Zimei and asked, "is tomorrow a great day? Is master afraid that I won't marry Zhenzi? In this world, apart from Zhenzi, I will not marry another woman to be my wife. "

"Well, tomorrow is a great day."

Yang Zimei didn't want to tell him about his fate, in order to avoid his psychological burden.

He loves Zhenzi so deeply, if he knows that the child exists, Zhenzi can not exist, it is estimated that she will directly let Zhenzi miscarry.

In fact, this is not the problem that abortion can solve. If they marry by force tomorrow, they may also restrain the fate.

After all, neither of them is an ordinary person.

Life grid, sometimes in people, not in the sky.

"Good! I've long wanted to have Zhenzi take my last name. "

Jiang Ziliang was very happy to stretch out his arm around Zhenzi's thick waist, "after that, she called Jiang Zhenzi, hehe."

"Bless you

Yang Zimei said heartily.

However, the more happy Jiang Ziliang was, the more worried she was that they would fall on the cloud of happiness.

After Jiang Ziliang and Zhenzi left, Yang Zimei also sat in the courtyard, looking up at the stars in the sky.

Suddenly, a meteor without warning to Zhen Zi's room, and then a corner of the sky suddenly darkened.

Yang Zimei's heart sank and rushed to Zhen Zi's bedroom.

Jiang Ziliang called anxiously in the room, "Zhenzi, what's the matter with you?"

"I have a stomachache!"

Zhen Zi cries out in pain.

Yang Zimei quickly pushed the door in.

Zhenzi was so painful that she was almost in a tumbling state on the bed. Jiang Ziliang, who was always quiet, was full of panic. Seeing Yang Zimei come in, he called out in a hurry, "master, come and see, Zhenzi has shed a lot of blood."

Yang Zimei looked down and saw that Zhenzi's trousers were all dyed red with blood.

Abortion?

Yang Zimei nervously took out the silver needle, just wanted to prick Zhenzi's acupoints, but was stopped by her, "master, I seem to have a baby!"

"To be born?"

Yang Zimei doubts to do her examination, it is really the appearance of labor.

"Master, what's the matter? Isn't it just three months? How could it be born? "

Although Jiang Ziliang also felt that Zhenzi's pregnancy was different from that of ordinary people, the stomach was very big and fast, but it was not as fast as three months to give birth.

Yang Zimei did not have time to answer him, but ordered him to call Xiaoqian Lianyi to come over and prepare scissors for hot water production.

Zhen Zi's stomach, at this time like being torn general pain.

However, she was not as wailing as other mothers could not bear.

She just firmly clenched Jiang Ziliang's hand and fixed her eyes on Jiang Ziliang.

She worried that she would soon be unable to hold the hand and see his handsome face.

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