Chapter 6： mother and child

It's just that the more he is like this, the more she likes him.

This kind of pure emotion is something she dared not dream of asking for, but now she actually sent someone in front of her, it is really God's pity.

After finally lighting up the oil lamp, Mu Lian dared to look at the person she had been thinking about day and night. Seeing that she seemed to have lost weight a lot, she also suffered a lot during the period of coma.

At the beginning, he was going to stay and take care of her, but his father said he was a **** and drove them out of Pingnan Palace, but he never even saw her for the last time.

Goodbye now, it seems like yesterday.

At some point, those pale and callused hands stroked her face. They hadn't been together like this for many years.

I still remember when he was a child, he couldn't go out because he wanted to learn embroidery, so she took a book and nestled beside him, staying for a whole day, never getting bored.

But since…

Mulian suddenly withdrew her hand and touched the red cinnabar mole on her forehead, her eyes were full of pain.

Daddy said that this is a beauty spot, only beautiful men will have this, but why do they all say that they are disaster stars?

He didn't think much of it at first, but the woman who loved and protected him since childhood also believed it.

People all over the world said he was a disaster star, but he never cared about it.

Only she can't, she is his life!

Without this child, he might not be able to survive long ago.

Seeing her again now, he couldn't tell whether it was love or hatred or resentment, but he couldn't see her hurt and ignore it.

He deserves it!

Standing up and pouring a bowl of hot water, Mulian blew it cold and handed it to the man's lips, the pale lips turned rosy when they touched the drops of water.

Mu Lian's cheeks were flushed, she hurriedly collected her mind and gave Nan Jun two sips of water.

This is ordinary well water, but it is so sweet in Nanju's mouth, she never knew that a man could be so gentle.

Thinking about the man who cheated on him behind his back, Nan Jun suddenly felt that his former self was as blind as the previous "Nan Jun", and he couldn't see people clearly.

Fortunately, she came, and everything was still in time.

Pretending to unconsciously raise her hand to hold the thin wrist, Mu Lian was startled, and the wooden spoon in her hand almost fell to the ground.

It's just that the unshakable wrist is held in Nan Jun's hand, which makes her feel distressed.

How much the child has suffered!

It's so thin!

"Yun'er..."

The slightly hoarse voice made Mu Lian's eyes turn red.

She has...for many years...never called him "Yun'er".

Seeing the little man lower his head, Nan Jun yelled again cheekily.

"Yun'er..."

"You... you woke up..."

Mu Lian sniffed her little nose, freed her wrist from her hand, did not dare to look directly at that person, and looked away.

"Ugh...it hurts..."

Nan Jun frowned suddenly and moaned.

"Where...where does it hurt?"

As soon as she heard her cry of pain, Mu Lian didn't care much anymore, and hurriedly raised her head and asked.

"Yun'er, I'm hurt..."

I don't know if it was Mulian's illusion, but he actually felt that she was acting like a baby to him.

"I have medicine on me, would Yun'er apply it for me?"

Knowing that he would not refuse, Nan Jun asked deliberately.

If this idiot could forget about that heartbroken girl "Nan Ju", why would he end up in such a tragic end?

Mu Lian didn't even think about it, she nodded hurriedly and went to get the medicine from her arms, maybe he was pure-minded and focused on her wound, but Nan Jun felt a little distracted by that little hand, wishing to kill her immediately. Son under the pressure.

No matter how galloping his heart was, Nan Jun didn't dare to be rude to the beautiful woman.

She wants him to fall in love with her, not depend on her.

"I...I'm going to take off your clothes, please bear with me."

Mu Lian bit her lip to untie Nan Jun's belt, Nan Jun blushed, but she didn't refuse.

She just stared at him like this, and she refused to give up until she saw that pale smiling face flushed red.

After finally taking the medicine, Mu Lian let out a long breath in his heart, his burning eyes made him feel hot all over, and he felt that the Nanjun who woke up this time seemed to be different from before.

He couldn't say exactly what was different.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Lian didn't ask a single question—why did Nan Jun appear here? To him, her arrival must be a coincidence. After all, for a man who has been abandoned like himself, what is it that deserves her painstaking efforts?

The silence between the two made the night even quieter...

"Wow...wow..."

The childish crying awakened Mu Lian who was at a loss. He hurriedly got up and rushed to the bed, and picked up the child who suddenly burst into tears.

Nan Jun also sat up, leaned against the wall behind him, and tilted his head to the side.

The little milk baby was crying in Mulian's arms, her little face was flushed red, a little face that hadn't opened yet was so delicate, it's not bad when it grows up.

Xu is that this child is connected with Nan Jun's blood, the first time he saw him, Nan Jun couldn't help but be happy.

Mu Lian kept shaking the child in her arms, but the crying never stopped, making Mu Lian's eyes reddened.

"I'll give you a hug..."

Nan Jun raised his hand and looked expectantly at Mu Lian, waiting for him to hand over the child.

Even after being hurt by her, Mu Lian still couldn't bear to refuse her, just worried about her injury.

"But your injury..."

"It's okay, the injury is on the back, it's okay."

Nan Jun took the soft dough, and his heart softened. She had been single for thousands of years, and suddenly became a cheap mother, which was a different feeling.

Only when I got closer did I realize that although the swaddling clothes that wrapped the child were rough, the child was wearing smooth silk.

Thinking of Mu Lian living a life without enough food, but still unwilling to wrong the child, Nan Jun felt a burst of distress.

She swore secretly that she would love their father and son well and never let them suffer again.

I don't know if it's because the mother and child are connected, but the child stopped crying after reaching Nan Jun's hands.

Nan Jun looked at Mu Lian in amazement, and he also looked in disbelief.

Mu Lian was suddenly very relieved, and felt that her grievances for so long seemed to have disappeared, even if their father and son were driven out of the Pingnan Palace, the blood relationship between their mother and son was cut off.

"Can the baby have a name?"

Nan Jun asked this question knowingly. This child is not mentioned as a name in the book. He was thrown to death when he saw his mother for the first time. How can there be such good luck.

Mulian suddenly lowered her head, bit her lip and didn't answer.

He has never named the child, just hoping that one day Nan Jun will wake up, and maybe she will feel a little bit reluctant to part with their father and son. Even if they don't take them back, it would be good to give the child a name.

In this dynasty where women are respected, a child who can be named by his mother will be carefree in this life, and this is Mulian's only wish.