Hearing this sentence, Mo Lingyuan's eyes flashed with joy, and he pressed his big palm on her belly, and said a little at a loss: "Yes, are you pregnant?"
Mo Zhongtian, who came out later, just heard these words, and his face was as dark as ink for an instant.
Qin Zhirou carefully observed Mo Zhongtian's expression, a triumphant smile curled up on the corner of her lips.
Until she couldn't vomit anymore, Chu Yunyao wiped the corners of her lips with the handkerchief in Mo Lingyuan's hand, and shook her head: "No, I just feel sick, vomit!"
With an empty stomach, Chu Yunyao retched several times.
Qin Zhirou added fuel to the side: "When I was pregnant with my first child, I was always nauseous and I liked to retch. The symptoms of Young Madam are exactly the same as when I was pregnant with Jinyu."
Every time she said a word, Mo Zhongtian's face became more and more ugly.
Bao'er hurried over with clear water and rinsed Chu Yunyao's mouth.
Chu Yunyao was thinking about the third aunt's body, and followed the fourth aunt upstairs while clutching her chest.
Pushing away the third aunt's bedroom, I saw the third aunt crying like a frightened bird, rolling all over the bed and crying for pain.
The fourth aunt closed the door and whispered: "Okay, it's the young lady."
The third aunt immediately stopped crying, stretched out her hand to lift the gauze curtain, looked at Chu Yunyao and the fourth aunt, her eyes became redder, and she said in a timid voice, "Young Madam, I dare not eat anything my Madam gave, But the warlord heard that it can guarantee the birth of a boy, and forced me to eat it, so I can only pretend that my stomach hurts, and I will trouble you to make this trip."
The fourth aunt also felt sorry for her: "For this matter, the second sister knelt in front of the master and knelt for a whole morning, begging the master not to give you that medicine. Competing for favor."
The third aunt said: "I heard that when Madam was pregnant with the second young master, she also took the medicine to protect the birth of a boy."
Chu Yunyao got the third aunt's pulse and prescribed some sedatives and anti-fetal drugs, "So, the second young master of the Mo family has a congenital illness, maybe it's related to the messy medicine that the governor's wife took.
It's a three-point drug, and it's doomed from the beginning to have a boy or a girl, and it can't be changed. "
After going downstairs, Chu Yunyao cast a look at Mo Lingyuan, signaling him to drop the bowl of medicine.
"Yunyao just took a sip of this medicine, and she vomited so badly. What if the third aunt drank too much and vomited so much that she couldn't even keep the child? The Mo family has a small population, whether it's a boy or a girl. It's the flesh and blood of my father, so why insist on it?
In the past, the third aunt was too pregnant, now that she is pregnant, she may soon add a few more siblings for her father..."
Mo Zhongtian's eyes fell on Chu Yunyao's belly from time to time, his heart was in a mess, and he didn't bother to care whether the third aunt was pregnant with a boy or a girl.
Mo Lingyuan knew that Chu Yunyao didn't like this place, and was about to take Chu Yunyao away, but unexpectedly, Chu Yunyao's eyes fell directly on Mo Zhongtian, and she suddenly said, "You hate me so much because My mother killed Ling Yuan's mother, right?"
This matter is like a taboo buried in Mo Zhongtian's heart. Once it is brought up, it will trigger the grievances and hatreds of more than ten years ago.
Mo Zhongtian squinted his eyes and didn't say anything.
Chu Yunyao continued: "But I just received the news that my mother never harmed Ling Yuan's mother at all, none of this is true, but it was the Lin family and the Wen family who were brutally murdered by you because of this incident. .”
After Chu Yunyao finished speaking, she took out the folded cowhide scroll from her bosom and threw it to Mo Zhongtian...