Chapter 1125

Mo Lingyuan looked sad and sullen, and the pain that was sealed in his body seemed to find an outlet in an instant, and he kicked over the table in front of him.

But his body became limp in an instant, and he sank into the grand teacher's chair decadently, with a hoarse and tired voice: "Ben Shuai dreamed that she was dying, the pain was so painful that she couldn't even cry, and she called my name over and over again... ..."

That dream is so real.

It was as if he could only be like a ray of soul, watching her struggling in pain, he wanted to hug her, but his fingers pierced through her body, trying to comfort her, but he couldn't send out the words any sound.

Mo Lingyuan closed his eyes dejectedly, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

Mu Qing looked at the tables and chairs that had been kicked over, ignored the mess on the ground, racked his brains to comfort him: "Master, dreams are generally opposite to reality."

Besides, if the young lady fell from such a high cliff, it would be an eye opener to save the young lady's life. The child is probably gone long ago, so how could it be a dystocia?

Mu Qing thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. He counted the date with his fingers, and said against his will: "Master, the so-called thinking every day and dreaming at night, you probably miss the young lady so much, that's why Such a dream was born.

The child in the womb of the young lady is only seven and a half months old.

Pregnant in October, the child in the womb of the young lady is still more than two months away..."

Hearing what Mu Qing said, Mo Lingyuan finally felt better.

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On the second day, as soon as Mo Lingyuan walked out of the study, he heard Duan Changyu and the housekeeper discussing about preparing gifts to send out.

Hearing the word "born", Mo Lingyuan asked casually: "What happened? Who gave birth?"

"Miss Nanyan gave birth." The housekeeper replied respectfully, "Miss Yunda said that before the accident, Young Madam bought clothes, shoes and socks for Miss Nanyan's child.

At any rate, he is also a relative of the Young Madam, so the old slave wanted to prepare some gifts and gift money to send over in the name of the Young Madam. "

Mo Lingyuan didn't care about these things, he just asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Master Hui, it's a boy." Duan Changyu carefully looked at Mo Lingyuan's face: "Mr. Wen has put all the assets brought back from the Chu family under the name of Young Madam.

Now the income of Yunlai Pavilion and Yunlaike is allocated to Lingyunmen on time. "

Mo Lingyuan raised his foot and walked out: "This commander is going to see that kid."

No one expected that Mo Lingyuan would take time out of his busy schedule to come to Yunlai Pavilion to see the newborn baby.

Wen Tingyun made tea and put it in front of Mo Lingyuan, and held the baby for him to see.

Mo Lingyuan stared at the baby's crumpled, soft and red face, as if his heart had been stabbed by something, he took out a jade pendant from his cuff and put it in the baby's swaddle, and said softly: "This is what Yun Yao paid for in advance. The gift he prepared was specially opened in the temple."

Mentioning Chu Yunyao made Wen Tingyun feel uncomfortable, so he had to keep the jade pendant...

Mo Lingyuan didn't stay in Yunlai Pavilion for too long, he just glanced at the child, then went back to the mansion and shut himself in the study.

Mo Lingyuan caressed the portrait hanging on the wall, and brushed the girl's delicate eyebrows with his fingertips, "Yun Yao, are all newborns wrinkled and red?

There are wrinkles on his forehead, he looks ugly like a little old man when he cries, and his hair is so thin.

If our child can be born safely, it will definitely not look like this, it will be very good-looking and lovable, right? "