Chu Yunyao suppressed the embarrassment in her heart, and said in a hoarse voice, "Think about it again, and make a decision after you think it through."

"I've thought it through very clearly." Mo Lingyuan buried his head in the crook of her neck: "I don't dare to act rashly these days, just because I'm afraid that you might accidentally get pregnant again."

The miserable appearance of her on the day when she gave birth to Siyu came to his mind from time to time, and became a shadow he could not get rid of.

He never wanted to experience that kind of life-and-death struggle scene again in his life.

Chu Yunyao understood, thought for a moment, and said, "When I come back from Tian'en Temple, if you haven't changed your mind, I'll do it for you again."

It's not that her mother didn't want to operate on him.

It was because she was afraid that she would not be able to return after falling into the hands of the Feng family.

Xiu'er is over three years old, and with Mo Lingwei and Feng Shaojin with her, even if she can't speak in this life, she won't be underestimated.

Siyu was brought up by Bao'er, and Chi Yebai supported her, so this girl probably won't suffer when she grows up.

Even if she couldn't come back, the two children could be settled properly.

But if Mo Lingyuan changes his mind and wants his own child to be the heir, instead of forcing Xiu'er, who may still be speechless, to take over as the heir of the Mo family, it is better for Mo Lingyuan to pick out an outstanding wife from among the remarried wives The child takes on this responsibility.

All the vigorous and lasting feelings in this world are short-lived, and they will stop abruptly when the love is the most intense, and will be praised and passed down by everyone, and passed down from generation to generation.

But a lifetime is so long, no one can imagine what will happen in the future, it is better to be realistic and prepare for the worst first.

It's not that Chu Yunyao doesn't believe that after her death, Mo Lingyuan will stick to her for the rest of her life.

After all, after staying at the bottom of the cliff for so long, Mo Lingyuan has been persevering in sending people to find her whereabouts.

But this time was different from last time, once she made a mistake, it was her body that was sent to Mo Lingyuan.

She couldn't be selfish and let him live on memories for the rest of his life.

Mo Lingyuan settled the quilt and agreed: "Okay."

The sound of breathing in the ear gradually became even and long, Mo Lingyuan had already fallen asleep, but Chu Yunyao became more and more awake as she slept, tossing and turning, sleepless all night.

After finally feeling a little sleepy at dawn, Siyu's crying followed.

Chu Yunyao sat up with her arms propped up, and saw that Mo Lingyuan had already lit the lamp, and picked Siyu up from the cradle, "The clothes and bedding are all wet, I will carry her to wash them, you lie down first. "

Chu Yunyao was drowsy, and lay down again, staring at the roof of the tent with her eyes open.

What Mo Lingyuan said before going to bed last night still echoed in his ears, suddenly like a dream.

Siyu was probably hungry, and she cried so loudly that she didn't stop for a moment.

When Mo Lingyuan carried her out of the ear room and put her next to Chu Yunyao, the little guy probably knew that there was something to eat, and without opening his eyes, he grabbed Chu Yunyao's clothes and kept pushing her into her arms arch.

Chu Yunyao looked at the pink, tender and soft little person, and thought of her plan, lovingly and reluctantly touched her little head with thinning hair.

Mo Lingyuan saw the dark blue in her eyes by the light of the candle, and asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Well, after the most sleepy time, I can't sleep anymore."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have dragged you to talk so late, affecting your rest." Mo Lingyuan got up in his clothes and asked again: "When do you plan to go to Tian'en Temple? I'll let Changyu go with you Bar."