Chu Yunyao deliberated and said: "This child is only about two months old, you should think about it carefully, whether you want to give birth to her, if you don't want to give birth to her, within three months, I will kill her for you, if you want to give birth to her. …”
Mo Lingwei, who had always been indifferent, suddenly burst into tears. Tears gushed out of her eyes like a stream and trickled down her cheeks.
She covered her face with her hands, letting crystal clear tears seep from between her fingers, and asked in a hoarse voice: "If she is born, when she grows up, will others laugh at her as an illegitimate child and that she has no father?"
Ever since she was a child, the hats of illegitimate child and bastard had been placed on her head. She endured Qin Zhirou's accusations and scolding in front of others, as if there were no sarcasm and sarcasm, and she endured the servant's pointing behind her. , even in front of Mo Zhongtian, she had to carefully look at the eyes of this man who didn't believe that she was his own daughter.
She is precocious, sensitive, and calm, and grew up in the Governor's Mansion carefully.
Her brother is much older than her, and he went to the camp with his father to practice early, and then went to Xiyang.
After her mother passed away, her elder brother was not around, and Mo Zhongtian was too busy to be in the mansion often. She lived in the governor's mansion like walking on eggshells.
No one can understand that kind of feeling. She doesn't want her child to experience the same experience as her, but if she is killed, she is also reluctant. This is her own flesh and blood.
Back then, my mother suffered so much criticism and pain, and she gave birth to her despite all difficulties. How could she deprive her child of her life?
Chu Yunyao didn't know how to comfort her, so after thinking about it, she replied: "If you want to keep her, you might as well raise her under my name, if outsiders ask, they will say that this child was born to Ling Yuan and me.
Our Young Marshal's Mansion already has a small population, so we can still afford to raise a few more children, so don't worry. "
"Let me think about it." Mo Lingwei said with teary eyes, "Sister-in-law, let me think about it."
"Okay." Chu Yunyao helped her to lie on the bed: "Go to sleep for a while, it's getting late anyway, what do you want to eat, I'll go to the kitchen to make some delicious snacks for you tomorrow."
Mo Lingwei closed her eyes: "Eat whatever you want."
Chu Yunyao sighed and returned to her bedroom.
Bao'er just finished taking a bath for Siyu, coaxing the two children to lie down on the bed: "Tomorrow early in the morning, we will get up and go to the back mountain, go to bed early, go to bed early, sleep late, we will not wake up tomorrow I won’t go to the back mountain.”
When Xiu'er and Siyu heard this, they quickly closed their eyes.
After running wildly up the mountain, I was already a little tired. After a while, the two children fell asleep.
Chu Yunyao was sitting at the table, holding the silver needle to dial the wick, and told Bao'er about Mo Lingwei's pregnancy.
Seeing that Chu Yunyao was frowning, Bao'er asked, "Miss, do you plan to have this child?"
"I don't know." Chu Yunyao's brows became tighter and tighter, "What I'm worried about now is not the child, but the adult, she has a calm temperament, and she is a delicate and kind person.
The deaths of Jinlan and Feng Shaojin were more or less related to her. She was in a trance and couldn't bear it.
Now that there is another child, I am afraid she will have a nervous breakdown. "
Boa: "..."
Hearing what Chu Yunyao said, Bao'er was also very anxious: "Then what should I do? The eldest lady is really not in a good condition, and I don't know what happened in the past half a year. The second lady said to her before she died. what."
Chu Yunyao poked the table with a silver needle: "Let's take one step at a time. If she really can't get rid of these troubles, I can only make her forget the past."