Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then thought that Min Huizhu should have given birth, so she gave a soft "um" and asked, "Is it a boy?"

"Yes." Qin Wuyan showed displeasure: "Unfortunately, I disappointed you. I heard that the child does not look like Min Rui, but looks like Min Huizhu. If you don't like it..."

"I like it." Zhuang Xiaoyu interrupted him: "Min Huizhu and Min Rui are five points similar in appearance, maybe when the child grows up, he will look like Min Rui."

Qin Wuyan: "..."

Like Min Rui, like Min Rui, Min Rui has been dead for so long, and his ghost is still lingering.

Instead of raising another woman's child all day long, it's better to let her have one by herself, maybe she will look like him after birth, Zhuang Xiaoyu will forget about Min Rui every day when she looks at the face similar to his.

Qin Wuyan silently counted the days in his heart, the time for him to recuperate and recuperate was coming soon, it was time to bring Dr. Zhong back and make him a pill made of deer blood.

When Qin Wuyan thought of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he bent down, and couldn't help kissing Zhuang Xiaoyu.

But before the thin lips touched Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips, Zhuang Xiaoyu noticed his intentions. The woman's face was flustered, her eyes and body showed resistance and rejection, and Zhuang Xiaoyu's body shrank into a ball instinctively, covering herself with the quilt With half of his face, he bit his lower lip tightly.

Qin Wuyan paused for a moment, his thin lips fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's forehead, he stroked her face with his fingertips, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu turned sideways tremblingly, thought for a while, and then came up with the reason: "I'm still sick, don't pass on the sickness to you."

Qin Wuyan stared at her dodging eyes, propped his elbows on her side, "I'll take care of you for two days, if you want to pass it on to me, I've already passed it on to me, it's okay."

As he spoke, he leaned over again, wanting to kiss her.

Zhuang Xiaoyu simply covered his whole head with the quilt, that unconcealable rejection was like a sharp knife piercing into Qin Wuyan's heart.

Sure enough, she was rejecting him. They had quarreled before, but their bodies were honest. When he hugged her, she was also happy. Those intimate gestures could not deceive anyone.

Now she seemed gentle and submissive, but she resisted him to such an extent that even a kiss seemed unbearable to her.

Qin Wuyan straightened up slowly, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu who was buried in the quilt, his face was blue and white, he endured it, and rescued him from the quilt, "It's stuffy inside, don't hold it in."

Afraid that she would see the disappointment on his face, the man stood up: "You have a good rest, I just don't bother you."

He put down the gauze curtain, and the guard's voice came from outside the door: "Priest priest, the documents have been delivered."

"En." Qin Wuyan walked to the door in a hurry, took the document from the guard's hand, put it on the table, and sat down at the table to start reviewing.

The man stared at the writing on it. He clearly knew every word, but he didn't know what it meant when they were connected together. Qin Wuyan propped his forehead and stared at the text for a long time before he suddenly realized that it turned out that It's because my heart is disturbed...

The personal guard sent in a secret letter, "Master Qingyun ordered someone to hand it over."

Qin Wuyan came back to his senses, opened the envelope, glanced at ten lines at a glance, and ordered: "Find an opportunity to bring Dr. Zhong back from the Min Mansion. Be careful, and don't let Dr. Zhong get into trouble."

"yes."

"Also..." Qin Wuyan paused, "Go to the mountain to find a stag, bring it back to the priest's mansion and raise it."

"yes!"