Qin Wuyan closed the door smoothly, and staggered to the side of the bed in three steps abreast of two.

The man smelled of alcohol, he couldn't even stand still, he rushed towards Zhuang Xiaoyu who was on the bed, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Zhuang Xiaoyu frowned, struggled, and dropped the scroll in his hand to the ground.

She wanted to push him away, but Qin Wuyan hugged her even tighter, and directly pressed her down on the bed. The man's voice was dull and uncomfortable: "Xiao Yu, how long do you want to torture me? No more!"

Zhuang Xiaoyu simply let him hug her: "My stomach hurts, get up."

The man moved away a little, his palms stroked down her back, and landed on her slightly swollen belly, the manic mood eased a bit, kicked off the shoes on his feet, turned over and lay down in the quilt, still He held her tightly, showing no sign of letting go.

Zhuang Xiaoyu felt annoyed, but she couldn't reason with the drunk, she wanted to call the wet nurse and Wen Zhu in, but she was afraid that they would be angered by Qin Wuyan.

Zhuang Xiaoyu folded her hands on her belly, and waited until the breathing in her ears became even, then turned around in Qin Wuyan's arms, and closed her eyes.

Compared with before, Qin Wuyan seemed to have restrained himself a lot, he was drunk like this, and I didn't mess around like before.

Her uneasy heart gradually settled down, she closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

The man behind him opened his eyes, there was still a little bit of drunkenness in his eyes, his eyes were like a deep pool of ancient wells, staring quietly at the woman's black hair spread on her arms.

Qin Wuyan closed his eyes, and moved slightly closer, as if afraid of waking up the sleeping person, he almost greedily sniffed the familiar smell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's hair.

That kind of faint fragrance can fill the gap in his heart and the increasingly expanding hole, so that his lonely soul can be comforted and peaceful for a moment.

It's been two months, and he lived like a walking dead in these two months, he didn't dare to approach her, he didn't dare to appear in front of her openly, like a maggot hiding in the gutter, he could only peep in the dark shadow Her every move.

If he hadn't heard that her pulse had stabilized, he was afraid that if he continued like this, he would completely lose control like a madman.

Will they never go back to the way they were?

Qin Wuyan's fingertips slid down little by little, and landed on her soft belly.

When the child is born, her grief will be soothed by the arrival of the child, and will she be reconciled with him then?

It doesn't matter if they don't reconcile as before, as long as he can get close to him, he doesn't mind if she treats him colder.

Qin Wuyan opened his eyes, listening to the whimpering wind outside the window, hugging the person in his arms, reluctant to close his eyes.

It's just that he didn't know that the priest's mansion turned upside down again.

Doctor Zhong followed behind Wenzhu, hiding in Zhuang Qingyun's study, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the thing hidden?"

"Right here, since the day Yu Sui passed away, I have been following him secretly, and the medicine he brought back is hidden in the study...

During this period of time, you and the mother were the ones who took the medicinal materials and decocted the medicine, so the medicine has not been taken out. Now that the young lady's pregnancy is stable, maybe the medicine will soon enter the young lady's body without anyone noticing. mouth..." Asparagus lit a fire pocket, rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the study, took out the pills in the cabinet, and handed them to the man in black behind him one by one: "Doctor Zhong, do you smell it again?" Smell, is this the smell? "

Dr. Zhong shook his head again: "It's just an ordinary pill, it's for colds and colds, not this."