Qin Wuyan made a wrong judgment for the first time, and was so careless that even Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't notice it when he followed him all the way.
"Xiao Yu!" Qin Wuyan came to his senses, stepped forward quickly, took off the cloak, and wrapped her whole body: "It's windy at night, why did you come to this place?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu pushed Qin Wuyan away, stumbled towards the tombstone, knelt down in front of the tombstone, covered her mouth, and burst into tears, her crying shoulders trembled, wishing she could faint.
No amount of lies can cover up the truth that has been discovered, Qin Wuyan could only hug her tightly, the fear in his heart spread like ripples, he didn't know what to do.
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't know how she returned to her room, she just remembered that she was tired from crying and fell into Qin Wuyan's arms, maybe passed out, maybe she was enveloped by sadness and lost consciousness...
In short, when she woke up, the red sun was rising high, and the bedroom was brightly lit. Qin Wuyan was guarding the room, reviewing the documents, and looked up at the bed from time to time.
The man's eye sockets were black and blue, and the blue stubble on his chin protruded. He was obviously haggard and tired, and there was a deep tiredness hidden in the corners of his brows and eyes. He didn't know how long he hadn't rested.
Zhuang Xiaoyu thought to herself, from the time she was pregnant, to being insane, to having an abortion to find a sick child, during the time when she was concealed, when she was crazy, at least she was satisfied and happy, all the hardships Qin Wuyan has borne it all by himself, and he is the one who is carrying the burden...
From that time until now, he probably hasn't slept through the night with peace of mind.
Qin Wuyan raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu. Seeing that she woke up, he quickly threw the pen and came to the bedside, "Xiaoyu, listen to my explanation, last night..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head: "There is no need to explain, if you still try to deceive me with lies, I will hate you!"
Qin Wuyan: "..."
Qin Wuyan held her hand: "Xiao Yu, we will still have children."
Zhuang Xiaoyu just sneered, pulled his hand out of his palm, sat up with his arms propped up, and got up with his clothes on...
I don't know if it was her illusion, Qin Wuyan only felt that Zhuang Xiaoyu felt better after sleeping, and seemed to have accepted the fact that the child had passed away.
"You go about your business, I'll be fine." After Zhuang Xiaoyu finished washing and washing, she came out of the ear room, took out the child's clothes for the hundred-day banquet, and continued to sew, "I want to watch you ascend the high priest's seat with my own eyes." What about the location?"
It seems that what Zhuang Xiaoyu said was true, Qin Wuyan stayed with her for several days in fear, but Zhuang Xiaoyu just locked herself in the bedroom, making a child's padded jacket day and night.
Her needlework was not very good, and she unwrapped and sewed, trying to be perfect.
Qin Wuyan was entangled in all sorts of things, and stayed with Zhuang Xiaoyu for several days, and he really couldn't get away. Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu was better, he went out to work again...
Zhuang Xiaoyu folded up the sewn padded jacket, stroked the fur collar lightly with the palm of her hand, and called for lotus.
He Hua came in from the outside with the child in her arms. When she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu, she felt timid and uneasy. She always felt that Madam had noticed something, but she didn't dare to speculate. After all, Madam has been obsessed with making children's clothes recently, and she has never told her What......
He Hua approached with the child in his arms, Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up the padded jacket on the table, and handed it to He Hua: "Does it look good?"
"Looks good." Lotus touched the soft fabric of the padded jacket and the warm cotton wrapped in it, "It's comfortable and warm to the touch, Madam, don't worry."