He ​​asked: "Is it particularly painful to give birth?"

Chu He felt like a dog at that time. He was woken up from a sound sleep and asked such an outrageous question!

He scolded Xie Xun, and finally said: "A woman has to go to hell after giving birth. Do you think it hurts? You are still sleeping. Why are you crazy here!"

That day was probably Xie Xun's best tempered day. He wasn't angry at all and said: "Thank you, you can continue to sleep."

Chu He watched him leave with a blank expression, completely confused as to what Xie Xun was up to.

Only now, when I heard him say these words, did I understand what he meant.

"Xie Xun." He was shocked and confused, "You are really crazy!"

Since ancient times, there has never been a legitimate mother of a wealthy family who had no heirs!

Continuing the bloodline of offspring is the most basic duty of a legitimate mother. If she has no children in her life, wouldn’t she be ridiculed by her husband’s family and concubines?

If it were not for doting on concubines and destroying wives, such ridiculous things would never have happened.

Not to mention the prince and grandson who simply don’t want children because their wives will feel pain when giving birth!

Shocking!

"Is Bizi Decoction benign? Her body can't bear those medicines." Xie Xun did not respond to Chu He's words, and turned his jade finger, his voice cold.

Chu He looked at him: "Xie Xun!"

"I have an idea."

Chu He's temples were pounding. He never thought that one day he would be reduced to studying the avoidance soup!

"Let me try."

"Thank you. It's getting late, I should go back."

Chu He stopped where he was, watching him walk away, his back disappearing under Zhu Hong's elegant eaves.

Like a picture scroll, vivid and vivid.

He is the first person who is admired by countless boudoir girls in Chang'an City.

Before that.

Chu He never thought about it.

With Xie Xun's romantic and frivolous temperament, he will have a deep love for someone!

Bamboo Garden.

When Xie Xun came back, he paused at the door for a while to calm down the sadness and irritability in his heart before walking in.

I saw the woman lying bored in front of the window, holding her chin with her delicate fingers and looking into the distance.

His movements are somewhat lazy and childlike, his black hair is fluttering in the wind, his side face is cold and stunning, and his hanging eyelashes are lingering, like butterfly wings perched on.

He looked at it coldly and leaned against the door frame.

Meng Tang'an also saw him, and stretched out her hand a little pitifully: "Don't you hug me? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Xie Xun's heart hardened for two seconds, then he strode forward, leaned against the window and kissed her.

Meng Tang'an leaned half of his body out of the window, and could only hold Xie Xun tightly, her eyes gleaming, and she whispered to him: "Aren't you angry? My little husband."

Xie Xun's brows were tinged with coldness and anger, and he pinched her chin with his fingertips without any warmth, and said softly.

"There is no next time."

The woman blinked her fine eyelashes, and her brows were as fragile and beautiful as a Jiangnan landscape painting. Her lips were slightly opened, and she held Xie Xun's fingertips in her mouth. Her voice was soft and seductive under the other person's frozen movements.

"Xunlang, let me give you a child."

She moved closer to his ear and kissed the side of it. Her peach blossom eyes were filled with cold sadness and tenderness, and her voice changed over and over again: "Now."

Desirable, tear her apart.

Xie Xun knew that she was coaxing him. She dared to act arbitrarily, but he did not dare.

He was afraid of being attacked once and that Meng Tangan was pregnant.

"Tangtang." He said to her restrainedly and patiently, "We don't want children."

Meng Tangan was stunned, paused imperceptibly, and muttered dissatisfied: "Why?"

"You are still young."

Xie Xun had thousands of words to say, but he only said one to her.

He patiently said: "Don't drink medicine randomly, I will take care of it, understand?"

"Everyone listens to Xunlang."

She smiled obediently, and her eyes were full of him.

Xie Xun couldn't control his soft-heartedness, and kissed her deeply but didn't go any further.

In the next few days, he remained very restrained and never overstepped his bounds.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I would actually have time to just chat with my quilt covered." Meng Tang'an sighed, "This is such an evil pregnancy."

Qi Lou expressed his opinion: "Isn't this good? Let you communicate more."

"If I can watch or not eat, what's the use of this communication?" She pondered for two seconds and then added, "Forgot, you are single and don't understand."

Qi Lou is offended.

"But how did your pot grow and how do you possess such wisdom?"

"???"

Entrusted by the Queen Mother, Pei Yanzhi came to Tianmeng Village again.

Different from the previous situation, people's faces are filled with simple and kind smiles.

The haze dissipates, and the life created by one's own hands is the best.

After much trouble, Pei Yanzhi finally found Xu Huibin, the younger brother of the person who kidnapped the little princess, in a remote place in the village.

Several villagers gathered together to bask in the sun and chat and eat.

"Who are you? How do I know these things? Go away quickly!"

When Xu Huibin heard what he asked, his expression changed and he started to drive people away.

"See clearly before you speak."

Pei Yan took out the official sign of Dali Temple in one hand, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

The other villagers were very surprised and did not dare to watch the fun.

Didn’t the official just come here a few days ago? Why is he here again?!

What happened again!

Xu Huibin's face changed drastically: "You...what do you want to ask?"

"Where is your brother? I'm looking for him."

"My brother passed away five years ago!"

When Xu Huibin saw the government sign he took out, he was afraid of provoking something he couldn't attract, so he said fearfully.

"Your brother sold a little girl from here ten years ago. She was seven years old at the time. She was brought to Tianmeng Village by Wei Erliang. Do you remember her?"

Pei Yanzhi stood with his hands behind his hands, his face was solemn and unsmiling, and his side face was cold and white.

Xu Huibin racked his brains and hesitated: "What is it called, An'an?"

“I received it when it was sold, but after so many years, I really don’t remember anything!”

Pei Yanzhi stood up straight, thinking of Meng Tangan again.

But the princess was sold away at the age of seven, and Meng Tangan entered the Lin Mansion when he was six!

His eyes darkened slightly: "Does anyone else know?"

"You can ask your sister-in-law, maybe she will know the situation?"

One of the villagers said to Xu Huibin.

This is a good idea.

"Yes, yes, my sister-in-law must know about this!"

"Wherever, lead the way!"

"But..."

Chang'an City.

Ever since Xie Xun stopped touching her, Meng Tang'an's greatest pleasure every day was to tease him, to the point of death, and to see him lustful and full of love.

"Meng Tang'an, are you looking for death?" His breathing was messy, and his cold and delicate features showed a bit of romantic and sharp color. He gritted his teeth and pressed the person against the desk, "Believe it or not, I have done it for you here!

”

"Only Mr. Lang can make me die." She became more like a fox, "I want to live and die."

Xie Xun pinched her waist so hard that the text on the desk was messy and scattered all over the floor.

I don’t know if I am torturing her or myself.

Meng Tang'an's eyes were extremely red, her peach-blossom eyes were gleaming with water, and her lips were soft and beautiful, smeared with her daughter's most beautiful rouge. She smiled happily, like a begonia flower in full bloom: "Well... Xie Xun, you

So pure."
Chapter completed!