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Mo Lingyuan looks sad, and his face is sinister. The pain sealed in his body seems to find an outlet in an instant. He kicks over the table in front of him.
But his body suddenly collapsed, and he fell into the chair decadent, his voice was hoarse and tired: "Ben Shuai dreamed that she was dying, so painful that she couldn't even cry, and called Ben Shuai's name again and again...
the dream was so real.
It was as if he could only watch her struggling in pain like a wisp of soul. He wanted to hold her, but his fingers penetrated through her body. He wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't make any sound.
Mo Lingyuan closed his eyes dejectedly, and a drop of tears fell from the corner of his eyes.
Mu Qing looked at the tables and chairs that had been kicked over, ignored the mess of the ground, and racked his brains to comfort him: "my Lord, dreams are generally opposite to reality."
What's more, if the young lady fell from such a high cliff, it would be an eye opener for heaven to save her life. I'm afraid the child has been gone for a long time. How could it be difficult to give birth?
Mu Qing thought so, but he didn't dare to say. He broke his fingers to calculate the date, and said: "my Lord, the so-called thinking every day and dreaming at night, you probably miss little lady too much, so you have such a dream.
The baby in the belly of the young lady is only seven and a half months old.
When Mo Lingyuan heard Mu Qing say this, he felt better.
...
the next day, as soon as Mo Lingyuan came out of his study, he heard Duan Changyu and his housekeeper discussing the preparation of gifts.
Hearing the word "born", Mo Lingyuan asked casually: "what's born? Who gave birth? "
"It's Nanyan girl." The housekeeper replied respectfully: "listen to miss Yunda, before the young lady's accident, she bought clothes, shoes and socks for Miss Nanyan's children.
Anyway, he is also a relative of the young lady. The old slave wants to prepare some gifts and money to send them in the name of the young lady. "
Mo Lingyuan didn't care about these things, only asked: "is it a boy or a girl?"
"If you go back, it's a boy." Duan Changyu carefully looked at Mo Lingyuan's face: "Mr. Wen put all the assets he took back from the Chu family in the name of the young lady.
Now the income of yunlaige and yunlaike is allocated to lingyunmen on time. "
Mo Lingyuan raised his feet and went out: "I'm going to see the boy."
No one expected that Mo Lingyuan would take the time out of his busy schedule to come to yunlaige to see the newborn baby.
Wen Tingyun made tea and put it in front of Mo Lingyuan. He held the baby in his arms and showed it to him.
Mo Lingyuan stares at the baby's wrinkled face. His heart seems to be pricked by something. He takes out a jade pendant from his sleeve and puts it in the baby's swaddling clothes. He says in a low voice: "this is a gift prepared by Yun Yao in advance. It was specially opened in the temple."
Speaking of Chu Yunyao, Wen Tingyun felt bad, so he had to take the jade pendant away...
Mo Lingyuan didn't stay in yunlaige for long, but just looked at the child, went back to his residence and locked himself in his study.
Mo Lingyuan stroked the portrait hanging on the wall and pointed to the woman's delicate eyebrows and eyes. "Yunyao, are all the newly born children wrinkled and red?
His forehead was wrinkled. He was as ugly as an old man when he cried. His hair was so sparse.
If our child can be born safely, it will not be like this. It will be beautiful and likable, right? "
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Mo Lingyuan looks sad, and his face is sinister. The pain sealed in his body seems to find an outlet in an instant. He kicks over the table in front of him.
But his body suddenly collapsed, and he fell into the chair decadent, his voice was hoarse and tired: "Ben Shuai dreamed that she was dying, so painful that she couldn't even cry, and called Ben Shuai's name again and again...
the dream was so real.
It was as if he could only watch her struggling in pain like a wisp of soul. He wanted to hold her, but his fingers penetrated through her body. He wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't make any sound.
Mo Lingyuan closed his eyes dejectedly, and a drop of tears fell from the corner of his eyes.
Mu Qing looked at the tables and chairs that had been kicked over, ignored the mess of the ground, and racked his brains to comfort him: "my Lord, dreams are generally opposite to reality."
What's more, if the young lady fell from such a high cliff, it would be an eye opener for heaven to save her life. I'm afraid the child has been gone for a long time. How could it be difficult to give birth?
Mu Qing thought so, but he didn't dare to say. He broke his fingers to calculate the date, and said: "my Lord, the so-called thinking every day and dreaming at night, you probably miss little lady too much, so you have such a dream.
The baby in the belly of the young lady is only seven and a half months old.
When Mo Lingyuan heard Mu Qing say this, he felt better.
...
the next day, as soon as Mo Lingyuan came out of his study, he heard Duan Changyu and his housekeeper discussing the preparation of gifts.
Hearing the word "born", Mo Lingyuan asked casually: "what's born? Who gave birth? "
"It's Nanyan girl." The housekeeper replied respectfully: "listen to miss Yunda, before the young lady's accident, she bought clothes, shoes and socks for Miss Nanyan's children.
Anyway, he is also a relative of the young lady. The old slave wants to prepare some gifts and money to send them in the name of the young lady. "
Mo Lingyuan didn't care about these things, only asked: "is it a boy or a girl?"
"If you go back, it's a boy." Duan Changyu carefully looked at Mo Lingyuan's face: "Mr. Wen put all the assets he took back from the Chu family in the name of the young lady.
Now the income of yunlaige and yunlaike is allocated to lingyunmen on time. "
Mo Lingyuan raised his feet and went out: "I'm going to see the boy."
No one expected that Mo Lingyuan would take the time out of his busy schedule to come to yunlaige to see the newborn baby.
Wen Tingyun made tea and put it in front of Mo Lingyuan. He held the baby in his arms and showed it to him.
Mo Lingyuan stares at the baby's wrinkled face. His heart seems to be pricked by something. He takes out a jade pendant from his sleeve and puts it in the baby's swaddling clothes. He says in a low voice: "this is a gift prepared by Yun Yao in advance. It was specially opened in the temple."
Speaking of Chu Yunyao, Wen Tingyun felt bad, so he had to take the jade pendant away...
Mo Lingyuan didn't stay in yunlaige for long, but just looked at the child, went back to his residence and locked himself in his study.
Mo Lingyuan stroked the portrait hanging on the wall and pointed to the woman's delicate eyebrows and eyes. "Yunyao, are all the newly born children wrinkled and red?
His forehead was wrinkled. He was as ugly as an old man when he cried. His hair was so sparse.
If our child can be born safely, it will not be like this. It will be beautiful and likable, right? "
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Mo Lingyuan looks sad, and his face is sinister. The pain sealed in his body seems to find an outlet in an instant. He kicks over the table in front of him. But his body suddenly collapsed, and he fell into the chair decadent, his voice was hoarse and tired: "Ben Shuai dreamed that she was dying, so painful that she couldn't even cry, and called Ben Shuai's name again and again... the dream was so real. It was as if he could only watch her struggling in pain like a wisp of soul. He wanted to hold her, but his fingers penetrated through her body. He wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't make any sound. Mo Lingyuan closed his eyes dejectedly, and a drop of tears fell from the corner of his eyes. Mu Qing looked at the tables and chairs that had been kicked over, ignored the mess of the ground, and racked his brains to comfort him: "my Lord, dreams are generally opposite to reality." What's more, if the young lady fell from such a high cliff, it would be an eye opener for heaven to save her life. I'm afraid the child has been gone for a long time. How could it be difficult to give birth? Mu Qing thought so, but he didn't dare to say. He broke his fingers to calculate the date, and said: "my Lord, the so-called thinking every day and dreaming at night, you probably miss little lady too much, so you have such a dream. The baby in the belly of the young lady is only seven and a half months old. When Mo Lingyuan heard Mu Qing say this, he felt better. ... the next day, as soon as Mo Lingyuan came out of his study, he heard Duan Changyu and his housekeeper discussing the preparation of gifts. Hearing the word "born", Mo Lingyuan asked casually: "what's born? Who gave birth? " "It's Nanyan girl." The housekeeper replied respectfully: "listen to miss Yunda, before the young lady's accident, she bought clothes, shoes and socks for Miss Nanyan's children. Anyway, he is also a relative of the young lady. The old slave wants to prepare some gifts and money to send them in the name of the young lady. " Mo Lingyuan didn't care about these things, only asked: "is it a boy or a girl?" "If you go back, it's a boy." Duan Changyu carefully looked at Mo Lingyuan's face: "Mr. Wen put all the assets he took back from the Chu family in the name of the young lady. Now the income of yunlaige and yunlaike is allocated to lingyunmen on time. " Mo Lingyuan raised his feet and went out: "I'm going to see the boy." No one expected that Mo Lingyuan would take the time out of his busy schedule to come to yunlaige to see the newborn baby. Wen Tingyun made tea and put it in front of Mo Lingyuan. He held the baby in his arms and showed it to him. Mo Lingyuan stares at the baby's wrinkled face. His heart seems to be pricked by something. He takes out a jade pendant from his sleeve and puts it in the baby's swaddling clothes. He says in a low voice: "this is a gift prepared by Yun Yao in advance. It was specially opened in the temple." Speaking of Chu Yunyao, Wen Tingyun felt bad, so he had to take the jade pendant away... Mo Lingyuan didn't stay in yunlaige for long, but just looked at the child, went back to his residence and locked himself in his study. Mo Lingyuan stroked the portrait hanging on the wall and pointed to the woman's delicate eyebrows and eyes. "Yunyao, are all the newly born children wrinkled and red? His forehead was wrinkled. He was as ugly as an old man when he cried. His hair was so sparse. If our child can be born safely, it will not be like this. It will be beautiful and likable, right? " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
