Chapter 1750: 1750
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Early the next morning, Chu Yunyao saw off Duan Changyu, arranged the carriage, and took bao'er and Mo Lingwei to Tianen temple.
At the foot of the mountain, you need to walk a long ladder.
Chu Yunyao took the jade box that Mo Lingwei had been holding in her arms and supported her: "the steps are a little high. Do you want to have a rest at the foot of the mountain?"
"No Mo Ling Wei shakes her head. "I used to climb these steps. I went up."
Chu Yunyao knew what she was thinking and couldn't bear it. She had to support her, walk beside her and climb to the top of Tianen Temple step by step.
Xiuer was almost five years old. It was his first time to visit a place like temple. He was very excited and soon ran to the front.
Siyu is full of energy and pursues Xiuer all the way. The child is relieved. Chu Yunyao asks Wuying to follow the two children. She and bao'er Mo Lingwei take a rest.
After more than an hour, she finally reached the top of the mountain. Mo Lingwei was out of breath. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she was very tired.
Chu Yunyao asked her to have a rest for a while. Seeing that her face was so bad, she asked someone to send her some vegetarian dishes to fill her stomach.
Mo Lingwei stirred the pickled porridge with a spoon, took a bite, and put down the bowl, "sister-in-law, my heart is stuffy, some uncomfortable, can't eat."
Chu Yunyao touched her forehead, "I'll feel your pulse."
Chu Yunyao's hand just stretched out, and was pushed away by Mo Lingwei.
See Mo Ling Wei quickly get up, run to the door, not for a while, bursts of retching sound came in.
Chu Yunyao:....
Chu Yunyao was stunned for a moment, stood up and ran after her. She looked at Mo Lingwei who wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit. She patted her on the back and asked tentatively, "Lingwei, are you... Are you pregnant?"
As if a thunder split in Mo Lingwei's body, her whole body froze, half a sound did not respond.
Chu Yunyao held her wrist and felt her pulse.
Before intercourse, however, he was fluent and could be replaced. He was like a pearl, and he was as smooth as he wanted to take off.
Smooth pulse is like pulse.
According to the truth, Mo Lingwei's face is haggard, her mental state is extremely bad, and she is prone to fatigue. She seems to have poor Qi and blood, and her pulse should be weak, but she is so fluent and smooth as pressing the ball.
The pulse of fetal rest is based on blood. If the blood is strong, the fetus is easy to be born. If the Yin is weak, the fetus will be born in March.
Mo Lingwei looks at Chu Yunyao's expression, looks down at her slender wrist, and asks in a trembling voice: "sister-in-law..."
Chu Yunyao wants to be happy, but she doesn't think it's a very happy thing. For a moment, she doesn't know what to do.
She helped Mo Lingwei into the wing room and closed the door: "Ling Wei, you and him...
he, of course, means Feng Shaojin.
Chu Yunyao didn't know whether it was better for Feng Shaojin to die or to live.
It's hateful to throw such a big mess to Ling Wei when he's dead.
"I'm married to him." Mo Lingwei lowered her head, her body seemed to be immersed in the cold pool, shivering in Chu Yunyao's arms: "the relatives in the camp, except Jinlan, have no relatives to witness."
In other words, this marriage did not get much blessing, no three media six employment, no wedding ceremony, except for the camp who followed Feng Shaojin's confidants and Mo Jinlan, who were not recognized by the outside world.
The ceremony of concubines in big families is more grand than this.
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Early the next morning, Chu Yunyao saw off Duan Changyu, arranged the carriage, and took bao'er and Mo Lingwei to Tianen temple.
At the foot of the mountain, you need to walk a long ladder.
Chu Yunyao took the jade box that Mo Lingwei had been holding in her arms and supported her: "the steps are a little high. Do you want to have a rest at the foot of the mountain?"
"No Mo Ling Wei shakes her head. "I used to climb these steps. I went up."
Chu Yunyao knew what she was thinking and couldn't bear it. She had to support her, walk beside her and climb to the top of Tianen Temple step by step.
Xiuer was almost five years old. It was his first time to visit a place like temple. He was very excited and soon ran to the front.
Siyu is full of energy and pursues Xiuer all the way. The child is relieved. Chu Yunyao asks Wuying to follow the two children. She and bao'er Mo Lingwei take a rest.
After more than an hour, she finally reached the top of the mountain. Mo Lingwei was out of breath. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she was very tired.
Chu Yunyao asked her to have a rest for a while. Seeing that her face was so bad, she asked someone to send her some vegetarian dishes to fill her stomach.
Mo Lingwei stirred the pickled porridge with a spoon, took a bite, and put down the bowl, "sister-in-law, my heart is stuffy, some uncomfortable, can't eat."
Chu Yunyao touched her forehead, "I'll feel your pulse."
Chu Yunyao's hand just stretched out, and was pushed away by Mo Lingwei.
See Mo Ling Wei quickly get up, run to the door, not for a while, bursts of retching sound came in.
Chu Yunyao:....
Chu Yunyao was stunned for a moment, stood up and ran after her. She looked at Mo Lingwei who wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit. She patted her on the back and asked tentatively, "Lingwei, are you... Are you pregnant?"
As if a thunder split in Mo Lingwei's body, her whole body froze, half a sound did not respond.
Chu Yunyao held her wrist and felt her pulse.
Before intercourse, however, he was fluent and could be replaced. He was like a pearl, and he was as smooth as he wanted to take off.
Smooth pulse is like pulse.
According to the truth, Mo Lingwei's face is haggard, her mental state is extremely bad, and she is prone to fatigue. She seems to have poor Qi and blood, and her pulse should be weak, but she is so fluent and smooth as pressing the ball.
The pulse of fetal rest is based on blood. If the blood is strong, the fetus is easy to be born. If the Yin is weak, the fetus will be born in March.
Mo Lingwei looks at Chu Yunyao's expression, looks down at her slender wrist, and asks in a trembling voice: "sister-in-law..."
Chu Yunyao wants to be happy, but she doesn't think it's a very happy thing. For a moment, she doesn't know what to do.
She helped Mo Lingwei into the wing room and closed the door: "Ling Wei, you and him...
he, of course, means Feng Shaojin.
Chu Yunyao didn't know whether it was better for Feng Shaojin to die or to live.
It's hateful to throw such a big mess to Ling Wei when he's dead.
"I'm married to him." Mo Lingwei lowered her head, her body seemed to be immersed in the cold pool, shivering in Chu Yunyao's arms: "the relatives in the camp, except Jinlan, have no relatives to witness."
In other words, this marriage did not get much blessing, no three media six employment, no wedding ceremony, except for the camp who followed Feng Shaojin's confidants and Mo Jinlan, who were not recognized by the outside world.
The ceremony of concubines in big families is more grand than this.
www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Early the next morning, Chu Yunyao saw off Duan Changyu, arranged the carriage, and took bao'er and Mo Lingwei to Tianen temple. At the foot of the mountain, you need to walk a long ladder. Chu Yunyao took the jade box that Mo Lingwei had been holding in her arms and supported her: "the steps are a little high. Do you want to have a rest at the foot of the mountain?" "No Mo Ling Wei shakes her head. "I used to climb these steps. I went up." Chu Yunyao knew what she was thinking and couldn't bear it. She had to support her, walk beside her and climb to the top of Tianen Temple step by step. Xiuer was almost five years old. It was his first time to visit a place like temple. He was very excited and soon ran to the front. Siyu is full of energy and pursues Xiuer all the way. The child is relieved. Chu Yunyao asks Wuying to follow the two children. She and bao'er Mo Lingwei take a rest. After more than an hour, she finally reached the top of the mountain. Mo Lingwei was out of breath. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she was very tired. Chu Yunyao asked her to have a rest for a while. Seeing that her face was so bad, she asked someone to send her some vegetarian dishes to fill her stomach. Mo Lingwei stirred the pickled porridge with a spoon, took a bite, and put down the bowl, "sister-in-law, my heart is stuffy, some uncomfortable, can't eat." Chu Yunyao touched her forehead, "I'll feel your pulse." Chu Yunyao's hand just stretched out, and was pushed away by Mo Lingwei. See Mo Ling Wei quickly get up, run to the door, not for a while, bursts of retching sound came in. Chu Yunyao:.... Chu Yunyao was stunned for a moment, stood up and ran after her. She looked at Mo Lingwei who wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit. She patted her on the back and asked tentatively, "Lingwei, are you... Are you pregnant?" As if a thunder split in Mo Lingwei's body, her whole body froze, half a sound did not respond. Chu Yunyao held her wrist and felt her pulse. Before intercourse, however, he was fluent and could be replaced. He was like a pearl, and he was as smooth as he wanted to take off. Smooth pulse is like pulse. According to the truth, Mo Lingwei's face is haggard, her mental state is extremely bad, and she is prone to fatigue. She seems to have poor Qi and blood, and her pulse should be weak, but she is so fluent and smooth as pressing the ball. The pulse of fetal rest is based on blood. If the blood is strong, the fetus is easy to be born. If the Yin is weak, the fetus will be born in March. Mo Lingwei looks at Chu Yunyao's expression, looks down at her slender wrist, and asks in a trembling voice: "sister-in-law..." Chu Yunyao wants to be happy, but she doesn't think it's a very happy thing. For a moment, she doesn't know what to do. She helped Mo Lingwei into the wing room and closed the door: "Ling Wei, you and him... he, of course, means Feng Shaojin. Chu Yunyao didn't know whether it was better for Feng Shaojin to die or to live. It's hateful to throw such a big mess to Ling Wei when he's dead. "I'm married to him." Mo Lingwei lowered her head, her body seemed to be immersed in the cold pool, shivering in Chu Yunyao's arms: "the relatives in the camp, except Jinlan, have no relatives to witness." In other words, this marriage did not get much blessing, no three media six employment, no wedding ceremony, except for the camp who followed Feng Shaojin's confidants and Mo Jinlan, who were not recognized by the outside world. The ceremony of concubines in big families is more grand than this. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
