Chapter 4572
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Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the front yard and looked at the bright lights in the lobby. She gathered her cloak and asked the guard on duty, "what's important today?"
"Report back to Madam, the aristocratic family has sent a ceremonial administrator to discuss with the housekeeper about the accession of the high priest three months later..."
"Oh, I see!" Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded clearly, looked at the bright place for a moment, and turned back.
When he returned to his courtyard, he saw that the light in the bedroom was still burning, but the light in the side room was off. Zhuang Xiaoyu thought that the lotus was still coaxing the young master in the house, so he gently pushed open the door and went in
The room was empty. Zhuang Xiaoyu was about to shout, but he heard something coming from the side room next door. It was a low sob.
Zhuang Xiaoyu approached stealthily, and through a crack in the door that was not closed, the voice inside came clearly:
"Don't cry. Anyway, you have to leave the priest's house sooner or later. It's better to leave early than late. It's just that the child has no fate with us." it's a man's voice.
The woman cried more and more depressed and grieved: "I know that although we are his biological parents, the high priest and his wife are his biological parents. I just don't want to give up him. Anyway, he is also a piece of meat falling from me, sobbing..."
"Well, well, the more the child grows up, the more like us. If we stay in the house when the child is half a year old, madam will be suspicious of his life experience even if she loves the child again.
Lord Qingyun gave us enough money to feed and clothe us. We will have our own children. This child will stay in the priest's house and become the high priest in the future... "
What else did the two inside say? Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't listen.
She just felt that the whole person was spinning around and blackened in front of her, and she was about to stand unstable.
Zhuang Xiaoyu held the wall and forced herself to wake up. After the initial dizziness, she held the wall and moved to the bedside step by step, leaning on the bedside
The candles in the house were dim and flickering. A line of clear tears fell from the corner of Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes and wet the mandarin duck embroidered pillow
Qin Wuyan ordered Zhuang Qingyun to buy the child from outside and raise it under her lap. What about her child?
Where's her child?
Zhuang Xiaoyu roared in her mind, as if she heard the wizard's sharp and cruel harsh voice: "protect the big or the small. If you protect the small, the wife's hanging breath can just give birth to the child, and then she will die..."
She didn't die because Qin Wuyan didn't choose to keep her small, but abandoned the child in her belly and resolutely saved her life!
Her child has long passed away.
No wonder when she first took the swaddling clothes from the wizard, the lotus cried. That's the instinctive reaction of a mother. What's the difference between letting her children be raised by other women and gouging out a mother's painstaking efforts?
The child is weak and ill and incurable. Only the wizard in the priest's house can cure the disease. The child is physically sensitive and only has a sense of security for the smell of her mother. Therefore, even if she cleans up herself and goes to hold the child, the child will still cry out of breath. On the contrary, as soon as the lotus takes over, the child won't cry.
The child has weak intestines and stomach. He can only eat lotus breast milk. He will spit milk after eating other people's breast milk, milk and sheep's milk. Therefore, Zhuang Qingyun had to bring the lotus into the priest's house, so that the lotus became the child's nurse from the child's mothe
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Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the front yard and looked at the bright lights in the lobby. She gathered her cloak and asked the guard on duty, "what's important today?"
"Report back to Madam, the aristocratic family has sent a ceremonial administrator to discuss with the housekeeper about the accession of the high priest three months later..."
"Oh, I see!" Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded clearly, looked at the bright place for a moment, and turned back.
When he returned to his courtyard, he saw that the light in the bedroom was still burning, but the light in the side room was off. Zhuang Xiaoyu thought that the lotus was still coaxing the young master in the house, so he gently pushed open the door and went in
The room was empty. Zhuang Xiaoyu was about to shout, but he heard something coming from the side room next door. It was a low sob.
Zhuang Xiaoyu approached stealthily, and through a crack in the door that was not closed, the voice inside came clearly:
"Don't cry. Anyway, you have to leave the priest's house sooner or later. It's better to leave early than late. It's just that the child has no fate with us." it's a man's voice.
The woman cried more and more depressed and grieved: "I know that although we are his biological parents, the high priest and his wife are his biological parents. I just don't want to give up him. Anyway, he is also a piece of meat falling from me, sobbing..."
"Well, well, the more the child grows up, the more like us. If we stay in the house when the child is half a year old, madam will be suspicious of his life experience even if she loves the child again.
Lord Qingyun gave us enough money to feed and clothe us. We will have our own children. This child will stay in the priest's house and become the high priest in the future... "
What else did the two inside say? Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't listen.
She just felt that the whole person was spinning around and blackened in front of her, and she was about to stand unstable.
Zhuang Xiaoyu held the wall and forced herself to wake up. After the initial dizziness, she held the wall and moved to the bedside step by step, leaning on the bedside
The candles in the house were dim and flickering. A line of clear tears fell from the corner of Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes and wet the mandarin duck embroidered pillow
Qin Wuyan ordered Zhuang Qingyun to buy the child from outside and raise it under her lap. What about her child?
Where's her child?
Zhuang Xiaoyu roared in her mind, as if she heard the wizard's sharp and cruel harsh voice: "protect the big or the small. If you protect the small, the wife's hanging breath can just give birth to the child, and then she will die..."
She didn't die because Qin Wuyan didn't choose to keep her small, but abandoned the child in her belly and resolutely saved her life!
Her child has long passed away.
No wonder when she first took the swaddling clothes from the wizard, the lotus cried. That's the instinctive reaction of a mother. What's the difference between letting her children be raised by other women and gouging out a mother's painstaking efforts?
The child is weak and ill and incurable. Only the wizard in the priest's house can cure the disease. The child is physically sensitive and only has a sense of security for the smell of her mother. Therefore, even if she cleans up herself and goes to hold the child, the child will still cry out of breath. On the contrary, as soon as the lotus takes over, the child won't cry.
The child has weak intestines and stomach. He can only eat lotus breast milk. He will spit milk after eating other people's breast milk, milk and sheep's milk. Therefore, Zhuang Qingyun had to bring the lotus into the priest's house, so that the lotus became the child's nurse from the child's mothe
Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the front yard and looked at the bright lights in the lobby. She gathered her cloak and asked the guard on duty, "what's important today?""Report back to Madam, the aristocratic family has sent a ceremonial administrator to discuss with the housekeeper about the accession of the high priest three months later...""Oh, I see!" Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded clearly, looked at the bright place for a moment, and turned back.When he returned to his courtyard, he saw that the light in the bedroom was still burning, but the light in the side room was off. Zhuang Xiaoyu thought that the lotus was still coaxing the young master in the house, so he gently pushed open the door and went inThe room was empty. Zhuang Xiaoyu was about to shout, but he heard something coming from the side room next door. It was a low sob.Zhuang Xiaoyu approached stealthily, and through a crack in the door that was not closed, the voice inside came clearly:"Don't cry. Anyway, you have to leave the priest's house sooner or later. It's better to leave early than late. It's just that the child has no fate with us." it's a man's voice.The woman cried more and more depressed and grieved: "I know that although we are his biological parents, the high priest and his wife are his biological parents. I just don't want to give up him. Anyway, he is also a piece of meat falling from me, sobbing...""Well, well, the more the child grows up, the more like us. If we stay in the house when the child is half a year old, madam will be suspicious of his life experience even if she loves the child again.Lord Qingyun gave us enough money to feed and clothe us. We will have our own children. This child will stay in the priest's house and become the high priest in the future... "What else did the two inside say? Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't listen.She just felt that the whole person was spinning around and blackened in front of her, and she was about to stand unstable.Zhuang Xiaoyu held the wall and forced herself to wake up. After the initial dizziness, she held the wall and moved to the bedside step by step, leaning on the bedsideThe candles in the house were dim and flickering. A line of clear tears fell from the corner of Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes and wet the mandarin duck embroidered pillowQin Wuyan ordered Zhuang Qingyun to buy the child from outside and raise it under her lap. What about her child?Where's her child?Zhuang Xiaoyu roared in her mind, as if she heard the wizard's sharp and cruel harsh voice: "protect the big or the small. If you protect the small, the wife's hanging breath can just give birth to the child, and then she will die..."She didn't die because Qin Wuyan didn't choose to keep her small, but abandoned the child in her belly and resolutely saved her life!Her child has long passed away.No wonder when she first took the swaddling clothes from the wizard, the lotus cried. That's the instinctive reaction of a mother. What's the difference between letting her children be raised by other women and gouging out a mother's painstaking efforts?The child is weak and ill and incurable. Only the wizard in the priest's house can cure the disease. The child is physically sensitive and only has a sense of security for the smell of her mother. Therefore, even if she cleans up herself and goes to hold the child, the child will still cry out of breath. On the contrary, as soon as the lotus takes over, the child won't cry.The child has weak intestines and stomach. He can only eat lotus breast milk. He will spit milk after eating other people's breast milk, milk and sheep's milk. Therefore, Zhuang Qingyun had to bring the lotus into the priest's house, so that the lotus became the child's nurse from the child's mothe
