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"Husband, why don't you sleep?"

The woman walked into the brightly lit study room.

"Are you writing a letter?"

Zhu Wuyang, if nothing happened, put the letterhead on it and put it in the back of the cupboard. He smiled and said, "There are some things to explain to Afu, otherwise they will not do well."

He got up and grabbed a cloak hanging in the study, and shook it steadily, covering Lin Lang's body. "If the wind is strong at night, if you are sleepy, you will sleep first and don't have to wait for me."

Speaking, he took the man back to the house.

"I can't sleep without seeing your husband."

Lin Lang leaned against his chest, coquettishly said.

The man gently rubbed her cheek and murmured.

"If one day I am gone ... what should you do?"

"What's gone?" Lin Lang didn't hear clearly.

Recently, the lord of the city seems to be very worried. She often coaxes her to sleep, and then she goes out alone until she returns at dawn.

The other party did not speak, as if asleep.

Another month passed.

Suddenly it was time for Linling to give birth.

Outside the delivery room, the man paced back and forth, the anxiety on his face was obvious.

It's been a day since I entered, why haven't I been born yet?

Hearing the heartbreaking cry, he wanted to rush straight in, but was stopped, saying that his presence would increase the pressure of the maternal apprentice.

At the time of confusion, there was another accident on the other side.

"You said she fell down, miss? What's going on, won't you look at her properly?"

Those who reported the news only promised not to dare to speak out.

Zhu Wuyang took a deep breath and barely suppressed the fire in his heart. "How is the situation now, Miss?"

"Wan-po has already entered and is giving birth. The young lady is crying so badly that she wants to see her brother." The girl said cautiously, "Master, why don't you go and see?"

Zhu Wuyang gave her a cold glance, "Go down."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of crying in it.

It was the cry of the child.

He finally couldn't help it, opened the door and entered.

Wenpo said happily, "Congratulations to the lord, this is a young master! Mother and son are safe!"

He heard the sentence behind him, the big stone in his heart fell instantly, and his face could not hide the smile, "Reward! All rewards!"

"Husband."

She gave a soft call.

His dark hair was wet, and Lin Lin was lying on the bed pale, which made him feel very distressed.

Zhu Wuyang immediately took a step forward, took her hand, and said with pity, "Mrs. worked hard."

She smiled, "This little guy can toss me to death."

The lord of the city followed her gaze to the small body next to her.

The newborn baby was crumpled, and the top fur was extremely soft, holding a small fist, crying like a little milk cat, intermittently, not very healthy.

"Fujun, you hug him and coax him, maybe you won't cry." Lin Lang said.

He reached out his palm and carefully hugged the ridiculously light little thing. He didn't know if his posture was right or not. He was ugly to Linlang.

Lin Lang smiled at him and nodded.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked down again, the little guy was asleep, and there were still tears on his little red face, snuggling snuggled in his arms.

"It seems that he likes husband more." Lin Lang smiled, his voice a little tired.

Zhu Wuyang immediately gave her a good rest and let Wenpo take care of the young master.

He couldn't stay too long, and after asking the young ladies to take good care of his wife, he went to Fang's house on horseback. He had to confirm the situation of his sister.

I wish Jinse had a premature birth. Her body was originally fragile and hemorrhage after delivery was much worse than he thought. She almost fell asleep for a long time before waking up. When she saw Zhu Wuyang, who was standing next to her, she cried again and choked, "Jin Se thought she would never see her brother again."

His lips moved a little, and they finally turned into a sigh.

"You are my sister, how can I leave you behind."

He will always remember that when she was shut in the ancestral hall when she was a child, she would sneak in to accompany him.

She was crying harder than herself when she was hit by the board.

He has vowed to protect her for life.

Even if it is to lose yourself.

The siblings said something for a while and were interrupted by a loud cry.

The man smiled slightly, "My little nephew is quite energetic."

Zhu Jinse's face with a smug smile made him hug it.

The little baby boy with eight catties and six feet crying was completely shaken, and the whole Fang family could hear it. Fang's mother was very happy. Her grandson looked handsome among the others. The neighbor's dog eggs and big ones were not at all in the same grade.

The baby boy's hair was dark and slender, his eyelashes were slender and thick, and his small red mouth made people want to kiss.

Although he is a mixed devil, he can't stand everyone's pity.

Zhu Jinse raised his eyebrows and exhaled. The position of the Fang family is the same as that of the Queen Mother.

"May the children come over and let the mother kiss her."

But the other party didn't buy her account at all, opened her mouth and cried, and peeed all over her.

I wish Jinse really has the heart to beat people.

The mother-in-law couldn't help but complain and looked at her, and quickly coaxed her sweetheart to go.

Zhu Wuyang looked at the child several times.

"Brother, look, may he bully me." Zhu Jinse said deliberately.

"Yeah, you have children, and you still love to complain." He only then withdrew his attention and teased his sister.

The atmosphere is happy, and it seems to be back in the old days.

On the other side, Lin Lang is resting against the bed.

Someone came with a bowl of chicken soup.

The other's black brogues stopped in front of her bed.

"Hungry, drink the soup."

The hoarse voice of the man rang in the room.

Lin Lang raised his eyes, his eyes slightly reddish.

So she reached out and touched, "Why did you cry?"

"It's too windy and it's mesmerized."

Butler didn't admit that the guy who cried like a stupid one hour ago was himself.

Lin Lang thought, always want to save him some face.

With his hand, she lowered her head to drink soup.

"Did you make this soup?" She asked again, glancing at the scar on his finger.

"You think too much, gentleman Yuanyao, how can I cook?"

Butler's little brother started to talk again.

Yes, he was jealous. The jealous man could act as her husband and guarded her diligently, and he could only act like a thief, even if he was crying, he had to beware of anyone watching around, so as not to cause trouble for her .

She circled around the ghost gate, but he was not the first to comfort her.

Even the child, he dared not hug, afraid of showing his feet.

Isn't he useless?

"Today you are tired, take a good rest." The butler suddenly realized that his emotions were not right, he quickly stopped the conversation, and packed up and prepared to go out.

Her slender, soft hand gently covered the back of his hand.

"Daddy, please give your baby a name."

At that moment, he only felt that his limbs and bones were soft.

Can't afford any strength.

"Husband, are you still angry?" Lin Lang kissed his lips.

The housekeeper was a little dazed and was pulled off by her.

pissed off?

What's wrong?

Are you angry?

He was dizzy and turned in gentleness, where there was still a sullen thought.

This woman is so cunning.

Because the young master was ushered in, the city's main palace was full of joy.

However, after Tim Ding, the male host was busier than before, not only busy late into the night every day, but also often disappeared.

Everyone thinks this situation is too weird.

The smile on the lady's face became more and more reluctant.

Until one night.

Between half asleep and half awake, someone gently kissed his forehead.

"Madam, I'm leaving now."

Lin Lang opened his sleepy eyes.

Under the swaying candlelight, half of his face was stained with light shadows, which softened the cold eyebrows on weekdays.

He kissed her, kissing his forehead, eyebrows, nose bridge, cheeks, lips, tirelessly.

Lin Lang leaned over and put his face on the palm of his hand, closed his eyes and did not open, and asked him as usual, "Where are you going? How long will you come back?"

"I'm going to a place far away, maybe I can't come back."

The man said softly, "So let's say goodbye to you and Fu'er first."

He rubbed his wife's tender and tender face like spring willow with his palm, "Why is his face so ugly, is that the stink boy coming to trouble you again?"

"Fu'er is very obedient, very obedient, and sleeps when he is full, and basically hasn't troubled me." She gently rubbed his palm. "It's just that I missed my husband too much. I do n’t want to eat. "

His heart hurt slightly.

Isn't that the case?

Lin Lang opened his eyes a little, the mist filled with water, and said coquettishly, "Master, you haven't coaxed me to sleep for a long time."

"It's all a child's mother, and I want people to coax you to sleep." Zhu Wuyang smiled.

Despite this, he still coaxed her to sleep.

Zhu Wuyang reached out his hand, gently opened the broken hair on her cheek, and tucked the quilt again.

Farewell, ma'am.

He glanced at the red lantern hanging at the door, turned his horse, and the black cloak flew wildly, and never came back.

Zhu Wuyang single-handedly hit the robber den on the nearby mountain.

These robbers burned and looted, doing nothing evil, and harming a lot of good girls, but the other party had an old sly military division and a group of masters, which became a hard bone to chew.

I wish Wu Yang could not survive to survive.

But this is also his original purpose.

When he becomes a tragic hero, people will praise him, praise him, and give tolerance to the hero's widow and future generations.

This is the last thing he can do for the ladies.

The blood blurred his eyes. He seemed to see Lin Lang leading the child, and said with a smile that he would take him home for dinner.

Yes, go home, he wants to go home.

They are waiting for him.

Zhu Wuyang tried hard to get up, and suddenly stumbled.

A sharp arrow crossed the chest.

He looked silly at the blood spewing from his chest.

I can't stop it.

No, no, he has to go back, go back ...

His little ancestor is still waiting for him to coax ...

However, blood is more and more.

This night, the sky was burned to burn the buried bone mountain.

Someone is dead.

Someone walked downhill in a hurry.

"It's stupid."

There was a light satire on the corner of his mouth, and the half face covered with blood looked like ghosts against the light of fire.