Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

Chapter 115: Jin'er, don't change

   Chapter 115 Jin'er, don't change

   "No, I kindly remind you!"

  Fujin smiled, "You can raise your baby with peace of mind, you don't have to worry about it, there are people who can serve you well."

   Li Fang Fujin's breathing was up and down, and he stared at Fujin who left gracefully and dignifiedly.

   "Wait and see"

   lowered his head and glanced at his bulging belly, thinking that it would take about four months for the melons to ripen, and Li Fangfujin was troubled for a while.

   "Side Fujin" Li Mammy came up again and said bitterly.

   Mu Jin left the Rose Garden with the fourth master, feeling a little embarrassed.

   After hesitating for a while, she trotted two steps to catch up with the fourth master, and forced a smile: "Master, otherwise, the servants and servants should go back to the Wisteria Garden."

   Fourth Master stopped and looked at her like that.

   It was clearly in the middle of the night, not when the moon and stars were sparse, but when the night was dark and windy, but Mu Jin clearly felt that Fourth Master's sharp eyes were fixed on him.

stressed.

  Under this strong pressure that was clearly invisible, but felt invisible, Mu Jin's voice gradually decreased, almost to nothing.

   "Nonsense!" Fourth Master took her hand, "Let's go."

   Let her go back to Wisteria Garden in the middle of the night? Is he so mean?

  The Fourth Master didn't allow it, and Mu Jin couldn't bring it up again, so he had to go back to Qingtong Courtyard with him.

  The Fourth Master took a look, and in about an hour, he would have to get up and face.

  If he was alone, he would definitely not sleep again, but go to the study to read a book, and an hour would soon pass.

  But Mu Jin was still there, so he wouldn't drag her to the study in the middle of the night.

  The two went back to the bedroom and lay down again. Bi Tao blew out the lights, leaving only a small lamp with weak light on the corner of the table, covered with apricot-colored double gauze, and the room instantly dimmed.

   "Go back to sleep later, you don't have to get up." Fourth Master said.

   "Well, Master." Mu Jin nodded lightly, and when he spoke, the warm breath gently brushed the fourth master's neck, the fourth master froze slightly, then subconsciously embraced her and patted her lightly.

   Mu Jin was stunned for a moment, then relaxed his body and snuggled into his arms obediently.

   When he was angry, he was as cold as ice, and the chill all over his body soared to 8.8 meters, which could freeze people's hearts, but he was also reasonable and would never play anger. Knowing this clearly, Mu Jin was not afraid of him, and she wouldn't provoke him into anger anyway.

   Neither of them spoke.

   Just when Mu Jin thought that the fourth master had fallen asleep, the fourth master suddenly called her in a low voice: "Jin'er."

   Mu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, and said softly, "Huh?"

   There was warmth on her face, and it was Fourth Master's hand that touched her face, "Jin'er, don't change, don't change in the future."

  Mu Jin: ""

   Mu Jin looked confused, what did he change? Become a butterfly and fly away? When did the fourth master start to play with literature and art?

   This is not the point, the point is that she doesn't understand what he means at all, and she can't get the point of his emotions.

Mu Jin's biggest advantage is that she will never pretend to understand if she doesn't understand. For example, at this moment, even if she clearly feels that the fourth master's tone is a little inexplicable, she still whispers softly and judo: "Master Lord, what, what don't change?"

  Fourth Master: ""

   The fourth master looked down at her, the beautiful black and white eyes in the dimness were clear and bright, three-part confusion and three-part ignorant, which made people lose their temper.

   The feeling of emotion that was born in the bottom of my heart disappeared in an instant.

   Fourth Master couldn't help but feel the urge to beat her up.

   (end of this chapter)