From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

They are so close in age. What if the Marquis finds out and suspects her young lady?

She stammered quickly: "Madam, I'm afraid this is against the rules!"

Seeing her nervous look, Meng Liu laughed out loud: "I didn't expect you to be a little old-fashioned."

Yuan Xiang stamped her feet, what time was it, and the lady was still teasing her!

"Okay, let's do this. What you're worried about won't happen, don't worry."

Madam wanted to go to bed, so Shen Zhou couldn't stay indoors anymore, but it was good that she was willing to let the young master stay.

Yuanxiang usually went to her room to sleep, but tonight she didn't move at all.

How could she sleep with such a big man next to her?

Meng Liu glanced at her: "You go down too."

Yuan Xiang was unwilling but did not dare to disobey her order, so she could only go out with a grimace and guard the door with Shen Zhou. She couldn't sleep tonight, and she was in a state of anxiety. She was worried that there would be gossip in the Marquis's residence tomorrow, and at the same time she was worried that the Marquis would attack the young lady if he knew about it.

A face that is cloudy or cloudy. Shen Zhou was so frightened that he shut his mouth tightly and tried to minimize his presence, lest she catch him and get angry.

Lu Peifeng slept in a deep sleep, dreaming about the thunderstorm days in the past, and then dreaming about sleeping on the couch in his mother's house when he had a fever as a child.

Later in the night, he opened his eyes in a daze.

The bed beneath him was not the bed he usually slept on, and he sat up with a dizzy look on his face. Could it be that you are dreaming? Is this mother's room?

Probably so. In fact, he didn't remember much about his childhood. He only remembered that his mother let him sleep on the imperial concubine's bed once when he had a fever.

Under the moonlight, his eyes moved to the bed, where there was a figure of a woman sleeping soundly with her back to him. It should be his mother, Lu Peifeng felt at ease. If only this wasn't a dream.

He had not had such a dream for many years, and even his mother's appearance was gradually blurring. Thinking of this, Lu Peifeng stepped lightly onto the imperial concubine's bed. He planned to take a good look at his mother's face in his dream and remember it hard.

His body, which had just subsided from the fever, was still a little sore and weak. After almost exhausting all his strength, he knelt down and sat by the bed.

Lu Peifeng did not dare to touch, fearing that he would be awakened from his dream. He stared at the back in front of him, hoping in his heart, when will my mother turn around? I just want to see your face.

Meng Liu woke up as soon as he came over. She didn't know what this man was going to do, so she pretended to be asleep. As a result, he sat down beside her bed and did nothing.

There was something wrong with this family, and she became even more convinced that she had to leave as soon as possible, otherwise she was afraid of being assimilated. After waiting for a while, a steady breathing came from behind, and Meng Liu relaxed and turned over to look at him carefully.

The boy closed his eyes tightly, lying on the bed with his upper body lying on the bed. He slept peacefully. His skin was fair, and the eyelashes in his closed eyes were thick and long. Maybe it was because of the fever. His cheeks were a little red, and he looked like a bichon frize. It was strange. Lovely.

As he watched, Meng Liu felt sleepy and fell asleep again unconsciously.

Lu Peifeng woke up again in the middle of the journey. This time he thought he was still dreaming. He wanted to open his eyes and take a closer look at his mother's face, but his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them. He could only rub the hand holding the outside of the brocade quilt. He continued to sleep peacefully.

When the sky lights up, Yuan Xiang, who is now green and black, can't wait to enter the room and want to wake up the young lady.

She didn't expect that what she saw when she entered the door was like this. She couldn't restrain herself and shouted: "Ah!"

The maids outside the door all heard the noise, and Shen Zhou immediately turned around anxiously. He didn't dare to go in before his wife had finished washing herself.

"Sister Yuanxiang, what's wrong?" The worried voice of the maid outside sounded, as she was about to come in.

Yuan Xiang responded immediately: "It's okay. I just accidentally dropped the lady's jewelry. I'll be there to take care of you. You don't have to come in."

Her scream woke up even a pig.

Lu Peifeng and Meng Liu woke up at the same time. Seeing that he was about to scream with his mouth open, Meng Liu quickly covered his mouth with quick eyes and hands, and the two looked at each other.

What I heard were Yuan Xiang's lies pretending to be calm. There was nothing between the two of them originally, but as soon as the blatant lie came out, the whole atmosphere went wrong.

After sending away the maid outside, Yuan Xiang walked over in a hurry.

"Madam...Master...you...Oh!"

She didn't know what to say, but despite all the precautions, these two people still crossed the line! After thinking about it, she could only sigh.

Meng Liu: "Don't scream, I will let go."

Lu Peifeng rolled his eyes to indicate his agreement. Meng Liu let go of his hand, covered it with his own, and coughed twice.

"What happened yesterday..."

"What happened yesterday..."

They both spoke at the same time.

Lu Peifeng pursed his lips, and he remembered that he thought he was dreaming, but it turned out that it was not a dream, but that his mother was replaced by this woman, and he felt a little disappointed for a moment.

Finally, he lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry."

Meng Liu looked at his pitiful look and couldn't help pinching his face: "It doesn't matter, I forgive you."

Lu Peifeng's eyes suddenly widened, and the little loss in his heart seemed to suddenly disappear.

Now that he was awake, he couldn't stay here any longer. He stood up suddenly and shook twice. Yuan Xiang was so frightened that he quickly reached out to help him.

But before they touched him, he had already stood firm and returned to his calm look.

"Thank you...Mother for last night." Lu Peifeng said, "I'm going back."

After speaking, he hurried out of the door, as if someone was chasing him from behind.

Yuan Xiang's face was full of hesitation, feeling that the young master should not be so close to his wife, and felt a little pitiful for him.

With all her worries written on her face, Meng Liu looked at her funny: "Okay, don't think too much, I'm going to get up."

The madam said so, and Yuan Xiang didn't hesitate anymore.

What happened that day seemed like a dream. Meng Liu didn't ask why Lu Peifeng knelt in front of the study door and was soaked in the rain. Until there was another thunderstorm day. Thinking that the child was afraid of thunder, she ordered Yuan Xiang to make a bowl of barley porridge. Take it over, this porridge has the effect of nourishing the heart and calming the mind.

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Lu Peifeng is really not in a good state at the moment. It may be because of the painful memories of thunderstorms, which makes him afraid every time.

He once tried to tell Lu Xiao about this situation.

But Lu Xiao just frowned and said to him with disgust on his face: "A man is afraid of thunder. It's a joke if you tell me. From now on, I will kneel at the door of the study during thunderstorms and cure this bad habit of yours."

He finished packing today and planned to go over and kneel down, but he didn't expect Meng Liu to bring him a bowl of porridge. She probably sensed that he was afraid of thunder, but she didn't scold him like Lu Xiao did.