The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

"Yueyue, today I brought you your favorite dustpan cooking (made from rice noodles, steamed and cut into grid shapes, with sesame oil, sesame seeds and garlic paste on the surface), you..."

Wen Yuzhi came back excitedly carrying snacks wrapped in oil paper, but when he saw the needle and thread in Qu Xinyue's hand, his expression suddenly changed and the rest of his words stopped abruptly.

He remembered the scene of Qu Xinyue being pricked with a needle yesterday, and couldn't help but frown. He nervously put down the things, grabbed Qu Xinyue's hand and checked it.

The result was redness and swelling on the pads of the little fingers, especially the index and middle fingers.

Because the little girl's fingers were so delicate, he could even count how many needle holes there were, which was shocking to him.

He stroked the wound lightly with his fingers, not daring to use force, and asked distressedly and helplessly: "Does it hurt?"

Qu Xinyue shook her head, and excitedly took out her butterfly love flower handkerchief with her amazing embroidery skills, and showed it to Wen Yuzhi happily.

"Isn't it beautiful? Take this handkerchief to an embroidery shop and sell it. Brother Yu Zhi will definitely sell it for a good price! Then you don't have to work so hard to set up a stall." You don't have to hide from those bastards every day to earn hard money... …

When Wen Yuzhi saw the handkerchief fully unfolded in front of his eyes, he was first surprised by the lifelike butterflies and orchids in front of him.

Before his mother passed away, he was also diligent in studying. Calligraphy and painting were not separated from each other, and painting was a must-learn course.

Even if his painting skills are not yet complete, it does not hinder his appreciation ability.

It’s unbelievable that the little girl was pricked by a needle when she was embroidering yesterday, and today she can embroider such exquisite paintings.

Suddenly, with sharp eyes, he saw patterns embroidered on the other handkerchief in the small bamboo basket.

He stretched out his hand and took the first handkerchief that Qu Xinyue had embroidered.

When Qu Xinyue saw Wen Yuzhi taking the first square handkerchief, thinking that the square handkerchief was stained by blood beads, she immediately wanted to snatch the handkerchief back.

But the movement was a beat slower in the end. Wen Yuzhi's eyes were fixed on the red stamens of the wintersweet, his face slowly tightened, his fingertips rubbed the faint blood beads, and his lips pursed tighter.

Qu Xinyue felt guilty inexplicably.

She reached out and grabbed a corner of the veil and pulled it, not knowing what she had explained.

"This is the first handkerchief. The embroidery doesn't look good, so it can't be sold. It's worthless. You can use the second handkerchief to sell it. Don't worry, I'm very skilled in embroidery now and won't get pricked by needles anymore..." …”

Wen Yuzhi folded the square wintersweet veil silently, put it into his arms, and said solemnly: "It's not bad-looking, and it's not worthless either."

After saying that, he stood up suddenly, said hurriedly, "I'll be back soon." and walked out quickly.

When Wen Yuzhi came back, he had a porcelain bottle of medicine in his hand.

Under Qu Xinyue's surprised gaze, he clasped her hand and applied the medicine gently.

The ointment is cool and penetrates into the red and swollen wounds, instantly relieving the pain.

This is the best medicine for wounds and cannot be bought at a high price.

"Don't do embroidery anymore." The young man's voice was clear and heartfelt.

Qu Xinyue grinned: "It doesn't hurt. I didn't get pricked by a needle when I embroidered the second square handkerchief."

Wen Yuzhi looked at the little girl's clear and moist eyes with determination.

His heart ached for a moment, and there was nothing that wouldn't hurt if his fingers were connected to his heart.

It was all because he was too weak. He knew that the little girl wanted to help earn money.

Because when she went to bed at night, the little girl said in her sleep that she wanted to earn a lot of money to support Wen Yuzhi, so she didn’t want Wen Yuzhi to work too hard...

Wen Yuzhi felt that he was not working hard at all. When someone was with him, even the air smelled sweet.

That night the temperature dropped suddenly and it rained heavily.

At night, Qu Xinyue suddenly felt a little cold. In a daze, she felt like she was being held in a warm but a little thin embrace.

Her name was whispered in his ears, and his voice gradually became nervous from calm at the beginning, and finally became tearful.

She opened her mouth, wanting to tell the other person that it didn't matter, don't worry, she was in the system and wouldn't really die for the time being, don't be sad, just let her sleep...

It was just that my throat was on fire, and it felt like a knife was cutting into my throat when I opened my mouth. In the end, I couldn't say anything.

……

When Qu Xinyue woke up again, she only felt the surroundings shaking, and the sound of horse hooves could be heard in her ears.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked around, but there was no sign of Wen Yuzhi anymore.

What caught his eye was a young man wearing a jade crown and black clothes. Even though he was unshaven, his facial features were still very handsome.

As soon as the young man saw her eyes open, his handsome features suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Baby Yue, you finally woke up. You're so worried about your daddy!"

A grown man cries when he says he cries.

Qu Xinyue blinked and realized that the person in front of her was her cheap father.

She opened her mouth: "Dad, where is Wen Yuzhi?"

Xu Shi didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was as hoarse as a broken gong.

"Who is Wen Yuzhi? Drink some water first, daddy, poor Yue Bao has really suffered a great crime!" Marquis Zhongyuan, who loved his daughter as much as his life, all he saw in his heart was his precious daughter.

Qu Xinyue was startled. Her father didn't know who Wen Yuzhi was. Wasn't it Wen Yuzhi who handed her over to her father?

After drinking water under the care of her biological father to moisten her throat, Qu Xinyue finally had the opportunity to ask the questions in her heart.

"Then dad, where did you find Yueyue?"

Marquis Zhongyuan looked happy: "I got the news about Baby Yue from the magistrate of Jun County. Dad can't wait to grow wings and fly to Jun County."

The handsome Marquis Zhongyuan looked frightened.

He touched his daughter's head lovingly and sighed.

"If it weren't for the Magistrate of Jun County, Dad still doesn't know when he would be able to find Yuebao. Dad wants to thank the Magistrate of Jun County again!"

Qu Xinyue was immediately shocked when she heard this!

She knew that she was probably sick, and in order to save her, Wen Yuzhi handed her over to Magistrate Zhu so that her biological father could be notified.

But dad didn't know Wen Yuzhi's existence, he only knew about Magistrate Zhu's kindness.

Qu Xinyue didn't know what was going on with Wen Yuzhi now, and was very worried about him.

She has not recovered yet, her face is pale, her little hands are tightly holding the sleeves of Zhongyuan Marquis, begging.

"Dad, the magistrate of Jun County is not a good person. The person who rescued Yueyue is a little brother who is three or four years older than Yueyue. His name is Wen Yuzhi. Dad, please help Yueyue find the little brother."

Marquis Zhongyuan usually held his daughter in his mouth for fear of melting and held it in his hands for fear of falling. Now when he saw his daughter's pale face and anxious look, he felt extremely distressed.

Without a trace of hesitation, he promised repeatedly to comfort his precious daughter.

"Okay, okay, dad made a note to find a little brother named Wen Yuzhi who is three or four years older than Yue Bao. Yue Bao, don't worry, dad will send someone to look for him right away."

After hearing this, Qu Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Zhongyuan Marquis was so powerful that he would be able to find Wen Yuzhi quickly, right?

I hope that in this life Wen Yuzhi will no longer be like the original owner in his memory, living a miserable life as a boy and living in hatred as an adult.

Qu Xinyue, who had calmed down, suddenly thought of the magistrate of Jun County.

She immediately put on a serious face, clutched her father's sleeve, and asked for his guarantee.

"Dad, you promise not to give money to the magistrate of Jun County, and you are not allowed to help him get promoted!"

Daughter Nu Zhongyuanhou is whatever her daughter says, so how can she not agree to it now?

To be on the safe side, Qu Xinyue simply complained.

"That magistrate of Jun County is not good at all. The wife he married is evil-hearted and abuses his stepson. She even asked her brother to beat Yueyue in the street. Yueyue was so frightened that she hid in the Salesian Bureau."

Seeing that her own father's face had darkened, Qu Xinyue kept up her efforts.

"Dad, doesn't the imperial court spend a lot of money on the Salesian Home every year? But the Salesian Bureau where Yueyue hides is so poor. The children there can only drink a bowl of thin porridge a day, and they have no clothes to wear in the cold weather. At night Without a quilt, Yueyue got cold..."