Glory to the ancestors

Jiang Yuzan shrank all the way, not daring to look at Rong Zhen, and when the carriage stopped, she immediately wanted to get out of the carriage.

She wanted to grab the osmanthus arm, but Rong Zhen stepped in front of her first.

"Sister-in-law, I'll help you."

Jiang Yuzan took a deep breath, and she was calmer than she imagined, "Okay."

Seeing the two of them like this, Osmanthus was very worried. He didn't know who to worry about first this time, whether it was Rong Zhen's illness or Jiang Yuhan's child.

Tong'er was waiting by the carriage, just smiled at Jiang Yuhan, when she met Rong Zhen's black face, she couldn't help but took a step back in fear.

"Does she know?" Rong Zhen asked.

Jiang Yuzan shook her head, "No one knows about this, I dismissed everyone involved."

"lay off?"

"If you're worried, I'll make a list for you, and you can find someone to get rid of them one by one."

Jiang Yuzan leaned on Rong Zhen's shoulder, limping, and Rong Zhen could only hear her words clearly.

Tong'er was at a loss, but Mu Xi gave her a tug, saying that she should not follow them, so as not to be hurt.

Rong Zhen helped Jiang Yuhan all the way into her room, except for the wedding day, Rong Zhen had never been here before.

Enshrined in the house, Rong Gan's spirit tablet is covered with a piece of cloth, which was put on by Jiang Yuzan later.

Rong Zhen glanced at the spirit tablet, and treated Jiang Yuhan softly. He helped her to the bed, and finally asked, "How did you do it?"

"Of course I have my way," Jiang Yuhan smiled miserably, "Rong Gan has no kung fu at all now, and he has become a muscle again. It's not easy to deceive him."

"Do you really feel satisfied?" Rong Zhen just felt sad seeing Jiang Yuhan like this, "You clearly know that he is no longer Rong."

Jiang Yuzan resisted, "Then what can I do, I've loved him for so many years, I just let him go." She looked at Rong Zhen, tears flashed in her eyes, and she forcibly held back, "You Shouldn’t you be the one who knows me best, if you were asked to give up sweet-scented osmanthus, would you be able to do it?”

"They're different."

"But our feelings should be the same."

Rong Zhen closed his eyes and said firmly, "Even if I understand you, I can't have this child."

Jiang Yuhan instinctively clutched her lower abdomen and panicked, "Rong Zhen, I will not give birth to this child in the Rongguo Mansion, please let me go to the countryside, to a place where there are no people, I beg you," she said neither. Knowing that he was crying, "I just want to have his baby."

"Are you crazy?" Rong Zhen tried his best to think about it from Jiang Yuzan's point of view. If he was a woman, if Osmanthus osmanthus no longer remembered him, he would be so persistent in letting his former lover stay in his body. Plant such an indelible seed, "Have you ever thought about what kind of fate and life this child would have if he was born in an unknown place?"

Jiang Yuhan's eye sockets trembled violently, speechless.

"What you're thinking about is just yourself. What you're thinking about is how to vigorously retain the memory of you and Rong Gan," Rong Zhen shook his head, "I never thought you were such a stupid person before."

Jiang Yuzan didn't answer, she lowered her head, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

"But what you have in your stomach is the blood of our Rong family after all." Rong Zhen sighed, and he also understood that this child must not be abandoned, "What should I do."

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuhan, who was on the verge of collapse, and he still couldn't bear it. When he was a child, he saw this girl chasing after Rong Qian every step of the way. At that time, he personally destroyed her hope for Rong Qian, and now he wants her to give up. unborn child.

Obviously the culprit was the stupid brother, but why was he the one who hurt the girl with his own hands.

Rong Zhen lowered his body and opened his arms.

Jiang Yuhan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and threw herself into Rong Zhen's arms, "I really can't help it..."

"He completely forgot about me, and I dare not destroy his current happiness. I really, really want to keep the memory that I loved him..." Jiang Yuhan's words were intermittent, only her Only then did I hear clearly, "I am his wife, but I want to..."

Rong Zhen knew that Rong Qian would never have anything to do with Jiang Yuzan when he was awake, but let him imagine what kind of desperate and delirious Rong Qian Jiang Yuhan was... how could he keep getting pregnant Degree……

This is so cruel.

Rong Zhen lightly brushed Xia Jiang Yuzan's hair, and finally his tone softened, "Don't worry about anything else, just keep this child, and I'll figure out a way."

Jiang Yuhan kept apologizing to Rong Zhen, even though she knew that the apology was of no use at all.

But as long as the child can be kept, it is enough.

……

Rong Zhen sat on the chair, unable to move for at least half an hour.

Osmanthus osmanthus stood behind him and had helped him change the cold tea three times. Seeing that there was no heat in the cup, he was about to pick up the teacup again, but this time Rong Zhen held down his hand.

"Don't go."

Osmanthus turned slightly, put the teacup back on the table, looked down at Rong Zhen.

"Only you know about this matter now." Rong Zhen looked at Osmanthus fragrans. He had already told Chen Zhan when Jiang Yuhan gave him the list just now. If they are scattered all over the capital, they should be almost the same by now.

Osmanthus fragrans froze for a moment, then shook her head, meaning that she would never say anything.

"I'm not worried about that."

Osmanthus fragrans blinked, why?

"The only way I can think of now is," Rong Zhen said that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't continue.

Osmanthus osmanthus looked forward to it, and it was indeed Rong Zhen, who always had a solution.

"I will marry her."

Rong Zhen saw the surprise in Mu Xi's eyes, and his heart trembled, but what could he do.

Since Rong Gan was dead, Jiang Yuhan couldn't have given birth to a child with a ghost.

If the child wanted to retain his identity as a descendant of the Rong family, he had to become his own child.

Although the reputation of having an affair with his sister-in-law is not very good, anyone will understand that this lonely man and widow are in a house, and it is a joke to say nothing.

That's right, everyone can understand this way.

Osmanthus nodded, this is indeed a good way, he smiled at Rong Zhen, and supported Rong Zhen's decision as usual.

This actually made Rong Zhen feel very sad, even a little sullen, what is he to the sweet-scented osmanthus.

What is the tacit understanding of getting along day and night, the hug when you are lost, and the kiss that was a little bit close in the tent?

Osmanthus osmanthus turned her head sideways, showing a sad expression, Rong Zhen scratched his hand and it hurt.