beautiful woman at home

It snowed profusely for more than half a month, and when Father Wen returned to Jingzhou City, the streets were thickly covered with snow, making it somewhat inconvenient to walk.

Father Wen went back to the garden and summoned Wei Qinghong immediately.

Wei Qinghong, who had nothing to say, waited timidly aside and said in a low voice: "Master Wen, it's all because the woman is too close, the little girl can't have a chance to get along with the young master."

"Useless stuff!" Father Wen frowned, and couldn't help thinking about what the temptress wanted to do.

Are you really in love with Zijin?

But shemale has different ways, and I don't know what will be born in the future!

The Wen family is also a big and prestigious family in Jingzhou City, and it is absolutely not allowed to give birth to evil animals and tarnish the Wen family's reputation!

Wei Qinghong, who was at the side, was thinking about how to please Wen's father. After all, most of the money she had accumulated in her life was lost to that Wen's mother who was extremely good at playing horses.

If Master Wen was kicked out of the mansion in the snow this winter, he might not be able to live in the capital.

Take a step back and think that although the Wen family is not comparable to the noble family in the capital, at least it is a family with no worries about food and clothing. If it can get some benefits, that is also good.

"No matter what method you use, the child cannot be kept." Father Wen frowned and said in a low voice, "If this matter is done well, the benefits will be indispensable to you."

Wei Qinghong was stunned for a moment, this is the flesh and blood of Mr. Wen's son.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children, it seems that Mr. Wen is very dissatisfied with this bride.

"Master, don't worry, the little girl will definitely do her best." Wei Qinghong's eyes flashed viciously, and she was already jealous of the bride in her heart. She is also a woman without birth, but because she has a good-looking face, she can Had such a comfortable time.

The more Wei Qinghong thought about it, a vicious plan inevitably came to her mind.

In winter, the dawn was early and the darkness was early. Wen Zijin poked her head out of the files piled up on the desk, only to realize that it was quite dark outside.

But today is the day when Father Wen returned to the mansion. He hurried back to the mansion in a sedan chair, and saw that Father Wen, who had been waiting for a long time, looked very unhappy. so……"

"It's just a small county magistrate, but you're showing off your authority in front of me." Father Wen was already unhappy in his heart, so he naturally took the opportunity to vent his anger.

Mother Wen hurriedly said: "The master waited for Zijin to eat together, the food is going to be cold, why don't you hurry up and take a seat."

"Yes, mother." Wen Zijin's expression softened a lot.

The three of them had dinner and rarely talked. In the past, sister Ye would still be together, but today she was nowhere to be seen.

Although she was a little confused, Wen Zijin didn't make a sound, only thinking that maybe Sister Ye was too sleepy.

After all, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it will be very late again.

After the meal, Father Wen left the front hall, and Mother Wen, who was drinking tea, said, "Were you scared just now?"

Wen Zijin shook his head and responded, "No, I was just wondering why Sister Ye didn't come out for dinner today?"

"Your father said he wanted three people to eat, so I didn't ask anyone to invite Miss Ye." Mother Wen put down the teacup in her hand and said earnestly, "The news of pregnancy has spread, and you have to take care of Miss Ye carefully in the near future." yes."

It's obviously a fake pregnancy, why is mother so solemn?

Wen Zijin noticed the old servant waiting outside just now from the corner of his eyes, and then hurriedly responded: "Well, Zijin will definitely be careful."

After returning to the garden, Wen Zijin just came out of the gloomy mood of being watched.

Father, he didn't like himself and his mother in the first place. Although he is pregnant now, if the child doesn't come out for a day, there will be a crisis.

What's more, my father has kept so many concubines in the capital city, and there are also male babies among them. Although the age difference is too big, accidents are inevitable.

Although Wen Zijin didn't explain it to his mother, she should be clear, otherwise she wouldn't be so anxious about the child.

The charcoal fire in the inner room was very warm. Sister Ye was sleeping lightly on the bed. Wen Zijin frowned and stepped forward cautiously.

The slight bulge is very obvious, and compared with the slender figure, it seems a bit inconsistent.

After Wen Zijin washed, he turned off the light and lay down carefully on the inside.

"Zijin?" Ye Ran woke up from her sleep and turned her head slightly to look at the girl beside her.

"Yeah." Wen Zijin stretched out his hand to press the quilt, and said in a low voice, "Aran, go on sleeping."

Ye Ran turned his stiff body and faced the girl, "Did your father come back to fight today?"

With a calm expression, the girl stretched her arms to embrace Ye Ran, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

Like this, how can people believe it?

"Really?" Ye Ran gently caressed the girl's chin with his fingertips, and looked at the ruddy eyes, feeling distressed.

The slightly cool lips were pressed against the corners of the eyes, and the girl subconsciously closed her eyes and replied, "I'm not crying."

Ye Ran opened the distance with a smile and said, "Well, there is no bitter and salty taste."

Wen Zijin blushed and said carefully: "Recently, my mother told me to let Sister Ye stay in the inner room to rest well, and there is no need to greet her in the morning."

"Okay." Ye Ran turned his head to look at the girl, and lightly nodded his nose with his fingertips, "If you are unhappy, you must tell me, you know?"

"Ah."

But Wen Zijin didn't want to make Sister Ye worry about her all the time.

From night to dawn, Wen Zijin woke up from the cold.

She was obviously wrapped in a quilt, but because of Sister Ye, she was always surprisingly cold.

At the beginning, Wen Zijin was not used to it, but now Wen Zijin was able to get used to it, and got up from the quilt tremblingly.

Dressed neatly, the waiters put the hot water outside the screen before retreating.

Wen Zijin twisted the handkerchief and wiped his face before going to eat outside.

"Zijin?" When Ye Ran woke up slowly, he found no one beside him, so he called out.

"I'm here." Wen Zijin jumped over the screen and responded.

Sister Ye, who was only wearing thin clothes, had black hair scattered behind her back, her expression was lazy but her charm was hard to hide, Wen Zijin swallowed helplessly and said, "Aran, you can continue to sleep."

Ye Ran stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, "No need, I want to have dinner with Zijin today."

Because of the lethargy in winter, it has been a long time since I had breakfast with the girl.

The waiters prepared hot noodle soup and then exited the inner room. Wen Zijin took a sip of the broth before he calmed down.

"I'll be on vacation in a few days, so I don't have to go to the yamen to deal with business."

"Then you can also have a good rest." Ye Ran replied.

The young girl Xu Shi's cheeks were slightly flushed by the hot soup, and she looked at this side with bright eyes and said, "You can take more care of Sister Ye."

Ye Ran took a sip of the hot soup and responded, "Why did your mouth suddenly become sweet recently?"

"This is what my mother asked and told me." The girl explained solemnly.

The sweetness condensed in her heart suddenly dissipated, Ye Ran couldn't help being taken aback, thinking that the girl had suddenly opened her eyes, and she was very disappointed.

Wen Zijin explained seriously, not paying any attention to Sister Ye's loss.

Wen Zijin, who missed the opportunity, didn't get the morning reward from Sister Ye until he got into the sedan chair.

On weekdays, Sister Ye would always kiss her in the morning. Although it was not so frequent in winter, did Sister Ye forget it today?

When he arrived at the yamen, the slow-witted Wen Zijin couldn't figure out what was wrong. He could only comfort himself that maybe Sister Ye had no energy in winter, so she forgot.

In winter, Ye Ran usually sleeps from day to night, and only when the girl returns home can she hold up her energy.

In the afternoon, the servants were chatting outside around the fire, and Wei Qinghong put something in the bride's tonic soup.

Wei Qinghong didn't leave proudly until she saw the waiter bring the medicinal soup into the inner room.

But there was no response until the evening, and Wei Qinghong couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Could it be that she was detected?

It is a colorless and tasteless good thing, even an expert can't drink it.

When the night fell, Fang Yeran woke up in a daze, and immediately cast a spell to light up the lights in the entire inner room.

It took a lot of time to make the limbs no longer stiff, Ye Ran got up and picked up the soup that was placed on the low table on the screen, and realized that there was something wrong in it.

In the past, Ye Ran poured the tonic out of the window, but Ye Ran quietly put the medicinal soup back into the food box, and then disappeared into the inner room.

When Wen Zijin came back from the strong wind, his whole face was pale from the cold, but he didn't see Sister Ye when he returned to the garden.

The servants all shook their heads and said they didn't know, Wen Zijin felt a little uneasy, but he still didn't say anything. After all, when his father came back, there was a lot of eyeliner in the mansion.

It was very warm in the charcoal fire, but Wen Zijin was very anxious, pacing back and forth in the inner room.

Until the bell rang crisply and Ye Ran appeared in the inner room, he saw that the girl was very anxious.

"Zi Jin?"

"Sister Ye, where have you been?" Wen Zijin hurried forward, forgetting his address.

Ye Ran raised his hand to sweep the snow on his clothes and replied, "It's just going out for a walk."

Wei Qinghong and Wen's father were so vicious, Ye Ran didn't want to embarrass the girl.

"It really scared me." The girl stretched out her hand to hold Ye Ran's hand, and pulled it to the side of the low table, "Sister Ye, I need to leave a note next time."

"Well, I won't dare next time." It was rare for Ye Ran to see a girl so serious.

The girl tilted her head to meet Ye Ran's gaze, and then she got up embarrassed and said in a low voice: "I, I didn't mean to scold sister Ye."

Ye Ran held the warm palm with a smile and said, "I know."

Thinking of the previous address, Wen Zijin blushed apologetically and muttered, "Oops, just now Zijin called Sister Ye again."

"Go ahead and call it if you like."

"Is it really possible?" Wen Zijin was a little afraid that Sister Ye would be angry.

Ye Ran raised her eyebrows and responded, "Zijin, don't you like calling me Sister Ye?"

The girl hurriedly shook her head and said seriously, "I like it."

"Then it's settled like this." Ye Ran looked at the food that hadn't started yet, and knew that the girl must be waiting for him, "Hurry up and eat, or your stomach will growl."

"En." The girl agreed very sincerely.

The two people on this side were eating in the inner room, while Wei Qinghong on the other side was pale because of the previous ghost.

There is a lot of dirt in this mansion.

Things have come to this, it is better to leave this ghost place earlier.

Otherwise, if Mr. Wen knew that the matter had been revealed, he might kill people to silence him.

The author has something to say: This story is coming to an end ^V^.

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