reborn wife

Wen Zhiru and his party managed to get back to the magistrate's office before dawn.

Pushing open the door, Wen Zhiru didn't expect Jin Yihui to be waiting for him in his room.

In any case, it is wonderful to see that the person you love is waiting for you when you come back from abroad.

Even if the two of them were still fighting coldly, Wen Zhiru couldn't hold his face for a while.

The sky in the distance was still shrouded in the last twilight before the dawn, Wen Zhiru looked at the other's slightly tired face, "It's so early, you haven't slept all night, have you?"

Jin Yihui really didn't sleep all night. Although he pretended to be drunk and went to bed early, he was worried that something might happen to Wen Zhiru. him.

It's just that the son of the world is of course unwilling to admit that he can't sleep all night because of one person, so he casually said, "I woke up after sleeping for a while, and I happened to come over to see if you were back."

"Oh." On the surface, Wen Zhiru was still a little disappointed, and walked around the other party to the back room to change his night clothes without saying a word.

But Jin Yihui hugged him from behind when he just took off his coat.

"You..." He felt the hot breath of the other party sweeping over his neck, as well as the temperature of the fingers that penetrated through the thin cloth, and wanted to push it away, but couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cool air.

"Zhiru, you've been angry for so many days, don't make a fuss anymore, okay?" The gasp from between the lips and teeth was almost audible to only two people, and the tone was like a child who is coquettish and fawning .

"Let go... let go." Wen Zhiru's words of refusal did not have the slightest confidence.

The weather in the early morning already brought a chill that penetrated into the heart. Wen Zhiru had just come back from the outside and was already too cold. Even if the house was lit with charcoal fire for a while, he couldn't get warm. Jin Yihui's warm embrace made him so comfortable that he was reluctant to move. .

"Zhiru, I miss you so much..."

Every word he uttered was accompanied by heavy gasps.The belt around the waist was torn apart by someone at some point, and the man's palm was stretched towards him irregularly...

"Um... um..."

Just a few simple teases, Wen Zhiru only felt that his whole body was about to go limp, and he barely stood still with one hand on the bed rail.

"Do you like it? I... make you more comfortable, okay?"

Jin Yihui kissed Wen Zhiru's earlobe, which almost made him feel itchy. Without giving him a chance to refuse, he put his arms around his waist and laid him flat on the bed, bowing his head...

"Ah..." The unprecedented stimulation made Wen Zhiru tremble all over, every toe curled up in excitement, he managed to prop up his upper body and look at that person, "You...you...don't be like this...um ..."

"Hey, don't move..." Jin Yihui pushed him back on the bed.

The house is full of passion, it should be such a short spring and a good day when the king is not in power, but outside the house there are so untimely and ignorant people.

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"Knock, knock—" There was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

"Young Master, Mu—it's Mrs. Xu, who just fainted. Please go over and have a look, Mr. Zhifu." An Le's voice came from outside the door.

These words were like pouring a basin of cold water directly on the head of Wen Zhiru, who was already in a state of confusion and emotion. He sat up suddenly, moved directly to the inner side of the bed, and kicked Jin Yihun away with one kick.

"Get out!" Jin Yihun was even more furious, grabbed the jade ruyi that was on the head of the bed that day Master Luo said he would give them as a pillow, and threw it at the door of the room.

With a "bang", the door shook, and Yu Ruyi was broken into several pieces. It is almost conceivable that An Le, who was standing outside the door at this moment, also took several steps back in fright.

"If you're not in good health, go see a doctor. What's the use of looking for me?" Jin Yihun growled.

"Young...Young Master..." An Le paused for a long time before replying. He has served the eldest son for more than ten years, and he has never seen such an angry moment. His voice is full of fear at this moment , "Master Zhifu has already sent someone to invite a doctor. At the moment, Mrs. Zhifu is taking care of Mrs. Xu. Madam said that Mrs. Xu's symptoms may... I am afraid... I have..."

During the cold weather, An Le's clothes were drenched with sweat after speaking the last sentence.

The relationship between my young master and Mr. Wen has finally eased up a bit. If this Mu Wanqian is real...then it will be a blast. Although Mr. Wen is usually amiable and has no temper, she is the eldest son of Mr. Shoufu after all. , It's enough to make a fuss.

Besides, even if Mr. Wen can calm down, what about his master?

Before leaving Beijing, the second young master and the illegitimate son had just happened in Prince Xian's mansion, which made Xian Wang very angry. If the young master brought Mu Wanqian back who has become a widow...

This picture is too beautiful, he dare not think about it.

"What did you say?" The news brought by An Le shocked Jin Yihui no less than telling him that the Dajin Dynasty will change tomorrow. In the next second, he had already rushed to the door and opened the door. Grabbing An Le's collar, he said aggressively, "Say it again!"

An Le trembled: "Madam Zhifu said that Mrs. Xu... Mrs. Xu may...have..."

"Then go and have a look!" Wen Zhiru also put on his clothes and came out at this time.

Compared to Jin Yihun's shock, Wen Zhiru was much calmer, counting the days is almost time, if the climax of this drama is not staged, the best time will be missed.

"Zhiru..." Jin Yihun looked at Wen Zhiru standing behind him, his face turned pale, "You have to trust me, she and I..."

Wen Zhiru didn't look at him at all, stretched out his hand and gently pushed aside the other's arm supporting the door frame, and walked towards Mu Wanqian's room on his own.

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In the room, the doctor was already checking Mu Wanqian's pulse, and after asking a few random questions, he got up and reported to Liu An, "Master Zhifu, this lady is indeed a happy pulse. Counting the days, it is already Almost a month."

Hearing the words, Liu An involuntarily turned his gaze to Jin Yihui who was standing aside, with a lot of meaning, "Then how is her pulse? Is the fetus still okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, the weather is cold these few days, Madam may be a little tired, as long as you pay attention to self-cultivation, take a few pastes of anti-abortion decoction and you'll be fine."

"Doctor Cheng needs to take a closer look." Wen Zhiru interjected at this moment, "Mrs. Xu's baby is very delicate, so don't make any mistake."

"...Zhiru!" Although Jin Yihui couldn't see Wen Zhiru's expression face to face, he could imagine how the other party was gnashing his teeth at the moment.

"What? The Elder Son thinks there is something wrong? Mrs. Xu's pregnancy is also the blood of the Prince's Mansion, so she should be cautious. If she is in the capital right now, even if she enters the palace and asks the imperial doctor to check her pulse, it should be done."

"This..." The doctor surnamed Cheng staggered when he heard the words.

At first, it was just a small matter of using people's money to eliminate disasters, but now knowing the identity of the other party, I was so scared that I was so scared that I pretended to be the blood of the royal family.

He only collected a mere few taels of silver, and he wanted to gamble with the lives of the whole family, but it was not worth it.

"Doctor Cheng, are you okay?" Seeing the other party's pale complexion and the cold sweat constantly breaking out on his forehead, Wen Zhiru went over to help him with concern.

"No...it's okay, I'm getting old, I always have some old problems, don't get in the way."

However, Wen Zhiru leaned closer to the other party's ear and whispered: "There is still room for redemption at this moment, I advise you to tell the truth, at least I can save your life, if you really have to wait until you return to the capital and enter the palace, nothing will happen. , you should understand your end."

"I...but..." Dr. Cheng looked at Wen Zhiru with suspicion, this end has already been opened, can it really be saved?

"Look at my wink and act later, and I will give you a chance."

At this point, Dr. Cheng couldn't refuse, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

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"What's wrong with Dr. Cheng?" Mu Wanqian, who had been sitting on the bed, looked at Dr. Cheng and Wen Zhiru and muttered a few words, feeling uneasy.

"Doctor Cheng, sit down first." Wen Zhiru helped Dr. Cheng sit down, "Dr. Cheng came all the way in this winter, and he was busy checking Mrs. Xu's pulse as soon as he entered the door. He even forgot to prepare hot tea. We were negligent, what do you think, Mr. Liu?"

Liu An nodded, "Yes, yes, pour tea quickly."

Doctor Cheng was drinking tea while calming down, Wen Zhiru turned to look at Jin Yihui again, "Now that Mrs. Xu has it, naturally she can't stay in the mansion in such a vague way, should the son choose an auspicious day? Give Mrs. Xu a title as soon as possible?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Wanqian's eyes lit up, but she didn't dare to be too happy, she just lowered her head and cried, "I... I know that my status is low, but... I don't dare to climb high Lord, it's just...it's just that the child in my stomach is innocent, so please love me."

Of course she knew that Jin Yihui didn't have the slightest affection for her. Even from the day she planned to share the bed with him, she might have lost even that little bit of old friendship, but she understood this man's kindness better. It is also an indisputable fact that she is pregnant with Liujia, it is impossible for him to speak ill of her at this time.

It's only one step away, as long as Jin Yihui acquiesces in the child's identity, she will enter the Xian Wang's mansion no matter what.

"Wanqian..." Jin Yihui really wanted to say whether you have children or not has anything to do with me, so he wouldn't believe that the two of them really had a relationship that night, but Mu Wanqian really did have a relationship this month. They all stayed in the magistrate's office, and now both the doctor's diagnosis and her current illness showed that she was indeed pregnant.

At this moment, Jin Yihun was a little confused.

All the unfeeling words were swallowed back the moment he opened his mouth: "Your body is important, and you should take a good rest first. For the rest, let's think about it in the long run!"

"How can we think about it in the long run?" Wen Zhiru continued to be stubborn, "The matter of the second son in the capital that day has already made the prince unhappy. How long will the son be delayed? In less than a month, it will be the end of the year, you and I I have to go back to the capital to report, when the time comes, will the Master bring Mrs. Xu back to the capital or stay here? If he brings Mrs. Mu and the prince back to the capital, how will he explain it?"

Wen Zhiru saw that Jin Yihun's face was getting darker, and then added more embellishment, "Whether this child is born or not, he is the eldest son of the eldest son. Do you have the heart to let his identity be unknown, and he will be criticized from birth?"

"You...what do you mean?" Facing Wen Zhiru's aggressive questioning, Jin Yihui couldn't bear it any longer. He was already aggrieved, but suddenly a child appeared, and his sweetheart insisted on forcing him Admit it, it's just...

As soon as Jin Yihui slapped the table at that time, he yelled at Wen Zhiru: "You really want me to marry her to make you feel at ease?"

Facing Jin Yihun's sudden anger, Wen Zhiru was stunned for a moment, and he could almost feel the forbearance trembling in every word he said, "Then...what else do you think of me? I...we also That's the only way, isn't it?"

After all, he didn't even give the other party time to react, he turned around and strode out of the room.

"Zhiru!" Jin Yihui's mind, which had managed to calm down a little, suddenly realized that the key to this matter was not whether Mu Wanqian was pregnant or not, and how he should restore his image in Wen Zhiru's heart.

He was obviously angry at himself to be so aggressive, but he was still angry at the other party at this moment!

Recalling just now, when he spoke, his whole body was trembling, that kind of almost hopeless sadness, Jin Yihun only felt the pain of being severely pinched in his heart, and chased him out without daring to think too much.

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Jin Yihun found Wen Zhiru by the frozen lotus pond, and without any explanation, he hugged him first to save him from running away.

"You..." Wen Zhiru struggled symbolically, and found that the other party was indeed amazingly strong, so he gave up, lowered his head and said in a sad and helpless tone, "What are you looking for me here for, you should spend more time with her at this time. "

"Zhiru, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you. Don't be angry. I said that there is only you in this life. We will slowly discuss how to deal with Mu Wanqian's matter."

"Discuss? How else can we negotiate? Are you going to wait for the baby to be born, and you just take the baby away and don't want her, or just give her a bowl of abortion pills, and it's done? That's too cruel." Wen Zhiru shook his head and eye sockets Wei Hong, "No matter how wrong she is, it is a living life after all."

"I know, I know, this incident was all caused by me. Back then... I shouldn't have sympathized with her and brought her here in Zuixiaolou, and I shouldn't have given her a chance to approach me."

"Is it meaningful to say these things now?" He sighed, lamenting why men always have to regret at such times. However, since the good show has started, it must not be abandoned halfway, otherwise the anger of this month will not be in vain. "Things have come to an end, what else can I do besides helping you? After all, I am a man, and I will not be able to bear children for you in the future."

Knowing that he wanted to leave, Jin Yihui was also in a hurry, "Zhiru, how can you say that? You help us? What about me, you clearly know that the only person I care about is you. How can you bear to put I push it to someone else?"

"Then what can I do if I can't bear it?" Wen Zhiru finally turned to face him, "Even if I believe that I am the only one in your heart from beginning to end, so what? Is there any other choice now? Or do you want me To serve a husband with that woman?"

"No...it's not like that. Maybe, maybe...we can still..." Jin Yihui's thoughts were completely disturbed by Wen Zhiru's extremely sad expression, and he couldn't think rationally at all, he just hugged him , tightly, as if to be embedded in the body.

"There is no possibility." Wen Zhiru stretched out his hand to embrace the other party, and pressed his cheek gently on his chest, with a sad tone, "You and I are destined to have no fate."

"Zhiru..." At this moment, Shizi felt the urge to cry, how could he save this situation?

"Hun..." Wen Zhiru raised his head and kissed the other party's lips. This was the first time he kissed Jin Yihun on his own initiative. It was lingering but with unspeakable weeping.

Jin Yihui was taken aback at first, and then felt something hot and humid dripping on his neck.

He actually cried.

Realizing this, Jin Yihun was also at a loss for a moment.

They have experienced a lot on the way from the capital, but even at the most critical moment, he has never seen such a sad side of Wen Zhiru, except for the unconscious tears he cried that day when he was ill, this was also the first time, He felt the other party's tears so clearly.

At this moment, apart from heartache, there is only heartache, the pain that seeps into the bone marrow.

"Zhiru, don't do this, it's all my fault." He hugged him tightly, begging and coaxing, "You can beat me or scold me, but please don't do this, you make my heart hurt."

Wen Zhiru also couldn't tell why he really cried in the end, not only because he was too involved in the drama, maybe subconsciously, he was also afraid that one day he would really face this scene.

If the Prince Xian's mansion insisted that the son leave a successor of his own blood, then what should he do?

He finally pushed away Jin Yihui's embrace, turned around again, and said softly: "Go back! Let me stay here alone for a while."

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