After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Hearing Wei Jing addressing him, Wei Chu stopped on the spot, so startled that he almost forgot to breathe.

Wei Jing got up from the bed, raised her legs and walked up to him, without saying a word, but directly bent over and hugged him up.

He even weighed it quite easily, and asked with a sincere expression, "You really have a stature of nearly eight feet? Why are you so light?"

"!!!"

Wei Chu tensed up in fright, and turned his head to stare at Wei Jing's eyes in confusion, not knowing what to say for a while.

Compared with the fact that Wei Jing knew his name, he was more surprised that Wei Jing was able to hug him.

He was so weak and weak a few days ago that he seemed to be about to pass out, how could he be able to bear his weight so easily today...?

Taking advantage of the time when the person in his arms was unable to move due to surprise, Wei Jing asked slowly: "Huh? Tell me, where are you going? Why don't you answer?"

"My son..." Wei Chu found his voice with difficulty, "I..."

"Why aren't you called Xianggong?" Wei Jing gently squeezed the waist of the man in his arms, and said with a muffled laugh, "Could it be that you hate Xianggong?"

"I didn't!" Wei Chu retorted hastily.

He spoke so anxiously that his back suddenly stiffened, and he explained to Wei Jing seriously, even his translucent black pupils were uncontrollably glistening with water.

Wei Jing likes to see the flustered appearance of this silly rabbit, but Wei Chu's eyes are black and blue, as if he hasn't had a good rest for several days.

What's more, Wei Chu was too tired today, and he had just escaped from death, so he had no reason to let him get angry again.

Thinking of the hidden weapon in the East Palace, Wei Jing couldn't help reaching out and touching Wei Chu's back, and after confirming that there was really no wound on the waist, she finally felt relieved.

Wei Chu has always been very sensitive to the hands stretched towards him by others, but it wasn't until Wei Jing was about to move his hand away that Wei Chu suddenly noticed it.

He shrank his shoulders unnaturally, as if he didn't want to be touched by Wei Jing.

"Wei Chu, I'm asking you a question." Wei Jing turned and walked towards the bed, gently placed the person in his arms on the mattress, covered him with the quilt again, and sat beside him, "So You should answer me."

Being called out by his full name, Wei Chu didn't even have the chance to pretend to be confused, so he could only bite the bullet and face Wei Jing's question.

However, Wei Jing didn't make things difficult for him. Seeing that Wei Chu's expression had already acquiesced in his name, he held Wei Chu's cold wrist, warmed him carefully starting from his fingertips, and said at the same time: "Isn't it?" It's very strange, why do I know your name?"

Wei Chu naturally felt strange, and nodded upon hearing this.

Wei Jing smiled, and raised her hand to smooth Wei Chu's smooth black hair hanging on the earrings.

Regarding the fact that he learned of Wei Chu's true identity and name, he had to start before he found Wei Chu and went to the East Palace with him.

******

Combined with the silver bottle that Doctor Sikong exchanged with the Crown Princess, Wei Jing confirmed his conjecture more and more.

After ordering Adai to let him come to her bedroom as soon as she returned to Qingmu Pavilion, Wei Jing had roughly cleared her mind while waiting.

In his existing memories of being in close contact with people, he has never had the experience of giving wound medicine to others on his own initiative, let alone giving it with that luxurious and rare jade bottle.

Except... the time he hastily tossed the pill bottle away out of guilt.

"Uncle has taken many people out of the camp of dead men before, in order to obtain a lot of money, but besides that, my aunt has also given several dead men as gifts to Mrs. Daxi."

When Wei Jing said this to Xi Ming, it was not doubt, but full determination.

It was as plain as if he was just conveying the established facts to Xi Ming.

Xi Ming silently observed Wei Jing's expression, deliberating in his heart whether he should tell the truth to him.

If Wei Jing could figure out where his true heart was in such a difficult situation, he would have no reason to continue to hide from the little master.

Wei Jing's thoughts were clear, and he stared at Xi Ming intently: "You once praised Shi Zifei's lightness skills, when Qingmu Pavilion was attacked, Shi Zifei was able to deal with assassins like Ge Wu and others with ease. "

Moreover, he is greedy for money, forbears, and only obeys his orders. With such character traits, there is no need to hesitate anymore...

"What does the little master mean?" Xi Ming asked.

Wei Jing took a deep breath, her heart lightened:

"He may be the lost dead man I'm looking for."

******

After listening to Wei Jing's words, Wei Chu's face could no longer be described with pure shock.

He stared blankly into Wei Jing's eyes, as if he had lost his mind.

After a while, Wei Chu seemed to suddenly remember something.

He hastily lifted the quilt over his back, and before he could stand firmly on the ground, he was about to kneel down. After being stopped by Wei Jing quickly, he asked displeasedly, "What are you doing?"

"This subordinate is a shadow guard who advanced to Qingmu Pavilion in the camp of dead soldiers." Wei Chu's suppressed emotions for a long time suddenly became no longer dull, and he accepted Wei Jing's words decisively, "I also ask the master to apologise. .”

Wei Jing pulled the man back to the bed and sat down, then wrapped the man tightly with the quilt, flicked towards the smooth forehead, pretending to be sullen: "You have performed Zhou Gong's ceremony with me, and she is my wife, what? This is not this, what matters is your present."

There was a tacit affection in the eyes of the two people.

Wei Chu bit the inside of his lips shyly, intending to use the pain to verify that the scene he was experiencing at this time was real.

There was a tingling pain between his lips, and Wei Chu, who was at peace in his heart, no longer struggled, and calmly asked Wei Jing about his doubts: "So the master... knew from the beginning that the subordinate was not Miss Daxi?"

Wei Jing nodded, and asked confidently: "A few months ago, were you beaten until you vomited blood on the back hill of the Hou Mansion?"

Just as he was about to enter the Qingmu Pavilion outside the courtyard gate, the drama of overhearing the private room's words inevitably caused his little master's blunt mind to sweat.

No matter how ignorant and innocent the people in their death camp were, and chatting with such virtues, they couldn't continue to chat with him after thinking about it.

As a dead soldier, Wei Chu only felt that it was extremely embarrassing for him to be beaten without the power to fight back, but Wei Jing was still blatantly pointing it out at this time, which really made people feel resentful.

But since Wei Jing is the master after all, Wei Chu has to answer his question no matter what.

"Yes." Wei Chu lowered his head sullenly, his eyes were no longer glistening to look at Wei Jing.

It's really too windy.

Wei Jing no longer intentionally teased him to make his cheeks flush, and only wanted to hug his daughter-in-law to sleep happily, without any other greedy demands.

It can be seen that Wei Chu's hands were covering his belly from beginning to end, and his face was very pale. Wei Jing was really worried, and couldn't help but put his hands on Wei Chu's stomach and asked:

"You've been clutching your stomach since I picked you up on the couch just now, what's wrong? The dinner doesn't suit your taste? Or did it ruin your stomach?"

Wei Chu avoided his touch indiscriminately, lowered his head and said softly: "...haven't had dinner yet."

"What time is it? You didn't have dinner?" Wei Jing was so concerned about others that she didn't remember that she hadn't eaten either.

"I've been guarding the East Palace for a long time." Despite the pain in his stomach, Wei Chu was indeed very hungry. He picked up his teacup and took a sip, "I didn't care about it when I came back."

Wei Jing knew how cruel the training in the dead soldiers camp was, how could a dead soldier with a steely will so easily become haggard because of the hunger in his stomach.

It must be for some other reason.

Wei Jing held that slightly cold hand, pressed it on her leg to keep it warm, and said in a deep voice, "But you don't look like you are simply suffering from hunger."

"My son, I..." Wei Chu knew that he couldn't hide it from Wei Jing, and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Wei Jing.

"You should call me Ah Jing," Wei Jing leaned forward, kissed those thin lips lightly, then looked at Wei Chu expectantly, "I've heard you call me many times before. "

Before?He used to call it secretly in front of A Dai and the others, how could he have called these two words in front of Wei Jing, and where did he hear it.

Wei Chu pursed his lips that became hot when he was touched, and was about to say something when he heard Wei Jing continue: "However, if I hear you call master, I think it will be quite different."

"..." Wei Chu withdrew his hand from his palm in embarrassment, thinking that the atmosphere is just right now, why not... tell Wei Jing everything.

He trusted Wei Jing's character, even if he couldn't accept himself and the child in his womb, he would not kill them.

Seeing the rapid emotional change in those eyes, Wei Jing immediately understood that her little lady must have something in her heart.

He tightened the quilt on Wei Chu, "What do you want to say? Don't feel pressured, just say whatever you want."

"Ah Jing... If I say, I..." Wei Chu lightly bit his pale lips, his desperate action made his heart beat like a drum, "I..."

Wei Jing stroked the slightly messy forehead hair of the people around him, and calmly guided, "Huh? What's the matter? Speak slowly, don't worry, if you don't want to say it now, then say it tomorrow, and I'll wait for you."

His patience undoubtedly reassured Wei Chu in an instant, he clenched the hands of the two even more tightly, summoned up his courage, and said to Wei Jing:

"I am pregnant."

As soon as Wei Chu's words fell, there was a sudden silence in the bedroom, so quiet that it made people feel flustered.

"I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant with what?"

While repeating what Wei Chu said in astonishment, Wei Jing's gaze has shifted from Wei Chu's slender waist to his extremely flat abdomen.

Wei Chu repeated calmly: "Pregnant."

Wei Jing's delay in making a sound made Wei Chu's heart gradually cool down, and then became slightly chilly.

He pointed to his stomach, "Here is our child."

After finishing speaking, Wei Chu closed his eyes dejectedly, not daring to look at Wei Jing's reaction.

Sure enough, as Wei Chu expected, Wei Jing really failed to give Wei Chu the joy he wanted in the first place.

After all, it was different from what Doctor Qin said.

Wei Jing didn't think it was pride.

Wei Chu stood up slowly, took two steps in the direction of the bedroom door, turned his back to Wei Jing, and said with a wry smile: "I know you don't want it, and you even think I'm a monster. You have already taken care of me, I will leave the Hou Mansion now, and will not cause you any trouble..."

Before Wei Chu finished speaking, there was a sound of heavy objects collapsing behind him.

No matter what time it is, all of Wei Chu's concerns will unswervingly surround Wei Jing, and when he hears the movement, he immediately turns around——

I saw Wei Jing lying limply on the bed without making a sound.

Wei Chu's eyes widened in disbelief.

He panicked and pressed his stomach that was constantly sore and swollen, and walked quickly towards the bed, changing the titles in his mouth, trying to wake up Wei Jing who seemed to have passed out:

"Sir!"

"Wei Jing!"

"Master!"

"A Jing!"

"Owner!"

Wei Jing lay there without responding, even breathing very weakly.

It turned out that it wasn't because he didn't respond, but because he was accumulating energy there?

But this reaction...was too much, too embarrassing.

Wei Chu didn't care about his aching stomach, and hurriedly shouted outside:

"Come here! Adai! Your Majesty! Ge Wu! Hurry up, get Dr. Sikong here! The prince has passed out!"

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[My boyfriend and I picked up two puppies today. The temperature was below zero. We picked them up in trash cans on the street. There were four of them in one litter, and only two were alive. I came here, now I drank milk and fell asleep, and peed several times, I hope I can hold on, yes, I named them Frozen Undead and Ming Da, but my boyfriend said they should be called Gou Da Ming, I feel so ugly, I don't know what to call it.Big Eye Boy has a picture of a puppy, hee hee hee, good night brothers! muamuamua~]