The county magistrate is not slag very A

Seeing Jiang Fanyin's blushing face, Song Boxue smiled and hugged him tightly: "Okay, I won't ask anymore, let's talk about business, have you decided what birthday gift you want for the Queen Mother?"

Gao Zhilan reminded her on the way that the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet is just a few days away, and the emperor intends to hold it on a grand scale, and also wants to take advantage of the happy event to get rid of bad luck.

After all, his younger brother was the only one who attempted rebellion, and ordinary people were not affected, but he, the emperor, couldn't pretend that nothing had happened.

Therefore, Jiang Zhifu was reinstated as an official, and a dignified local third-rank official happened to be in the capital. Naturally, he was lucky enough to enter the palace to celebrate his birthday.

In Gao Zhilan's request for credit, Song Boxue and Jiang Fanyin were impressively listed.

Song Boxue didn't have to worry about anything, she had a low official position, so she just mixed in the crowd to make up the numbers.

Jiang Fanyin was different. The women's relatives shared the table with the officials, and they had to carefully prepare birthday gifts to congratulate the Queen Mother in person.

"We came in a hurry and haven't figured out what to give."

Song Boxue seemed to have expected it long ago, raised his eyebrows and said, "The Empress Dowager has never seen anything, and things bought with silver money are not very unusual, too expensive and inappropriate, too cheap and impolite, so look what I did for you?"

She took out a telescope, much more exquisite than the one she gave Gao Zhilan before.

When she learned that Jiang Fanyin was going to prepare a birthday gift for the queen mother, she immediately asked Gao Zhilan if she had presented the telescope to her.

Gao Zhilan naturally hadn't had time yet.

So it's a coincidence, the emperor's side has a share, and the empress dowager's side also has a share.

It was also the first time for Jiang Fanyin to see the finished product. She took the telescope, and under Song Boxue's guidance, played with it for a while and said, "If it is used to detect the enemy's situation on the battlefield, I think it can save our scouts a lot of effort."

She raised her eyes to look at Song Boxue, her eyes sparkled.

The man in front of her seemed to be omnipotent and could always bring her peace of mind.

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows lightly, met Jiang Fanyin's eyes full of affection, and said with a smile, "Why, did you find that I am more caring? Sister Jiang is so moved, why don't you show me your body?"

The blush that had just faded on Jiang Fanyin's face resurfaced again: "Don't talk nonsense--"

This person is really... really not serious.

Song Boxue lowered his head and leaned into her ear: "Why are you talking nonsense? Sister Jiang - don't you miss me?"

Jiang Fanyin bit her lip and said in a low voice, "I don't want to-"

Song Boxue laughed out loud immediately, and said in agreement, "Yes, you don't think about it at all, it's me who thinks about it, I think about it day and night, I really think about it—"

"Song Boxue - stop talking."

"Okay, I won't say it, I will do it..."

Song Boxue's eyes were burning, and he lowered his head to press Jiang Fanyin's lips.

There is a heater in the room in winter, and the charcoal fire inside has dissipated the heat after a night.

Jiang Fanyin was pushed down on the bed, his black hair was scattered, his expression was blurred, and he had nowhere to hide.

The long kiss seemed to have no end, and the stove that had lost its temperature seemed to be burning beside him, scalding people through the clothes.

Beads of sweat were quietly dripping from his forehead, big ones rolled down and connected into lines.

"It's still daytime—don't—" Jiang Fanyin tried to escape, but was completely weak and was imprisoned on the bed by Song Boxue.

"Hey, I know the severity-"

Jiang Fanyin's struggling movements were instantly bewitched and stopped.

She raised her head unconsciously, her neck showing a bewitching arc.

"Sister Jiang, you are so good-"

Jiang Fanyin lay on the bed drowsily, forgetting the time...

The quilt under his fingers was unknowingly clenched into shape, and was faintly wet with thin sweat.

Song Boxue raised his head, caressing the broken hair on her forehead, his eyes were deep.

"Sister Jiang, I want to hear your voice."

"Um--"

Jiang Fanyin opened his mouth, and it was an unwritten answer.

The voice is hoarse, like sobbing/weeping, like begging/forgiveness.

Song Boxue inhaled slowly: "My sister is so good-"

The overly gentle coaxing fell on his ears, taking away the last of Jiang Fanyin's rationality,

Just like what Song Boxue said, she didn't do anything, yet she did everything.

The body gives the most honest response...

The door knocked at this moment, pulling back Jiang Fanyin's sanity. She looked at the bed curtain with absent-minded eyes, opened her mouth to say that someone knocked on the door, but before the sound came out, she was blocked between her teeth.

The sound of knocking on the door seemed to be right next to my ears.

As if it hit the heart, it was infinitely magnified, disrupting the rhythm of breathing, shocking and soul-stirring.

"Don't mind it, boy-"

Song Boxue covered Jiang Fanyin's eyes and let the knocker shout outside.

Knock, knock, knock on the door, it's not loud...

The quilt that Jiang Fanyin was clutching in her hand suddenly loosened, she tilted her head slightly, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and there was still a hazy mist, as if she had cried unconsciously, with a charming look …

Song Boxue's heartbeat was slightly stagnant, her eyes were dangerous, like a boundless river, almost drowning/dead in the clear water...

Jiang Fanyin seemed to have forgotten to breathe, the six gods were at a loss, and he was willing to sink/fall.

Outside the door, Zhu Zhu stared at the closed door and was about to knock again when he heard Song Boxue's voice from inside.

"There's no one in the room, we'll talk about it at night if we have something to do."

Zhu Zhu: "..."

This is no one?

Isn't it a human being who speaks?

This dog officer, it's still broad daylight...

A gentle and quiet person like Miss Jiang, why did she just obey...

As night fell, Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin who had fallen asleep, kissed the corner of her mouth lightly, and when he went out, he saw Zhu Zhu standing in the yard looking at the moon with a resentful face.

Song Boxue coughed lightly and asked, "Have you been waiting outside?"

"Miss Jiang has only been pregnant for a short time, so you should be more restrained." Zhu Zhu rolled her eyes, it took her a long time, and she just waited so bored until now.

Song Boxue's eyebrows twitched, but his expression remained unchanged: "What's the matter?"

I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter if I haven't left after waiting for so long.

Zhu Zhu glanced at the courtyard door, walked towards Song Boxue, and whispered, "Miss Jiang is really pregnant with your child?"

Song Boxue nodded: "It's absolutely true."

She probably guessed Zhu Zhu's reason for coming.

It's a pity that she is destined to disappoint the little princess.

Sure enough, Zhu Zhu's next words verified Song Boxue's guess.

"You are all women, how did you do it, can you see me?"

Song Boxue looked at Zhu Zhu carefully, raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't."

Zhu Zhu: "..."

I always find this very offensive.

After Song Boxue made it clear again and again that she couldn't do it, Zhu Zhu rested his mind with a sad face.

Although she also knew that there was little hope, she still couldn't help thinking about it.

It's not that she has to have a child, but there is always an extra choice. Now that she knows the result and knows that she doesn't have that option, she still feels a little bit disappointed.

Song Boxue was silent for a moment, frowned and looked at the moon, she was really not good at comforting others.

Especially something like this that can't be done.

Zhu Zhu comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, and said goodbye to Song Boxue with a smile.

There are gains and losses in everything, she already has one heart, so why bother to trouble herself.

In the middle of the night, Princess Pingyuan knocked on the door of the Hou Mansion.

Gao Zhilan was surprised when he heard the servant's report, and ordered Zhu Zhu to be taken to her room.

"Why are you here so late? Is it cold? Warm your hands."

She handed the small stove in her hand to Zhu Zhu, her eyes filled with distress.

Zhu Zhu raised the corner of his mouth, took the small heater, and smiled brightly at her: "Come with me, I brought our daughter."

Hearing Zhu Zhu's words, Gao Zhilan couldn't help being taken aback?

She couldn't help rubbing her ears, what the hell?

daughter?

Where is her daughter from?

Before Gao Zhilan came back to her senses, she saw Zhu Zhu happily running out of the door with small steps. She frowned, suppressed the doubts in her heart for the time being, and followed her out.

When they came outside the gate of the courtyard, Zhu Zhu ordered someone to carry out a wooden box from the carriage.

In the dark, I couldn't see what was in the box.

Gao Zhilan leaned forward and saw Zhu Zhu bent down and picked up a black ball and threw it into her arms.

"This princess announces that Xiao Wangcai will be our daughter in the future. Let her be called Gao Wangcai after your surname."

Gao Zhilan looked at the black mass in his arms, and after seeing what it was, the corners of his mouth trembled.

daughter?

Gao Wangcai?

Could it be that he didn't wake up today and was still dreaming?

The little piggy in his arms, who looked like a black ball, groaned twice at the right time, and the corners of Gao Zhilan's eyes twitched uncontrollably, stunned on the spot.

Her daughter is a pig... piggy!

Seeing her stunned, Zhu Zhu said dissatisfiedly: "Why this expression, Wangcai is the best-behaved piglet in the litter. This princess chose her personally, and I will hand her over to you to raise her in the future."

It's really good, isn't it just raising babies, baby pigs are so cute, what's wrong with their prosperity.

Gao Zhilan quietly glanced at Zhu Zhu's joyful face, resisted the urge to throw the little piglet on the ground, and forced a smile: "No, I'm happy, I will definitely raise this pig--raise our daughter well .”

Help!

Can I change to a dog, or even a cat? Why is it a pig?

She is a majestic little duke, but she still has to be ashamed, and she won't make people laugh when she speaks out?

Gao Zhilan complained wildly in his heart, still smiling, not daring to confront Zhu Zhu.

How could she ever fail to see that since she knew that Song Boxue and Jiang Fanyin had a child, her little princess was feeling a little out of sorts, but she seems to be recovering now.

It's just that the price is a bit high...

Zhu Zhu glanced at Gao Zhilan's expression, and said solemnly: "Take care of our little Wangcai well, you can't butcher and eat meat, or this princess will kill you to sacrifice to heaven."

Gao Zhilan looked at Zhu Zhu and tried his best to smile, and tentatively said, "It's okay for me to keep it, it's that—that's..."

"What is it? You don't want to?"

"I am willing, just if I can let her have your surname, Zhu."

In the future, it can be justified that this is Zhu Zhu's daughter, raised by Zhu Zhu, she is just a name for the young master, she is definitely not her own, otherwise how can she hang around in the capital.

The daughter is a pig, what is she?

Gao Zhilan wanted to cry but had no tears, his heart was ashamed.

The only thing she was lucky about was that it was late at night, and not many people knew about it, so she wouldn't be too devastated.

In the future, as long as this pig is not taken out and the servants keep their mouths shut, it shouldn't spread to everyone...

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhu seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and before leaving, he smiled and said: "No, let her take your last name, it's getting late, the princess will come to look for you tomorrow morning, and then we will take Xiao Wangcai out for a walk Bend, take her to see the world, our daughter can't be a frog at the bottom of a well."

Gao Zhilan watched Zhu Zhu's carriage go away, his body could not help but totter, did she hear correctly?

Want to take it out to see the world?

With a pig?

What if she really wanted to disappear with this pig?

Is it too late to repent now?

She suddenly didn't dare to marry this princess...

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