Cold and warm depend on each other

In the blink of an eye at the beginning of June, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. There is no major event on the Junshan Mountain. Xue Wanxiang has a rare leisure time. She wakes up in the morning and takes care of some trivial things. Now she is sitting by the window sill, embroidering a fold of proud plum blossoms, and talking about home with Xier gossip.Occasionally, a gust of wind blew by, stirring a strand of hair from her temples, fascinating her eyes.

Xi'er probed into her hand and saw that it was a light blue autumn robe, and when she looked carefully, it was my uncle's new clothes as expected. "Miss, it's too early to make autumn clothes this month, isn't it?"

Xue Wanxiang pinned her broken hair behind her ears and closed her stitches. Hearing her smiling and talking like this, she knew it was a joke, so she glanced at her. "Although it's midsummer, the mountains are cool in the morning and evening. When the robes are ready, the leaves will fall. The wind blew up the night before, and I always feel stuffy these two days." The feeling came again.Xue Wanxiang put down her needle and thread and pressed her chest, frowning slightly.

Seeing this, Xi'er hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to her. Xue Wanxiang brushed her hand away and turned to walk towards the ear room.

She jumped up and jumped into the ear room, helping her young lady to come out slowly, Xue Wanxiang's face paled a little, and she tried her best to order: "Go and tell Ningyu, let the back kitchen make a decoction to dispel the wind."

Xi'er agreed, helped her to lean on the imperial concubine's couch, walked a few steps towards the door, turned around suddenly, looked at her young lady's frail appearance, and said hesitantly: "Miss, how about asking Miracle Doctor Fan to come here?" Show you?"

Fan Mingguang traveled all over the world to collect rare medicines from Luoshan Mountain, and he heard that he just returned to Junshan Mountain yesterday.

Xue Wanxiang shook her head, not wanting to bother her teachers. "It's just a small matter. Don't you get sick for a few days every spring and summer? Go ahead." She leaned on the couch and closed her eyes to rest, her body was getting tired more and more recently.

Xi'er stepped out of the room, still feeling apprehensive, thinking about it, she always felt that the responsibility was heavy, she turned back and walked up to the couch, leaned into her young lady's ear, and whispered: "Miss, Your Tiangui seems to be several days late..."

Xue Wanxiang was slightly taken aback, her bright eyes were like water, slightly rippling.

Su Zhe and a few senior brothers were dancing knives and guns in the martial arts hall. They were obviously taken aback when they received the news, and suddenly jumped up, lifted their legs and ran towards Yuancheng Pavilion.Chen Hao stomped his feet behind and shouted: "Sword! Sword!" Su Zhe threw the long sword into the bushes while running, scaring the passing boys away from him by a foot.

The vermilion gate of Yuancheng Pavilion was wide open on the left and right, Su Zhe ran to the main house in a hurry, there were already several people sitting or standing in the small flower hall.

Qin Shiyu sat at the inlaid jade table, with a cup of hot tea in his hand, he didn't drink it, he just put it aside, Ningyu and Jinyuan were there, accompanying his wife on one left and one on the right.Cao Mosheng stood a little further away, as if he was admiring the antique decorations on the treasure shelf, but he was actually listening with his ears up.

Su Zhe still remembered saluting to his master and wife. Her teacher waved her hands straight, her eyes staring at the direction of the sleeping and lying, almost staring at the flowers.Su Zhe walked in quickly, and saw his daughter-in-law leaning on the imperial concubine's couch with her bright wrist resting on the pulse pillow.

Xi'er saw her uncle coming in, she bent her knees, and took two steps back cleverly.Su Zhe didn't dare to vent his anger, seeing that Xue Wanxiang's expression didn't look like he was frightened, he was slightly relieved.It's just that a group of people in the small flower hall were all staring eagerly at the other end of the pulse pillow, which coincided with Fan Mingguang who was checking the pulse with his eyes.

After a while, Doctor Fan opened his eyes, Qin Shiyu and Cao Mosheng surrounded him, Su Zhe walked to the side of the imperial concubine's bed, lowered his hands, and held hands with Xue Wanxiang.

The old god Fan Mingguang looked at Su Zhe, turned his gaze, and landed on their hands holding each other, and smiled: "Congratulations, you two are going to be mothers."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Su Zhe jumped up, and the corners of his eyes and brows were stained with joy in an instant: "I'm going to be a mother!!! Wanxiang!!!" She shouted and turned around , suddenly picked up Xue Wanxiang, and turned around twice in place. "We are going to be mothers!!!"

Xue Wanxiang was also happy, but everyone in the room was watching.She was held in Su Zhe's arms, and she had to hug Su Zhe's neck tightly, her ears were red with shame.

"Okay, okay! Put down the pan incense quickly. Tilt her stomach carefully." Qin Shiyu smiled and asked Fan Mingguang: "Old man, what else does our pan incense need to eat to keep healthy? You and I Said. They have never had children, and they don’t understand.”

One sentence kills a whole room of people.Oh, the daughter-in-law may not be buried.

Su Zhe's left ear went in and his right ear went out, all his thoughts were on his daughter-in-law, Xue Wanxiang blushed and said softly, "Let me down."

Cao Mosheng clapped his hands and smiled, and raised his hand to ask Mr. Fan to go to the study. The red envelope with the bank note he sealed half a year ago can finally come in handy today.Qin Shiyu gave Su Zhe a few words, and took the maids out together, leaving the young couple to talk alone.

After the door was closed and covered, Su Zhe put Xue Wanxiang down, but not on the cold bluestone floor, but on his own long legs.She was sitting in a ring chair, hugging Xue Wanxiang with both hands, resting her chin on her shoulder, the smile on her face was unrestrained, and she said stickyly: "Wanxiang~~~"

"Huh?~~" Xue Wanxiang leaned into her arms, rubbing her cheek against her forehead.

Su Zhe raised his head and gave her a "boo" on her face, one hand wrapped around her waist, and the other hand carefully stroked her still flat belly, his talking eyes turned into crescent moons: " We have a baby."

"Are you happy?" Seeing her smiling like a child, Xue Wanxiang also frowned.

"Happy. Very happy!!!" Su Zhe took a little bit of strength and hugged Xue Wanxiang tighter: "From now on, we will be a family of three. There is me, you, and baby." After a pause, he continued, "What name should we give our doll?"

"Didn't you call it Little Baozi?" Xue Wanxiang teased her with curled lips.

Su Zhe shook his head like a rattle: "Little Baozi is a general name. No matter how many babies you have in the future, they will all be Xiaobaozi. We need to name them."

"How many babies are you going to have???" Xue Wanxiang was startled, she sat up straight and stepped back a little distance to stare at her: "How many do you want to have???"

"It's up to you. I will accompany you as many children as you want. Give birth slowly, don't worry."

Xue Wanxiang: ...

"That's fine too. Let's take turns."

Su Zhe: ...

"Uh... I think it would be nice to have one. It's not easy to raise a child."

Xue Wanxiang looked at her without making a sound, but Su Zhe hugged her tightly again with a smile.

Within a long time, everyone in the Junshan faction knew that the young mistress was happy, and Yuancheng Pavilion was the first to be circled out. The best cook and the prompt wife were sent there.Doctor Fan said that the baby is still too young, Xue Wanxiang needs to stay in bed, Qin Shiyu takes over all the things in the house, Su Zhe can't wait to stay in the room all the time, and put other things on hold for now.

So a letter sent to Su Zhe from Chu City went round and round, and fell into the hands of the door owner's wife.

Qin Shiyu was sitting by the tea table, twisting the letter with two fingers, the handwriting on it was so familiar, she didn't need to read it carefully to know that it must be her naughty little bun, Cao Xiaoyu! !

Jin Yuan came in from the outside, seeing the expression on Madam's face, she couldn't help but get a bang on her forehead.She has been with Madam for more than ten years, and every time Madam is holding back some bad tricks, she will show such an expression with bright eyes.She silently lit a candle for the person held by the madam.

Qin Shiyu put down the letterhead, and said in a gentle voice, "Go to the martial arts hall and ask Junkai to come over."

Coming out of the main house, Mo Junkai felt that he should ask his wife to go to the temple to worship for him.The year is not good!What kind of tasks did Master and Mistress assign him every day! !

It was already two days later when I walked into Baitou town with my luggage and led the horse.Even with troubles in his heart, he still admired the scenery of the town full of wine.Junior Sister is really good at picking places, uh...or it should be said, Miss Liu is really good at picking places.

It was still early, Mo Junkai settled down at the inn near the winery, put down all the simple luggage, carried a small bag on his shoulder, and searched for the address given by his wife alone.

The town is not big, and there are several bluestone roads. It takes less than half an hour for a martial artist to reach the entrance of the alley. In front of a house with a half-hidden door, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door knocker. .

Liu Qingqing was sitting in the small flower hall of the main house, with a light gray short robe resting on her knees. The summer light was bright, and she was trying to mend the scratches on the cuffs.Qianqian, who usually plays the pipa, has now picked up a needle and thread for her sweetheart.

It's just that she is really not good at this, so she made a special trip to ask the embroidery lady in the town for advice.

Speaking of which, this embroiderer is not someone else, she is just a family member among the girls who see the doctor for their occasional headache and brain fever.

Liu Qingqing looked at the row of stitches on the cuffs that had been embroidered with great difficulty, and she pouted and sighed.Afterwards, the thought of sewing clothes for Cao Youqi with his own hands after he had practiced his craft made his heart sweet again.

"Miss, there are guests visiting..." Xiaoxiao walked to the door, her voice panicked: "Young Man Mo from the Junshan School..."

Liu Qingqing paused in her hand, and a thin needle pricked a red bloody hole on her fingertip.

Mo Junkai came out from behind Xiaoxiao, with a polite smile on his face, bowed his hands, and said, "Miss Liu, long time no see."

Xiaoxiao made tea for the young lady and the guests, and exited in a polite manner. To avoid suspicion, the door of the main house was left open. The scenery in the courtyard was beautiful and elegant, but it was a pity that there were few people who could appreciate it indifferently.

Mo Junkai was not long-winded, and explained his intention in a few words.Liu Qingqing's complexion gradually turned pale as she watched him take out a porcelain wine bottle from his backpack and put it on the table.

"Miss Liu, this is Wangqing. Miracle Physician Fan made it himself. You need to take a drop of your blood and turn it into wine. After drinking the wine, my junior sister will forget you in the Jianghu."

The summer breeze was so warm, Liu Qingqing felt cold all over her body when she looked at the small bottle of wine.