Linyuan Dengxian

"I'm going to see Ale in the human world," Qingxu said suddenly, and Su Huan looked at her with a slight shock in his eyes, then turned to look at Wuyou, and said, "It turns out that the fairy hiding in Tianze Mountain is she".

Wuyou had a serious face, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"It's good to take care of each other, Fairy." Su Huan replied politely. Wuyou is like her. If she sees Wei Le suffering, she will be impulsive, but Qingxu will not. No matter whether she is in the human world or the fairy world, she always feels silent in her heart. , consider the overall situation in everything.

Su Huan saw that the two of them did not look at each other, their expressions were distant and indifferent, and said, "For 600 years, I have been separated from Immortal A Le forever, and it is extremely difficult to meet the one side."

Her blue eyes were gloomy, she turned around and left, the lingering voice lingered in her ears, and she said slowly, "It's not easy to know each other and get together for hundreds of years, why bother to torture each other?",

Wuyou raised his eyes to look at Qingxu, and saw her drooping her head and pursing her lips. Since she left the customs, since she appeared in the palace, she has never looked at her directly.

I wanted to apologize for the harsh words, but seeing her calm and breezy appearance, the words were stuck in her throat, so she swallowed them again.

The two fell into the human world and found Wei Le's whereabouts in a mansion in Yongzhou. In this life, Wei Le was named Yan Ange. He was born in a scholarly family. Girls, sitting in the garden.

"Mother, why hasn't Daddy come back yet? Fu'er misses him", Fu'er lay on her lap, holding a piece of jujube cake and eating, with a voice like glutinous rice, she said softly,

"Daddy is running around outside so he can bring Fuer back with delicious food." Yan Ange touched Fuer's head and said softly,

"The paper kite that Daddy brought back last time was pretty. Daddy promised Fu'er that he would bring back a rattle." Fu'er's mouth was covered with jujube cake, and Yan Ange wiped her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

"Ma'am, let the slaves come," said the servant next to her.

"No need." Yan Ange pinched Fu'er's face, "Master will come back from Xiangzhou in a few days. It's been a year. Clean up the books and four treasures in the study, and prepare some dishes that the master likes to eat. ",

Yan Ange married Meng Chen, the eldest son of Meng Chengyuan, the prefect of Yongzhou, so he was a well-matched couple.

"Yes, ma'am", the servant took the order, and he respected this lady who was knowledgeable, reasonable and gentle.

"Fuer, kowtow to grandma with mother", Yan Ange led Fuer to leave, "Mother, Fuer doesn't want to go", Fuer looked embarrassed, hid behind her, and whispered.

"Why?" Yan Ange squatted in front of her, hugged her, and asked, "Grandmother never smiled at Fuer." dislike".

The Menglin family favors sons over daughters. Although Meng Chen is the eldest son, he gave birth to a daughter, while the second son, Meng Ling, gave birth to a son. I have repeatedly mentioned to give birth to a son as soon as possible.

One is that Yan Ange loves Fu'er very much and doesn't want anyone to share her love with her, and the other is that after giving birth to Fu'er, she often suffers from illness, and Meng Chen is often away, so the birth of a son has been delayed.

"I never thought that A Le IX, there is only one life, and he is in love with a woman," Wuyou murmured,

Looking at the happy appearance of Yan Ange swinging on the swing with Fu'er in her arms, the same as the appearance of her looking at Su Huan passionately before the ninth world,

What kind of happiness is she most longing for?

"Some things, one lifetime is enough," Qing Xu said suddenly, such an unforgettable experience, even after several lifetimes, he still will not forget it.

It turned out that she didn't want to meet that kind of affection again, thinking of this, Wuyou's face became gloomy.

"The master is back!", the servant shouted in surprise from outside the door, Yan Ange got up happily, and led Fu'er to the door, "Daddy, Daddy is back", Fuer broke free from Yan Ange's hand, and rushed forward happily .

"Fuer, be careful." Meng Chen hugged Fuer, put her aside, and said with a smile, "Don't bump into someone."

Fu'er looked and saw a woman in a white shirt standing beside Meng Chen, with plain robes and black silk, her abdomen was slightly bulging, and she was full of smiles.

Yan Ange's complexion suddenly changed, and he stood there, his fingers trembling slightly, "Ange", Meng Chen showed a trace of guilt in his eyes, but he also pulled the woman beside him forward, "This is the aunt I want to welcome into the door, called Su Huan".

Yan Ange clutched his forehead in pain, his body swayed slightly, and he leaned back,

"Madam, help Madam quickly!" The servant girl stepped forward, but Meng Chen's face showed embarrassment, and he wanted to step forward.

"Achen, I won't come in, you just find a house outside to settle me down," Su Huan said pitifully, biting her lip.

"Huan'er, don't talk nonsense, you are pregnant with the heir of the Chu family, how can you live outside? An Ge has a gentle temperament and will tolerate you." Meng Chen put Fu'er down and said, "Let's go back to the house with your mother."

"Where's the rattle that Daddy promised Fuer?" Fuer stretched out her little hand and asked, Meng Chen was stunned for a moment, then said, "Can Daddy bring it back sometime?"

Fu'er pouted in displeasure, shook her head and said, "Daddy's words don't count, Fuer is ignoring Daddy." She pretended to run back, and ran two steps. Seeing that Meng Chen didn't catch up to coax her, she stopped again. He stopped, turned around, and looked at Meng Chen with an aggrieved expression.

"Fu'er be good, don't be self-willed," Meng Chen told the servant girl, "Take the young lady back to the room." He walked away carefully with Su Huan on his arm.

Yan Ange's face was pale, and he hugged the crying Fu'er in his arms, coaxing softly. This family can no longer restore the peace and tranquility of the past.

Su Huan's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and everyone in the Meng family was quite nervous, especially the doctor who had seen it and quietly revealed to the old lady that she was pregnant with a grandson.

Meng Lin was very happy, and told everyone in the Meng family not to neglect this new aunt and the child in her belly.

Yan Ange's position in the main room was neglected, not to mention that Meng Chen was not seen all day long, and even the number of maids and servants were much less. Seeing that the cold winter was approaching, the house was getting colder day by day, but the charcoal delivered It is getting less and less every day.

"Chuntao, this charcoal-burned Fu'er's eyes are uncomfortable, you can ask the housekeeper, but there is still good charcoal, send some here." Yan Ange sat on the couch with Fu'er in his arms, and asked,

Chuntao hesitated and said, "I asked about it a long time ago, and said that the old lady ordered that all the best silver bone charcoal be sent to that man's yard, and the rest are defective products."

"If Daddy has a younger brother, I don't want Fu'er anymore." Fu'er curled up in Yan Ange's arms, her nose was reddish from the cold, and said with a sob, "No." Yan Ange lowered his head to coax her, "No." Words are getting more and more emboldened.

In the middle of winter and heavy snow, Su Huan in the pavilion was wrapped in a sable fur cape, which made her face fat and bulging, but her face remained the same, with almond eyes, flowing eyebrows, and bright pupils.

She looked back with a smile, and shouted, "Ma'am", Yan Ange stood where she was, resisting inwardly.

"Ma'am, come and sit down." Su Huan waved and said softly. Yan Ange wanted to leave, but Su Huan grabbed her hand, which was cold, and Yan Ange was shocked, and broke away from her hand. He said seriously, "What's the matter with you?",

"Why does Madam see Su Huan as a snake and scorpion?" Su Huan smiled, stroked her belly, and said, "Su Huan never thought of hurting Madam."

There seemed to be a thorn in his mind, and the thorn was painful. Yan Ange turned pale and forced a smile, "You and I are in Mengzhai together, and I have no intention of fighting with you, but I hope that the well water will not interfere with the river water, so that we can live in peace."

"We're all safe and well," Su Huan repeated, raising his eyes and smiling, "Ma'am is thinking too much, Su Huan is young, so she should serve her sister",

"No, you don't have to come to serve tea every day from now on, so you can rest and recuperate." Yan Ange evaded, she was startled when she didn't see Su Huan.

After Su Huan got started, every morning, he would offer tea to Yan Ange without hesitation, with a humble attitude, but Yan Ange's eyelids always twitched.

Later, seeing that Su Huan was pregnant with Liujia, the Menglin family wanted to avoid asking for peace, but Su Huan insisted that the rules should not be broken, and she should do it personally, which won the love of the old lady and Meng Chen.

After many days, the dying Yan Ange still couldn't figure out why such a calm and elegant person had such a vicious heart.

The snow that day was particularly heavy, falling in a rustle, and the sky was cloudy. The pond in front of the Meng Family's courtyard was covered with thin ice, and the koi were swimming slowly under the frozen water.

Su Huan was carried into the ancestral house surrounded by servant girls. She was covered in blood, her face was pale, and her plain brocade clothes were stained crimson with blood. She just held Meng Chen's hand tightly and cried out mournfully, "Save my child".

Meng Lin and Meng Chen were furious, and beat the servants and maids who were serving Su Huan hard, only the maid could not help but tell the truth, saying that it was Miss Fu'er who knocked Mrs. Su down on purpose .

When the news reached Yan Ange, while she was embroidering, her whole body trembled violently, and her fingers were pricked with blood beads, and then her heart felt the pain of the needle prick.

She staggered into the gate of the ancestral house, knelt down on the ground, and said, "Fu'er would never do such a thing." Meng Lin stepped forward and slapped Yan Ange hard. Meng Chen looked into her eyes , like snakes and scorpions.

"Achen, you have to trust me, trust Fu'er," Yan Ange shouted while pulling Meng Chen's robe, but he threw it away violently, his usual handsome face became ferociously distorted, and angrily said, "Bitch! , are all your bastards!"

Several doctors came in and out, but in the end they couldn't keep the child in Su Huan's stomach.

Yan Ange knelt outside the door, her legs were numb, only to hear Su Huan's shrill cries and angry cries from inside the room, and those who heard it were sad and wept.

Meng Lin sat slumped on the seat, patted her thigh and cried loudly, "My grandson! My miserable grandson!",

"Ma'am, I can't find Miss anywhere!" Chuntao rushed in hurriedly.

"Where did miss go?" Yan Ange grabbed her and asked, his fingers stuck in the flesh of Chuntao's arm,

"I don't know, Miss Xu knew that she had caused trouble and hid it." Chuntao cried anxiously, "What should I do? Ma'am, it's so cold outside, don't freeze Miss."