His wife had no children. It was the time when her body and psychology were most fragile. Dong Zhiyuan really planned to accompany her, but he couldn't resist the wife of Duke Zhenguo sent someone to urge her and shout. He could only go back to the Dong family.

When he got home, Dong Zhiyuan pulled a handsome face without expression and went straight into Kuolang Courtyard where the Duke of Zhenguo lived. At this time, Duke of Zhenguo was sitting in front of the window and sulking. He suddenly heard the maid outside that the Fourth Master had come, and an old face covered with wrinkles continued to pull down. After the handsome young son entered the house, she shouted in extreme displeasure: "Which one is your family? If my mother doesn't call you, you won't come back yet, right?"

When the youngest son said he wanted to stay at his mother-in-law's house on the first day, she endured it. But he didn't show his face to home for several days!

She was so angry.

Dong Zhiyuan saluted his mother a little and sat down in the chair beside him. His wife, who had no children, was sad. As a husband, he was not the same. Little life, who had never been born in the world, was also his child: "I didn't tell my mother that I've told her that child, Miaomiaohuai's child is a little unstable, I want to accompany her."

At first, because the child in his wife's belly was still unknown, he didn't want to sue him, so as not to be happy for nothing. However, she kept asking questions. As a last resort, he asked the servant to take the truth back.

Unfortunately, the child was still not kept.

Dong Zhiyuan sighed weakly, and didn't know how to speak to his mother.

"Your wife finally has good news, mom knows you are happy." The grandmother of Duke Zhenguo raised her gradually sparse eyebrows, her tone was a little excited and mixed with a little dissatisfaction. "Mom is not not allowed to accompany her, but you should also take the time to go back home and ask her to ask her carefully, would your wife still be unhappy if she has the blood of our Dong family?"

The youngest son is already old. According to common sense, he should have become a father. Although the good news is a little late, it has been hoped for by people.

This son is of course the best one born.

If not...

"Mom..." Looking at her mother's old face, Dong Zhiyuan said slowly in a heavy mood, "Miaomiao was unstable and the child was not saved. She had miscarriage." He didn't want to stimulate his mother with this matter at all, but even if his wife had miscarriage for a while, she could not hide it for a lifetime. When she came back from the princess's house after her confinement period, her mother would know sooner or later.

The grandmother of Duke Zhenguo was about to ask her daughter-in-law about her pregnancy. After all, the servant's message was too vague and complete. Unexpectedly, before she could ask, the youngest son threw a bomb for her first, which made her stunned for a moment before she raised her voice and asked, "Zhiyuan, what did you say?! The child is gone! How could it be gone!"

Even though she didn't like Gao Miaomiao, she was shocked when she heard the news of her miscarriage. The child in her belly was her biological grandson.

Dong Zhiyuan rubbed his forehead tiredly and whispered: "Miaomiao's body is weak, but she has been too tired for a while. The child has only been more than a month, so..."

The face of Duke Zhenguo's grandson changed a few times. Finally, he slapped the table and said angrily: "I just said that there are so many troubles in her family. The sickness and troubles of Zhenguo's grandson are not a few days of peace. I always call her back to my parents' home. Now it's even more amazing. I've lost my poor grandson." Duke Zhenguo's grandson's grandson is getting angry the more she thinks about it. I can't help but criticize Gao Miaomiao again, "There is also your wife, she is still running around with her child, staying in our house well. Will such a thing happen?!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Zhiyuan first distinguished Gao Miaomiao: "Miaomiao doesn't know that she is pregnant..."

As for the latter sentence of his mother's complaint, Dong Zhiyuan also agreed with it. If his wife had stayed at home safely, she would not have had this experience now.

"You are still protecting her?" Seeing that the youngest son was still expelling his daughter-in-law at this moment, the Duke of Zhenguo couldn't help but glared at the old debts of the past, "I told you before that there was no such thing as a married woman and running to her parents' home all day long. You always don't take it seriously. Now, it's okay. God finally opened his eyes and wanted to call you a father. She didn't have the blessing and couldn't even save a child!"

My mother was talking nonstop, and Dong Zhiyuan didn't say anything, but just waited silent.

The grandmother of Duke Zhenguo was old and could not help but feel a little breathless when she said more. She picked up the tea bowl and drank a few sips of tea to moisten her throat. Her excitement also calmed down a little: "What happened in the mansion? Your servant couldn't find out, and she would just stammer and say that she was useless."

Dong Zhiyuan stayed in Princess Yixuan's Mansion for several days. He should have known what he shouldn't have known. Anyway, he knew everything now. He frowned and slowly said, "It's something that happened to my second aunt."

"It's the one who messes up again!" The Grandmaster of Zhenguo had no favoritism towards Gao Yunyun. Zhenji was in a private house and shouted and shouted to kill him. He was simply not at all moral. "What's wrong with her? Did she beat her man or make her mother-in-law sick, so the Han family came to ask for an explanation again."

The Duke of Zhenguo had these two speculations, because Gao Yunyun had committed these two criminal records early, and the number of times was definitely greater than three.

Dong Zhiyuan twitched, "None of them." He has always disliked his wife's second sister's behavior.

"None of them?" The wife of Duke Zhen was slightly surprised. Apart from bullying her man and being strong with her mother-in-law, what else could she do?

Dong Zhiyuan said with a look of shame: "She is not aware of her wife's words, and she is already separated from her husband."

The correct answer is obviously a bit too out of line. The Grandma Zhenguo was stunned for a long time before scolding with disgust: "This shameless thing is really a defeat." The Dong family and Princess Yixuan's mansion are also in-laws. Gao Yunyun is so cruel that the lintel of the Duke Zhenguo's mansion must be criticized. She said with a gloomy face, "She did such a dirty and ugly thing, and the Grand Princess can still tolerate her?" Shouldn't she let her die and preserve her reputation?

Dong Zhiyuan frowned and said, "I said I would lock her up and ask her to eat vegetarian food and worship Buddha in the future."

Upon hearing this, the Grandma Zhenguo Duke pulled the corner of her mouth and sneered: "She ignores her reputation."

"Neither the Gao family nor the Han family will be public. The two families' separation only claims to the outside world that two people really can't survive." The tree wants to be a bark, and the Han family doesn't want their son to bear the reputation of being covered with green clouds, which makes the whole capital laugh.

The irony at the corner of the Duke of Zhenguo's mouth became deeper: "They are just fooling fools." Who would really believe it?

Dong Zhiyuan rubbed his eyebrows and remained silent again.

Seeing her son showing a tired face, the Duke of Zhenguo suddenly felt very distressed and said, "Since your wife has already miscarried, let her raise her there first." Although she didn't like this daughter-in-law, she also knew that women with miscarriage also had to go to confinement and could not go back and forth. "Anyway, she has her own mother to take care of her and she can't feel wronged. Don't go there again. Look at you, she is haggard, so she should take a break at home..."

Ji Zishan waited patiently for two days before heading to Princess Yixuan's mansion.

This time she was the only one, not pulling Yao Dejin.

Due to the incident in Princess Yixuan's mansion, the whole mansion was quiet. For fear that someone would be careless, he was beaten to vent by his master as a leader. Ji Zishan didn't even go to see Princess Yixuan and asked her to tell her that Gao Yunyun would make trouble to this point, which was inseparable from Princess Yixuan's indulgence. The flesh fell from her body was nothing more than the difference between the palm of her palm and the back of her hand, but she was obviously not as good as Gao Yunyun.

Ji Zishan only asked someone to tell you a good word to Gao Miaomiao for Princess Yixuan.

When Ji Zishan saw Gao Miaomiao, she felt so distressed that she wanted to cry.

The girl with thin cheeks was wearing a snow-white underwear, with black hair all over her head, staring at the top of the tent with her eyes blindly, without blinking, as if she had been drained from life. Ji Zishan stopped Cui'er, who wanted to call Gao Miaomiao, waved her hand and told her to leave, and then walked in gently.

"Fan, you're here." The room was so quiet. Even though Ji Zishan put his steps very lightly, Gao Miaomiao still heard some movement. She slowly turned her face and smiled slightly at Ji Zishan.

Ji Zishan walked to the bed, pressed Gao Miaomiao, who was trying to leave the pillow, and whispered: "Sister Miaomiao, stop moving, you know, I never cared about these empty rituals." Although Gao Miaomiao was Ji Zishan's playmate, because of his different identities, he should have treated Ji Zishan with respect as a minister. When he was in front of others, Ji Zishan could not stop him, but in private, she never asked Gao Miaomiao to salute her.

The hands holding the palms were a little cold, Ji Zishan whispered: "Sister Miaomiao, you can't catch a cold, so put your hands in the quilt." As she said that, she was about to stuff her hand under the quilt, but it was not successful.

Gao Miaomiao held Ji Zishan's palm in her back hand, and asked with a tragic look of tears: "Fan, isn't I useless? I finally have a child, but I can't keep it."

"Sister Miaomiao, this matter is not your fault at all." Seeing Gao Miaomiao's face full of sorrow, Ji Zishan was also very sad for her.

Big tears rolled out, Gao Miaomiao sobbed uncontrollably, "But it is indeed I lost it..."

Ji Zishan raised a handkerchief and gently wiped Gao Miaomiao's tears. She was good at making people happy, but she was not very good at comforting people. After thinking for a long time, she said hard: "I can't blame you for this. Sister Miaomiao, don't be too sad. You are still young. After you have a good body, you will have children in the future. Don't cry anymore. It's bad for your health."

Gao Miaomiao kept sobbing and said, "But I just want to cry, I can't help it..."

"Then you cry for the last time and never cry again, okay?" Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Ji Zishan simply suggested that she vent her heart and maybe she would cry again, so that the discomfort would be reduced a little.

Gao Miaomiao pounced on Ji Zishan's arms and cried for a long time.

Until she returned to her princess's house, Gao Miaomiao's sad crying was still circling in Ji Zishan's ears. When she entered the room, she saw a lot of children awake. The wet nurse was waving her rattle and teasing her. Seeing Ji Zishan coming, the wet nurse quickly got up to salute. Ji Zishan waved her hand and signaled her to go down first, and then sat down next to her daughter's small bed.

The child was full of energy. After seeing the most familiar face of his mother, he was rarely excited and waving his little arms, as if he was asking for a hug.

Ji Zishan originally wanted to continue shaking the rattle for her daughter, but when she saw her showing her close and attachment, she put it down before she got the rattle in her hand, turned to hold her daughter in her arms, and patted her gently and coaxed her: "Little Guai, do you miss your mother, right..."

While coaxing her daughter, Ji Zishan was still thinking about Gao Miaomiao, hoping that she could get out of her sadness as soon as possible.

At noon, Mu Huaiqian came back from outside. He stared at Ji Zishan's face for a while, then frowned and asked, "Fan Fan, were you crying today?"

Ji Zishan subconsciously touched the corner of her eyes: "Is it obvious?" Gao Miaomiao cried too heartbrokenly, and Ji Zishan couldn't bear the tears.

"Little bit." Mu Huaiqian replied with his lips pursed.

Ji Zishan said lightly, then held her cheeks back, and said lazily: "Go and clean your face and wash your hands quickly. The lunch is ready, and I'll wait for you to come back to serve."

But Mu Huaiqian did not get up and moved, but instead hugged the rare and virtuous princess wife in his arms, and his voice was gentle and low: "I went to the Western Xinjiang, do you know if I was seriously injured when I cried?"

"What are you asking about this?" Ji Zishan raised her eyelashes and said with a puzzled look on her face.

Mu Huaiqian smiled warmly: "I have never asked you, but I suddenly remembered it today, so I asked."

"...I forgot." Ji Zishan muttered softly.

Mu Huaiqian raised his eyebrows speechlessly: "Can you forget this? Is there any?"

"How can I not forget this? I was still young and had a bad memory." Ji Zishan argued.

General Mu Huaiqian reminded him with slight relief: "Manmanniang, that year, you were fifteen years old." You are not young at all.

Seeing Mu Huaiqian asking questions all the time, Ji Zishan's arrogant temper came up and grabbed his collar and said angrily: "You have the nerve to ask, when you left, why did you tell me not to worry, you will definitely come back safely, but in the end, I almost got to be a widow before I got married. I was so angry that I didn't have time to cry secretly."

"So, you didn't cry at all?" Mu Huaiqian couldn't hide his disappointment.

Seeing that Mu Huaiqian seemed to be really sad and lost, Ji Zishan stammered and changed her mouth again: "Actually, it's not... I didn't cry at all, I just cried... a little bit, well, my brother kept hiding the news of your injury from me. He didn't tell me this until you turned the risk, so... I wasn't particularly sad at that time... If he had told me early in the morning, I would probably..."

"Do you still remember what happened when we first met after I came back from Xijiang?" Seeing the princess' wife stuttering her words, Mu Huaiqian's eyes flashed and she said, "Oh, by the way, that year, you and the hairpin were fifteen years old. Don't tell me again that you were young at that time and couldn't remember it."

Ji Zishan gently hit Mu Huaiqian, and teased her eyes: "Anyway, I remember you have a nosebleed!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Huaiqian also chuckled softly: "You remember this clearly."

"I still remember that you said it was too harsh tonic and it was a little bit angry." Now that I remembered the scene at that time, Ji Zishan still felt very funny.

Mu Huaiqian glared at the princess's wife and whispered: "I don't say that, so what should I say? Do you want me to say..."

Seeing that Mu Huaiqian stopped at the critical point, Ji Zishan couldn't help but poke his waist and urged, "What are you saying?"

"...I forgot." Comrade Mu Huaiqian, who is close to the Imperial Arts, knows how to learn and apply it well.

Upon hearing this, Ji Zishan rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Don't pretend to be a little tender onion to me, and said you don't remember it either. General Mu, please remember that you are four years older than me."

Mu Huaiqian held the waist of the princess wife, pulled her tightly to her body, and lowered her voice, "Four years ago, you grew up, and it's more than half a year older than you. I haven't seen me for more than half a year. You said I was a very young adult man. I was so excited that I was a little too excited when I saw the girl I had been thinking about day and night?" Seeing the princess wife leaning against her, Mu Huaiqian couldn't help but add, "Of course, I did get a little too ruthless in tonic. You don't know, my brother-in-law asked me to stew supplements every day, and I almost raised me as a pig."

"Just as much as your appetite is, it's not much different from a pig." Ji Zishan complained with a smile.

To a certain extent, Ji Zishan is now a breeder. She has to prepare a sumptuous meal every day and feed General Mu Huaiqian who has a great appetite.

Mu Huaiqian countered without hesitation: "You seem to have a very small appetite, but you are so different from the pig again."

"What are you talking about?" Ji Zishan's eyes rolled up and she was angry.

But Mu Huaiqian kissed the princess's wife with a smile: "It's not your fault that we are born with a pair of people. When you were only a little older, you secretly asked me if I would be your little prince-consort. What kind of relationship did you know about men and women at that time? Didn't you just think of me as the most and think that I like the most, so you took a fancy to me?"

"You are quite self-aware." Ji Zishan said with a groan.

Mu Huaiqian said seriously, "No, you said it at that time. If I was willing to agree, you would bring me some delicious food every day."

"Hehe, I really can't remember these things very clearly." This sentence has not been adulterated. It has been more than ten years since then. Ji Zishan really can't remember how she specifically flirted with Comrade Mu Huaiqian, and now she only has some general impressions left.

Mu Huaiqian caressed the princess's wife's soft hair and said gently: "It's normal that you can't remember it, after all, you were only six years old at that time." As he said, he said with a deep meaning, "You were indeed young at that time and had a bad memory, so it should be."

"Hate, you're impressed me again." Ji Zishan pinched Mu Huaiqian's waist and eyes again.
To be continued...