For Fu Rong, this year's May happy events have been repeated.

First, it was the Dragon Boat Festival, and I followed my third brother Fu You to have a son, and my fifth sister Fu Mi made a marriage. In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month. The manager of the Liang Mansion came to report the news in a hurry, and Fu Wan was about to give birth.

It happened that Xu Jin was at home today, so he asked Xu Jia to prepare the carriage first. When everything was ready, he helped Fu Rong to tell her the good news: "Don't worry, the car is ready, let's go slowly, and it's time to hurry up."

I still remember Fu Rong's anxious look when Fu Wansheng and Yuanyuan were born that year.

Of course Fu Rong would not be anxious like that, and told Mei Xiang’s wet nurse to take good care of Brother Wang, who was still resting. She and Xu Jin slowly walked to the front yard.

In midsummer, the cicadas kept shouting. When they arrived on the carriage, Fu Rong was sweating all over and said to Xu Jin: "It's hard for my sister to go through confinement this time, it's such a hot day."

Xu Jin had never given birth to a child, but he had seen Fu Rong during confinement. After wiping her sweat, he shook the fan and touched her belly: "I can still plant it. I have a strong twelfth lunar month, so I don't have to be afraid of the heat."

He also wanted to compare this kind of thing, and Fu Rong glared at him angrily.

Xu Jin smiled proudly, his hands kept moving.

Seeing him fanning her naturally, his handsome face turned red and his forehead was covered with sweat. Fu Rong suddenly felt sour in his heart and quickly turned around.

Xu Jin kept staring at her. Seeing that she was crying without warning, she panicked and did not dare to touch her by force. He quickly turned over and held her shoulder and said anxiously: "Why are you crying again? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Fu Rong shook his head. Da Xiatian didn't feel hot anymore. He buried it in his chest and started crying, "The prince is kind to me, I, I miss the prince..."

He was so kind to her. The scene of Huying's childhood was still vivid in my mind. Fu Rong could not imagine how she would live without her. June is coming soon, and Xu Jin is about to go to war in August. Fu Rong couldn't bear to leave Xu Jin's journey, let alone his life was at risk. No matter how Xu Jin guaranteed her that he wouldn't have any trouble, Fu Rong could not be completely at ease.

She kept crying, Xu Jin was both distressed and confused, "Miss me? I'm not by your side..."

Halfway through speaking, I suddenly understood why she cried.

Isn't I missing him or not?

this……

Xu Jin didn't know how to comfort her, so he put down the fan and took out a handkerchief to help her wipe her tears. He was about to see the guest in a while, and his chest was wet, and what was it like? When Fu Rong's tears gradually stopped, Xu Jin raised her chin and kissed her.

The red lips were moist, just like hers, as if they were all made of water.

Xu Jin slowly savored it, his heart filled with tenderness.

She was calm. He thought she had forgotten the war in August or was completely relieved. Unexpectedly, she just didn't show it. She kept in mind. I don't know how it touched my heart today and could no longer hold it back. If she only regarded him as a reliance on wealth and prosperity, she would worry and would not cry. If she cried, it means that she really had him in her heart. Those tears were all because she couldn't bear to shed him.

It's not acting, because there is no need to act, because she doesn't know that he remembers his previous life, and she doesn't know that he will understand why she cries.

"Dani, do you like me?"

After letting go of her lips, Xu Jin asked with her face in her hand.

Fu Rong opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face near him with tears in his eyes. The phoenix eyes were calm, as calm as water, but there was something surging under the water, as if he only needed her to give her a reason, and he would absorb her in so that she could see the magnificence in his eyes.

"I like it." She stared into his eyes and murmured.

Why don’t she like it? Even if her heart is a stone, she will be softened by the warmth bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit.

"How much do you like it?" Xu Jin liked to listen, but he couldn't hear enough.

How much do you like it?

Fu Rong didn't know either, she only knew that she wanted to kiss him, but now she wanted to kiss him.

He held his waist with his hand and couldn't lift it up. Fu Rongqing couldn't help but stretched his neck and closed his eyes and sent his lips over.

Her eyelashes were wet, and tears rolled down when they closed, like the last drop of a summer rain, falling on the pink lotus petals and rolling down suddenly.

Xu Jin pressed her back tightly and held her beautiful lips again.

The car suddenly became hot, and her side face, her neck, and her ears became the most delicious delicacies. Xu Jin's relatives were not enough to love them enough, and his hands couldn't help but want to touch her clothes. He wanted her, and only by wanting her could he vent his tenderness and fill his empty heart with her beauty and her gentle oriole singing.

"Thick..."

How could there be such a woman in this world? He can't let go of his blood when he is angry, and he is willing to give him his life when he is obedient. Is it because he can only touch her? No, Xu Jin is not just for the sake of physical desire. He swallows up his anger and wants to give up someone. If Fu Rong changed his temperament, he would either kill her early, or completely forget this person, or let her give birth to a son and then leave his mother to keep her son, but Fu Rong is capable of making him unable to give up...

He really wanted to give his life to her, but Fu Rong didn't care about his life, nor did he care about his dishonest hand. His lips left him, his upper body retreated, and his hands pressed his bad hand together, blushed and gasped, and his eyes were soft and watery, and he acted coquettishly with him: "I'm hot..."

Xu Jin resisted the urge to swallow and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm hot, thick, I'll help you get rid of it..."

Who wants him to take it off?

Fu Rong pushed him away, moved to the side, accidentally sat on the round fan, Fu Rong pulled it out with his backhand, held back his laughter and handed it to him: "I'm hot, the prince fanned me."

Xu Jin was stunned.

Fu Rong pursed his lips and smiled, and pushed his chest with a round fan: "Can you help me?"

Xu Jin looked at her, then at her belly, and accepted the fate and took the fan, "The princess has a life, how dare I not obey?"

Fu Rong's shoulders trembled with a smile.

Xu Jin was not a fool, so he moved to Fu Rong, fanned her with his right hand, pulled her hand over her left hand and reached into her clothes, staring at her blushing face and said, "The princess is hot, I'm going to help the princess fan, but I'm itchy, the princess feels sorry for me, help me rub it?"

He was not serious, Fu Rong opened his eyes and said angrily: "It will be here in a while."

Xu Jin opened the curtains and signaled her to see: "How far hasn't you walked out of our palace yet."

Fu Rong knew that he could not escape, and he was so uncomfortable that he was crying because she cried, so he lowered his head and helped him.

Xu Jin didn't like to pull his belt away through his clothes, and said shamelessly: "It's so cool."

Fu Rong turned his head and spitted on him.

Xu Jin was also happy to bite him. While fanning her, she watched her slender hands work hard for him...

The carriage walked slowly and finally stopped, Fu Rong couldn't lift his arms.

Xu Jin had already packed up, got out of the car with great clothes, and then steadily carried her down.

"Stern uncle, third aunt!" Yuanyuan ran out excitedly, "You are so slow. Grandma, aunt and uncle have arrived early!" The little girl became sensible. Knowing that the third aunt was pregnant and could not touch her younger brother and sister, she rushed to Xu Jin.

Xu Jin held his breath, touched Yuanyuan's head, then went over to talk to Xu Jia without any trace, and then walked to the other side of Fu Rong.

Yuanyuan held Fu Rong with her right hand and Fu Xuan who was driven out with her left hand, happily throwing her third uncle behind her head.

Today, people are very complete. Fu Pinyan and Fu Chen are all there, and they come out with Liang Tong to pick them up, and Xu Jin is waiting for news with them in the front yard.

It was probably easier to have a second child than the first time. The red sun hangs westward, and the wind blowing towards me was a little cool. Suddenly, a happy baby cries came from the delivery room.

He is a young master.

Qiao was very happy. When she wiped Fu Wan's sweat, she never closed her mouth and kept smiling.

This time Fu Rong was not in the delivery room, and he was waiting for news with Fu Xuanyuanyuan. After the child was packed, several people watched it together. Fu Rong laughed first. This nephew was so dark that he was exactly the same as his father.

Yuanyuan also looked at her younger brother with disgust: "It's so dark, it's not as good as the prince, Dalang Erlang Baijing! It's even darker than Ling Shou!"

Liang Tong was quite proud and took over his precious son and kissed him in a rare way: "Men should be black, but those who are not black are all..."

Before the word "little white face" came out, Fu Chen coughed hard next to him.

Liang Tong suddenly became mute, looked at the father-in-law and the prince and brother-in-law next to Fu Chen, and hid in the delivery room with his son in his arms.

Yuanyuan followed in excitedly.

My sister gave birth to a child safely. Fu Rong was relieved because she was thinking about her son at home, so she didn't have dinner here at night and went home with Xu Jin.

Here, the Prince Huai Mansion was very happy, Cui Wan received a letter from Xu Han who sent someone to him, saying that he could return to Beijing on the tenth day of the lunar month.

Looking at the familiar handwriting, tears fell in Cui Wan's eyes.

She didn't do it on purpose, she really didn't do it on purpose. She wanted to have a good life with her sixth brother, but God couldn't stand her well...

At night, Cui Wan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

It is the ninth day of the lunar month, and Xu Jun will go home tomorrow.

The maids around them were all happy, even Bai Ling pretended to behave well, but Cui Wan forced herself to smile.
Chapter completed!