Chapter 355 (1/2)
Qingfeng realizes that it's not a contraceptive at all, but a drug to make her pregnant faster. Damn!
”Tuckahoe, don't tell me about it.” She didn't want to have another child. The child came so suddenly that her heart was in turmoil.
The master grabbed her palm and was sweating. Poria just wanted to ask her what happened. When she looked at the warm jade that the green maple was hanging on her waist, she understood what the master was flustered about. She gently helped her to the bedside. Poria whispered back, ”yes, the maid won't say it.”
Yan Han, lying alone in bed, was left out for too long, babbling, tuckahoe walked over and held him in his arms. Yan Han was almost one year old, shrinking in tuckahoe's arms and looking around. He was very familiar with the person Qingfeng, who would see every few days. Seeing Qingfeng still dazed, Yan Han stretched out his small hand and wiped away Qingfeng's face.
At the moment, Qingfeng is in a state of uneasiness. Suddenly, her face is warm. Her white soft hands touch her face all the time, and she pinches her face mischievously. If Qingfeng is shocked, her heart seems to be grasped by this small hand. It's a blank without any panic.
Poria didn't notice for a while, and the little guy in her arms made a bad impression. Seeing that Qingfeng's face was very far away, Poria hurriedly carried the little ancestor away. The master doesn't like to get close to this child. He doesn't even hold him at ordinary times. Now Will she be angry?
Poria looked at Qingfeng nervously, only to see her stay for a while, but she didn't get angry after returning to her mind. She just waved to her and said, ”take him back first.”
”Yes.” Tuckahoe breathed a sigh of relief, holding Yan Han out of the house. Standing outside the room, tuckahoe was worried about the master. The arrival of this child should be a good thing, but not a good thing.
”Sister Fuling, I'm afraid it's going to rain. I'll take an umbrella for you.”
Tuckahoe once came back to her senses. A little maid stood by. She had never seen her before. She may be the one who was chosen by Ruyi. Ruyi made a compromise when she did things. The Qingfeng hall was well organized, and the people who were chosen were also very discerning, careful and pleasant.
Tuckahoe looked up and saw the sky. It was really dark. It seemed that there would be a heavy rain. Tuckahoe nodded gently and said, ”OK.”
After a while, the little maid took a big black umbrella and handed it to tuckahoe. She said with a soft smile, ”this umbrella is bigger.”
Tuckahoe took over, handed the umbrella to the old mammy who was following her, and turned out of the breeze hall.
In the summer, the rain came down. Fortunately, there was an umbrella. Some of them came back to Yongle Palace in embarrassment. Tuckahoe changed a dress for the child and gave it to Mammy to hold. They were going to go back to the room to change a dress. When they passed the porch, they found that the umbrella which was placed obliquely by the door was familiar to them, much like the umbrella which had been placed in the main room for a long time.
Tuckahoe opened the umbrella and found two small characters on the handle. Tuckahoe smiled a little. It must be the little maid who saw the big umbrella and brought it. Tuckahoe picked up the dry cloth and carefully wiped the umbrella surface. He planned to dry the umbrella and put it away. Next time he went to the Qingfeng hall, he would take it with him. After all, the lady was very precious at that time.
When wiping the handle of the umbrella, tuckahoe accidentally looked at the two words on his eyes.
”Why?” How so familiar?
Qi Yu
Qi Yu! It's not Is Mingze's word? Why is Mingze's character engraved on the umbrella that Niang cares about? Outside thunder bursts, tuckahoe stay in place, brain a blank, umbrella in hand fell to the ground also don't know.
It was a night of torrential rain. The rain seemed to fall from the sky. Mingze could only stand on the porch to watch the night. He leaned against the pillar of the corridor and stared at the yard. The rain fell on the bluestone board and splashed water mist.
At this time, the door which had been closed suddenly opened. It's past midnight. It's time to rest. Mingze stood up alert and stared at the door. Tuckahoe's thin figure came out. Mingze's tense nerves slowed down. Sometimes he was on duty at night. Tuckahoe often made some food for him, but it was not as late as today.
Mingze just wanted to keep her eyes open, but found that Poria cocos today is different from the past. The water splashed on the stone steps beside the corridor by the heavy rain splashed her skirt. She stood at the door of the room, her eyes slightly red, and her eyes stared at him strangely.
Mingze frowned slightly, and did not walk past, looking back at her indifferently.
”You and the master have known each other for a long time, haven't you?”
It rained heavily, and the voice of tuckahoe was almost drowned by the rain. Mingze was a martial artist. Naturally, she heard her words, and there was a flash of surprise in her cold eyes. Mingze walked towards her slowly, but did not answer her words.
Tuckahoe stared at the still silent eyes, and his voice trembled. I don't know whether it was because of panic or anger. ”That rainy night, you gave the umbrella to the master, so you knew it a long time ago. That day, in the inner room, you rushed in, you held her...”
”What are you talking about?” Mingze drinks in a low voice, his face is gray, and interrupts what Poria wants to say.
Tuckahoe also knew that if someone else listened to this, what would happen? He took a deep breath and didn't go on. Mingze saw that she seemed to be calm for a while. He didn't want to explain anything to her. He turned around to go. Unexpectedly, Poria suddenly came forward and grabbed his sleeve.
”In fact, what you did before is not helping me at all, but helping her, isn't it?” Other, she can not ask, but this matter, she wants to know, want an answer.