Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

After a while, Huo Bei walked over lightly: "Madam, the fifth young master is at the door. He said he wants to see you."

Hearing this, Xu Yu nodded and pinched Chao Chao's little face affectionately: "Mom, leave for a while and let Brother Changjiu come and play with you, okay?"

Chaochao lay on the armrest of the soft chair and blinked his beautiful big eyes. After thinking for a long time, he said in a sweet voice: "No."

"Mom, I want to play with Uncle Mountain Ash."

Xu Yu laughed: "Zai Zai, it's Uncle Shangui."

"The mountain... belongs to uncle."

Xu Yu was helpless: "Forget it, I'll teach you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain ghost suddenly walked into the pavilion as if he teleported, and Chao Chao happily let him hug him.

Xu Yu pursed her lips, stood up, and laced Huo Bei with her flat shoes to the door.

She is six months pregnant and the child is quite obedient.

"Xiaoyu, how are you doing recently?" Huo Huaishu asked worriedly as soon as he saw her.

It was as if the two were lovers.

Xu Yu frowned and said in a calm voice: "Very good. Do you have anything else to do?"

"Xiao Yu, now that the third brother is gone, you might as well go back to live in the old house. After all, there are many people in the old house, and there are many people who can chat with you." Huo Huaishu pretended.

In fact, it was because the Nanshan Mansion was too tightly guarded that he couldn't get close to Xu Yu.

Since the first day after Huo Tingsen died, he wanted to take Xu Yu as his own.

Xu Yu sneered and said in a disgusted tone: "Huo Huaishu, get out of here! No matter body or mind, I belong to Huo Tingsen all my life. No matter if he is dead, I still love him. No matter if you are alive, I will always love him." I won’t love you.”

Hearing this, Huo Huaishu immediately turned down his face: "Xiaoyu, how can you miss me so much? After all, we once loved each other. Strictly speaking, he, Huo Tingsen, is the latecomer."

"Get out!" Xu Yu was so angry that his chest felt tight, and he stared at Huo Huaishu with cold eyes, "I don't want to see you, please go away."

Seeing that she looked unhappy, Huo Huaishu didn't stay any longer.

Anyway, Huo Tingsen is gone, and he has plenty of opportunities to get Xu Yu.

As soon as he left, Xu Yu immediately asked Huo Bei to call a doctor because she had a stomachache.

After the examination, Momoyama comforted her while prescribing medicine: "Madam, the child is fine, but you must not get angry easily in the future. This is not only bad for the child, but also bad for you."

"Okay, I will." Xu Yu said.

She will let herself live a good life, give birth to her third brother's posthumous son, and watch Chaochao grow up.

Momoyama nodded, gave the prescription to Shan Gui and asked him to grab it.

In the living room, Chao Chao was lying on the sofa and fast asleep. The scholar and Qing Qian looked at the child with curiosity.

After changing the wine, I squatted silently in the corner and knitted small sweaters and scarves for the little master to wear in winter, and even small gloves and hats.

"It's so cute. I really want to steal a child as cute as the little master." Qing Qian was thinking about how many ghost coins he would need to buy a little sheep toy for the little master.

The scholar snorted arrogantly, and just as he was about to speak, he seemed to notice something, and immediately raised his hand and flew out a silver needle through the open window.

After a while, a muffled sound came from outside.

The scholar went out, found the man, kicked him in the face, and then threw the storybook in his hand at his face: "Whose person?"

This man was poisoned. At this moment, when asked what he said, he said: "It belongs to the second master."

The book was so angry that he almost beat him to death with a storybook.

Cursing, he pulled one of his feet and dragged him away to dig a hole and bury him.

……

That night, shortly after Xu Yu fell asleep, he had a dream.

In her dream, she fell into a thick black fog, and the heavy dark clouds made it impossible for her to open her eyes.

Everything around was dark, a darkness that seemed to come from hell.

She didn't know why she came to this place. Forces were pushing her from all directions, and Xu Yu seemed to be squeezed into an unusually small space.

Extremely cramped.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear a familiar voice.

"Xu Yu... Yu'er, where are you?"

"Yu'er, where are you?"

"Yu'er..."

It was Huo Tingsen. Xu Yu shouted with all his strength in response to the voice: "Third brother, I'm here, I'm trapped in the fog."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice stopped, and Xu Yu suddenly woke up from his dream.

It was late at night, and the moonlight poured into the house, leaving a faint glow.

Next to her, Chao Chao was sleeping soundly in her arms, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with her little hands, as if she was afraid that her mother would disappear like her father.

Xu Yu lay on the bed, gently hugged Chaochao's small body, and slowly calmed down his mood.

"Mom..." the child muttered unconsciously.

Xu Yu lowered his head and kissed the child's cheek: "Be good, mom is here, don't be afraid, just keep sleeping."

After a while, Xu Yu gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed, wrapped a thin coat casually and left the room.

Arriving on the first floor, Shan Gui, the four of them and Huo Bei were guarding the door.

Qing Qian was drooling while holding his bag of Ming coins.

The scholar covered his face with the storybook and lay on the grass, sleeping like a dead man.

After changing the wine, Duan Duanzheng was sitting on the steps knitting a sweater for the little master.

Only Huo Bei and Shangui were standing guard.

Xu Yu walked over, looked at Huo Bei, and said softly: "Send me to the Huo family cemetery."

Huo Bei hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, madam."

Immediately afterwards, he looked at each other and left with Xu Yu.

After they left, the mountain ghost kicked the two people on the ground awake: "Stop sleeping, follow the master, don't let her do stupid things."

……

Late at night, Xu Yu walked into the Huo family cemetery alone and came to Huo Tingsen's tombstone.

She looked at the photo on the tombstone with tears in her eyes.

Except for the day of burial, this was the first time he came to Huo Tingsen's tomb. Xu Yu was afraid of facing the cold tombstone.

Afraid to face her lover who lies underground.

She was once so afraid of losing Huo Tingsen, but now it has been half a year since she lost him.

"Third brother, you probably don't know that you have a posthumous son. The little guy is six months old and is very well-behaved."

"After you left, I sat in your seat and realized how much responsibility it carried. Third brother, why have you never said you were tired before? You could have given up the Huo family and returned to Lan Palace to live a leisurely life."

"Three months ago, when the Huo family was in civil strife, I asked the scholar to skin a man in front of your Huo family ancestral hall. He was so evil. Not only did he want to get the Huo family, he also cursed you to go to the eighteenth level of hell."

"Maybe because of that incident, everyone in the Huo family is afraid of me now, but Chaochao is not afraid. In Zaizai's heart, I am still a cute, beautiful and good mother."

Xu Yu paused, then glanced at the photo on the tombstone and looked back: "Third brother, I dreamed of you. Are you uncomfortable? You were such a free person in life and you were trapped in this small world after death. Here. How is this possible?"

As he spoke, Xu Yu seemed to be possessed by a demon. He walked behind the tombstone, knelt beside the grave and stretched out a pair of slender white hands to remove the soil in front of him over and over again.

"Third brother, don't be afraid. I won't make you feel uncomfortable for too long. Third brother, don't be afraid."

Tears were falling down, Xu Yu didn't care about the bleeding nails and stubbornly dug them down.

Here, the scholar squatting in the dark saw this scene, his eyes twitched, and he immediately stretched out his wrist to send a message to the mountain ghost through his special watch.

"The boss is in trouble. The master wants to lift the third master's coffin."