Bandits on Mao

When Xie Moqing was yelling for a doctor, her face looked normal, but her breathing was uneven.But this does not affect his voice like a bell.

Since Xue Gongyi had contacts with the Meng family, it was the first time he heard someone greet the ancestors of the Meng family so directly.

Who is Meng Jun?

The general of the Chen Kingdom, he charged into battle as if he was in no man's land, and he never knew what death was.At this time, the ancestors were not annoyed at all by being greeted like this, and they comforted him softly, Xue Gongyi couldn't help but secretly raised his big finger, sure enough Mrs. Meng was not an ordinary person.

Xie Moqing grinned in pain. If she knew what Xue Gongyi was thinking, she would have cursed again. Of course, I am not an ordinary person. I came here by water!

When the emperor arrived, Xie Moqing stopped scolding.His stomach hurts badly, and he is cooperating with the doctor's guidance to relieve the abdominal pain.

"How is the lady?"

The emperor glanced in the direction of the bedroom, not without worry.

"The doctor just said that we need to wait patiently for a while. The eldest brother is accompanying him inside, so nothing will happen. The emperor might as well sit with the minister first and wait for the news. Doctor Xue, please come together."

"Forget it, let's go together."

Xue Gongyi bowed.

What is the saddest thing in life?

It is you who clearly know the direction of fate, but it is irreversible.

Xie Moqing mourned for her chrysanthemum again!

Meng Jun hugged the little soft three buns and kissed again and again, his face was filled with the gleam of happiness as a father.In fact, the child didn't bother Xie Moqing for too long, but after learning the gender of the child, he couldn't control his crying anymore.It is said that having a child is a good thing, but after our Mrs. Meng saw the lump of soft flesh between the child's legs, she was indignant at how unfair fate treated him.

I don't know whether it's because he greeted Mengshi's ancestors too many times or for other reasons, but the cruel fate of the Mengshi people withered has finally changed in Meng Jun's generation.In less than five years since Meng Jun got married, three sons were born successively, which is really gratifying.

Xie Moqing fell angrily, why are you happy, what are you congratulating?Don't you know that I have a worrying future?Don't you know that Meng Jun will not give up if he is single-minded about not having a daughter?Do you want to kill me?Is it good for you if my chrysanthemum is disabled?

Then Meng Jun pressed his head and stuffed it back into the bed.

The emperor was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and when he learned that Meng Jun had another son, he laughed happily, "I said it was a boy, you don't believe me, after all, it was Mrs. Meng who testified for me!"

Xue Gongyi quietly wiped his sweat away, it's fine if you don't congratulate the emperor, why does what you say sound like gloating?

Meng Jun nodded, with a serious and serious expression, "Mo Qing, it seems that our plan to have a daughter needs to be considered in the long run."

Consider your size!Xie Moqing threw the pillow towards him with the last of her strength.

The horseshoe gold that Xue Gongyi carried with him that day could not be taken away after all, Dr. Xue left the gold to congratulate Mengjun.It's not a bad rule if it's for children. After Xie Moqing got the gold, he showed his miser's true colors again, took a bite and put it into his small coffers.Then he glanced at the emperor again, the emperor was embarrassed.

The emperor came here today to discuss something with Meng Jun and did not bring a gift, seeing the little man was born, he knew that he should be happy.Asked Jiang Sheng to give some instructions and ordered him to fly back to the palace.Dahuangmen ran on two legs, and brought a chi-wide brocade box when he returned.

Xie Moqing opened it, took a look, and then closed it with a whimper, wishing she didn't see it.

I was happy for a few days, but trouble came.

Not long after the three buns were born, Xie Moqing began to feel inexplicably depressed. The most direct expression was that the food was not delicious, and she had no interest in anything. .I asked the doctor to see it, but the doctor said that there is no serious problem, it should be caused by postpartum disharmony, and it will be cured after a while.

At night, Xie Moqing only drank a few sips of soup and refused to eat anything. Meng Jun coaxed him over and over again, but he had no choice but to put down the spoon.

Holding his hand and sticking it to his forehead, Meng Jun murmured over and over again.

"Mo Qing, Mo Qing."

Xie Moqing opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything, complex emotions flashed in her eyes.

Xie Moqing couldn't tell what was going on with her for a moment.Recently, it was extremely difficult for him to fall asleep at night. Once he fell asleep, he would have chaotic dreams, but he could not remember what he dreamed about when he woke up.If you don't sleep well at night, you don't have much energy during the day. Meng Jun asked repeatedly and couldn't help feeling bored, and lost his temper a few times.He once thought that he was suffering from postpartum depression, but after checking the symptoms online, he didn't find anything similar, and he also felt baffled.

Obviously, most of the time, I don't want to get angry.But when the anger came up, I couldn't control it at all.

Fortunately, the acne on his face disappeared more than a month before delivery, and now there is no trace of acne at all.

That night, Meng Jun went to bed after Xie Moqing fell asleep.After a whole day of tossing, I am extremely tired, and when I lie down, I worry about the person next to my pillow.In a daze, a pair of arms wrapped around him, and Meng Jun suddenly opened his eyes.Without time to think, a thigh stretched across his abdomen.The disordered breathing flowed in the dark night, and it was not clear whether it was his own or the people around him for a while.

"Take me away." The side whispered intermittently, Meng Jun turned to face him, but felt that the arms wrapped around him were getting tighter and tighter.That kind of strength seemed to merge himself with him.

"Where are you going?" For some reason, Meng Jun continued this unconscious conversation.

The body that cuddled tightly against him conveyed unprecedented heat, and Meng Jun couldn't tell whether he had a fever for a while.I wanted to touch his forehead, but the man's arm was so tight.Similar situations have happened before, but it's not as touching as tonight.This feeling is very reassuring, I don't want to destroy it for a while, and let him continue to restrain him.At this moment, his body temperature, his heartbeat, and his breathing were so clear, which instantly touched the hazy layer deep in the memory.

Could it be that he is awakening?

"Mo Qing, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

no answer.

Meng Jun changed the subject, "Where do you want me to take you?"

What followed was a long wait, and when Meng Jun thought there would be no answer, the people around him finally spoke up, sad and helpless, "It doesn't matter where you go, as long as you are not in Xiejia."

"Please, I beg you."

"Okay, I promise you."

"I don't want to stay in Xie's house."

"it is good!"

Ever since they came back from Zhongli County that time, Xie Moqing hadn't mentioned a word about Xie's family, and Meng Jun had a vague feeling that something unusual must have happened.However, Xie Mo Qing didn't want to mention it, so he wouldn't make him unhappy.After such a long time, Meng Jun couldn't figure out what stimulated him and kept him thinking about it in his sleep.

"What happened to Xiejia?"

Xie Moqing shook her head unconsciously.

The arm wrapped around him gradually lost its strength, and then loosened the restraint on him.

Meng Jun went down to the ground and lit the copper bull lamp, instantly brightening up the room.

Xie Moqing had already calmed down, her breathing stabilized.His brows were still furrowed, and his eye sockets were filled with two tears.Stretching out his hand to wipe away the two drops of crystal, Xie Moqing seemed to have sensed it, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and a faint smile bloomed on his cheeks.

How long has it been since he smiled like this?Meng Jun asked himself silently.

The night is still long, but Meng Jun dare not sleep any more.

Standing by the bed, trying to smooth his deeply frowning eyebrows, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

That's how they spent long nights for a long time.This strange symptom lasted until the third son of the Meng family had passed forty days before gradually getting better.Xie Moqing still couldn't recall the content of the random dreams that had been entangled for many days. Most of the time, because she couldn't recall the dreams, she scratched her black hair irritably.

Meng Jun didn't ask any more questions, as if nothing had happened.

The lost weight was regained little by little, and Xie Moqing became more energetic.

Physical recovery is a good thing, but what will greet him next will be a situation that is waiting to be done.

This is no exaggeration.

Meng Jun showed him a list with a long list of names on it. These were customers who came to make reservations after he released the news that peony flower dew would be released before the hot weather.But this is only the pre-sale order of Hualu, and it does not include the membership card to ask for fabric patterns and clothing styles.

The backlog of work was too large, and an unscrupulous father poked the little baby's chubby face, "Look, how much work has your father been delayed because of you?"

Inspired to become the most profitable designer in Chen Country, Xie Moqing felt that it was necessary to communicate with the child's father.You see, I work so hard, should you support me?

Meng Jun listened attentively.

"I request that the plan to have a daughter be terminated."

"Don't even think about it." A certain general squeezed the words through his teeth.

One is fighting for Chrysanthemum in the name of work, and the other refuses even more without changing his original intention of being a girl!

I for my chrysanthemum!

I am for my daughter!

ha, where is your daughter?

Humph, what do I need to say?

Xie Moqing raised her hand, stop!

Meng Jun really shut up.

If one road fails, change to another.

"I need a relatively quiet and relaxed working environment."

"It can be considered satisfied."

"You can't use any reason to harass me, something unexpected happened."

"If you keep talking, I can guarantee that something unexpected will happen right now."

Meng Jun threatened fiercely, Xie Moqing covered her face and ran away in tears.

Now it can be explained, why Tian Kuo will lose in a complete mess for everyone who has the idea of ​​making Jie Mo Qing his wife.It's not because of the disparity in identities, but because Tian Dazhao and Yu Shigan didn't understand the meaning of it.The bandits who played gentle ended up losing their wives and soldiers, and the generals who were hooligans occasionally reaped the benefits of embracing beauties and blooming and bearing fruit.

The threat of being eaten at any time is everywhere, Xie Moqing leaned on the window and wailed: Nima, I'm depressed, what should I do if it's swollen?

Living together for several years, Meng Jun got along with him day and night, and finally learned to smooth over the neurotic wife when she was depressed.

"Why are you depressed? You were fine just now? Did Xu'er pee on your hand? Mo Qing is not angry, don't be like a child!" Young Master Mengxu was shot while lying down.

Wow, a bolt from the blue!Meng Jun, how much do you expect your son to pee on me!

Judging from the reaction, Shun Mao touched the wrong place.As the general of the Chen Kingdom, he will not be defeated just like that.

"Xiao'er hid your manuscript?"

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and Meng Xiao was shot.

"Did Xun'er fight with brother?"

With a white strike, Meng Xun was shot again.

Meng Jun also imitated Xie Moqing's way of rubbing his hair, puzzled, and went further and further along the road of smooth hair.

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