Pregnant with a disabled son [Rebirth]

Snowing.The blood splashed in the snow is like blossoming red plum blossoms.

Fang Miaomiao fell into the snow, almost dying.His eyes are beautiful, and they don't match his ugly face with knife marks at all.

His beautiful eyes, the luster is gradually fading.

He was dying.

Before he died, the past was constantly changing in his mind like a revolving lantern.

He remembered that when he was young, he fell in love with someone wrongly.Bamboo horses form a pair of young Mu Ai, and finally the emperor fulfills the marriage and bestows a marriage.He reluctantly married as a man, but unexpectedly, before the wedding, his face was disfigured.

Because of disfigurement, that person abandoned him on their wedding night.From then on, the beautiful wife and concubines have many children and many children, but they despise him for being ugly and despise him for not being able to have children.

During those dark days, only that person's elder brother brought him a little warmth.

It would be great if I could see him again.

Fang Miaomiao finally couldn't hold it anymore, her beautiful eyes closed.

he died.

The very hungry wild dogs and vultures came after hearing the news, and soon there was only a pool of blood, and there were messy paw prints of wild dogs and vultures in the snow...

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It is another year of Yangchun, full of spring in Huajing.

In the emperor's imperial study, the fragrance of tea overflowed.The emperor sipped tea, and the imperial concubine gently fanned him.Opposite him stood a jade-like young man.

The young man has clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, a handsome young man, and his appearance is six to seven points similar to that of a noble concubine.The imperial concubine is more gentle and charming, while the young man is more handsome and sunny.

"Miaomiao, I heard that you and the second son of the Marquis of Wuzhong, Feng Ying, are childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts..."

The emperor said, his old face turned red.It's hard for me, a tough man, to be a matchmaker for the marriage of two broken sleeves, huh!What a deal hey.

"Your majesty, there is such a thing." The imperial concubine poured tea for the emperor and said.

The imperial concubine and Fang Miaomiao are siblings.Knowing that if the marriage of my younger brother is not decided by the emperor, ordinary people will not let the two men get married, so I ask the emperor to decide.

If the Holy Majesty speaks, naturally no one in the world dares to have an opinion, and the Marquis of Wuzhong will not dare to treat Miao Miao slightly.

But if she wanted it herself, she definitely didn't like the second son of Wu Zhonghou.Good looking.The family background is not bad, but young and inexperienced, who knows what will happen in the future.

But her younger brother likes it, so she can't interfere.Forget it, with her making the decision, and the emperor granting her a marriage, how dare the Marquis Wuzhong's mansion trample on her younger brother?

It's just that I don't know what's going on with my younger brother today, the old god is there, and even the Holy Majesty is in a trance when he asks.

The noble concubine patted Fang Miaomiao's shoulder lightly, and his bewildered eyes gradually returned to normal, as if he still couldn't understand the world in front of him.

Isn't he dead?Why did I see my sister again... did I meet my sister in the underworld after death?Why is the emperor here?Could it be that the emperor is also dead?

Fortunately, the emperor was not angry because Fang Miaomiao was distracted, but just stroked his beard and said: "Since you agree with him, I will decide to marry you and the second son of Wuzhonghou's mansion, Feng Ying..."

Fang Miaomiao, who had just been reborn at this point in time, had a muddled head, but what the emperor said woke him up instantly.

Fang Miaomiao was covered in cold sweat, and suddenly remembered the death in his previous life.

"No!"

The emperor was stunned for a moment and asked, "What?"

The imperial concubine was also startled by the sudden "no".Fortunately, the emperor didn't show his anger, and the imperial concubine didn't dare to do anything wrong, so she hurriedly signaled to Fang Miaomiao with her eyes.

"My good brother, stop talking nonsense!" The noble concubine whispered to him softly.

"Your majesty, this minister and the second son of Marquis Wuzhong's mansion, Feng Ying, are pure and innocent, and have absolutely no emotional ties!" Fang Miaomiao said seriously.

"Ah?" The emperor and the concubine met each other, and they were a little confused.

"That's right. That's right. In fact, what I really like is Feng Ying's elder brother—Feng Nonglian."

"What? Feng Nonglian? Wu Zhonghou's son?" The emperor repeated the question several times, did he hear it wrong?

The son of Marquis Wuzhong, who has disabled legs and is dying of illness?

"Yes, it's him. My minister and he have long been in love with each other, and I hope His Majesty will make it happen."

The emperor touched the dragon's beard and thought, in fact, it is not impossible.

Anyway, I was going to give him a marriage, but, why is this object different.

Hey, who cares about him, Miao Miao is fine anyway, whoever the other party is.Do you still want to refute my decision?

What's more, Wu Zhonghou's son is naturally not qualified to object.My little brother-in-law is such a young man, it's a big deal to match that sick man!

"Okay, I will give you a marriage..." The emperor opened his golden mouth like a big hand, and a marriage that no one thought of was settled.

Huajing has no secrets.

What happened in the imperial city spread throughout the entire capital that day.Of course, the news spread that the emperor wanted to marry Concubine Rong's younger brother, Anshun Xiaohou.

"Have you heard? The emperor wants to marry Anshun Xiaohou!"

"It must be with the second young master Wu Zhonghou. I heard that they grew up together and went to school together. They are always inseparable from Mengmeng and Mengmeng. They are inseparable. It has long been rumored that they are broken sleeves." !"

"Accordingly, the second young master of Marquis Wuzhong is the one who has gained his fortune. Young master Fang is handsome and handsome, he won the title at a young age, and his sister is the concubine favored by the emperor. If he can have a son and a half in the future, his status will be incomparable. The second young master of the Marquis of Wu'an is a descendant of his stepmother, and the family is only the second child, and the eldest son born to his first wife on the top has inherited the position of the eldest son..."

"You can't say that. Have you forgotten? Wu'an Hou Shizi is a sick young man Wu'an who is dying. Hou Zao asked him to be the son of the son, and it was not because he was about to die. If the son died, the second young master would naturally It’s not too bad to be able to win the title.”

Everyone was gossiping about the news from the imperial city, and they saw the palace cars driving towards Wu'anhou's mansion.

Of course, the Marquis of Wu'an also heard about the marriage proposal, so he was so angry that he wanted to slap his second son.

"Nonsense, it's all nonsense. You play with him in private, and you don't care about you as a father, but if you marry him, don't even think about it! If you insist on being with a man, forget about the position of the son of the world."

Feng Ying panicked.The eldest brother's life is not long, and logically it should be his turn to inherit the title.But under him, there are third and fourth younger brothers watching over him.What if his father rejected him?

Feng Ying complained that Fang Miaomiao secretly let the emperor marry him.But thinking of Fang Miaomiao's pretty face, the complaints were swept away.He naturally likes Fang Miaomiao, and it would be great if he could marry Fang Miaomiao.

But the matter of taking the title...

"Father, this is not something I can stop. The emperor bestows a marriage, do I dare to disobey the order? If you want to refuse, please ask the father to meet the emperor."

"You disobedient son!"

"Master, Yinger, don't annoy your father-son relationship because of outsiders." Mrs. Hou hurriedly dissuaded, "It's not that you can't have the best of both worlds."

The father and son looked at Mrs. Hou together.

"Master Fang is favored by His Majesty, and Concubine Rong is even more favored. If you have this in-law, won't you be of great help in the court, sir?"

Marquis Wu An's complexion improved a lot.

"That's the reason, but men can't give birth. Wouldn't that mean cutting off the incense in my Marquis of Wu'an's mansion..."

"The second matter is also easy to handle. It's enough to let Ying'er take a few more concubines when the time comes."

"This... I'm afraid that Young Master Fang won't allow Ying'er to take a concubine."

"Oh, what position does he have to be a jealous husband? I can't let Ying'er die with him!"

Marquis Wu'an was persuaded by Mrs. Hou, but Feng Ying looked hesitant.

"Father, mother, this is not good. He treats me with deep affection and righteousness, how can I be so unkind to him. "

Mrs. Hou frowned, and said with a sneer: "What kind of fickleness is this? It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Besides, he can't have children, so there must be a few who can. Our Marquis of Wu'an will never treat him badly." When the time comes, you will respect him and let him take the position of house mistress, there is no reason for him to be dissatisfied."

Having said that, Feng Ying was also persuaded.

Taking in a few concubines is just to carry on the family line, after all, he only loves one person in his heart.When the concubine gave birth to a son, send them away with some money, and then adopt the son under Miao Miao's name, it would be the best of both worlds.

When Eunuch Zheng from the palace came with the emperor's imperial decree, the family of three had already made all plans for the future, and even set off a string of firecrackers at the door in advance to celebrate.

"The Marquis of Wu'an is overjoyed. I am here to read out the will for the saint. Is the Marquis Mansion all here?"

"The minister has already arrived, and welcomes the Holy Word."

Several people knelt to welcome Eunuch Zheng to read the imperial edict.

Eunuch Zheng glanced at the crowd and said, "Why are there so few people? Where is your son?"

Marquis Wu'an was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Eunuch Zheng would look for his disabled and good-for-nothing eldest son.

"Ah, this..., the eldest son is not feeling well and cannot get out of bed to greet him in person. I look forward to Sheng Haihan."

"How can this be done?" Eunuch Zheng closed the imperial decree, "Since the son can't kneel down in person to thank you, let's take our family inside to proclaim the decree."

No one knows why.Why must the eldest son come forward to announce the marriage of the second son?This rule is not surprising.

Even if the imperial decree was read out in the past, because the eldest son was disabled, he was never allowed to come out to meet him.

Marquis Wu An was puzzled, so he said it euphemistically.

Eunuch Zheng laughed and said: "Of course it has something to do with the son. This decree is for the son!"

What!Feng Ying could hardly believe his ears.Prince?Why Shizi?

Eunuch Zheng didn't want to reveal more, so he was taken to the Shizi's courtyard to read the will in person.

In the innermost remote courtyard of Marquis Wu'an, there are few servants and the courtyard is small, but the vegetation in the courtyard is lush and flowers are in full bloom, giving it a bit more vigor.

But no matter how rich the floral fragrance is, it can't hide the herbal taste.

The maid sent the medicine bowl into the room.Inside is a more intense medicinal smell.

From a distance, the sound of firecrackers coming from the gate of the Hou's Mansion was heard. It was really lively, and it was very different from the incisive Hou's Shizi courtyard.

In the curtain, a thin man sat up. He was dressed in white, and his black hair hung naturally behind him.His face was pale and he couldn't hide his sickness.

"Why did you suddenly set off firecrackers?" Feng Nonglian asked while drinking the medicine.

"It is said that it is a happy event. The emperor is going to give a marriage."

"Who?"

"Second young master and Fang Xiaohou."

Feng Nonglian paused for a moment, and the figure of a young man appeared in his mind.He has been bedridden for many years and doesn't go out often.

Only inadvertently saw it a few times from a distance.Always be with his cheap second brother after time travel.

In my impression, he is a very smart young man.It doesn't match the elm lumps of cheap younger brother.

"Cheap brother is not good enough for him." Feng Nonglian said succinctly.

As soon as he finished saying this, the servants hurried in.

"My son! My son! It's not the second young master, it's you! The marriage is for you!"

Nonglian's medicine bowl fell to the ground with a thud.

Nonglian: "??"

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