After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Suddenly hearing his name from someone else, Wei Chu said it was impossible not to be nervous.

Even Mrs. Daxi next to this tall man only knew his number in the death camp, and didn't know his name was Wei Chu.

Presumably someone who knew the inside story told the few people in front of him everything about him.

But there is no one who knows his real name except Wei Jing.

Ever since he opened his heart to Wei Jing, Wei Chu's trust in him has naturally grown stronger day by day.

Therefore, at this time, Wei Chu doubted no one, and he would not doubt Wei Jing.

In a daze, Wei Chu, who couldn't figure it out, remembered the drama he knew all about him. After a moment of hesitation flashed in his heart, he immediately denied the idea.

It shouldn't be a drama, after all, although Xi Ming has a cold personality, he still takes Wei Jing's orders as his own responsibility, and he will not tell others about it without authorization.

But this...what the hell is going on.

"Ah Chu."

Seeing that Wei Chu was standing there with a dazed look, the man couldn't help calling him again.

Only then did Wei Chu come back to his senses, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at him warily.

During the period, I did not forget to sneak a glance at Her Royal Highness the eldest princess who was clearly agitated.

Be excited, not angry.

If the visitor had malicious intentions, he would have confessed to His Royal Highness the fact that he was not Da Xici long ago, and Her Royal Highness must have been furious, how could he still face himself with such a calm and peaceful attitude.

Could it be...His Royal Highness the Princess thought he was a spy sent into the Marquis Mansion, and wanted to get more useful words out of him, so she pretended to be kind on purpose?

But looking at the expression on her face, she seemed to have this flushed eye socket because of joy.

Wei Chu made a simple observation of the emotions of the people around him, and his Adam's apple, which was deliberately suppressed by the corner of the leather mask, rolled uncontrollably. Fang asked softly, "...you are?"

Because he didn't know what the consequences would be after admitting, Wei Chu didn't dare to admit it, nor did he dare to deny it, so he had to use this method to further explore how much the man knew about him.

Hearing his rhetorical question, the man took a step forward, as if he wanted to get closer to Wei Chu for a closer look, but was stopped by Wei Chu's subconsciously staring defensive eyes.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to try his best to say to Wei Chu in a gentle voice: "Ah Chu, don't be afraid."

I said it again, if you don't deny it, it means you are acquiescing.

Wei Chu suppressed the hostility emanating from his body, and smiled politely at him: "Mister, did you deny the wrong person? Ah Chu...who is it?"

Princess Fuyang came over, took Wei Chu's hand lightly, and motioned him to loosen his clenched fist and relax.

Wei Chu immediately realized that what Her Highness the Eldest Princess did was undoubtedly telling him that she already knew all the facts, and she didn't even plan to blame him.

"..."

Wei Chu glanced blankly in Madam Daxi's direction, and after receiving her nod with tears in her smile, he slowly released the strength from his hands and slumped his shoulders.

The man did not directly say what was in his heart, but gave Wei Chu a process of acceptance: "Ah Chu, I am... Da Xiteng."

Da Xi... Da Xi Teng?

Zhongyonghou?

This was the first time Wei Chu saw this legendary loyal and brave Marquis. He was indeed as majestic and majestic as the world described, with a handsome appearance and a heroic aura of iron and blood.

Could it be that Marquis Zhongyong came back to seek justice for Da Xici?

That's right, Wei Jing's body has returned to normal now, even if he dismissed Wei Jing at the beginning, it is not impossible to change his mind after hearing about his deeds now.

Thinking of this, Wei Chu felt so depressed that he wanted to disregard etiquette, turn around and escape from the suffocating hall.

Wei Chu has never had selfish emotions, but Wei Jing alone, he doesn't want to just give in like this.

He doesn't want to.

However, before Wei Chu could get out of his imagined imagination, he heard Da Xiteng's voice: "Ah Chu, I am your father."

"..." Wei Chu was no less shocked than Princess Fuyang when she first learned about this, and she even felt a little dizzy. She had to hold onto the corner of the table behind her to stand still.

"At that time, your mother and I had just given birth to twins, you and Ci'er." Da Xiteng's low voice was full of gratified nostalgia, "The doctor looked at the pulse and thought it was two female dolls. After birth, it was actually a son and a daughter."

Although Wei Chu still couldn't believe it, he still listened quietly to Da Xiteng's words.

A son and a daughter... is he and Da Xici who escaped marriage?

But how did he get reduced to the street and become a tool for making money in Ren Yazi's hands?

"Your mother heard that it was two daughters, and she started reading books to name you early on."

Da Xiteng's eyes fell on Wei Chu's face, looking for the shadow of his late wife over and over again on his beautiful and superior facial features.

Hearing Mrs. Da Xi Teng mention Mrs. Da Xi, Mrs. Da Xi did not feel displeased. On the contrary, she held her handkerchief sideways and held back her low sobs secretly.

Princess Fuyang was sitting beside her, she couldn't stop crying, so she had to turn her back and wipe away her tears secretly.

Wei Chu has never felt the taste of having a loved one, but at this time, listening to Da Xiteng's description, he suddenly felt as if he had traveled through a long time, back to 20 years ago, when he was still in his mother's womb appearance.

"She wanted to name the two children Ah Chu and Ah Ci. At first she thought it would be a bit blunt for a girl to be called 'Chu', but she felt that the word 'Ci' meant farewell, which was not good, so she changed it to "Chu". Became a benevolent 'ci', and it wasn't until you and Ah Ci were born that your mother realized that the two names she chose were perfect."

Wei Chu clenched the corner of his clothes uneasily, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "...Your Majesty...Your Majesty may have admitted the wrong person, I..."

Facing the dignified posture of the few people in the room, Wei Chu really couldn't tell his humble status. After hesitating for a long time, he finally let go of his tightly biting lips, and murmured: "I... I'm just a dead man, thanks Mrs. Daxi trusted... so she was able to marry into the Hou Mansion..."

Da Xiteng's eyes were filled with hot tears.

He is an invulnerable iron-blooded tough guy, and he can't help but shed tears only when he thinks of his poor child who just knew how to call his father and mother but was accidentally lost.

Now that he finally saw Wei Chu, he couldn't hold back any longer, every time he heard Wei Chu belittle himself one more word, the sharp pain in Da Xiteng's heart deepened.

How much suffering did his child suffer to become so inferior.

Da Xiteng took a few big steps forward, and hugged his long-lost child tightly in his arms: "Ah Chu, don't say that about yourself, dad is here to pick you up, you have a family now."

Wei Chu's lips trembled slightly, and he retracted his chin tentatively, trying to rescue himself from Da Xiteng's arms, but he pressed him tightly again, "My dear boy, don't be afraid, Daddy is here."

The princess Fuyang was touched by the scene, and couldn't bear the suppressed crying any longer, and walked quickly into the back hall to sort out her emotions.

Wei Chu has a slender frame. Although his body is strong and his muscles and bones are strong, his tentacles always make people feel that his body is very weak, and he looks like he will fall when pushed.

Da Xiteng squeezed his shoulder distressedly, and finally hugged him in his arms again, weeping down his eyes.

At this time, Wei Chu finally curled up his trembling fingers, and whispered in his throat: "...Dad?"

No one wants to shout this word out louder than Wei Chu, but the inferiority complex accumulated over the years makes him very slow in this kind of emotional matter.

Da Xiteng didn't miss Wei Chu's whisper like a gnat, and hurriedly responded loudly: "Hey! Good boy, good boy!"

The strength in his hand was very strong, as if he wanted to put Wei Chu into his armor to protect him.

Wei Chu's abdomen was slightly tightened by him, and he vomited for a while.

But in the face of this unprepared father's love, he just wanted to endure this unbearable soreness for a while, but he didn't expect that as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body fell downwards, and his face became extremely pale.

"What's the matter, child?" Da Xiteng grabbed Wei Chu's collar, easily lifted his precious son to a chair and sat down, leaned over to check his pulse, and at the same time shouted to the back hall, "Your Highness, please order me!" Call the government doctor over, Ah Chu seems to be feeling unwell."

Princess Fuyang came out in a hurry, and she didn't care to look at Wei Chu, so she called out the door: "Come here! Go find Doctor Sikong!"

Not long after, Dr. Sikong was carried over from his yard by the servants of Kejing Pavilion, and hurriedly placed in the living room. Shocked by the majesty of Zhongyonghou, they all disappeared in a flash. into the house.

"I would also like to ask the imperial concubine to extend her hand." Doctor Sikong took out the pulse pillow and put it on the table.

Wei Chu's consciousness was scattered, and he couldn't hear what Doctor Sikong said clearly. Even his wrists were revealed by Mrs. Daxi gently rolling up his sleeves.

Doctor Sikong is old, and he only knows how to study medical books, so he doesn't know what Wei Jing deliberately concealed.

Facing the nervous expression of His Highness the Eldest Princess at this time, he naturally thought that Wei Jing had already told Her Highness the happy event of the concubine's pregnancy to her Highness, so when she felt her pulse, she also told Wei Chu: " Concubine Shizi, sour things are certainly good for your appetite, but you should eat less."

Hearing what Doctor Sikong said to Wei Chu, Princess Fuyang thought that Wei Chu had some kind of illness, and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Doctor Sikong, why do you want the concubine to eat less... sour?"

Could it be that she really had some serious illness and Ah Jing didn't tell her?

Princess Fuyang clenched her handkerchief tightly.

A few days ago, she went to Qingmu Pavilion to eat with Wei Jing and the two of them. There were indeed some sour foods on the table that she couldn't even eat, but thinking that this is the food that young couples like to eat on weekdays. As an elder, she should not dictate the food in their courtyard, so she didn't pay too much attention to it.

Seeing Doctor Sikong bring it up on his own initiative, Princess Fuyang wanted to make a clear question by the way.

Doctor Sikong frowned, slightly dissatisfied with the fact that His Royal Highness the eldest princess did not care about the body of the pregnant daughter-in-law, but he was not good at expressing any opinion to the eldest princess as a doctor, so he sighed and said: "Your Highness, the pregnant daughter-in-law It is normal for people who like to eat acid, but if they eat too much, it may affect the fetus in the womb."

Princess Fuyang took a deep breath, looked at Wei Chu who was still drowsy in disbelief, and said in astonishment: "Ah...Ah, Achu...Achuhuai..."

Mrs. Daxi also had an incredible expression on her face.

It's evil, Ah Ci is a woman, so it's fine if she can get pregnant, but the one who married into the Hou's mansion is obviously Ah Chu who is a man, how could she... also get pregnant?

Could it be that the son of Zhennanhou's Mansion is really talented?

Several people in the room regained their composure, and secretly looked at Da Xiteng who had just found his beloved son but suddenly heard that his son was pregnant.

Although the two children are already married, Princess Fuyang still has a guilty conscience in the face of this Zhongyonghou.

Sure enough, this time it was Zhongyonghou's turn to be shocked.

I saw him angrily slapping the palm on the nanmu table in the hall, and the cracks broke inch by inch along the grain of the nanmu:

"What?! Pregnant?! Who did it?!"

The author has something to say:

Persimmon: Why do I feel a little cold

Chu Chu: Then let my father hug you

[Good night, my dears, the persimmon of the cabbage is going to see my father-in-law, muamuamua~]