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

"what?"

Hearing Wei Jing's words at first, Wei Chu couldn't believe his ears for a while.

He barely maintained the smile on the corner of his mouth, looked into Wei Jing's eyes in astonishment, and asked: "...Ah Jing, you, I may not understand what you just said, can you... say it again?"

Wei Jing was drunk, and his consciousness was a little drowsy, but he could still vaguely react. Now Wei Chu can't smell these bad smells, so he took two steps back and turned sideways, so as not to let the smell pervade his whole body. The smell of alcohol stained Wei Chu.

Unexpectedly, his action couldn't help but make Wei Chu more concerned.

Wei Chu hurriedly took Wei's husband's hand, and said in a low voice, "A Jing, tell me carefully, what did you just say?"

The exchange of movements between the two was only for a moment. Seeing that his eyes were red, Wei Jing couldn't help coaxing him immediately.

But the language that had already been organized in his heart was dulled by the drunkenness at the moment, and he could only comfort Wei Chu one by one: "Chuchu, don't cry, I, I don't mean that!"

"Then what do you mean?" Wei Chu's tears froze on his long eyelashes, trembling slightly but did not fall.

Except for the day when the two of them performed Zhou Gong's ceremony for the first time, Wei Jing had rarely seen Wei Chu show such a mood.

Seeing this, he couldn't help being even more flustered. He just reached out to wipe Wei Chu's wet eyelashes, and coaxed: "Chuchu, Chuchu, I'm not..."

Wei Jing clenched her fists, scratching her ears and scratching her cheeks as if she couldn't make a point: "Oh, I'm so stupid, I can't tell the decision I just made after discussing with my father-in-law during the dinner."

"Then let me ask." Wei Chu blinked lightly, raised his hand to wipe away the water stains at the end of his eyes, and looked up at Wei Jing, "You answer."

"Okay, okay." How could Wei Jing refuse to agree.

Wei Chu pursed his lips and curled his slightly trembling fingers: "You said just now that you want to make peace with me, but is it true?"

"...Yes, it's true, but..."

Wei Jing wished she could slap herself twice, but she was afraid that she would faint because of too much force, so she couldn't explain it clearly to Wei Chu.

The baby in the womb moved slightly again, causing Wei Chu's heart to palpitate.

He tried his best to defend his dignity, and when he looked up at Wei Jing, he tried to maintain the same calmness as usual:

"You don't like me anymore?"

Ever since he sensed that the baby in Wei Chu's womb was moving that they could see in the afternoon, Yiji hurried back to Heyang Pavilion for a simple dinner, and said to Yang Anqi, "The baby in the womb of the concubine is moving." It's over," and rushed back to Qingmu Pavilion to guard Wei Chu.

I thought that after the son came back, his joyous laughter would be heard in the bedroom, but to his surprise, not only did he not hear the laughter, but he also faintly heard Wei Chu's cry.

"Did you hear the sound of sniffling?" Xingji was not very sure, so he could only turn to Gewu beside him for help.

Ge Wu was lowering his head to eat the meat pie he took out from his bosom, when he heard the sound, he turned his head to listen, and nodded hesitantly for a long time: "It seems...someone is indeed crying."

"Could it be Adai?" Ge Wu didn't think about the two people in the master bedroom at all, "Or is that new girl homesick?"

In his eyes, even if the son of the world could cry out of his mind in a grandiose way, Wei Chu, who was once a dead soldier, would not cry easily.

Death Ji patiently guided Ge Wu: "Listen carefully, is this voice somewhat similar to that of the Crown Princess?"

Ge Wu didn't even eat the meatloaf, he straightened his head straight, and even poked out his neck. After a long time, he slammed the tile and said in a low voice, "It's really the princess who is crying!"

Death Ji has never seen Wei Chu cry out, even when they were lying in a pool of blood with wounds all over their bodies in the past, and it was an extravagant hope to lift their fingers, Wei Chu never dropped a drop because of the pain. tears.

But now it can make him cry so hard that he can't help but choke up. Presumably Wei Jing bullied him hard.

This is a big matter, and he will let Her Royal Highness the eldest princess come to uphold justice for Wei Chu.

After all, Wei Chu's mind is simpler and easier to coax compared to this young man. If it is true that he was cheated of his feelings and body, he was also abandoned by Wei Jing. A straight person is definitely a catastrophe that cannot be easily endured.

Having made this decision in his heart, Death Ji no longer hesitated, and jumped directly towards Kejing Pavilion.

"what?!"

Princess Fuyang had just had her dinner and hadn't fallen asleep yet. After hearing the absurd incident told her by Zangji outside the door, she suddenly became furious. Mu Ge rushed over, cursing as he walked: "It's really against the sky! Brat! See if I don't beat him to death!"

Zhiqiu hurriedly followed with a lantern in hand.

Just as Dead Ji came and went, Qingmu Pavilion had already returned to silence.

Seeing the figure of His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess from afar, he hurriedly went up to greet her, and shouted as if watching the excitement, "Return to Your Highness, the young master wants to reconcile with the First Concubine."

Princess Fuyang originally came here for this matter, but after all she held a dubious attitude, but Ting Ximing also said the same, so she couldn't help but not believe it.

Wei Chu, who has fully understood the cause and effect of the matter, and the ins and outs, has been keenly aware of the movement outside the Qingmu Pavilion courtyard. He swallowed the crying sound that was not obvious at all, and said to Wei Jing: "Auntie is here. , you are afraid that you will suffer.”

After explaining the matter clearly with difficulty, most of Wei Jing's drunkenness had dissipated. Seeing that Wei Chu was so worried, he proudly began to show off to Wei Chu how gentle his aunt treated him, and he would definitely not treat him just because of such a trivial matter. The words are fierce.

"Chuchu, don't worry, I claim to be a person who can have the final say on certain matters in this Marquis Mansion..."

"Wei Jing, you little bastard! Kneel down!"

Before Princess Fuyang's people arrived at the door, the furious voice had already spread into the bedroom through the door panel.

Wei Jing and Wei Chu looked at each other, and saw the emotions of "this is your decision" and "a man can bend and stretch" in each other's eyes.

"..." Wei Chu opened his mouth first, and said in a low voice, "...What should I do? How about you kneel down first? To save my aunt from getting involved?"

Wei Jing bent his knees obediently, and waited at the door with a very well-behaved appearance, only hoping that after his aunt came in, he could tell her the best news: "Auntie, today I want to tell you something great... ..."

However, Princess Fuyang who pushed the door and walked in didn't give him a chance to speak, and said directly to Xi Ming who came in behind her: "Xi Ming, you tie him up and throw him to the woodshed! I'll go tomorrow The Marquis of Zhongyong will ask about the matter clearly before making a decision, Ah Chu will follow me to Kejing Pavilion to rest tonight!"

Xi Ming likes to do these things he is very good at. His Royal Highness has just finished giving orders, and his side has already tied Wei Jing's hands tightly, and he is about to lift him up. Throw them into the firewood shed.

"Don't earn it, even a pig can't break free, let alone the little master," Xi Ming persuaded with a suppressed smile, and then looked at Princess Fuyang who was about to leave, "Your Highness, go slowly."

When Wei Jing and Zhongyong Hou were drinking at night, Xi Ming was always around them, and naturally heard Wei Jing's plan clearly.

But what made Xi Ming angry was that after he repeatedly persuaded Wei Jing not to drink, Wei Jing still toasted his father-in-law with his tongue out, completely ignoring His Royal Highness the princess's usual instructions to expect him to take care of his health. After returning home, he teased Wei Jing like this.

Wei Jing broke through the acupoints, glared angrily, and immediately shouted at her aunt's back: "Auntie! The reason I want to reconcile with Ah Chu is that I want to marry him again! Marry him openly!"

******

Wei Jing put down the pen in his hand, spread out the Heli book in front of Wei Chu's eyes, and licked his lips cautiously: "Chuchu..."

Wei Chu lowered his eyes to look at the Heli book on the table, then raised his head after a while, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Wei Jing: "From today onwards, I have nothing to do with my son, if I want to be with my son again We will meet, but we are about to hand over a greeting card to the Zhongyonghou Mansion."

"Don't worry about it. If my husband wants to visit, he won't have to go through such a troublesome thing as handing in invitations." Wei Jing winked at him slyly, gave him a fake salute, and said with a smile: "Please also Mr. Daxi." Stay in the mansion and wait for your presence."

The wind in the capital changes from day to day. After Wei Chu was taken back to the Zhongyonghou Mansion by his father, apart from being sneaked into the bedroom by flower-picking thieves every night, he was surprised by the evil concubine in the imperial city who suddenly broke out in the deep palace. Interested in madness.

It was dark, and there was a familiar rustling sound outside the window.

In the next moment, Wei Jing, who was dressed in night clothes, flipped in through the window lightly.

"You today..." Wei Chu just opened his mouth, but his voice was blocked by Wei Jing, "...well, listen to me...well."

"I'm here, Chuchu, you miss me so much, let your husband kiss you."

Wei Jing flicked away the books on the table in a hurry, and hugged the man onto the table, her head, whose hair was a little disheveled by the night wind, pierced Wei Chu's shoulder regardless.

"Wait... Ah Jing, listen to me and you first..."

Wei Chu grabbed his collar and leaned back, but was dragged back by Wei Jing's ankle.

"It's too late to listen. I said on the bed later, let me take a good look at you first. I haven't seen you for seven hours. I really can't bear it."

Even so, after Wei Jing gently held the face of the person in her arms, she directly lowered her head and kissed the longing lips.

The tips of Wei Chu's ears were as red as overcooked crabs. He clenched his fist and gouged Wei Jing's shoulder, only to find that the bastard had grown stronger in recent days, and his knuckles knocked on it without warning. He was slightly numb from the shock.

While kissing, Wei Jing took out a thin booklet from her bosom, and said to Wei Chu like offering a treasure: "Chuchu, what good things did you get?"

Taking advantage of the time to take a breath, Wei Chu quickly looked at the booklet in Wei Jing's hand——

!!!

What's the difference between that and the books hidden in the secret compartment on Wei Jing's couch the night they first met!

Wei Chu suddenly stuttered in embarrassment: "This, this, you, are you crazy? What are you doing here with this thing!"

Wei Jing grinned, spread out the pages of the book on the table next to Wei Chu, pinched his chin to force him to read: "I asked for this from Doctor Qin before I came here, he said Compared with the first and last stages of pregnancy, your condition in these three months... is very suitable for this."

Wei Chu bit his lip and stared at him.

Stared at by her sweetheart's dark eyes that seemed to be soaked in water, Wei Jing's half of her body went numb: "...Chuchu, do you want to meet your husband?"

"You...you shut up."

Wei Chu stretched out his hand to pinch his mouth to prevent Wei Jing from talking nonsense, but unexpectedly, Wei Jing pouted and kissed his warm palm.

Wei Chu, who was blushing, was so angry that he could not speak coherently: "Wei Jing, you, you are so, you are so..."

Wei Jing's puppy shook the non-existent tail behind him triumphantly, and made a gesture to hug Wei Chu to the couch.

Suddenly, there was a deep voice trying to suppress a smile from behind the screen:

"My lord, are you sure you want to do this?"

Wei Jing hurriedly gathered up his sleeves in a panic, and when he turned his head to look at the source of the voice, he was already stunned.

"Yue... Father-in-law?!"

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