"Why, he won't come out?" Yang Jinyi asked expressionlessly, crossing his arms.
After all, Xiaomei had known Yang Jinyi since she was a child and knew that he was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Faced with his sinister face, she not only did not feel intimidated, but was very kind to her: "My uncle kicked me out."
"Why is this kid so stupid again?" Yang Jinyi was even more puzzled. He frowned and asked Zhao Xiong, "Didn't he tell me not to make it public?"
It turned out that when Zhao Xiong went to the military camp to look for someone, Fang Zhiwen was still the same Fang Zhiwen. But when the three of them mounted their horses and headed back, Zhao Changyuan suddenly blocked their way like a divine soldier descending from the sky.
Zhao Xiong was not too surprised. He knew that with Zhao Changyuan's temperament, at this time, as long as he had the slightest chance, he would definitely try his best to come back.
Yang Jinyi was confused. He thought to himself, wasn't this pretty boy poisoned by some kind of poison? He became so crazy that he killed anyone he saw. The footprints on his butt kicked by him still haven't disappeared. Why did he come back? ?
But it didn't take a moment for Yang Jinyi to figure it out for himself. As long as he is an ordinary man, he can't help but have a kind of sovereignty towards his wife and children. People can take advantage of them at any time, but there are at least two things that must not be taken advantage of by others. .The first is to sleep with his wife, and the second is to be a father. This is the first day in his life when he changes from "son" to "I", not to mention that this is a feat that kills two birds with one stone. How can this supreme glorious moment be cheap? other people?
As a result, stuntman Fang Zhiwen took a back seat and was sent by Zhao Changyuan to make other arrangements elsewhere.
Zhao Changyuan himself mounted his horse and eagerly embarked on his way home. Before arriving at the gate of the Zhao Mansion, he solemnly told Zhao Xiong and Yang Jinyi: "I am coming back today. Do not make any announcement. Dad and my second brother will still treat me as such." I am Fang Zhiwen." There are actually many reasons why he made this consideration.
First of all, since he still had to leave, it was inconvenient to make too much noise to avoid causing trouble when leaving.
Secondly, he doesn't want too many people to know about his current situation, especially Pan Zhuqing. He doesn't have extra energy and time to guard against Pan Zhuqing's plot.
The last thing he was thinking about was Fang Zhiwen...
Zhao Xiong and Yang Jinyi didn't know his intentions. But since he gave such serious instructions, there must be a reason for him, so they should just think of him as Fang Zhiwen.
But now this pretty boy actually stayed in the room without caring about himself and refused to come out... You know, even if you gave Fang Zhiwen ten thousand courages, he would never dare to act like this. It seems that Zhao Changyuan's acting skills are much worse than Fang Zhiwen's.
Someone has to take over the hot potato. Zhao Xiong had an idea and said to Yang Jinyi: "Jinyi, go and take Pan Jingyuan, He Yong and the others out for a drink or tea. Just stay here nearby and wait until the child is born. I will send someone to look for you."
As for the servants of the Zhao Mansion, he can dispatch them as he pleases. Anyway, these people will never go west if he says east.
"Hey, okay, okay." Yang Jinyi really couldn't figure out what his brother-in-law was doing. He was so secretive that he had to act like a thief when he went home. But thinking about it, he hid it from others but not himself. After all, he regarded him as one of his own. After thinking about it like this, Yang Jinyi felt very comfortable. He suppressed the smile on his lips, hummed a tune, and walked in the direction of Pan Jingyuan and He Yong's two couples.
Not long after, Zhao Xiong sent all the servants to various housing estates to carry out general cleaning on the pretext of welcoming the birth of a new baby. Such trivial matters at home were sometimes arranged by the mistress Liu. This was the first time that everyone heard about Zhao Xiong's actions.
Xiong gave such a down-to-earth order, and after a brief moment of disbelief, everyone dispersed in compliance with the order.
Mrs. Liu was not spared either. Zhao Xiong wanted to eat the shrimp dumplings she made by herself, braised beef, and duck soup she stewed... In short, she never let her idle for a moment. In fact,
If Ms. Liu thought about it calmly, she would realize that what her husband ordered were all her son Pingzhao’s favorite foods.
Time always flies by for those who are relaxed and happy. But for those who are going through hardships and suffering, it is like years. At this moment, Gong Yueyue, every second is like crawling through a
Spring and Autumn.
She has not been a squeamish girl who is afraid of pain since she was a child. Otherwise, she would not love red clothes and weapons, and would take the police exam behind her parents' back. During training, she was thrown hundreds of times by the instructor; when catching a thief, she was once
Her face was covered in blood after being punched; later when she became an undercover agent, she had to live at the point of a gun every day. But even counting the pain she suffered when she was shot, she has lived for so long and has spanned more than a dozen countries.
Century, there has never been such an unbearable experience as today.
During the labor pain, she was actually secretly glad that it was not as terrible as she imagined. But when the internal shocks that she could not touch or touch came one after another like waves, she found that she had underestimated the enemy.
The intensity of the pain seemed to be superimposed in a square series, and the frequency became increasingly dense, leaving her with fewer and fewer opportunities to breathe.
At first she could say one or two words to Zhao Changyuan, but later, she could not even hear a word of what he was saying. Along with the pain of almost being crushed in various organs in her abdominal cavity, she felt that she
It was being torn apart bit by bit from the inside out.
God is fair, giving people the right to continue their lives, but also requiring them to endure cruel tests that are on the verge of life and death.
God is also very unfair. He bestows strength and strength on men, but leaves the obligation of going through the test of life and death to women.
So at this moment, the most brave and powerful man in the world, who wanted to protect her the most, even at the cost of his life, was beside her, but he could only do nothing, watching her struggle on the edge of life and death heartbreakingly. She was sad
Realizing that the person she loves most cannot save her, no one can save her.
She heard her own increasingly desperate screams, and his gradually blurred and distorted face. She felt that this scene seemed similar...
Yes, she was once looked at sadly and called out in despair. The other person's face slowly became blurry like this, and then she died. Will she die again?
No, this time, she wants to save herself. She will not let herself be easily toyed with by fate between life and death. She wants to live, she wants her children to live. She, Gong Yueyue, will never give up her life
, will never let the people she loves get hurt again...
She opened her eyes suddenly, and the three blurry faces in front of her seemed to be saying something to her. She couldn't hear clearly and didn't care. She recalled the clips she had seen in TV dramas and collected the stories about those who helped mothers deliver babies.
Just a few words that Po Wen said. What about exhaling, inhaling, exhaling again, inhaling again... what about exerting force and exerting force again...
Once a person has the fighting spirit, it is easy to overcome the difficulties at hand. Gong Yueyue's fighting spirit comes from her anger towards fate. In any case, this angry emotion seems to be particularly useful to her.
She stopped howling in vain, and adjusted her breathing according to her own feelings again and again, so that she could maximize the use of oxygen and control her strength. If this rhythm didn't work, she would disrupt it and start again. I don't know how long it took, but she finally found
Find a rhythm that suits you.
She focused all her attention on the stress point on her waist, feeling the pain attacks again and again angrily and stubbornly. "If you have the guts, you will fucking hurt me to death! As long as you can't hurt me to death, I will fight!"
"Of course she didn't have the strength to say these words, but she had roared them dozens of times in her heart.
Suddenly, she almost had the illusion of overcoming the pain. It was like all the severe pain and anger that she had no way to vent suddenly found an outlet. This feeling of pleasure and hatred that shook her whole body came from nowhere.
She was powerless to pursue it, but it benefited her greatly, as if someone had taken away her pain.
No matter how difficult the road is, it has an end. No matter how great the hardship is, there is always an end. I don’t know how long it has passed, but a faint cry sounded in the room...
Gong Yueyue had never heard such beautiful baby cries, even though they came one after another, howling heart-breakingly. But she ended the painful journey with a smile of victory. Just like when she came, the pain was like a tide.
fade away.
The sounds in her ears gradually became clearer, and she was too tired to open her eyes. The smell of blood in the room was so heavy that she felt like she had blood in her mouth...
But was it really an illusion? She subconsciously opened her eyes and saw Zhao Changyuan's pale and gentle smile. His left hand was stroking the top of her head, and his right hand... his right hand was in her mouth.
He smiled heartily and kissed her moist eyes: "It's okay, I have thick skin and it doesn't hurt at all." Zhao Changyuan is not a made-of-iron Transformer, let alone a vampire in the castle. How come a flesh and blood body doesn't know pain? She
The bite just now split his skin to pieces, but it was too late for him to feel distressed at that time, so he didn't care about the pain. Being able to share the pain with her was exactly what he wanted. Moreover, it was he who took the pain himself in desperation.
Put the paw to her mouth for her to enjoy...
He didn't take it seriously, but Gong Yueyue refused: "Let me see." She had been bitten by him hundreds of times in the past year or so. Although he was just joking every time, next time she was bitten by him.
The mouth was very gentle, but sometimes she still grimaced in pain. Thinking about how her teeth had clearly cut into the flesh just now, and thinking about the smell of blood in her mouth, she no longer dared to think about it anymore...
Zhao Changyuan was a little embarrassed, let her see it, she would be heartbroken to death. Don't let her see it... There was no way to avoid her reluctance. After much deliberation, under her determined gaze, he had no choice but to hold him back from behind.
The blood on his hands was wiped on his clothes.
This scene was seen by Fu Yun, who was standing behind them helping Wen Po wash the baby, and it touched the softest part of her heart. This man was so stupid that others would feel sorry for him. She decided to help him out.
"You two cruel parents, don't you even want your own baby?" After saying that, he wrapped the child in swaddling clothes and walked towards Zhao Changyuan with one on the left and one on the right. (To be continued)