A few years ago, because of Qing'er's ignorance, Tangning was burdened with a stigma that no man could bear.
And just yesterday, Tangning finally proved to her that not only was she wrong, but she was terribly wrong.
Early in the morning, when she heard the noise coming from outside, Xiu'er opened the door, looked at Qing'er standing at the next door, and asked: "What did you do last night? I went to your room to look for you, but you weren't there."
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"I'm going to serve the lady..." Qing'er replied and went back to her room. Xiu'er's sharp eyes seemed to have discovered something, and she immediately said: "Wait a minute!"
She quickly ran outside, ran to Qing'er, looked her up and down, and asked, "Why is your hair like this?"
Both of them used to wear maid hair, but when Qing'er put her hair up, she immediately looked different from before.
As for those of them who are maids, there is only one possibility for them to tie their hair in this way.
Xiuer suddenly lost all sleep, looked at her with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "You, you and my uncle..."
Qing'er didn't answer, but a trace of blush appeared on her face, and Xiu'er instantly confirmed her guess.
Madam is pregnant, so as Qing'er's maid, she naturally has to serve her uncle in place of her...
For a moment, the way she looked at Qing'er changed immediately. There was joy, shock, and envy in her eyes...
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Although Tang Yaoyao was busy with the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce, she couldn't wait to come back after hearing the news of Zhong Yi's pregnancy.
Although she herself has a natural fear of giving birth, this does not prevent her from being happy for her best sister.
After staying in Zhong Yi's room for a long time, when I returned to my yard, I saw Xiu'er sitting in front of the stone table, holding her chin in one hand, not knowing what she was thinking, looking very worried.
Tang Yaoyao walked over, patted her head and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Although Xiu'er is just a maid, she is also a sister who grew up with her.
Xiu'er came back to her senses, stood up immediately, looked at Tang Yaoyao, and asked: "Miss, Xiu'er can I ask you a question..."
"Inexplicable..." Tang Yaoyao glanced at her and said, "What's the question? Just ask it."
Xiu'er thought for a while and asked: "Miss, sister Xiaoru is about to give birth to a baby, and sister Xiaoyi is also pregnant. When does the miss plan to have a baby?"
Tang Yaoyao's face turned red, she glared at her, and said angrily: "Why do you ask this!"
"People also care about young ladies..." Xiu'er sighed and said, "This is something we women will definitely experience. Young ladies can't live without having children for the rest of their lives."
Tang Yaoyao curled her lips and asked, "Why not?"
Xiu'er said: "Miss, think about it, it is the continuation of your and your uncle's life. After you have a child, there will be one or two little ones around you and call you mother. They will regard the lady as the closest person.
Miss can teach them martial arts and watch them grow up day by day:..."
Tang Yaoyao had a longing expression on her face. Obviously, Xiu'er's words also touched the soft spot in her heart.
Although her mother's death due to dystocia left an indelible pain in her heart, her determination to save herself regardless of her own life at that time still makes her feel sad when she thinks about it.
Perhaps, when she has a child of her own, she will understand how her mother felt back then.
However, when he looked at Xiu'er and saw the expression on her face, a trace of doubt emerged in his heart and asked: "You seem to want me to have a baby..."
Xiu'er lowered her head and said: "I also like children very much. When the young lady has a child, Xiu'er can help the young lady take care of him..."
Tang Yaoyao rolled her eyes at her and said, "You like children so much, why don't you just give birth to them yourself..."
Xiu'er said aggrievedly: "Who am I going to give birth to..."
Tang Yaoyao said: "My uncle, haven't you wanted to get married for a long time?"
Xiu'er lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes, and whispered: "Where did I think..."
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Tang Yaoyao asked Tang Ning yesterday if she wanted to take Xiu'er into her house, but Tang Ning decisively changed the subject.
Zhong Yi must have been sincere when she mentioned this matter. But if Tang Yaojing said these words, Tang Ning would have to be more careful with her.
Maybe she would turn her back on him just as he nodded. Tangning would never fall for this kind of clumsy fishing trap again.
Nowadays, most of his thoughts are on Xiao Ru, who is about to give birth.
My mother-in-law has already come to Guizhou. When she came, she brought with her a midwife with rich experience in delivering babies. It is said that she used to deliver babies to the concubines of the imperial palace.
In this regard, as someone who has experienced it, she is more thoughtful than Tang Ning thought.
The day Tang Ning was looking forward to came as promised. Xiaoru gave birth to Tang Ning's first daughter on one day in early April. Mother and daughter were safe.
The experienced midwife was retained by Tang Ning because of her good performance. She was originally unwilling to stay in Guizhou Province. After seeing the money Tang Ning offered her, she said that all future midwives would be covered by her.
It's on her.
The swaddled baby fell asleep next to Xiaoru. Tangning walked to the bedside, stroked a stray hair on her temples, held her hand, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoru..."
"It's not hard." Although Su Ru's face was pale, her eyes were filled with happiness. She looked at Tang Ning, her beautiful eyebrows arched, and murmured: "Brother Ning, we have our own daughter. I'm not dreaming."
Bar……"
She looked at Tangning with a dazed look in her eyes.
The little Ning who grew up with her and whom she followed behind and shouted "Little Ning, little Ning," the little Ning who once promised to grow old together but almost lost her, eventually became her husband-in-law and gave birth to her together.
Their bones and blood were released...
Tangning hugged her into her arms and whispered: "Silly girl, how could this be a dream..."
He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead gently.
Among the most important women in his life, the one he owed the most was Xiaoru.
If it were not for his appearance, the Little Ning she calls should be her own Little Ning, the Little Ning who does not need to share with anyone...
But even so, in the past few years, from Lingzhou to the capital, and from the capital to Qiandi, even though she and Tang Ning were often together and away from each other, and there were several more sisters in the family, she always stood by Tang Ning's side silently.
, treating him as everything to her as always...
Tangning patted her hand and said, "I'm going to cook for you. This month, I will make sure that you and your baby girl are fat and healthy..."
As soon as the eldest daughter of the Tang family was born, she became the apple of everyone's eye. Even Su Mei rushed home and personally gave her a gift.
Tangning did not inform Jiangnan about the news of Xiaoru and Xiaoyi's pregnancy. He knew that given his mother's temperament, she would rush back, but he felt that it was better for them to spend some time together first.
It was May in the blink of an eye. Under Tang Ning's careful care, Su Ru recovered very well, and even her figure became plumper than before.
Women are always particularly concerned about their figure, even the soft-tempered Xiaoru is no exception.
Even though Tang Ning told her over and over again that she looked better this way, that she had a bit more mature charm compared to her previous frailty, she still followed Xiaoxiao to practice every day, determined to change back to her previous appearance...
Tangning looked at the two people in the yard, shook her head and smiled helplessly, and suddenly realized something. She looked at Qing'er beside her and asked, "Qing'er, what day is today?"
Qing'er counted the numbers on her fingers and said, "Uncle, today is the ninth day of May..."
Tangning felt an inexplicable chill in her body, and finally realized what important thing he had been neglecting these days.
At this time, in the distant Chu Kingdom, a woman slashed a small tree as thick as her arm in half with a sword, and said with a frosty face: "It's been a year..."
