---Jun Ziyan caressed his temples and really wanted to ask her, how did she survive the cold winters of the past sixteen years? ---
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After 'Miss Yi' returned home, the General's Mansion became a little more lively in this cold early winter.
On that day, Miss Sun, Miss Yi, and Taijun gathered together to chat about domestic affairs, and the room was filled with laughter from time to time.
Everyone in the General's Mansion was smiling, laughing at the sudden title of 'Ex-Mrs.', and they were just busy with the happy event in five days. Red silk and red lanterns were hung high in the General's Mansion, and the words "Double Happiness" were pasted on the door.
Festive.
On the other hand, the general seemed to be busy working from five to six in the spring, and no one was seen all day long, as if the military affairs were so complicated that he didn't even have a chance to breathe.
Because 'Lan Xiyuan' was already occupied by the general at this time, the Taijun ordered Manager Liu to place 'Miss Yi's' temporary residence in the 'Pengli Xiang' for five days.
At night, the cold wind whizzes, and the moon is cold and clear.
pineapple compartment
In the elegantly furnished pavilion, Junzi Yan was sitting on the plum and osmanthus wood dressing table behind him, combing his hair. The wooden comb was in his hand, straightening three thousand blue hairs.
In the Feng Luan mirror, she has a smile on her eyebrows, her cut eyes are beautiful and shining, her lips are lightly curved and the crescent moon is deeply sunken, and her pale face is flushed, which is a symbol of her gentlemanly happiness.
She never thought that her destination would be in ancient times! Along the way, all this was luck that she had never expected.
Five days later, she will be Sha Jue's wife, Xuan Han's mother, and the mother of her future children.
Under the sleeves of the cloud gauze, fine jade catkins caressed her abdomen. Thinking of Xuan Han's satisfaction when he called her 'Mother Ziyan', her eyes became more loving.
"I don't know, will the first child born to Sha Jue be a boy or a girl? It would be better to give birth to a girl first, so that it can be a companion for Xuan Han."
Jun Ziyan murmured to himself and then smiled to himself, his eyes shivered brightly, a faint blush appeared on his fair face, and the cold pride between his brows was now replaced by expectation and longing.
At this time, outside the house, through a window lattice, there was a person standing hidden in the night.
The man's eyes were filled with mist and were slightly red, as if he was holding back millions of sorrows. His extremely bright and handsome face was masked by an unprecedented failure.
The hands under Xuan Jin's sleeves trembled and clenched, and finally they were unable to separate. His slender figure leaned against the blue and white stone wall. The original idea of going in was completely crushed after hearing Jun Ziyan's words, and instantly turned into broken porcelain.
The sharp blade-like wind blew across his face, and silk threads flew everywhere. His heart was so painful that it was so painful that it was difficult to suppress it, as if it was entangled by a mane, and it was often suffocating.
What was it like for him to experience defeat for the first time?
At this moment, he just wants to hold on to everything in front of him, he just wants her to live, nothing else matters, even if she will blame him one day.
Suddenly, the sound of slight footsteps was heard, and the woman inside seemed to be slowly approaching the window lattice. Her expression suddenly changed, and she immediately used Qinggong to leave.
Now, he couldn't face her expectant eyes.
"哐——"
Jun Ziyan opened the window lattice, and the chill of the biting wind made her neck shrink and she stared outside.
No one? Is it her imagination?
When Quan's eyes darkened, she thought it was Sha Jue sneaking in. It seemed that she was overthinking it!
After laughing at himself, Jun Ziyan closed the window lattice and prepared to sleep.
“Knock knock—” Suddenly, there were several knocks on the door.
"Who?" Junzi Yanquan's eyes lit up, who was it?
"Ziyan, it's me, it's too cold tonight, I want to spend the night with you, otherwise I will freeze to death." When the door was outside, Wanyan Yixi answered inward with a cute smile, her voice clear in the night.
Very crisp and bright.
Jun Ziyan stroked his temples and really wanted to ask her, how did she survive the cold winters in the past sixteen years?
This girl obviously has something to say to herself.
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There are two more updates, ::gt;_lt;:: Ziyan is very happy today, and invites everyone to come and have a wedding drink, hehe!
The new article "Stealing Concubines: Don't Mess with My Mother" has been published, and there is a link. I hope you can collect and support it. In the hot summer, this article is for everyone to smile and blow a kiss! ^_^