--Looking up, the two of them saw a patch of emerald green bamboo, feeling dazzlingly warm--
Prince Su's Mansion
three months later
Yanbo Pavilion
The sun is shining brightly, the early summer is warm, and the years are like leaves falling slowly without leaving a trace!
Bamboo forest surrounded by greenery, beautiful and beautiful!
The man is dressed in Xuan brocade and plain clothes, his hair is tied with a crown of jade, he has a tall and tall body, he is rich and handsome, and his appearance is elegant.
The woman is dressed in light green gauze. Although she has a graceful figure, she can't hide her elegant and clean temperament. Her eyebrows are cold and proud, her smile is light and her eyes are kind.
Along the way, the man carefully supported his wife, who had a slightly swollen belly with one hand on her waist. Youtan's eyes were filled with doting, nervousness and happiness.
The couple walked side by side in the bamboo and green pavilion, creating a perfect ink painting of people wandering the bamboo wall.
Suddenly, the man's footsteps stopped. He thoughtfully took out a silk handkerchief from under his sleeve and wiped his wife's temples. He said gently: "Ziyan, let's go sit in the pavilion for a while. Don't get too tired, okay?"
The voice is moist and clear, like warm wind penetrating the heart.
"Sit again? We just came out of the dormitory not long ago, right? Jue, it's good for the baby to walk a little more and exercise more." Jun Ziyan frowned and smiled, his clear and clear eyes filled with happiness.
"No, let's rest for a while. Look, I'm sweating all over. Be obedient!" Su Shajue smiled fondly and insisted on helping his wife to the direction of Yanbo Pavilion.
Seeing this, Junziyan could only laugh and give up.
Because of Youxi's reasons, Su Shajue temporarily left Peach Blossom Valley and returned to Fulu in order to provide his wife with a good place to raise a baby and all the necessary conditions, in order to provide his wife with some needs in a timely manner.
After returning home for two months, Su Shajue only acted as an idle king and ignored everyone and everything in the court. However, if friends occasionally came to visit and brothers reunited, that was a different matter.
The Empress Dowager was extremely disappointed with her son and was very dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law, so when they returned home, she returned to Tianji Temple the next day to retreat and rest, out of sight!
In this regard, Su Sha will never listen to it, and the gentleman is happy to be at ease.
As soon as the two entered the Yanting Pavilion, two maids immediately brought tea and cakes. Seeing such a loving master, the two maids smiled similarly and bowed respectfully.
After setting his wife down and sitting down, Su Shajue rolled up his sleeves and sat down. The two of them sat side by side on the long stone bench.
It was a hot day, but he hugged Jun Ziyan firmly, and he felt at ease and safe.
"Jue, if you act like this, I will feel very stuffy and hot, and so will the baby." Jun Ziyan smiled slightly and frowned.
Maybe it's because my belly is really big, and my lung capacity is a little overloaded. I haven't walked a few steps, but when I sit down to talk, I feel out of breath. Plus, being hugged by the person behind me, my white jade temples
The fine sweat overflowed in layers.
"Hot? Then I'll fan you, what about this? Is it still hot?" Su Shajue half-listened and half-heard. When he heard her say it was hot, he didn't let go of the hand that was wrapped around her waist, but the other hand
He neatly pulled out the Confucian fan prepared at his waist.
Open it wide and aim at Jun Ziyan's side face, fanning gently, not hard but not soft, like a wisp of breeze in the hot summer, very good, very good!
Jun Ziyan was instantly amused by her husband's cute and considerate behavior, which made her giggle again. This kind of laughter filled the man's ears with happiness almost every day.
She never knew that Prince Su, who was always calm and composed, could have such a cute side.
She was several months pregnant, but she didn't feel anything. Instead, she was very nervous about this person. She, a modern woman, had learned what it meant to be inseparable and never move.
She also deeply realized how it felt to be tightly pressed by a piece of brown candy, but she was not annoyed at all, and her heart was filled with overflowing happiness.
"What's so funny?" Su Shajue was infected by her laughter. He put down his Confucian fan, put his hands around her waist, and leaned her whole body on him, his handsome face pressed against her smiling face. , lowered his lips and asked with a frown.
"It's nothing, I just think that my husband, Jun Ziyan, is worthy of being a role model for men, hehe!" Jun Ziyan didn't answer the question. She felt so comfortable that she fell into his arms and closed her eyes tightly.
"Huh, you're just going to make fun of me, are you tired? Well, why don't you sing a little song for your husband?" Su Sha Jue fanned her hand gently, kissed her temples affectionately, and placed one hand on her On her slightly swollen belly, she felt the wriggling movement of the fetus in her arms, and asked with a gentle smile.
"Which piece of music does the prince want to perform today?" Jun Ziyan teased with a smile. He was neither annoyed nor expecting his neck-stirring singing voice. He followed his words and asked.
Ever since he learned from medical books that he should communicate with his son more during pregnancy, Prince Su would practice one piece of music every three days and one big piece every five days. His perseverance was unrivaled.
However, he had no idea that his throat, which he was born with, was so unpopular.
In the process of diligent training, the servants in the palace were often made restless. Everyone in the palace was dissatisfied, but no one dared to say a word. They just wished that they could be killed when their master sang a song, or be lucky enough to be deaf for life.
Even though Princess Su knew that her husband had several different qualities, she never thought of revealing it, adhering to the attitude of "taking her husband as her heaven, and never rejecting a song".
Therefore, Prince Su became more and more courageous and never stopped, but he suffered a lot from the servants in the house.
It can be seen that the "beautiful" singing voice of Prince Su has reached the point where heaven and earth are angry, and everyone is angry when hearing it.
"It's a very simple song. I suddenly remembered it. I remember that when my third sister-in-law was pregnant with Haner, she was humming a song like this all day long, waiting for her third brother to come back. I forgot the lyrics, but I do remember the tune. , I hum it for you and the baby."
"It's been ten years and you still remember? What kind of memory do you have!" Jun Ziyan looked sideways at him and said in surprise.
"I also suddenly remembered it. The tune is still quite vague in my mind, but it should be right." Su Shajue kissed her again and smiled confidently.
"Okay, let's just listen to it reluctantly, hum!" Jun Ziyan wrinkled his nose and pursed his lips and smiled at him, then leaned into his arms again, waiting for the good news.
Upon hearing this, Prince Su immediately picked up the tea brought by the maid and took a few sips to clear his throat.
Hum hum, hum, hum hum, hum -
The low-temperature sound is constantly coming from the nasal sound, covering up the bad voice of the usual throat. The sound quality is surprisingly warm and intoxicating, like old wine. The tone has a touch of sadness, but it can make people feel a strong Love.
However, it is obviously a light melody, but it makes people feel sad inexplicably.
As the hot summer breeze blows into Jun Ziyan's ears, accompanied by the sound of leaves colliding with each other in the bamboo forest, it is like a lead stone thrown into her unshakable heart.
The ripples on the lake surface are circled layer by layer, reflecting the man's uneasiness and distress.
The undulating waves of the lake are the ups and downs of gratitude and sourness in the woman's heart.
At this moment, Jun Ziyan seemed to see a married lady sitting in this smoke pavilion ten years ago. She was all alone, stroking her slightly swollen belly and humming a tune. Her body was so lonely and cold, but And so strong.
Because she was surrounded by the aura of a loving mother, as if there was a barrier surrounding the mother and child, allowing her to sustain herself every day while she was waiting for you to give birth.
Even if, in the end, God doesn’t go with people’s wishes!
The man closed his eyes and hummed, his handsome face pressed against his wife's smooth side, his hands entangled with her, covering his wife's slightly swollen belly. This shaky happiness scared him, and only at this distance would he not be afraid.
Feeling the panic in Su Sha Jue's heart getting stronger day by day, Jun Ziyan Quan's eyes turned red, his throat became stiff, and his fingers were entangled with his.
Looking up, the two of them saw a patch of emerald green bamboo, feeling dazzlingly warm.
The warm and mellow tone of wine in my ears is still humming, like a force invisibly attacking the enemy.
The breeze caresses my face, and the bamboo leaves sway gently against each other. The dazzling green is so full of vitality!
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Guys, the meatballs are back!
Wanzi has been digesting the news these days. Wanzi persisted in medication for two years and finally lost hearing in his right ear. Haha, that feeling is honestly really unpleasant.
But fortunately, Wanzi has another ear, so don’t be afraid, as long as I get used to it! Thank you everyone for your concern for Wanzi, so I will continue to write this article!
Ao Fei’s follow-up article is about an optimistic vitality. Everyone, please work hard and have courage at all times. Living is hope! ^_^