---With almost no hesitation, Jun Zihao replied coldly: "No time!" ---
Mering Pavilion
On a soft pillow, Jun Ziyan lay lazily, with a comfortable and leisurely look on his face, and a soft smile that could not be concealed on his face.
In front of the couch, the boy in the wooden wheelchair was leaning down and pressing against his mother's belly. He was talking to his mother and chatting with his unborn sister.
The cool breeze blew into the dormitory through the window lattice, and the warm sunlight refracted, shining on the woman's smooth and jade-like face, giving it a warm luster.
Suddenly, the young man's handsome face froze. The young man who had lowered his head to rest on Jun Ziyan's belly suddenly raised his head, his starry eyes full of surprise, and exclaimed in shock: "Mother, my sister kicked me, she really kicked me just now."
In the past few months, what Xuan Han said the most was——
‘My sister will definitely be as sharp-tongued as my mother’,
"When my sister turns five, Chao'er must teach her how to make tea."
'After returning to Peach Blossom Valley, Han'er will make a small rattan bed for his sister.'
Every time Junziyan and Sushajue heard such words, their temples would ache and they would look like they couldn't bear it.
Hearing this, Jun Ziyan chuckled, his face was as clear as a flower, and his plump hands covered his 'son's' childish face, and asked: "How did Han'er know that she would be a younger sister? What if she was a younger brother?"
"It's all good. My younger brother and sister Han'er both like her. As long as she is obedient in her mother's belly and doesn't hurt her, otherwise I won't let her go as a brother." The childishness that Su Xuanhan had just retained was instantly replaced by his brother's.
He looked majestic, but could not hide the joy between his brows.
"Haha, how about Han'er giving the baby a name that is suitable for both men and women?"
For several months, Su Shajue searched through hundreds of family names but could not find anything he liked.
Whenever he talks about "naming", he always has a sad face, but Jun Ziyan knows that it is because of his guilt for his flesh and blood.
Perhaps it was because I remembered that I had thought about aborting my baby, so I always tried to choose the best name when choosing it, but it often had the opposite effect.
Jun Ziyan was not interested in naming, so he had no choice but to put off the naming matter again and again.
"But Han'er is afraid that he won't get it well." Su Xuanhan was naturally flattered and overjoyed to get this job, but he was also afraid that it was beyond his ability.
"It doesn't matter, the baby won't be born for more than three months, think about it slowly." Jun Ziyan said with a loving smile.
"Yes, Han'er understands." Su Xuanchao obeyed the order and no longer had any scruples!
At this time, the tightly closed door of the pavilion was pushed open, and a pretty face came in, smiling at the mother and son lying slumped on the screen: "What do you mean you are so happy?" A voice like a silver bell came from Wanyan Yixi's mouth.
burst out.
"Xi'er, you're here!" Jun Ziyan smiled and stood up and sat down.
"Aunt, my sister kicked me just now." Su Xuanhan's tone was full of pride.
Hearing this, Junzi was speechless and rubbed her forehead. She really wanted to tell her son that she was the one who was kicked. When did it become his?
"Really? Then I'll listen too."
When Wanyan Yixi heard the words, her eyes shone brightly. She took three steps forward and put her ears to Jun Ziyan's belly like a curious baby. She stretched her ears to listen carefully, showing no trace of the demeanor of a married woman.
"Auntie, don't get too close, you will crush my mother and sister!" Su Xuanhan stared at his mother's bulging belly and shouted, fearing that Aunt Yixi would crush it without any trace.
"Oh, don't make any noise. If you don't get closer, how can I listen? Shh-" Wanyan Yixi raised her finger to her lips, signaling her vicious nephew to be quiet.
"But if you are too close, my mother and sister will feel uncomfortable." Su Xuanhan retorted, his handsome eyebrows knotted.
"You're so noisy!" Wanyan Yixi glared
"——Take it easy!" Su Xuanhan frowned.
Seeing them like this, Jun Ziyan's plump face was filled with a smile that couldn't be concealed, and he comforted his son: "Don't worry Han'er, my aunt will be sensible. When the time comes, it's time for you to perform acupuncture. Don't let me."
Uncle has been waiting for a long time."
"That's right, when we women are talking, a little old man like you is too much trouble here!" Wanyan Yixi stuck out her tongue and said successfully.
Hearing this, Su Xuanhan frowned even more. Just when he was about to warn his aunt, he heard Li Yubai appeared outside and said in a respectful voice: "Young Master, the time has come, it's time to perform the acupuncture."
"Go ahead and talk to your mother and baby after the injection." Jun Ziyan smiled lightly.
Seeing this, Su Xuan Han nodded slightly and said reluctantly: "I know, Han'er will go right away." He did not forget to cast a glance at his aunt who was still clinging to her mother's belly, and then ordered Li Yubai to come in.
Ge pushed him out.
There were only two people left in the waiting room, and Wanyan Yixi still listened with curiosity on her face.
Until she felt a tremor in her belly, her pretty eyes opened wide, she raised her head with excitement and exclaimed to Jun Ziyan: "It's true, the baby kicked me too."
"Xi'er, when you have a baby, the baby in your belly will do the same."
Even if this girl gets married, she still looks like she has not grown up.
The woman's smile is as beautiful as a flower, as warm as the sun, and her eyes are as clear and transparent as a spring.
Such a smile made Wanyan Yixi fall in love with her, and her heart suddenly ached. She put her hand on her hand and asked, "Sister-in-law, aren't you afraid?"
She had seen with her own eyes how Ding Qianrong's oil lamp had dried up after giving birth, and she really didn't want her sister-in-law to end up like that.
When a person dies, nothing will be left in the end, so what is the use of all the efforts made during his lifetime?
Her relationship with Brother Jue was hard-won. If it was because of this fetus that she ended up——
Then wouldn’t she and Brother Jue—
Wouldn't she feel that the gains outweigh the losses? She didn't understand why she was so insistent!
Hearing this, a trace of solemnity flashed across Jun Ziyan's face, and he stretched out his hand to cover his belly out of habit. A trace of guilt flashed through his eyes, and he said: "Afraid, how could I not be afraid? However, whenever I put my hand here,
When I feel the baby squirming inside my body and feel her life, I will feel that fear and endurance will become worth it."
"I really don't understand how you and Brother Jue think that you dare to take such a big risk." Wanyan also complained in his tone.
When a gentleman hears his words, he just smiles and says nothing!
Life is almost a gamble every day, so why doesn't she gamble meaningfully?
Maybe, she will betray Jue, but she will never forget her love with Jue.
Outside the pavilion, the man who was about to knock on the door hesitated, and finally put down his hand. The conversation in the room suddenly came to his ears. Junjun's face had a sultry arc, and his eagle eyes showed a hint of guilt and struggle.
In the end, he turned around and left. His tall figure could not hide his loneliness. Even the scorching summer light could not dispel the coldness in his heart.
As he walked out of Prince Su's palace, the man quickly got on his horse and rode away in the dust.
Suddenly, a green shadow flashed in front of his eyes, the man's waist tightened, and a gentle voice came from behind: "Hey, Wanyan Che, you have finally been hurt by me, now let me see how you can run away!"
After saying that, he hugged the man's waist tightly with both hands and smiled arrogantly.
This person is dressed in men's clothing in green clothes, with his hair tied up in a high crown. His face is more feminine and less heroic. This person is Mo Suifeng's younger sister, Mo Suixiang.
For more than a year, Mo Suixiang was determined and unyielding, which is admirable.
However, in the eyes of the hard-hearted Wanyanche, it turned out that "she has nothing to do but has enough to eat, this woman must be sick".
"Go away, if you don't want to be kicked off the horse by 'Lie Po', just get off. You will have to bear the consequences later." Wan Yanche squeezed Mo Suixiang's wrist, his cold words were filled with disgust, and his eagle eyes were as cold as ever.
.
"Ah, it hurts, Wanyan Che, do you know how to be kind to others? I have been chasing you for more than a year, and I even fell out with my brother and Murong Villa because of you, so you can't be a little nicer to others.
? People are all made of flesh. Haven’t you been moved a little bit by my unremitting pursuit and courage of you? Not at all? You must avoid me like a snake and a scorpion."
Mo Suixiang was so angry that he really wanted to split this man in half to see if his heart was made of iron and why he wouldn't eat it.
What about 'a man chases a woman across a mountain, and a woman chases a man across a dusty veil'? Is this a lie? She has exhausted all her tricks of stalking, shamelessness, and shamelessness. Why is this man still not being used?
When he sees her, his face breaks down, and if he opens his mouth, he will either get out or face the consequences at his own risk!
"Since Miss Mo has made such a request, Che has no choice but to accept the order. It's time for Che to repay your kindness!" Wanyan Che sneered, his eagle eyes flashing with brilliance.
"You finally figured it out?"
Just when Mo Suixiang couldn't believe it and was happy, he heard Wanyan Cheli shouting "drive"!
The handsome black horse raised its hooves and screamed. The tall horse's body was bent at 180 degrees, and the person sitting on the horse almost wanted to fall off.
When Mo Suixiang didn't notice, his face changed and he exclaimed.
Under the scorching sun, I saw a green figure on the horse sliding down majestically. When she reacted, she immediately put one hand on the ground, turned her body beautifully, and landed steadily on her tiptoes.
However, when they landed safely, the figures of the man and the horse were no longer visible, only the dust was billowing, and Wanyan Che had fled on horseback.
"Asshole, Wanyanche, you dumped my aunt again." Mo Suixiang yelled angrily, his voice shaking like thunder.
*
twenty-first century
After a lot of trouble last night, Jun Zihao wore a tie with his two national treasure eyes in his eyes and got ready to go to work.
After breakfast was ready, he stood in his stepsister's room and knocked on the door: "Yanyan, are you awake?"
Even though I shouted, there was still no response from the people in the room.
Jun Zihao frowned and turned the doorknob to find that the room was unlocked.
"Yanyan!" There was silence in the room.
The woman on the bed was sleeping soundly at this time. Her peaceful sleeping face came into view, and Jun Zihao's eagle eyes flashed with tenderness.
He stretched out his hand to gently push aside her hair, and after covering her with a quilt, he gently kissed her forehead and said to her sleeping step-sister, "Good morning, Yanyan!"
*
In the car, Jun Zihao held the steering wheel with one hand and pressed the dial button on his mobile phone with the other.
"Hey Veil, have you done what I told you last night?" His tone was cold and his expression was serious.
"It's done. The maid will be here at nine o'clock." The person on the other end of the phone was his assistant and junior student.
"Very good! I'll pick her up right now, that's it."
"Senior, please wait a moment." When the call was cut off, the other party suddenly stopped him.
"Is something wrong?" Jun Zihao frowned.
"Hey, senior, Senior Sishen returned to China today, and I couldn't contact you last night, so let me tell you that I hope you will pick her up at the airport at two o'clock this afternoon." The tone on the other end of the phone was a bit ridiculing.
With almost no hesitation, Jun Zihao replied coldly: "No time!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of cord cutting.