Huarui glanced at me, her eyes finally fell on his profile, and smiled, "Don't worry, Qingdie is downstairs. I will pay attention to it and make sure our child is born safely."
Our child?
Duoduo felt as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to move or even think.
Their children, the children of that woman and her husband!!
Now she finally understands the feelings of those old ladies when faced with the mistresses dragging their children with them. They feel so miserable that they would rather die than die. They wish they could chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs!
But this can only be an idea. At this time, Duoduo is very helpless. She wants someone to shout "cut". If she wants to do it again this time, this scene will not work; she really wants someone to tell her that this is fake.
Prince Lanling would not have children with other women; she wished he could explain it to her personally...
She would rather let him tell her that he loved Hua Rui more than he loved her, even though he would still let her down in the end and gave her the most beautiful but fragile dream in the world. She didn't want him to do this.
But he didn't, he just pursed his lips, his eyes were so indifferent that nothing could be seen, and his expression was so indifferent that there was no depth to it.
Duoduo smiled erratically, "Congratulations, Prince and Concubine, you finally have your child. As a aunt, do you want me to give you any gifts?"
Prince Lanling lowered his head so that no one could tell what his expression was. He poured another mouthful of wine into his mouth, and it seemed that it had reached his calf before it passed through his throat.
After a long while, he said again: "No, I'll give it away after I'm born."
Hua Rui smiled happily. She stretched out her hand and put it on his left hand that was resting on the table. The scene was very affectionate.
Duoduo wanted not to look at those two hands, but he couldn't help but look at them, which stung his eyes again. He only felt a stinging and painful soreness traveling back and forth in his nasal cavity.
She wanted to cry, but she held it back; she wanted to laugh, and he said it would make her happy, but she couldn't laugh and just wanted to cry.
Duoduo tilted her head slightly to prevent them from seeing the sparkle in her eyes, "This dish is good. The concubine should eat more to absorb the nutrients."
After saying this, she almost wanted to bite off her tongue. Why didn't she slap the table and get up? Why didn't she curse and leave?
When I returned home, it was already dark, and I looked up at the stars in the sky, which were particularly beautiful.
Hua Rui returned home first by carriage.
Duoduo walked back with him, and he held her hand, but it couldn't give her the warmth she wanted, and instead felt a little cold.
The evening breeze was very gentle, but the feeling when it blew on her body was the same as the wind blowing on her body in the cold winter months, the same lack of temperature, the same biting coldness.
Neither of them spoke, they just walked leisurely under the starlight.
What a romantic thing this must be! It's a pity that they each have their own secrets, their own things, and their own sighs.
After entering the house, they were still holding hands like this. He seemed unwilling to let go. After waiting for a long time, he didn't get the explanation he wanted to hear, so he gently pulled his hand away.
"I'll go back to Lingyue Pavilion by myself." She said with a smile.
"Can I go back alone?" he asked worriedly.
"There's nothing wrong with it. There are so many guards in the house, why are you worried that I will be abducted?" She continued to smile.
But the powerlessness behind the smile is something only you know!
He touched Duoduo's face and looked at her very seriously, "Be careful when you go back, and remember to close the windows when you sleep." He warned her carefully, as if she was the treasure in his hand.
She didn't nod, turned around and left.
I'm afraid if it's a moment later, he will find her crying.