In the early morning, a ray of early sunshine shone down, illuminating the entire world.
In the lotus pond of Baixianxuan, the green lotus leaves stand up straight and energetic, and the dewdrops on the lotus leaves roll cutely with the breeze from time to time. Dragonflies occasionally stop on the pure white lotus flowers, as if they are leaning over to watch. The fish playing in Linxia.
In the room, Wuyou woke up in a daze and looked around subconsciously.
"Brother Xian?"
Not seeing Wen Xian, Wuyou immediately got out of bed.
Looking at the small wooden figures placed together on the round table, Wuyou's nose felt sour.
Picking up the completed boy doll, his slender fingers caressed the picturesque and handsome facial features little by little.
The tears from the corners of his eyes slid down unconsciously and dripped onto the young man's face.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
"woke up?"
Wuyou raised his eyes and saw Wen Xian walking over with a tray.
"Why are you crying again?"
Seeing the tears on Wuyou's face, Wen Xian immediately came over and wiped her tears distressedly.
"Did you get up last night and carve it?"
Wuyou looked at Wen Xian with tearful eyes.
Wen Xian glanced at the young doll in Wuyou's hand, reluctantly held the corner of his lips, and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.
"Fool, this is worth your tears."
She didn't know how precious her tears were.
Wuyou blinked his tears and gently pushed Wen Xian away.
"Let me look at your hands."
Wuyou reached out to hold Wen Xian's hand, but was dodged.
"fine."
His hands were clenched into fists and held behind his back.
"Let me see."
Wuyou stretched out his hands stubbornly, like a stubborn little donkey.
Wen Xian laughed and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "It's really okay, nothing happened at all."
Thinking of something, Wen Xian added, "Are you still in pain? I made brown sugar water and drank it soon."
Wen Xian said, picking up the small bowl on the tray and handing it to Wuyou.
Looking at the crisscross knife marks on Wen Xian's fingertips, Wuyou's eyes instantly turned red again.
"There are so many scratches and they still say it's fine."
Wuyou grabbed the small bowl from Wen Xian's hand, took out the ointment from his arms, and carefully applied it to the wounds.
Looking at his fingers that were back to normal, Wen Xian chuckled, "Look, everything is fine now. You can drink now."
Wen Xian picked up the small bowl again, scooped up a spoonful of sugar water and brought it to Wuyou's lips.
Wuyou's pretty face blushed slightly, "I don't feel any pain anymore."
Wen Xian curled his lips, "You can drink it if it doesn't hurt. There's no harm in drinking this brown sugar water."
Worry-free and helpless, I could only lower my head and drink the brown sugar water.
In the pavilion of the Imperial Garden.
Wen Xian pinched Bing Zhi's listless face with a playful look on his face.
"What's wrong? Who is messing with our little princess again?"
Bingzhi pouted and slapped Wen Xian's hand away.
"Third brother, what do you think happened to eldest sister?"
Wen Xian raised his eyebrows, confused by Bing Zhi's inexplicable words.
"What's wrong?"
"I just went to Feise Pavilion. Long Li said that the eldest sister didn't see anyone."
Bingzhi lay on the stone table, pouting her mouth depressedly.
Wen Xian raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What did Long Li say?"
"Sister, please be quiet and don't see anyone."
Bingzhi thought of something and suddenly straightened up, "Hey, do you think the eldest sister had a quarrel with Brother Ning?"
Wen Xian frowned, "Probably not."
The two guys were in a good relationship now, so how could they quarrel in such a good way? Besides, Ning Zichen probably wouldn't be willing to make her eldest sister sad.
Bingzhi blinked her big eyes and was about to say something when a voice came.
"It should be related to Senior Brother."
The two of them turned around together and saw Han Xiao leaning against the column.
"how do you know?"
"how do you know?"
The two said in unison.
Han Xiao's eyes flashed slightly, "I guessed it."
Both of them had black hair and glanced at Han Xiao coolly.
Seeing the identical expressions of the big one and the small one, Han Xiao curled up the corners of her lips imperceptibly, changed the subject, and asked, "Where's Wuyou?"
"Going to find Xiao Si'er."
He said it worry-free, and Wen Xian's eyes suddenly softened.
"Ah, Sister Wuyou is going to help Fourth Sister make clothes again, and I'm going too."
After Bingzhi finished speaking, she excitedly pulled Chiyu and ran out.
Seeing the two little ones running to Zisheng Garden, Han Xiao and Wen Xian also walked to Zisheng Garden together.
In Zi Sheng Garden, Liang Sheng held a small piece of exquisitely made clothes and looked around happily.
"Wouyou, your hands are so skillful, you can do much better than me."
Wuyou's lips curled up slightly, he picked up the small clothes made by Liang Sheng and said, "Sister Sheng's work is not bad either."
Liang Sheng shook his head and chuckled, "I'm pretty good at making pills, but I'm really not good at needlework. You, on the other hand, have only been learning for a few days and you've already done so well. This talent is not something that ordinary people can have. "
"It's not as good as you said." Wuyou blushed a little when Liang Sheng praised him.
"If I say yes, then it's really good. Wait for me and I'll get some colorful silk threads."
Putting the clothes in her hand into the basket, Liang Sheng stood up and went into the house.
Wuyou picked up the needle and thread on the side and continued to make the small coat in his hand.
"Fourth sister, sister Wuyou."
Before I saw him, I heard his voice.
Wuyou raised his eyes and saw Bing Zhi pulling Chi Yu into the courtyard, followed by Wen Xian and Han Xiao.
Seeing Wen Xian, Wuyou panicked, threw away the clothes in his hand in a panic, and stood up quickly, but he stumbled and bumped into the edge of the stone table.
The sudden sharp pain made Wuyou's little face turn pale instantly.
Sensing Wuyou's strangeness, Wen Xian rushed over immediately.
"What's wrong? Where did it hit?"
Wuyou clutched his stomach tightly and wanted to speak, but couldn't utter a single word.
Seeing the cold sweat on Wuyou's forehead, Wen Xian became even more anxious, picked up Wuyou and ran into the house.
"Little four."
Bingzhi and others came to their senses and followed immediately.
"what happened?"
Hearing the sound, Liang Sheng dropped the colorful silk thread and ran out.
"She's at the edge of the table. Help her quickly. She seems to be in pain."
Wen Xian said anxiously while placing Wuyou on the soft pedal.
Liang Sheng's expression changed when she heard Wuyou's collision, and she immediately held Wuyou's Hao wrist and helped her feel her pulse.
Seeing Liang Sheng's increasingly solemn expression, Wen Xian became anxious.
"How about it?"
Liang Sheng lowered Wuyou's wrist with a solemn expression, "You guys go out first."
"I"
Wen Xian wanted to say something else, but was pushed out directly.
With a bang, the door was closed.
"child."
Wuyou clutched Liang Sheng tightly, his pink eyes full of pleading.
"It's okay, don't worry it'll be okay."
Liang Sheng patted Wuyou's hand and whispered relief.
"Relax, let me check it for you."
Wuyou obediently let go of his hand.
Outside the room, Wen Xian walked back and forth anxiously.
Bingzhi looked at the door worriedly and suddenly said, "Third brother, is sister Wuyou pregnant?"
Wen Xian paused for an instant and turned around suddenly, "What did you say?"
Han Xiao also straightened up instantly and looked at Bing Zhi nervously.
Bingzhi blinked, "No? Then I guessed wrong."
Wen Xian grabbed Bingzhi's shoulders and said, "You said she was pregnant."
The raised voice was full of nervousness.
Seeing Wen Xian's excitement, Bingzhi swallowed her saliva in fear.
"I just saw her holding her belly and thought she was pregnant."
Wen Xian's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were full of fear and panic.
She is pregnant.
She is pregnant
"I'm fine. Maybe I ate too much sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the afternoon."
"Brother Xian, these plums are so delicious."
"I... I'm not feeling well today."
But why? The medicine was obviously given by him himself, so why was she still pregnant
"Brother Sansan, you pinched me."
Feeling that her shoulders were about to be crushed, Bingzhi finally couldn't help but speak.
"Calm down."
Looking at Bing Zhi's painful face, Han Xiao immediately stepped forward and grabbed Wen Xian's hand.
Wen Xian suddenly shook off Han Xiao's hand and said with red eyes, "How do you ask me to calm down? She is pregnant, how do you ask me to calm down."
Seeing Wen Xian who was almost crazy, Han Xiao was shocked and immediately pulled him out of Zisheng Garden.
Bing Zhi and Chi Yu looked at each other and both had a bad premonition.
"Let me go."
Wen Xian kept struggling, and Han Xiao picked up his collar and pushed him against the wall.
"Calm down, she is alive and dead inside now, and whether she is pregnant or not is not the point at all right now."
Han Xiao's roar made Wen Xian freeze for an instant, and he slid down against the wall slumped little by little.
in the room.
"How is it?" Wuyou looked at Liang Sheng nervously.
Liang Sheng frowned, with a solemn look on his face.
"It's red, and there are signs of a tire slide."
Hearing this, Wuyou's heart tightened suddenly, and his face turned a little pale.
child
Caressing his belly, Wuyou's eyes instantly turned red.
Seeing Wuyou's little bloodless face, a hint of unbearability flashed in Liang Sheng's eyes.
"Don't worry, just take a few days to rest and you should be fine."
Liang Sheng said, took out a pill and handed it to Wuyou.
"This is the pregnancy pill, you take it, and I will make some pregnancy medicine for you later."
Wuyou obediently took the pregnancy pill.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, the child will be fine."
Liang Sheng wiped the cold sweat from Wuyou's forehead distressedly.
Wuyou raised his lips weakly, "Thank you, Sister Sheng."
"You go to sleep for a while, I'll make some medicine."
Liang Sheng took the thin blanket and gently covered Wuyou.
Wuyou grabbed Liang Sheng's hand and said, "Don't tell brother Xian."
Seeing the prayer in Wuyou's eyes, Liang Sheng nodded subconsciously.
"Um."
The door was gently pushed open.
Looking at Wuyou's pale little face without a trace of blood, Wen Xian's eyes instantly turned red.
He stretched out his hand and gently caressed the picturesque and delicate eyebrows, bit by bit, with great attachment, and leaned forward to kiss the whitened lips, with deep heartache and pity.
"I can lose the whole world, but I can't lose you."
As if he had figured it out, Wen Xian tucked Wuyou into bed and walked out resolutely.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wuyou finally couldn't help but shed a tear from the corner of his eyes.
In the small kitchen, Liang Sheng poured the prepared fetal medicine into the medicine bowl.
Wen Xian walked in and his eyes suddenly turned dark as he looked at the medicine bowl.
"how is she?"
Seeing Wen Xian, Liang Sheng shook his hand and almost spilled the medicine.
After gathering her thoughts, Liang Sheng put down the medicine jar, looked at Wen Xian and said, "She is fine. She just hit her waist. She will be fine after a few days of rest."
"The medicine is ready. I'll give it to her."
Liang Sheng said, picking up the tray and walking out.
Wen Xian turned around expressionlessly, "We can't keep the child."