Chapter 580

"Mulberry smoke, don't sleep. We'll be there soon." A special boy's voice in the voice change period sounded in his ears.

Mulberry smoke hazily saw the shadows of trees around under the cold moonlight.

"Mulberry smoke, we're almost there. Hold on for a while. When you get to the station, you'll have something to eat." The boy's voice remembered again.

Sang Yan saw a thin little boy with an equally bony child on his back.

Sang Yan knows that the child on his back is himself.

She seemed to stand in the air and look at the little boy and herself.

"Sang Yan, when we grow up, I'll take you to big cities and eat all kinds of delicious food. The outside world is wonderful. You have to work hard. You can't fall down, don't die, and don't leave me alone, okay? "Mulberry smoke?" There was a slight sob in the little boy's voice.

OK.

The mulberry smoke shed tears.

OK.

She wanted to tell the boy: OK.

But she couldn't make a sound.

On the boy's back, he lay motionless on his not generous back.

Sang Yan wanted to reach out and touch the boy's face, but her hand passed through the boy's body.

Sang Yan looked at the boy carrying her through her body.

Her heart overflowed with boundless sadness, drowned by sadness.

"Mulberry smoke, mulberry smoke." There was another sound in my ear.

"Mulberry smoke, wake up, wake up, mulberry smoke."

Someone shook her body.

Sang Yan tried to open her eyes. As soon as she returned to her body, she instinctively shot and attacked the objects around her. She was caught by her wrist: "Sang Yan, it's me."

Sang Yan looked at a handsome and strange face.

It's no stranger. This is her husband, Rong Cheng.

Sang Yan couldn't tell why. Rong Cheng always gave her a strange feeling. She looked at Rong Cheng in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Rongcheng asked gently. He reached out and touched sangyan's forehead.

Sang Yan stretched out his hand to block it, and then let Rong Cheng's hand touch her forehead.

"No fever? I just saw you sweating. Did you have a nightmare? " Rongcheng is full of concern.

Sang Yan gently shook his head: "no, it's just that his heart is suddenly uncomfortable."

She chose not to say anything. She just thought it was the best. She didn't know why. She didn't want Rong Cheng to know her dream. It seemed that in this way, she could protect the little boy and herself.

"Let me have it checked." Rongcheng's concern is sincere.

Sang Yan grabbed his hand and gently shook his head: "no, I seem to be too hungry. I always feel very hungry."

Rongcheng smiled and touched his head: "fool."

He got up, got out of bed, rang the bell and told the servant to bring food.

There are lingering dreams in Sang Yan's mind.

She sighed in her heart, got up and stretched a little.

Rongcheng hugged her in his arms, and his lips had pressed her.

Mulberry smoke is a little out of breath.

She had no interest in kissing.

Rongcheng is always very interested in her body, but she can't do it at all. Fortunately, this kind of thing doesn't need a woman to take the initiative.

Sang Yan sometimes questions why she married Rong Cheng. Does she love him?

I don't think so?

But Rongcheng loved her very much, which she really realized.

She was out of breath and leaned softly against Rongcheng.

Rongcheng was very satisfied.

She grabbed his hand and gasped softly, "no, I want to eat. I'm hungry."

Rongcheng chuckled over her head, "OK, eat."

His voice was also full of spoil.

Gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

The maid knocked at the door.

Rongcheng opened the door and took the tray from the maid.

In the middle of the night, sang Yan didn't know why she was hungry. Maybe it was the dream. She didn't know how to explain to Rong Cheng, so she said she was hungry.

Now I really see food and find that I'm really hungry.

There is a bowl of white porridge, several dishes and a glass of milk in the tray.

Rongcheng brought the milk: "drink some milk, it will help you sleep."

Sang Yan took a sip.

Rongcheng pulled her to sit down at the table.

Sang Yan turned his head and looked at the wall clock. It was two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Rong Cheng handed the spoon to Sang Yan: "have a taste. This shredded bamboo shoots is specially made for you as your mother sees you like."

If my mother died, I didn't expect to eat the dishes she made for herself.

Sang Yan's hand paused.

Rongcheng took shredded bamboo shoots and put them into her spoon. The mulberry smoke was put into her mouth. It was very sour and delicious.

She couldn't help eating another mouthful of porridge. Seeing that she liked it, Rong Cheng was also happy and brought her vegetables.

"Sang Yan, when we grow up, I'll take you to big cities and eat all kinds of delicious food. The outside world is wonderful. You have to work hard. You can't fall down, don't die, and don't leave me alone, okay? "Mulberry smoke?"

A little boy's dumb voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Sangyan was stunned and suddenly rolled in his stomach.

She got up and ran to the bathroom.

"Wow...", the food I just ate vomited out.

"Sang Yan, sang Yan, what's the matter with you?" Rongcheng was surprised.

He chased in and patted mulberry smoke on the back.

Mulberry smoke spit out everything. Finally, he began to spit bile and sweat.

Rongcheng is in a hurry. He rushes to the door and calls for someone to come in and serve sangyan and call for a doctor.

There were fireworks upstairs and downstairs.

Mulberry smoke's stomach is empty and people are soft. They have no strength at all.

He washed himself again with the help of the maid.

Rongxin took her to bed and put her away.

"Mulberry smoke, mulberry smoke, where are you suffering? Tell me what's wrong with you? " Rongcheng is already terrified.

Mulberry smoke can't tell where it's uncomfortable. She gently shook her head: "I'm fine now, but I don't have strength. I'm fine."

Rongcheng can't relax.

Yelled at the servants, "where's the doctor? Where are you dead? Why don't you come? "

The servants replied with fear: "it's coming soon, it's coming soon."

An older maid braved herself and whispered, "young master, will you have a little grandmother?"

"Yes? What do you have? " Rongcheng didn't understand.

"If you are pregnant, will your grandmother be pregnant?" She said carefully.

Everyone knows that the young master loves her very much. Although she is always cold and indifferent to others, the young master is obedient to her.

Since the birth of the young grandmother, no women on the island who were ordered to collect were sent to the young master's bed. It can be seen that the young master doted on the young grandmother.

Rongcheng was stunned.

Mulberry smoke was also stunned, and then there was a layer of sadness at the bottom of his heart.

She has no joy, only sadness. Why?

Rongcheng knelt down with his face full of emotion: "mulberry smoke, you may have a baby? You want to be a mother, I want to be a father! "

Mom and Dad, what a strange name!

Where are her parents?

She has no memory at all. Her mind is in chaos. Who is the little boy in her dream? Why does her heart ache and want to cry at the thought of him?

Rongcheng thought her dull expression was the same as himself. She was too surprised.

He gently held sangyan's hand: "sangyan, do you hear me? We may have to be parents. "

Sang Yan's hand tried to draw back, but Rongcheng held it very tightly. She couldn't help sighing in her heart.

"Rongcheng, I'm so tired. I want to sleep for a while." The sound of mulberry smoke is very light.

"OK, OK, OK, you sleep, you sleep, I'll watch you and wait for the doctor." Rongcheng is obedient.

Sang Yan closed her eyes. She always felt that closing her eyes was safer and more reassuring than opening them. Having that little brother in her dream made her feel very reassured.

When sang Yan woke up, it was already daybreak.

Rongcheng sleeps beside her.

She slept heavily, but she never saw the little boy in her dream again.

Sang Yan took a look at Rongcheng's face and took back his eyes.

She didn't move. She knew that if she moved, Rongcheng would wake up.

I don't know why, she doesn't want to face Rongcheng.

Is she in love with someone else?

But the boy in the dream is not yet an adult.

Who is he? Where is he?

When did you marry Rongcheng and why did you marry Rongcheng?

She can't remember at all.

Her memory is confused.

She felt as if she were in a chaotic world, and she couldn't see the things around her.

She always wants to escape.

What happened to her? Why do you always want to escape?

Why does she feel that she doesn't love Rongcheng? Mingming Rongcheng loves her very much.

Is there something wrong with her brain?

Sang Yan's eyes blinked, a little astringent, and then shed tears.

She cried. Why did she cry?

She doesn't know. She just wants to cry, especially sad.

"Sang Yan, are you awake? What's the matter? " Rongcheng woke up.

He was considerate of her, and he could feel her uneven breathing.

Sang Yan doesn't know what's wrong with her, but Rong Cheng is her husband. She should let herself love him well.

She leaned her body against Xiang Rongcheng and buried her head in Rongcheng's chest.

Rongcheng was very pleased with her initiative and put his hand around her.

He kissed her gently between her hair: "mulberry smoke, the doctor came. He said, you have a baby in your stomach."

Sangyan's tears flowed more fiercely. Her face was buried in Rongcheng's arms, and he felt motionless.

"The doctor said that when you are just pregnant, you should be extra careful in everything. The mood of pregnant people will change greatly. I think so. You seem to be in a bit of a wrong mood. However, the doctor said that you will get better in a few months. Now during this period, you can cry and laugh if you want, and I will accompany you." Rongcheng's words are gentle and sincere.

Sang Yan nodded softly and didn't speak.

Rongcheng pulled her up: "come on, get up and have something to eat."

Sang Yan sat up, but shook his head: "I don't want to eat."

"That won't work. Now you eat alone and two people consume it. If you don't eat, the baby will be hungry, so even if you eat and vomit, you have to eat. If you vomit, you can eat again."

Rongcheng coaxed her.

The whole family knew about grandma's pregnancy. Everyone was more careful and didn't dare to go out.

The tyranny of the eldest young master is not much better than that of the second young master. In the past, he could control his temper.

Since the birth of the great young lady, the great young master's temper has completely changed with the great young lady's mood.

Now, the young grandmother is pregnant. Everyone is more careful for fear of doing something wrong or startling the young grandmother and being pulled by the young master to make flower fertilizer.

Mulberry smoke is always cold.

Servants sometimes feel that the young grandmother's people are here. They don't know where they have gone for a long time.

However, in this case, I would never dare to mention it in front of the young master.

Looking at the way the young master treats his young grandmother is like treating a rare treasure. Holding it in his hand is afraid of being frightened, holding it in his mouth is afraid of being melted, and the tips of his eyebrows and corners of his eyes are full of love.

They have never seen such a young master.