Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 56 Calculation

Fuxi Mountain was not far from the villa, and it was less than half an hour's drive by carriage. Song Jinshu was drowsy while sitting in the carriage. From time to time, his forehead was knocked on the wooden car window, and red marks were printed on it.

Yan Cheng was reading the ledger in the carriage when he heard a slight noise and saw Song Jin's book head slam into the wall of the carriage.

With a chuckle, Yan Cheng stretched out his hand and took his head to his shoulder.

There was a milky-white osmanthus on Song Jinshu's temples. Because of the close distance, the faint aroma rushed into his nose. Yan Cheng lowered his head and took a deep breath. His fingertips gently picked up the fine hair that fell on the bridge of Song Jinshu's nose.

I don't know if it was his delusion, Song Jinshu's skin has been getting better and better recently, like a boiled egg with its shell peeled off, Yan Cheng couldn't help pinching his face every night.

Seeing Song Jinshu pouting and struggling with dissatisfaction, he held back his laughter and let go of his hand.

"Hmm~"

Song Jinshu rubbed Yan Cheng's shoulder and found a comfortable place to sleep peacefully.

Yan Cheng froze half of his body and didn't dare to move. He only turned over the paper ledger with his left hand, and circled some important information on it with a pen from time to time.

Song Jinshu fell asleep, and after a while leaned on Yan Cheng's shoulder and snored lightly.

Yan Chi sat opposite the two of them and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the carriage, and the breeze blew in through the gap of the lifted curtain.

Yan Chi covered his mouth and coughed a few times, causing Yan Cheng to look up.

"When is the eldest brother going to bring brother-in-law home to show his parents?"

Yan Chi was stunned, but he didn't expect that Yan Cheng would suddenly mention this sentence.

He didn't let his parents worry about him since he was a child, and he was full of poetry and books when he was young. Anyone who mentioned him would praise him as a good boy.

Yan Cheng was raised by Yan Chi, and when his younger brother brought up the marriage, Yan Chi turned his head awkwardly and looked out the window, with an attitude of escaping the problem.

"Big brother used to scold me for not doing my job properly, but I didn't think that big brother's eyes were just like this."

The meaning in Yan Cheng's words couldn't be more obvious. Yan Chi's face changed, and he subconsciously stroked the cinnabar mole on the inside of his left wrist. .

Because of the deteriorating physical condition recently, the cinnabar mole doesn't seem to be as bright as before, and it has almost faded into a pink color that is almost the same as the surrounding skin.

"My father and mother's only wish now is to see the eldest brother marry a good family."

Yan Cheng pressed step by step, and Yan Chi had to look up at the younger brother. I don't know when it started, but Yan Cheng's eyes have long been gone. as clear as before.

Because of his health, he missed many of Yan Cheng's growing moments.

"I... never thought about this."

This is the first time Yan Chi has expressed his thoughts in his heart. Yan Cheng's eyes are straightforward and kind when he looks at him, reminding him of the little boy who often had to hug him to fall asleep when he was a child. dumplings.

"Who would want my body?" Yan

Cheng sneered and pushed back Yan Chi's words, "On the day of the wedding, my eldest brother told me not to be obsessed with the child, but the eldest brother himself couldn't see it through."

Chi Yi was startled, and a gratified and helpless smile appeared on his face.

"Fengzhong, this is different."

Yan Cheng didn't understand what was different. He only felt that Yan Chi's eyes were full of sadness, so he stopped talking in time and continued to look at the ledger in his hand.

When Song Jinshu woke up, the carriage just stopped in front of Fuxi Temple.

The little monk wearing a bronze-blue robe respectfully walked over and introduced everyone into the temple. Because there are often royal people in Youdu, the decoration of Fuxi Temple is much more delicate than that of Nanyin Temple.

The incense burner in front of the three Buddha statues in the hall was filled with burning incense, and the milky white smoke curled up and circled upwards, making it impossible to see the smile on the mouth of the Buddha statues.

"The donor is here." The

little monk bent down slightly and led everyone to the backyard, where a row of monks' houses with red tiles and white walls seemed to be built this year.

"There are rules in the temple. Men are not allowed to share a room with women. Brother, please forgive me."

After explaining everything, the little monk bowed deeply to everyone, and turned away with his companions.

Yan Cheng turned his head and took a deep look at Song Jinshu, then picked out the two monks' rooms facing the courtyard.

"You live in a room with my eldest brother, I live in a room by myself, and you can choose the rest."

Yan Cheng didn't bring many people here, only Yan Ze and their personal servant girls remained.

Yingbi glanced arrogantly at the two little maids next to her, and quickly walked to a room next to Yan Cheng. The two little maids had a bad relationship with her, and no one planned to live in a room with her. It was exactly what Yingbi wanted.

She put her burden on the wooden table in an uneasy mood, stood at the door and fidgeted around the stool a few times. After about half an hour, she finally heard a knock on the door.

Yingbi quietly opened a crack in the door, saw Yan Ze standing outside the door with a worried expression, and quickly opened the door to let him in.

"This is the sachet I got from someone else. If you put it in my second brother's room tonight, he will fall asleep within a quarter of an hour."

Yingbi took the sachet, her fingers trembling.

"Second Master...I...I'm afraid." Yingbi's fear was not fake. Although she wanted to climb onto Yan Cheng's bed and squeeze Song Jinshu down, she had never done such a thing.

The most extreme thing is to arrange Song Jinshu behind the scenes, so that all the servants and servants in the whole house hate him.

"What are you afraid of!"

Yan Ze was obviously in a bad mood. He frowned and sat down on the stool. He was looking up at Yingbi, but he felt a condescending sense of compulsion.

"You can only do this if you want to keep the child in your belly. As long as you say that this child belongs to my second brother, you will soon be able to fly up the branches and become a phoenix."

Yan Ze nonchalantly kicked Yingbi's The calf, watching the woman in front of her shrink as if she was frightened, felt amused.

"You don't have to be afraid even if my second brother wants to shed blood and confess his relatives. After all, this is my child, and my second brother is also related by blood." Yan Ze suddenly looked at Ying Bi and smiled, obviously smiling. But it makes people feel as if they are in a cold winter and a cold moon, "Sister Yingbi, you don't want people to know that this is my child, right?"

Yingbi only felt that the child in front of her was like a ghost.

"If someone knew that you were pregnant with my child, what would they say about you?"

Yingbi was trembling all over, the sachet in her hand was almost unsteady, her lips were white, "It's obviously... it's you, the third son..."

" Will they believe in me, or in you?"

Seeing the light in Yingbi's eyes gradually disappearing, Yan Ze nodded in satisfaction.

"You follow my arrangement. After tonight, you will be my second brother's side wife. When I see you another day, I will have to call you second sister-in-law."

Yingbi closed her eyes and made up her mind to accept the sachet.