Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 80 Mu Jin [End]

The day after the letter was sent, Shen Yuxiu still came to Yan's house.

Yan Cheng took Song Jinshu to the ready-to-wear shop, and the servant who notified him didn't know what to do, so he had to tell Yan Chi the matter.

Originally thought that Yan Chi would choose not to see him, but he did not expect that he would invite Shen Yuxiu in.

"Let him come to my yard."

Yan Chi had just woken up, his clothes were hanging loosely on his body, and his face was a little impatient of being woken up.

Shen Yuxiu was taken by the servants to the front of the Zhuyuan Gate. Yan Chi was controlling the wheelchair to come here. The warm sunshine in winter was sifted by the sparse branches, and the light spots were printed on Yan Chi's body, face, and hands, and followed him. Yan Chi raised his head to look at him, his eyebrows and eyelashes were plated with light gold, and his thin pink lips were slightly raised.

All the words he wanted to say were completely forgotten at this moment. It was not until Yan Chi turned his eyes behind him and opened a bigger smile that Shen Yuxiu came back to his senses and turned back.

Fang Jun met Shen Yuxiu's gloomy gaze, and awkwardly stopped the footsteps he wanted to avoid. He had just finished his duty and rushed over from the palace, still carrying the cakes sold by Granny Wang at the end of West Street.

Hearing that Yan Chi was seeing Shen Yuxiu in the front hall, he stopped, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he still walked to Yan Chi's yard.

He was not worried about Shen Yuxiu, nor was he worried about Yan Chi.

"Why are you here so late today?"

Yan Chi's demeanor today is a little different from usual. He would not smile so brightly on weekdays, let alone ask him why he came so late.

Realizing that he was being used as a shield by Yan Chi, Fang Jun not only did not get angry, but consciously walked behind Yan Chi and put the cake on Yan Chi's lap, skillfully put on the cloak hanging behind the wheelchair for him.

The calmness on Shen Yuxiu's face could no longer be maintained. He saw Yan Chi smiling at Fang Jun, so angry that his temples were jumping and hurting.

"Is it him?"

When the voice came out, even he was frightened, hoarse as if he hadn't slept all night.

"It's because of him, so do you forgive me?" Shen Yuxiu squatted down and looked at Yan Chi with blood dripping from his eyes, "So, is it my fault or yours?"

The blood on Yan Chi's face quickly faded when he saw it. At that time, Shen Yuxiu knew that he had said something wrong, but he rarely felt the thrill of revenge.

"Does he know that you even conceived a child for me?"

Yan Chi clenched his hands into fists, and his round nails sank deep into his palms, but he didn't seem to feel the pain.

Because his eyes were not blinking, Yan Chi spoke with difficulty and sentenced Shen Yuxiu to death.

"Shen Yuxiu, it's time for you to grow up."

Shen Yuxiu seemed to be nailed to the spot by a long sword. After Yan Chi said this, he didn't look at him again. Fang Jun pushed the wheelchair and turned around and closed the courtyard door.

"Do you want to lie down?"

Yan Chi lowered his head and couldn't see clearly, and nodded silently when he heard Fang Jun's question.

He then hugged Yan Chi, and when he was about to put the person on the bed, he found that Yan Chi was tightly clutching his front, his whole face buried in his chest.

"I'm sorry," Yan Chi was trembling all over, and it was difficult to even speak, "...I took advantage of you."

Hearing him say that, Fang Jun laughed instead and hugged him even tighter.

"It's okay, it's okay to cry, it's okay to cry."

Fang Jun patted Yan Chi's back lightly, feeling the jagged spine under his palms, and the distress in his eyes could hardly be hidden.

Yan Chi didn't cry or make trouble for the past few days when he came back to Yan Mansion, and he even talked a lot less. Both Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng were worried that he was suffocated, and Yan Chi would shrink into Fang Jun's arms, turning from sobbing to howling.

After that day, the atmosphere between Yan Chi and Fang Jun became a little strange.

Fang Jun will still visit Yan Chi at the Yan Mansion after his duty is over, and the things he brings are no longer just the cakes sold by Grandma Wang, and occasionally small snacks and gadgets that children like to play with.

Yan Chi was at a loss with those things, but Song Jinshu was amused and laughed.

"Big Brother Fang doesn't chase people at all." He sat in Yan Cheng's arms, his stomach was already bulging in a terrifying arc, Yan Cheng worried that Song Jinshu's stomach would be burst every time he saw it, "If it wasn't for the big brother's good temper, he would Now, I have to hold my head and escape."

Fang Jun grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he didn't know the tricks to make people happy, and everything he did was done with sincerity, which made it easier to impress Yan Chi.

Yan Cheng pretended not to see the envy in Song Jinshu's eyes. Now that he is a month old, he can only stay in the house every day. Song Jinshu even dreamed about going out to set off lanterns and watch fireworks at night.

Song Jinshu's birthday is approaching, Yan Cheng has prepared a lot of surprises behind his back, and he has arranged all the fireworks and lanterns Song Jinshu wants.

But they didn't expect that their children would arrive earlier than their birthdays.

On the day of Song Jinshu's production, Yan Cheng happened to go to Buzhuang in Licheng, and the house was busy.

Yan Chi stood beside Song Jinshu, holding a handkerchief in his hand to wipe the cold sweat oozing from Song Jinshu's forehead.

Before the birth canal was fully opened, Song Jinshu clenched his lower lip, blood spilled from the gap between his teeth and dripped down the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm..." Song Jinshu was supported by his midwife and walked around the room, his legs shaking like a sieve, "Second Master, Second Master... When will you be back?"

His whole body was almost exhausted. Looking at the swaying Ping An knot on the top of the bed, the scene he had dreamed before flashed in front of him. He grabbed Yan Chi's hand and slammed his nails into the back of Yan Chi's hand, leaving four bloody Nail print.

"He, did he... don't want me anymore?"

Yan Chi was more anxious than him, his lips were pale, but he still didn't forget to comfort Song Jinshu, "No, Feng Zhong won't want you, he loves you the most. "

Song Jinshu chewed this sentence repeatedly in his mouth, as if he could gain strength from Yan Cheng.

"Young master, hurry up, I can't see the child's head yet, it will suffocate him badly.

"

Finally, the birth canal was fully opened, but Song Jinshu had spent all his strength before, feeding bowl after bowl of ginseng soup into his mouth, and vomited more than half of it.

When Yan Cheng hurried back to Youdu, it was already night. Song Jinshu fell into a coma twice and then struggled to wake up. His hair and clothes were all wet and stuck to his skin, looking extremely embarrassed.

Yan Cheng broke into the delivery room despite the obstruction of his servants, and when he saw Song Jinshu covered in blood, his heart was broken.

Song Jinshu could hardly tell whether he was real or imagined by himself. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and was held by Yan Cheng without hesitation.

With a warm breath sprayed on his cheek, Yan Cheng kissed the back of Song Jinshu's hand over and over again, hot tears spilling down the bed.

"I love you," Yan Cheng cried along with Song Jinshu, "I love you, Jinshu."

At three o'clock, Yan's mansion was brightly lit, and the shrill cry of a baby broke through the sky.

"In this life, only Mu Jin is the only one." Yan Cheng lowered his head and kissed Song Jinshu's cool forehead, "The child's name is Mu Jin."

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