After thinking about it for a while, Ling Chenyi spoke: "Then, if nothing happened to the second brother and that young lady, then the child in her belly is not the second brother's." ”

"Go on." Osmanthus waved her hand slightly, motioning for Ling Chenyi to continue, while she herself changed into a comfortable position, leaning back on the pillow, and relaxed a lot.

"So what do you go on? Throw her out of the Ling Mansion, and return the second brother and second sister-in-law to their peaceful life! This time Ling Chenyi was speechless, he really didn't think about it.

House fighting or something, it's really not Ling Chenyi's strong point, otherwise after Ling Fei'er's ridiculous thing happened, he wouldn't have clicked with a knife and directly sent people to Zhuangzi's solution.

Osmanthus snorted, closed her eyes a little tiredly, and said softly, "I want to eat." ”

"Huh? Ay! I'm going to bring it to you, my little ancestor! As soon as Ling Chenyi heard this, he hurriedly got up and walked towards the door, with a posture of wanting to serve his own lady in person.

Little ancestor?

This title made Osmanthus stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.

She also knew that she was angry with Ling Chenyi because of Ling Wenbo's affairs, but Osmanthus herself was not sure whether today's Ling Wenbo would be tomorrow's Ling Chenyi.

I think that after Ling Wenbo married Meihua, the small life of the two of them was also sweet and tired.

Osmanthus thought that such happiness could continue forever, but she never thought that there would be such a fork.

Not to mention whether it was a misunderstanding that night, or Chu Jiaoyan was deliberately seducing, in short, a man can even admit his daughter-in-law wrong, is this kind of love really true?

While having doubts about the love between Ling Wenbo and Meihua, Osmanthus couldn't help but think of Ling Chenyi.

This man can be said to be holding himself in the palm of his hand and loving him now, but after all, they are still just newlyweds, and the time they have really been together can even be counted on two fingers.

Can the intimacy of the present really represent the future?

While osmanthus is worried about plum blossoms, she can't help but worry about her future.

Failed marriage, failed love, such a weight, but can she bear it?

got up and went to the ground, walked to the window, and the osmanthus found that the sun had sunk in the west, and the day was about to pass.

A little less hot evening, blowing a breeze, bringing a little coolness, osmanthus calmly looked at the sycamore planted in the yard, but the heart was thinking about how to solve the plum blossom matter.

What is and what is leaving, what is the resignation, these fights are just osmanthus's angry words.

Not to mention that the marriage between Meihua and Ling Wenbo was pointed down by the emperor Chrysostom, just to say that if the current Meihua really goes out of Ling's mansion, how to live in the future is a problem.

With Meihua's character, can she really bear the ending of being completely separated from Ling Wenbo?

and their two children, do you really want them to live a life of having a father and no mother from an early age, or having a mother and no father?

It's been said that the angry words have been said, but they can't really become reality.

Osmanthus sighed, raised her hand and gently rubbed her temples, looking very tired.

Not long after, Ling Chenyi personally walked in with a bowl of bird's nest, and when he saw Osmanthus standing at the window, his face immediately changed in fright, and he hurriedly stepped forward to close the window.

"Ling Chenyi, I'm just pregnant, not confined, if I keep stuffy, it's not good for me or the child." Osmanthus turned around and walked to the table, eating bird's nest by herself.

"Really? That's it! Well, when you stand at the window in the future, remember to put on more clothes. Ling Chenyi knew that she couldn't do it with her own mother now, and she wasn't standing at the window anymore, so it was better to talk to her now.

As for whether pregnant women can blow the wind and other things, I'll ask Gu Lao later

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