Xiao Qianyu on the hospital bed didn't move, his forehead was still a little blue because of the pinholes, and his lips were a beautiful pink.

The lupine-like eyelashes drooped down, and he looked extremely quiet and well-behaved.

After Su Xiaoya finished yelling, he hugged his son who had not been born long ago, and cried.

"Little things, actually"

Qi Muchen panicked, his lips were close to her ear, and he was about to speak.

But Su Xiaoya was in a hurry, desperately pushing him away, and he didn't come up in one breath, and fainted directly.

When Su Xiaoya woke up, he found himself lying in his room.

The light was dim, and several maids stood by and looked at her worriedly.

She opened her eyes and was horrified to see that the maids were all dressed in white and even had white flowers on their heads.

White!

"Chiba is dead, isn't it! What about a thousand feathers! Where is he! ”

Su Xiaoya cried heartbreakingly, and grabbed a maid's hand, so strong that he almost crushed the other party's fingers.

"Ma'am. Don't worry, madam. You've been asleep for a day. ”

"Young Master Qianyu is weak and has already passed away. Mr. Qi asked you to have a good rest first. He was afraid that you would be sad, so he didn't dare to let you know. ”

The maid resisted the pain in her fingers and spoke tremblingly.

But Su Xiaoya pushed them away like crazy and rushed to the door of the room.

Leaning on the corridor, his hands tightly gripping the railing of the corridor, his eyes fixed on the door of the hall.

The hall of the Qi family villa was white, as if it had been arranged as a mourning hall.

A small coffin was parked in the center.

Su Xiaoya's legs were weak, and the whole person almost fainted again.

She didn't know when she had gone downstairs, when she had walked to the coffin, and how long she had been crying on it.

In a trance, she was already crying so loudly that her voice was exhausted, and her hands were holding the little coffin tightly, not knowing when they carried his little Qianyu out.

I don't know when I was carried upstairs by the servants.

There was a buzzing sound in her ears, as if someone was talking in her ear.

"Madam, Mr. Qi said that you don't have to go to the little master's burial this time, I'm afraid you will be sad when you see it."

"The young master is still Qi when he is old, and he means to go directly into the ground, so that his bones can be buried in the ground."

In the back, Su Xiaoya didn't know what they were talking about, so she sat in the room like this, sitting silently.

I don't know how long time has passed, I don't know if I'm hungry, I don't know if I'm sleepy.

Qi Muchen never appeared, and she thought that he must not dare to come to see her.

If he appeared in front of her now, she would definitely pick up the knife and stab it hard.

Yes, she will.

Su Xiaoya stared at the air for a long time, until someone knocked desperately outside the door.

"Little Tooth!" Tang Rou's anxious voice sounded at the door.

Because the door was locked, the other servants didn't dare to open it, and when Tang Rou finally came, she simply went to get a hammer and smashed the door lock directly.

The door slammed down, and a cute, tender baby face appeared in the doorway.

Her head slowly raised, and she cried for several hours, Su Xiaoya's eyes were already swollen like walnuts, and she looked haggard and pale.

His eyes wandered and he was dazed.

Xiao Qianxun was held in Tang Rou's arms, and she was a little scared to see such a mommy.

The little head was nestled on Tang Rou's shoulder, and her eyes were flashing, and she was about to cry.

Although Xiao Qianxun and Xiao Qianyu are her dragon and phoenix fetuses, their appearance is not similar.

(Education 123 Literature Network)