Chapter 131 Don't Die

From Chunhui Courtyard to Yunfeng Pavilion, He Yuanling rushed here.

When passing by the garden, he met two servants who were working. He didn't hear them talking to them at all. In fact, he didn't even see them.

One foot stepped into the threshold of Yunfeng Pavilion, accompanied by his anxious voice.

"Hua Rou."

Everyone was in their yard, if something happened, it must be something happened to his wife.

Following He Yuanling's anxious voice, there was a loud and clear cry, which came from the inner courtyard.

Even in the outer court, you can hear clearly.

After that, Wen Po shouted congratulations, and the women's joyful laughter came out together.

"It's born, it's born."

He Yuanjing hadn't recovered from the surprise of his younger brother's return, and he didn't have time to pay attention to his younger brother at all, clapping his hands and stamping his feet while exclaiming.

Before, he ran to the door and waited, but now that the birth really happened, he froze in place and couldn't move a step.

Mr. He looked at the young son who was obviously in a panic and anxious at the door, and then looked back at the door of the inner courtyard.

Pointing at the youngest son, he opened his mouth several times before making a sound, "Go in, you boy."

He Yuanling also heard that cry, mixed with other sounds that were unclear.

Nearby were the father and the second brother. The second brother shouted with joy that he was born, but He Yuanling didn't realize what it meant at all.

Immediately afterwards, his father urged him to go in quickly. He had no time to think about anything else, his legs reacted faster than his brain, and he ran into the inner courtyard like a gust of wind.

Still calling Shen Huarou's name, his tone showed panic and nervousness.

He thought that Shen Huarou's accident was preconceived, even after seeing the happy face of his second brother, he still believed that it was really his wife's accident under his father's urgent urging.

How could he have imagined that the old man meant to let him, the father, go in to see his child first, and he always acted like he would not see his daughter-in-law for the last time.

While shouting, he rushed into the main room regardless, the door opened, and a girl came out with a basin filled with bloody water.

Seeing the basin of blood, He Yuanling's eyes turned red.

The girl couldn't dodge in time, but he hit half of her shoulder, and she and the basin fell to the door together, and the wooden basin hit the ground with a dull sound.

"Hey, third master!"

Yulan was preparing food for her wife outside, when she looked up, she saw her third master running in with a sad and flustered expression.

She only came with a quick cry, and people rushed in.

"Hua Rou."

He Yuanling's mind was full of his daughter-in-law lying on the bed with a pale little face, covered in blood, and even lost her temper, before he could see her for the last time.

As soon as he entered the door, what he saw was exactly as he had imagined.

His daughter-in-law's face was pale, her head and face were drenched with sweat, her hair was disheveled, and a few strands were soaked and stuck to her forehead and side of her face.

In his memory, those bright and seductive eyes were closed, and the bright red lips were broken, and the quilt covering her body and the veil beside the bed were all dazzling red.

He Yuanling froze, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he couldn't move half a step.

Shen Huarou was in pain and tired. Although everyone said that she gave birth fairly quickly, when the baby was born, she heard that the baby was healthy and a little girl, and she felt discouraged. Usually, people don't even have the strength to open their eyes, and people are more in a trance.

There were many voices coming from far and near, and the second sister-in-law told her, "Don't sleep, Mrs. Wen has washed the baby, you should take a look first."

There was the sound of water, there was the sound of the mother-in-law praising the beauty of the child, and the mother-in-law and sister-in-law said that the child followed her innocently. At first glance, she was a beautiful and blessed little girl.

There was even He Yuanling's voice calling her.

She must be confused, otherwise how could she hear He Yuanling's voice?
Thinking of him, Shen Huarou felt extremely wronged.

He Yuanling, it hurts so much.

"Yuan Ling!"

"Yuan Ling! Are you back?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were first surprised and then overjoyed, and it didn't matter why He Yuanling came back at this time, as long as he came back, it was good.

"What are you doing stupidly? Look at your daughter."

"Hold me here and show Huarou first, the mother hasn't seen it yet."

Meng Shi just remembered that if a woman gave birth to a child, no man would come in, so she had to send her son out to wait.

No one could react, He Yuanling, who was still at the door just now, rushed towards the bed.

Chen shi hurriedly gave up his seat, but almost didn't have time.

He Yuanling threw half of his body on the bed, exactly on Shen Huarou, crying while hugging Shen Huarou who hadn't had time to change into clean clothes under the quilt.

"Hua Rou, daughter-in-law... don't die!"

His series of behaviors came so abruptly that it was really incomprehensible.

Meng shi hugged her little granddaughter who was cleaned and wrapped in a small quilt, and looked at each other blankly with everyone, but everyone reacted similarly to her.

Except when her son was a child, she hadn't seen her third son cry for many years, so she didn't blame her for being slow.

It's better for Mrs. Wen to understand it first with enough experience, and quickly explain it to He Yuanling.

"The third master is a man who has never seen the scene of a woman giving birth. Don't look at the lady who bleeds a lot, but women give birth like this, just take care of them.

Madam is exhausted and has no energy. Please let go of Madam and stop pressing Madam. "

Wen Po is someone nearby, how could he not recognize He Yuanling?

What's more, what Wen Po said is right, Shen Huarou is being held up by him now.

She was already tired and in pain, but after being pressed by him once, she picked it up and hugged her tightly, she just felt that it was difficult for her to breathe and her bones ached from being hooped by him.

However, the person holding her didn't seem to hear what Wen Po said at all, and didn't let go at all.

Shen Huarou forcefully opened her eyes, but she could only see an unshaven chin, and the uneven stubble still pierced her forehead.

"pain……"

Even at this time, she was hugged by a man, Shen Huarou still couldn't believe that He Yuanling had really returned.

Obviously, he won't come back until another year later.

The next moment, the confinement on her body was released, and she could feel her body returning to the bed again.

"I don't touch you, where does it hurt?"

Only then did Shen Huarou finally see clearly the face of the person leaning over in front of her, his eyes were scarlet and he looked flustered, there were a few tear stains on his face, and drops of water hung on his stubble.

Even darker, not as handsome as before.

Without Shen Huarou's response, He Yuanling was in great pain, and called her again, suppressing his voice, "Huarou."

The man with the beard was calling her name, his voice was hoarse and rough, and he could not help crying, but the tears in his eyes couldn't help gushing out.

Falling on her face and lips, the tears were warm.

Is he crying for himself?Did you think she was going to die?

Seeing He Yuanling like this, Shen Huarou could no longer despise him for being slovenly or ugly.

(End of this chapter)

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