Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 314 Actor
In the evening, Yun Hao came to take Zhao Wangshu home. Zhao Cui told Yun Hao, "Be careful. It's raining and the road is slippery. Don't go too fast with the carriage."

Although Yun Hao was puzzled, he still carefully helped Zhao Wangshu get into the carriage. On the way, Yun Hao asked her concernedly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhao Wangshu shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Returning to Yun Mansion, Zhao Wangshu changed into loose clothes, wrapped himself in a quilted cloak, held a stove, leaned on the couch, looked at Yun Hao, and asked with a smile: "Do you think our child will look like you? Or does it look like me?"

"My son is like me, and my daughter is like you." Yun Hao walked to her and sat down. "No matter who he looks like, I will love him."

"Me too." Zhao Wangshu's eyebrows were curved and his face was full of happiness.

"Why are you suddenly asking about this today?" Yun Hao asked curiously.

Zhao Wangshu took his hand and put it on his belly, "I have a child."

Yun Hao was startled at first, and then said ecstatically: "Really? Wangshu, you...you really have our child?"

Zhao Wangshu smiled and nodded, "Yun Hao, are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy. I'm almost going crazy with joy." Yun Hao stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms.

"Then do you want a son or a daughter?" Zhao Wangshu asked again.

"As long as it is our child, whether it is a son or a daughter, I will love him equally." Yun Hao said softly.

After Zhao Wangshu heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In the middle of the night, the snow that had been brewing all day fell from the sky, making a mess. It didn't stop until the afternoon of the next day, and the ground was covered with snow.

Zhao Wangshu told the housekeeper, "While the snow stops, you ask a few nimble boys to sweep the snow off the roof, so as not to crush the house."

The butler nodded in agreement and immediately gave the order. After a while, several young men in short jackets with strong skills went up to the roof with brooms and began to clear the snow.

Zhao Wangshu stood under the eaves, holding a hand warmer and watching their busy figures from a distance.

"Young madam, it's cold outside, please go into the Nuan Pavilion quickly." Luzhi forcibly helped Zhao Wangshu into the Nuan Pavilion.

The ground dragon was burning in the Nuan Pavilion, and it was as warm as spring. Zhao Wangshu sat on the big Kang near the window, casually picking up a collection of poems and reading through them.

When I was pregnant, for the sake of prenatal education, I stopped reading those irritating words.

Bai Rong came in with a cup of warm milk, "Young lady, this is fresh milk, drink it while it's hot."

Zhao Wangshu put down his poetry collection, took the milk and sipped it.

From that day on, Zhao Wangshu was trapped at home and began a boring and monotonous life of raising a baby.

After Mrs. Yun learned that she was pregnant, she asked Aqi to send a string of rosary beads that had been offered in front of the Bodhisattva for a long time and a copy of "Pu Men Pin". The child is safe and healthy.”

Although Zhao Wangshu didn't believe it, he knew that Mrs. Yun had good intentions and said with a smile: "Don't worry, mother, I will often recite scriptures and pray for the child."

In the evening, Yun Hao came back and was invited to the Buddhist hall by his servants.

Mrs. Yun said directly to her son: "Go to the study to rest from now on."

"Why?" Yun Hao asked with a cold face.

"Wang Shu is pregnant." Mrs. Yun reminded him. "I know." Yun Hao was still holding it in his hand. He specially bought Zhao Wangshu's favorite sauce elbow.

"Wang Shu is pregnant and can't serve you. It's better for you to sleep in separate rooms." Mrs. Yun said tactfully.

"I don't need to wait for you. She is pregnant. I have to guard her and serve her." Yun Hao said.

After hearing this, Mrs. Yun couldn't force Yun Hao to move to the study, "Then you must remember not to get along with Wang Shuhuan, so as not to hurt the child."

"I have a sense of propriety." Yun Hao ran away. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was too embarrassed to discuss this topic with Mrs. Yun.

Yun Hao quickly returned to his and Zhao Wangshu's yard. Outside the Nuan Pavilion, he heard bursts of laughter coming from inside. He handed the sauce elbow in his hand to Lan Fen, "Take it to the kitchen."

The maid lifted the curtain, and when he walked in, he saw a little girl telling exaggerated jokes. Zhao Wangshu, who was sitting on the big bed near the window, laughed so much that tears flowed out. Seeing Yun Hao come in, he smiled and waved him over. "Yun Hao, come on, it will be fun to listen to the little girl telling jokes."

Yun Hao walked over, sat down next to her, took the tea handed over by the maid and took a sip, "What joke did she make that was so funny? Be careful, your stomach will hurt from laughing."

Zhao Wangshu touched his belly and said, "It's okay, I have a sense of propriety." Then he said to the little girl, "Go on."

"Yes, young lady." The little girl bent her knees and continued: "The man took a few steps quickly, came to the dog, knelt down with a plop, and shouted, 'Dad.' The woman was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. He stood up. The man raised his head again and shouted to the woman, "Mother." The woman yelled angrily.

After Yun Hao finished listening, he raised a smile on his lips, looked at Zhao Wangshu and said, "This story is quite interesting."

After hearing the little girl tell two more little jokes, Zhao Wangshu rewarded her with a little red seal and asked Luzhi to take her out.

Zhao Wangshu turned his eyes and asked, "Do you think this little girl is interesting?"

"It's okay if I can amuse you." Yun Hao picked up the walnuts placed aside, pinched them open with his fingers, picked out the kernels, and placed them in a small dish.

"How about letting her go and serve you?" Zhao Wangshu asked.

Yun Hao's face darkened slightly, "What did mother tell you?"

Zhao Wangshu was stunned. What does it have to do with his mother? Shaking his head, "Mother asked Ah Qin to send me a sutra book and a rosary so that I could recite sutras when I have time."

"You don't have to help her hide it." Yun Hao was very unhappy. There was no one else around his father except his mother, but why did his mother insist on arranging people around him? She also forced Wangshu to tell him, what did she want to do?
Make the house restless?

"Nothing to hide."

"Did mother ask you to persuade me to accept that little girl?" Yun Hao looked at Zhao Wangshu with a somewhat probing look in his eyes.

Zhao Wangshu understood, and Qingqing Yunhao thought that her mother came to her to tell her about this matter, "My mother didn't say it, this is what I thought about myself."

"What do you think?" Yun Hao looked at her and asked in confusion.

"I'm pregnant, I can't let you hold it in. Men, don't they all want to marry wives and concubines and enjoy the blessings of everyone." Zhao Wangshu said, looking up, obviously speaking sarcastically.

Yun Hao reached out and took her into his arms, "I don't care what happens to other men. I can only marry one wife in this life."

Zhao Wangshu's lips slightly raised, he was happy, but he said: "Men are fickle. If you say this now, what if you change your mind in the future?"

"No lies." Yun Hao held her hand tightly, his eyes firm and affectionate, "Don't tell me about taking concubines from now on."

"I know." The couple sat there for a while, then had dinner. Looking at the pork elbow, Zhao Wangshu smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Thank you, husband."

Yun Hao took a piece and put it in her bowl, "Eat it."