Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 73

Speeding up the horse, when I saw the door of the house, thick dark clouds had already rolled up in the sky, and lightning flashed from time to time, as if heavy rain was about to fall.

Yan Ziqin's heart was like an arrow all the way, not just because the heavy rain was coming, but also because there was a voice in his heart urging him, restless and anxious, and his inexplicable impulse kept him running. The moment he stepped into the threshold, raindrops poured down like a curtain of water, The newly branched trees sway wildly in the wind.

Chunxiu, who was guarding the gate, propped up an oil-paper umbrella over the heads of the two of them. Even so, the frenzied raindrops still invaded from the front, back, left, and right sides, hitting their bodies icy cold.

"Or take shelter from the rain under the eaves before leaving!" Chunxiu said loudly as he passed by the main hall, only in this way would he not be blown away by the sound of rain.

From the gate to the courtyard of Yan Ziqin and Mingshu, there is still some footsteps to go, and after only a few steps, Chunxiu is already in a mess and struggling to walk.

Before the anxiety in his heart dissipated, Yan Ziqin took the umbrella, sent Chunxiu into the main hall, turned around and walked into the rain, the worry in his heart made him unable to bear to stay for a while.

Could it be that something happened to Mingshu?He ran a few steps, pushed open the door suddenly, his chest was heaving, he was still panting from the running all the way, and he saw Mingshu sitting on the bamboo couch playing with a small tambourine, and there were many small wooden horses piled up on the ground, Toys such as colored thread balls and cloth tigers look even more rosy against the backdrop of a brand-new red dress.

Only then did Yan Ziqin heave a sigh of relief, and closed the door behind his back, completely unaware that he was completely soaked, the rain dripped from the corner of his sleeves and robe, and wet a piece of brick on the ground.

Mingshu saw him in a daze, his clothes were clinging to his body due to the dampness, and the good young man became a drowned chicken, so she helped him change his soaked clothes and said, "It's raining outside, so I don't know how to hide."

Yan Ziqin's heart fell to the ground, and it was too late to laugh, so Mingshu chattered, Mingshu saw that he was silent, staring at her innocently, his eyes were crooked when he smiled, reminding her of a puppy with no grievances. The completely trusting master——Yan Ziqin almost grew a tail and wagged vigorously.In addition, after taking off his shirt, the remaining raindrops dripped from his eyelashes onto his cheeks, dripped down his slender neck, passed through the indescribable place below the neck, and then flowed to an even more indescribable place, not to mention how tempting it is to commit a crime .

No, now you are a pregnant person, you have to be pure-hearted to benefit prenatal education!Mingshu hurriedly sank into Dantian, but suddenly had some thoughts of teasing Yan Ziqin. She watched him walk into the screen and began to change clothes. She leaned on the other side, pointed her fingers, and whispered: "You see those children Is there a toy?"

There were rustlings behind the screen, and there were figures flickering, and Yan Ziqin's smiling voice came.

"I see, why did you think of buying these...is it for sister Zhen?"

Yan Zhen is the daughter of Yan Shu, and the same generation as Yan Ziqin. She just married Fu Bi, a scholar in Luoyang at the beginning of the year, and the good news has been spread in less than three months.A few days ago, Mingshu was still preparing some gifts for her unborn nephew, but today there were so many children's toys in the room, Yan Ziqin naturally thought of Yan Zhen.

Ming Shu nodded, that's right, she wanted to send some toys at first, but definitely not these—these were all sent by Mrs. Qu, she heard the good news and couldn't wait to come here in person, who knows that the sky is cloudy and rainy, just now Catch up with the turn of spring and summer, she is prone to get sick again. After repeated persuasion by Shen Shen, she gave up the idea and asked someone to deliver these toys first. Many of them were newly purchased, but the little wooden horse that could ride on it But it was Xiao Mingshu's most cherished treasure when she was a child. Mrs. Qu kept it carefully and only waited to pass it on to her grandson.

"Then guess again, besides Zhenmei's children, who else's children can use these toys?" Ming Shu tried to persuade.

Yan Ziqin changed into a snow-white tunic, straightened his skirts, and walked out of the screen. His eyes were lowered, but when he saw the little wooden horse, his eyes suddenly glowed with gold. He walked over and kicked it with his feet. The cute little pony with eyeballs creaked and swung back and forth, clumsy and well-behaved.

Mingshu was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Yan Ziqin kicked the wooden horse suddenly. The next second, a scene that she would never forget for a lifetime appeared.

Yan Ziqin actually sat on the wooden horse without saying a word, and swayed contentedly!It squeaks and squeaks like... a furry child who hasn't grown up yet!
Yan Ziqin, who is tall and burly, is already nearly a head taller than her, and his visual height is about 1.8 meters. He is riding happily on the wooden horse of a four- or five-year-old child. His legs are so curled up that he can't curl up anymore. The face is as happy as a puppy who has just eaten a meaty bone.

crazy!This man must be crazy!

Mingshu was paralyzed on the screen, her limbs were limp, and her face was dull. She couldn't figure out what happened to his brain circuit. He really wanted his friends and colleagues to watch Zhuangyuan Lang's "immediately heroic appearance".

"Where did you find this thing? I had a similar one when I was young, but it wasn't painted red. It was typed for me by my father. I didn't want to sleep until I rode for an hour every day. Just rely on the horse." Yan Ziqin said intoxicatedly, his thoughts were full of thoughts.

What he didn't say was that after he was ten years old, his father died, the house leaked when it rained all night, and there was a fire in the middle of the night, and the flames licked up many belongings, including the wooden horse.

Mingshu struggled to move, and stood in front of Yan Ziqin. Yan Ziqin, who was still on the wooden horse and refused to get off, felt a shadow cast on him. When he raised his head, he was facing Mingshu's gloomy face.

"These toys are not for you, they are for your children." After a series of blows, Ming Shu said the truth coldly.

"Oh." Yan Ziqin got up quickly, sat leisurely on the bamboo couch, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and suddenly realized that Mingshu was looking at him resentfully.

What's the matter, can't you relive your childhood with a child's Trojan horse?

and many more……

child……

Yan Ziqin came to his senses in disbelief, pointed at himself in disbelief, his fingertips trembled, and he opened his mouth several times before he could make a sound, and his voice trembled uncontrollably due to excitement: "My... child? We have a child now. !"

Sitting next to Yan Ziqin, Ming Shu nodded. Although she was not very happy just now, seeing his excitement, she put everything behind her.

After getting an affirmative answer, Yan Ziqin didn't know where to turn his eyes. He only felt that fireworks were exploding in his head. It should be so tight, let go quickly, lest you hurt her.

"I... I... have a child!"

He kept repeating this sentence, stamping his feet and wandering around the room. He who had always been Wen Ke suddenly felt an endless amount of strength in his chest, which made him burst with excitement, wanting to hold everyone and move towards him. They roared twice, and wanted to beat the crabapple tree in the courtyard violently to calm down the ecstasy.

After being at a loss for a while, he sat next to Mingshu again, looking at her smiling face, and somehow shed tears. He suddenly felt that as long as he looked at her and touched the untraceable child in her belly, he would have found him. The home of this world.Mingshu wiped away his tears, and for some reason, she started to cry too.

After the rain, when Chunxiu returned to the room, what he saw was the scene of the husband and wife hugging each other and crying.

The long-awaited child just appeared beside them without warning, and the great joy can only be vented with tears. What's more, a reincarnated person, a child who lost his father, have placed infinite expectations on the birth of a new life, until they hugged each other. At the moment of crying, Ming Shu really realized the responsibility on her body.

She had never felt so whole, so desperate to see the little life in her womb, so desperate to give this child all the love in the world.

She swore that they would be good parents, for sure.

The weather in Bianliang is the most prone to rain in late spring and early summer, and there are often continuous showers. It seems that the rain in a year is concentrated in these short ten days, but no matter how heavy the rain is, it cannot stop the tenacious efforts of the spectators. curiosity.

On March 27th, there are four big characters written in the almanac that are not suitable for all things in black. The time when Yu Haiqing and Yu Haiquan asked to be killed happened to be at noon today. Although it was the most yang time of the day, the sun was still not visible.

The world was gloomy. Some said that the ghosts of the Xue family came back to cry, while others said that the ghosts of Liang Kuan and Li Weiyong came back to cheer.

After the heads fell to the ground, the executioner collected the bones of the two. As Yu Haiqing's former colleagues, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, so let's send the two of them for the last time.

The pattering rain stopped and fell, and then stopped, and quickly washed away the blood stains on the guillotine. The excitement ended and the spectators dispersed, but there was still one person standing there, smiling, letting the rain wet his shoulders.

It was a short and thin man, wearing a straight body full of patches. It looked like it had been worn for at least five or six years, and the uppers were also mended. Powerful, disheveled face may not be because of poverty, maybe it is a natural weird face.

"It's still dead..." he murmured, "But it's not bad, Liang Dachun is a man of reputation and ambition, and the things the Patriarch told him to do have finally not failed."

Can Song's northern defenders get food and grass in time?As long as you know the route of the Liang family's escort of food and grass, it will be a matter of fire to evaporate the food and grass that hundreds of thousands of soldiers depend on for survival.

Next, it was time for another matter. He raised his head and looked at the long street where the dark clouds were low. At the end of the street was the Liao Kingdom’s building. Xiao Xi, the Liao Kingdom’s envoy who came to collect the old coins, was resting in the building. .

It has been more than 30 years since the truce between Song and Liao, and the conclusion of the Chanyuan alliance. People's hearts are stable, and no drums are heard.

Why should a great country in the Central Plains curry favor with the barbarians!

When the dark tide was surging, Xiao Xi's trip was full of dangers. He was able to collect old coins as promised, and the truce contract between Song and Liao could still be established. If something happened to Xiao Xi, the situation would become delicate. After 20 years, The war faction will overwhelm the peace faction here.

He smiled, his patriarch had already seen the secret, lest Daliao's iron cavalry would lose their blood in the long-term stability, and then lose the chance of setting the Central Plains forever. Daliao needs a war going south to take the world into its pocket.

Xiao Xi...he silently recited the name, and stepped into the cold rain step by step, with a dagger hidden in his sleeve, where the light of the knife shone, it was a bit more piercing than the rain.

(End of this chapter)