poisonous woman

Chapter 363 Sequelae

Rong Zhao held his hand, stared at him deeply, tears fell down again uncontrollably, she smiled lightly, "How do you know I remembered?"

Xiao Junjue kissed her forehead and her tears lightly, "How can Rong Zhao, who has lost his memory, remember what he said before?"

Rong Zhao smiled and said, "It's like a dream."

"Don't dream again, don't forget me again, I can't stand the second time."

"Fool, you said just now that all the suffering is over, how could there be a second time." Rong Zhao hugged the poor Xiao Junjue who was about to cry, "It will be the next life, drinking Meng Po soup, cleaning the All my memories, and I will never forget them again."

Xiao Junjue was afraid that he would be pressing down on Rong Zhao, so he sat on the bedside and hugged her, as if they had a tacit understanding, the two of them did not speak for a long time.But embracing each other like this is already worth a thousand words.

After a long time, Rong Zhao asked, "Where is Rong Wan?"

All her sufferings are due to this woman.

Xiao Jun said: "I'm dead, I won't give myself another chance to make mistakes. Last time, I didn't do anything clean, and let her come out to harm you again."

Rong Zhao looked up at him, "Did you kill her?"

The ruthlessness in Xiao Junjue's eyes is like a sword that has just been unsheathed, and every ray of light is a sharp edge stained with blood, "She made you bleed so much, I will treat her as she did." body, drained her blood, left her to dry up and die. Then..."

"Then what?" Rong Zhao felt a little regretful, not being able to take revenge himself.

If she was asked to do it, she would definitely die worse than Rong Xi.

She has never been a kind-hearted person, and she will avenge every grudge.

"Then chop her into meat paste and feed it to the dogs so that she cannot be reborn after death."

Rong Zhao's cheeks twitched fiercely, thinking of Lord Rong again, he hurriedly asked, "Then daddy..."

She still worries about him.

Xiao Junjue said calmly, "It was Mo Yu who hurt you, not Rong Wan."

Rong Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, that's fine, knowing nothing is a blessing.

While talking, Rong Yao came in without knocking on the door, carrying a child, and Lord Rong also followed behind.

"When I wake up, I just focus on talking, and don't care about the child." Rong Yao's temper remained the same, and he didn't want to beat him.

When Rong Zhao saw the child, he was anxious to get out of bed, but was pushed down by Xiao Junjue, "You are weak now, be careful."

"I'm anxious to see the baby, come on, show me." The joy of being a mother spread from my heart, and no one could understand it.

Rong Yao was afraid that she was really in a hurry to get out of bed, so he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly put it on the bed, "Look at how ugly these two little things you gave birth to are." He still couldn't say anything nice.

Rong Zhao couldn't take his eyes off the child, and didn't even have time to stare at him.

Just after feeding, the child went back to sleep with his eyes closed, but his mouth was still mumbling.

Rong Zhao wanted to touch the child's face, but he didn't seem to dare.The child is small, much smaller than the average first-born child, and the thought of suffering so much torture in the womb makes her feel so distressed that she almost sheds tears.

With tears in her eyes, she muttered, "It's pretty ugly."

Lord Rong was not happy when he heard that, "You two were even uglier when you were born, and the child looks different every day, and after the moon is born, I don't know how beautiful it will be."

All mothers hope that others will praise their children. Rong Zhao looked at the child, and the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he felt.

"Looks like you." Xiao Junjue and Rong Zhao were stuck together like conjoined twins, and they didn't shy away from having Rong Yao and Lord Rong beside them.

Rong Zhao felt sweet in his heart, "You can see that it looks like me. You can tell it before you open it? I still feel like you."

Seeing their stickiness, Rong Yao had goosebumps all over the floor, "Can you two stop being so lingering, your children can still behave like others."

He knelt down and touched the boy's face, "However, I heard that nephews look like uncles."

Rong Zhao gently knocked off his hand, "I don't want to be like you, if I am like you, can I still want it?"

Rong Yao hissed, "What's wrong with me? His uncle, I, Yushu Linfeng, is suave and suave, and I look better than Pan An. Why did you wrong your son?"

Lord Rong hit him, "Hush your voice, don't wake up the child."

Rong Yao rubbed his head, "Father, your voice is not low."

Lord Rong quickly covered his mouth, hit Rong Yao again, and whimpered: "You are not allowed to speak again."

Rong Zhao really felt very happy at this moment, the most important people in her life were by her side, watching them laughing and arguing, it was as if everything in the world lived in her heart.

She really felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

Rong Zhao asked Xiao Junjue, "Did you name it?" She opened the swaddle to take a look, and she was sure it was a man and a woman.

Xiao Junjue took her hand and wrote the words "Rong Sheng, Rong Nian" on her palm.

"Xiao Rongsheng, Xiao Rongnian." Rong Zhao read out.

She thought about it, "Is there any moral?"

Xiao Junjue smiled and said: "Xiao Junjue and Rong Zhaosheng, Xiao Junjue and Rong Zhao read it."

Rong Zhao was stunned, unable to laugh or cry, "So that's what you mean, you're too hasty. Then the child will be called Xiao Rongxiang, Xiao Rongai?"

The smile on Xiao Junjue's face was a little stiff, and even Lord Rong and Rong Yao's expressions were a bit wrong.

But Rong Zhao, who was immersed in joy, didn't pay attention at all. All her thoughts are now on the child.

"My little Lianrong, little Yuanxiao, you have names, are you happy, are you happy?"

After a while the children were taken back to the room by the nanny to sleep, Rong Zhao didn't see enough, but Xiao Junjue said that her body was weak, and now she focused on self-cultivation.

When is good, you can hold your baby however you want.

Rong Zhao had no choice but to compromise. After talking for a while, she was really exhausted.

Although she recovered her life, she suffered a great crime and had to recuperate for some time.

Doctor Lu personally took her pulse. This was the first time Rong Zhao saw him, and it was he who healed the wound on Xiao Junjue's face.

It was different from what she thought, she thought it was an old man with a beard, but unexpectedly she was about the same age as Xiao Junjue, only a little older than him, not more than thirty.

Rong Zhao took the medicine and fell asleep, Xiao Junjue and Lu Heling left together.

"How?" Xiao Junjue asked hastily after leaving the room.

Lu Heling took a few steps and thought about it: "It's always a good thing to wake up, but this time she hurt her root, and her blood loss is serious. I'm afraid she will have to lie in bed for half a year. She can't work hard, and she can't have intercourse."

"Will she be the same after half a year?" Xiao Junjue asked again.

Lu Heling stopped and looked at him, "As long as she takes good care of her, she will recover. But I still say that, I can't guarantee whether she will be able to conceive again in the future, maybe she will never be able to conceive again."

Xiao Junjue smiled slightly, "Isn't it enough just once? Even if I can conceive, I don't want her to take risks anymore. Now I have a son and a daughter, that's enough."

Lu Heling looked at Xiao Junjue with great interest, and sighed: "After a few years, you have changed a lot. She must have changed you."

Xiao Junjue nodded, "You will also meet someone who can change you."

Lu Heling smiled brightly, "Okay, I'll wait." Then he said: "Go in and stay with me, I know you'll feel uneasy if you don't accompany me, I still have to go and tell stories to the maids in your house."

He waved his fan and walked away, Xiao Junjue shook his head lightly, and smiled helplessly, this prodigal son came to steal the hearts of the maids in his mansion again.

Rong Zhao could tell that she was seriously ill this time.

Her lower body was so weak that she couldn't even do such trivial things as getting out of bed.

"Xiao Junjue, tell me, do I have to lie on this bed in the future, am I disabled?" Rong Zhao looked at Xiao Junjue seriously, and asked solemnly.

Seeing her seriousness, Xiao Junjue thought at first that she knew that she might not be able to reproduce in the future.But I didn't expect to ask this, and my heart was much lighter.

"Didn't I just say that you have lost too much and haven't recovered. After you rest for a while, you will be like a normal person. Don't talk about getting out of bed, running and jumping like before, even throwing a whip and dancing a sword."

"But the child will be full moon tomorrow, and I won't even be able to go to the full moon wine." Rong Zhao's aggrieved little brows frowned, and his mouth pouted.

Xiao Junjue scratched her lips, "Who said you can't go? You are the mother of the child. If you are not here, what is the meaning of the full moon ceremony? If you can't go, I will carry you behind my back and never let you be deserted .”

Rong Zhao's star pupils suddenly glowed, then dimmed again, "Am I really not disabled? Don't lie to me, I can bear it. In fact, I am alive now, and I can be with you and our children. I am already satisfied, even if I am disabled, I will not feel uncomfortable."

"Guawazi." Xiao Jun learned a tactic from the locals and applied it to Rong Zhao this time. "You didn't, you didn't, how many times do you want me to say it?"

Rong Zhao finally grinned, and she threw herself into Xiao Junjue's arms, "You said it earlier, it made me worry for so many days."

Xiao Junjue smiled and hugged her, "You know that you are thinking wild things."

"That person is lying on the bed every day, of course he will think wildly." Rong Zhao buried his whole face on Xiao Junjue's chest, and she stuck out her tongue to lick it maliciously, making Xiao Junjue gasp.

"Don't make trouble with Zhao Zhao." Xiao Junjue tensed up, he couldn't stand this kind of provocation now.

Rong Zhao was a little confused, she would be confinement after tonight, why didn't Xiao Junjue intend to touch her?
Or after she gave birth to a child, she no longer has charm.

Rong Zhao pinched the flesh on her waist. Could it be that he disliked her loose skin and fat?

She hugged Xiao Junjue tightly, pressing her chest against him.

(End of this chapter)