Fortunate Young Gentleman

A few years ago, because of Qing'er's ignorance, Tangning was burdened with a stigma that no man could bear.

And just yesterday, Tangning finally proved to her that not only was she wrong, but she was terribly wrong.

Early in the morning, when she heard the noise coming from outside, Xiu'er opened the door, looked at Qing'er standing at the next door, and asked: "What did you do last night? I went to your room to look for you, but you weren't there." …”

"I'm going to serve the lady..." Qing'er replied, and then went back to her room. Xiu'er had sharp eyes, as if she had discovered something, and immediately said: "Wait a minute!"

She quickly ran outside, ran to Qing'er, looked her up and down, and asked, "Why is your hair like this?"

Both of them used to wear maid hair, but when Qing'er put her hair up, she immediately looked different from before.

As for those of them who are maids, there is only one possibility for them to tie their hair in this way.

Xiu'er suddenly lost all sleep, and looked at her with wide eyes, unable to make up her mind: "You, you and my uncle..."

Qing'er didn't answer, but a trace of blush appeared on her face, and Xiu'er instantly confirmed her guess.

Madam is pregnant, so as Qing'er's maid, she naturally has to serve her uncle in place of her...

For a moment, the way she looked at Qing'er changed immediately. There was joy, shock, and envy in her eyes...

…

Although Tang Yaoyao was busy with the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce, she couldn't wait to come back after hearing the news of Zhong Yi's pregnancy.

Although she herself has a natural fear of giving birth, this does not prevent her from being happy for her best sister.

After staying in Zhong Yi's room for a long time, when he returned to his yard, he saw Xiu'er sitting in front of the stone table, holding her chin in one hand, not knowing what she was thinking, looking very worried.

Tang Yaoyao walked over, patted her head and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Although Xiu'er is just a maid, she is also a sister who grew up with her.

Xiu'er came back to her senses, stood up immediately, looked at Tang Yaoyao, and asked: "Miss, Xiu'er can I ask you a question..."

"Inexplicable..." Tang Yaoyao glanced at her and said, "What's your question? Just ask it."

Xiu'er thought for a while and asked: "Miss, sister Xiaoru is about to give birth to a baby, and sister Xiaoyi is also pregnant. When does the miss plan to have a baby?"

Tang Yaoyao's face turned red, she glared at her, and said angrily: "Why do you ask this!"

"They also care about the young lady..." Xiu'er sighed and said, "This is something we women will definitely experience. The young lady can't live without having children for the rest of her life."

Tang Yaoyao curled her lips and asked, "Why not?"

Xiu'er said: "Miss, think about it, that is the continuation of your and my uncle's life. After you have a child, there will be one or two little ones around you and call you mother. They will treat the lady as the closest person. Miss can teach them martial arts and watch them grow up day by day:..."

Tang Yaoyao had a longing expression on her face. Obviously, Xiu'er's words also touched the soft spot in her heart.

Although her mother's death due to dystocia left an indelible pain in her heart, her determination to save herself regardless of her own life at that time still makes her feel sad when she thinks about it.

Perhaps, when she has a child of her own, she will understand how her mother felt back then.

However, when he looked at Xiu'er and saw the expression on her face, a trace of doubt emerged in his heart and asked: "You seem to want me to have a baby..."

Xiu'er lowered her head and said: "I also like children very much. When the young lady has a child, Xiu'er can help the young lady take care of him..."

Tang Yaoyao rolled her eyes at her and said, "You like children so much, why don't you just give birth to them yourself..."

Xiu'er said aggrievedly: "Me, who am I going to give birth to..."

Tang Yaoyao said: "My uncle, haven't you wanted to have a marriage for a long time?"

Xiu'er lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes, and whispered: "Where did you think about it..."

…

Tang Yaoyao asked Tang Ning yesterday if she wanted to take Xiu'er into her house, but Tang Ning decisively changed the subject.

Zhong Yi must be sincere when he mentions this matter. But if Tang Yaojing said these words, Tang Ning would have to be more careful with her.

Maybe she would turn her back on him just as he nodded. Tangning would never fall for this kind of clumsy fishing trap again.

Nowadays, most of his thoughts are on Xiaoru, who is about to give birth.

My mother-in-law has already come to Guizhou. When she came, she brought with her a midwife with rich experience in delivering babies. It is said that she used to deliver babies to the concubines of the imperial palace.

In this regard, as someone with experience, she was more thoughtful than Tang Ning thought.

The day Tang Ning was looking forward to came as promised. Xiaoru gave birth to Tang Ning's first daughter on one day in early April. Mother and daughter were safe.

The experienced midwife was retained by Tang Ning because of her good performance. She was originally unwilling to stay in Guizhou Province. After seeing the money Tang Ning offered her, she said that all future midwives would be covered by her. On her.

The swaddled baby fell asleep next to Xiaoru. Tangning walked to the bedside, stroked a stray hair on her temples, held her hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoru..."

"It's not hard." Although Su Ru's face was pale, her eyes were filled with happiness. She looked at Tang Ning, her beautiful eyebrows arched, and murmured: "Brother Ning, we have our own daughter. I'm not dreaming." Bar……"

She looked at Tang Ning with a dazed look in her eyes.

The one who grew up with her, the one she called "Little Ning" and "Little Ning" all the time, the one she had promised to grow old with but almost lost, eventually became her husband, and together they gave birth to their flesh and blood...

Tang Ning held her in his arms and whispered, "Silly girl, how could this be a dream..."

He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead gently.

Among the most important women in his life, the one he owed the most to was Xiaoru.

If he hadn't appeared, the little Ning brother she was talking about should be her little Ning brother alone, a little Ning brother who didn't need to be shared with anyone...

However, even so, in the past few years, from Lingzhou to the capital, from the capital to Guizhou, even though she and Tang Ning were always apart and there were more sisters in the family, she always stood silently beside Tang Ning, treating him as her everything as always...

Tang Ning patted her hands and said, "I'll go cook for you. This month, I will definitely make you and my baby daughter plump and white..."

As soon as the eldest daughter of the Tang family was born, she became the apple of everyone's eye. Even Su Mei rushed home and gave her a gift in person.

Tang Ning did not inform Jiangnan of the news that Xiaoru and Xiaoyi were pregnant. He knew that with his mother's temper, she would definitely rush back, but he thought that it would be better for the two of them to spend some time in their own world first.

Time flew to May. Under Tang Ning's careful care, Su Ru recovered very well, and even her figure was a little plumper than before.

Women always pay special attention to their figures, even Xiaoru, who has a soft personality, is no exception.

Even though Tang Ning told her again and again that she looked better this way, and that she had more mature charm than before, she still followed Xiao Xiao to practice martial arts every day, determined to return to her previous appearance...

Tang Ning looked at the two people in the yard, shook her head helplessly and smiled, and suddenly realized something, looked at Qing'er beside her, and asked: "Qing'er, what day is today?"

Qing'er counted on her fingers and said: "Son-in-law, today is the ninth day of the fifth month..."

Tang Ning felt a chill in his body for some reason, and finally realized what the important thing he had ignored these days was.

At this time, in the distant Chu State, a woman swung a sword to cut a small tree as thick as her arm in half, and said with a frosty face: "It's been a year..."