The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 412: A Family of Three (Part 1)

It was raining heavily.

Suzaku Avenue was shrouded in rain and fog.

Princess Xinyang sat by the window, quietly watching the heavy rain in the yard.

She was wearing pajamas, as if she had just gotten out of bed.

Yujin came out of the flower room, put away the umbrella, dusted off the rainwater on the umbrella, and handed it to the little maid beside her, then she turned and entered the room, and said to Princess Xinyang: "That peony is alive, it can't be like this anymore. If you come a few more times, Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save you."

Princess Xinyang didn't speak, but watched the rain silently.

"The rain is blowing in." Yujin walked over, took away the stick that was supporting the window, and lowered the window, "It's going to be cold after this rain, and it just so happens that it will be the eve of the moon soon .”

There was no heavy rain to watch, so Princess Xinyang lowered her eyes, but she still didn't speak.

Yujin looked at her deeply: "Princess, do you have something on your mind?"

"I just had a dream." Princess Xinyang said, "I dreamed about that child."

Yujin's eyes moved, and she asked tentatively, "Young Master?"

"Yeah." Princess Xinyang readily admitted, pinching her left sleeve with her right hand, "He shouted to kill me."

Yujin's face changed slightly: "Princess!"

Princess Xinyang smiled lightly.

Yujin hesitated to speak, and sighed: "It's getting late, the princess should rest earlier."

...

Xiao Liulang woke up in the middle of the night. He lay on the soft bed and was dizzy for a while before he remembered that he seemed to have fallen asleep lying on the table, but why did he get on the bed? It also doesn't seem to be his own bed.

"woke up?"

Gu Jiao's voice came from beside her ear.

The rain outside the house has lightened, and the torrential rain has turned into a pattering autumn rain, and it seems that the surroundings are suddenly chilled by autumn.

There was a dim oil lamp on the candlestick.

Xiao Liulang turned his head to look at Gu Jiao who was lying beside him. Her expression and voice were not in the slightest, and it was obvious that she had not slept.

The palpitations left in the dream calmed down little by little under her gentle gaze.

"What's wrong with me?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that the hoarse voice was not like his own, and his throat was also full of pain.

Gu Jiao said: "You were caught in the rain today and fell ill. Before your family came back, you had a high fever.

It is Headroom that is taking care of you. "

Xiao Liulang was slightly taken aback: "He... takes care of me?"

Will the little monk still take care of people?

Gu Jiao bent her lips and tapped the antipyretic patch on his forehead: "Here, he put it on for you."

When Xiao Jingkong suffered from acne and high fever, Gu Jiao posted this for him, and he also prepared a box at home. He didn't expect him to remember it, and even dug it out and pasted it for Xiao Liulang according to the gourd painting.

Xiao Liulang touched the cold and soft item on his forehead, and felt a chill belatedly.

Needless to say, he could guess that it was something in her little medicine box. He had seen the three of them post it.

Xiao Liulang is already very accepting of the strange items in the small medicine box, but he is quite surprised that the small clear space can still take care of himself.

"The little guy still knows how to take care of people?" He murmured.

Gu Jiao bent the corners of her lips: "Not only that, he also fed you water, but you don't remember. It was raining heavily at that time, and there was no one at home, so he put on a small raincoat and went to the hospital to invite Dr. Song Arrived at home."

"He... walked that far?"

Xiao Liulang was even more surprised.

The little guy is always doing his best at home, and he sings against him from time to time, making everyone jump around. It is easy for people to misunderstand him as a naughty and ignorant child.

But in fact, he is far stronger and more sensible than children of the same age.

Gu Jiao looked at him: "So surprised?"

Xiao Liulang said truthfully: "I just didn't expect him to care about me so much."

Gu Jiao said: "Compared to me, he is more worried about you. He said that you are too bad at taking care of yourself, and you don't bring an umbrella when it rains, so you are not as good as a child like him."

Xiao Liulang explained: "I never thought it would rain when I went out."

He went out too early, the sky was still dark, and the sky could not be seen at all. When Xiao Jingkong went out, a smear of morning glow had already risen in the sky. He had just learned in the Imperial College recently that "the morning glow does not go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles."

He took the umbrella and raincoat himself.

What a reassuring child.

Gu Jiao smiled slightly and said, "Qing Kong also said, 'I know my brother-in-law leaves early, but wouldn't he buy an umbrella on the way? You have to come back in the rain, you're so stupid!'"

The corner of Xiao Liulang's mouth twitched, well, this little tone of disgust was perfectly imitated.

Gu Jiao continued: "He also asked me if I didn't give you pocket money, that's why you can't even afford an umbrella."

Xiao Liulang: "..."

How did a four-year-old monk make up so many things in his brain?

Gu Jiao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took a medicine and handed it to him, and poured a cup of hot water by the way: "Since you're awake, drink the medicine."

Xiao Liulang sat up, took the medicine and drank the water.

Then he finally realized something was wrong: "Why am I lying on your bed?"

Gu Jiao blinked, and said very seriously: "I didn't bring you here!"

Xiao Liulang: "..."

"Sleep!" After putting the teacup away, Gu Jiao resolutely lay down under the blanket and pretended to be dead!

Xiao Liulang also lay down, but did not sleep, but looked at her without blinking.

Even with her eyes closed, Gu Jiao could feel his gaze that cannot be ignored. She opened her eyes and said, "Yes, I forgot to turn off the lights."

As she spoke, she went to turn off the oil lamp before lying down again.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness and an eerie silence.

Xiao Liulang could hear her not breathing evenly, and he still looked at her steadily in the dark, and said: "If one day, you find that I am not what you see, will you be disappointed? ?”

"Why should I be disappointed?" Gu Jiao turned her head to him, "Also, isn't it what I saw? Is your face fake?"

She raised her hand and pinched his face.

"...No," he said.

Gu Jiao moved her fingertips down and touched his small chest muscles: "Is this fake?"

Xiao Liulang took a deep breath: "...No."

"What about this one?"

Her little hand poked his little abdominal muscle again.

Wherever her fingertips touched, it was soft and numb, as if it was on fire.

Xiao Liulang hurriedly grabbed her restless little hand, worried that if she didn't stop her, if she lowered her hand, she might poke something that shouldn't be poked.

"It's true." He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch it."

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

Xiao Liulang: ...Why does this tone sound so regretful?

Xiao Liulang didn't let go of her hand, but he didn't use too much force. She could pull it out if she wanted.

Gu Jiao didn't do that, she turned her body to face him, as if she really saw him in the dark night when she couldn't see her fingers.

The breathing of the two is endlessly intertwined in the night.

Suddenly, she hooked his fingers and asked, "Since you are real from head to toe, then I won't be disappointed."

But what if the identity is fake?

What if I'm not who you think I am at all?

Xiao Liulang collected himself, and it took a lot of courage to let himself speak: "Have you ever thought that maybe I'm not real..."

After all, it is unspeakable.

In fact, Gu Jiao doesn't mind, it doesn't matter if he is the real Xiao Liulang or not.

But since he brought his words to the bright side, she was also willing to confess with him once.

Gu Jiao then looked at him: "Not really what?"

Xiao Liulang tightened her hand: "It's not real..."

"Ah Choo!"

There was a sudden sneezing sound from behind, Xiao Liulang was shocked, turned his head and looked to the other side of himself.

The night was too dark for him to see, but he stretched out his hand to touch it, and he really touched a yawning little glutinous rice dumpling.

"He, why is he here?"

Xiao Liulang was almost in a cold sweat!

Fortunately, I didn't do anything to Gu Jiao, otherwise——

Gu Jiao groaned, and said, "He was worried about you, so he followed. He probably wanted to pee, and drank a bowl of pear soup before going to bed."

As Gu Jiao said, she found a torch from the bedside table and lit the oil lamp.

Sure enough, the dazed Xiaoqingkong had already covered his little butt, he was dreaming, dreaming that he was looking for a toilet everywhere, and he finally found it!

"I'll come." Xiao Liulang said.

As soon as he lifted Xiao Qingkong up, before he could take off his pants, Xiao Qingkong peed...

Proper black history!

Xiao Liulang was urinated all over, with black lines all over his face: "..."

The next morning, Xiao Liulang was fine except for a sore throat and a hoarse voice.

Xiao Jingkong woke up comfortably on the delicate bed, feeling refreshed.

Stretching out of the east room, he saw Xiao Liulang sitting in the main room arranging the books. The books were wet by the rain that came in last night. The sky cleared this morning, so he planned to take the books out to dry in the sun.

He also saw Xiao Qingkong coming out of the east room, raised his eyebrows and said, "You wet your pants last night."

Xiao Jingkong stared: "You are talking nonsense! How could I wet the bed! I didn't wet my pants when I was one year old!"

This is the truth, he is the only baby in the temple who does not wet his pants!

Xiao Liulang said hehe: "If you don't believe me, go and see, your wet pants haven't been washed yet."

Xiao Jingkong ran to the backyard to see, it was the pants he wore before going to bed, they were really wet!

At this time, he was wearing another pair of pants.

Xiao Jingkong's body swayed, and his little hands covered his mouth in disbelief: "This, this, this..."

Xiao Liulang came over, and the corner of his lips curled up: "How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Xiao Jingkong waved his small fists and jumped anxiously: "I, I, I didn't pee my pants! One, it must be you! You peed on my pants! It's up to me if you peed on me! If you don't believe me, look! Your pants are also there. Here! Wet!"

Xiao Liulang: "You peed on me!"

Xiao Jingkong resolutely does not believe that he peed his pants. The bad brother-in-law peed his pants even after he was so big.

"Humph!"

Xiao Jingkong snorted and walked away!

Future generals of the Six Kingdoms: This general has no such dark history╭(╯^╰)╮