Chapter 562： Her Majesty's Counterattack (43)

Chapter 562: Her Majesty's Counterattack (43)

When Ji Wenyuan fell asleep, the scenes of Nei Phoenix and the children seemed vivid.

She would caress her stomach gently, and she would also look at him tenderly.

He leaned over, put his ears on her belly, and could feel the movement of the child. The real and small heartbeat made him excited ...

And when he wakes up, everything in the dream is blurred, like a cloud of smoke, making him unable to remember the details.

For a few days, in order to fall asleep, in addition to dealing with memorials, he slept in the Yangxin Hall.

However, this dream is not always there.

...

The dream is warm, compared with the palace today, Ji Wenyuan is even more desolate.

Then, one day, Ji Wenyuan had a dream and dreamed of the production of the phoenix.

He could not enter outside the door, only listening to the painful sound of the woman in the room, and eagerly rushed in to treat him.

But this is a dream, he can't walk in that door anyway

Just looking at Lin Lang and a few female generals, and the stable mother who delivered the baby, carrying a pool of blood and water, going in and out.

Suddenly, I didn't know how long I had been in my dreams, but when he was in a state of anger, a loud cry came from the room, and Ji Wenyuan was shocked.

He watched Lin Lang go to the house and talk to the woman.

He also wanted to see his women, and his children ... their children!

However, suddenly a sigh of relief.

Ji Wenyuan was sweaty on his back and woke up from the palace of the Yangxin Palace.

Sitting alone in the palace, Ji Wenyuan took the letter from under his pillow, and he repeatedly looked at it countless times.

The stationery was already creased.

But looking at the children mentioned in this stationery ...

It's time for their children to come to this world.

Closing his eyes, Ji Wenyuan lay down again.

He still wanted to dream, but this time, no matter how much he went to sleep, he couldn't get into the interrupted dream.

The emperor in the black robe lying on the couch holding letter paper in front of him, suddenly thought of something ...

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and there was always a little more light in his silent eyes.

In my dreams--

He stood in the courtyard, the room was the woman who gave birth, and in the courtyard, the plain white pear blossom was opening a tree.

It is the early spring season, and the pear blossoms in Beijing are not yet open.

*

Lin Lang told Xia Ling several times about returning to Beijing.

Xia Ling just smiled and couldn't worry.

In such a blink of an eye, more than three months have passed, and the tree pear blossom in the courtyard has already begun to fail.

Sitting under the tree, in the cart next to it, there are little neon pears that have been three or four months old.

I gave my baby's own last name, and I took the first name together, but I didn't want to give Ji Wenyuan a chance.

Lin Lang, a few of them, only thought that Xia Ling really planned, and would not go back in this life.

In the ground, he sighed a few times, but also kept Xia Ling at ease.

Although Xia Ling had enough silver money, the female generals were idle and had nothing to do, so in the nearby small county, a dart board was established.

A mother-daughter and a daughter-in-law were waiting beside them, and several of them could take turns to take care of this.

Today is Lin Lang left behind.

Xia Ling was carefully writing a book on the stone table under the tree.

In addition to being beautiful, Neihuang can also get a good hand.

The book she wrote was very powerful, and she calmed her mind and delved into her knowledge.

Therefore, the books she copied were sold very well in the bookstores in the county seat.

"Linlang, this ink is gone, please help me research more."

Rubbing his sour wrist, Xia Ling put down her pen and said to her.

Without a girl ring, Lin Lang, a female general who has never danced with a sword, has also developed a good hand in ink research.

(End of this chapter)