Chapter 198 Full Moon

He raised his eyes and looked at Baoru calmly: "It's me that I swung my sword to kill Daosheng, but he died as soon as he hid the cook."

Baoru said softly: "Your brother-in-law is not bad. He is younger than you and he beats you up because of impulse. When you see him later, can you take a step back?"

Yin Yuzhao's heart was bleeding: "You know clearly that he has a look that looks like you, and a naive girl is so silly that she doesn't let you know why."

Baoru said: "It is a man who always has three wives and four concubines. It is no mistake for men in the world to live like this."

Yin Yuzhao's fist hit the bed with angered teeth clattering: "I won't."

Baoru laughed: "You haven't even talked about your wife? Don't worry, I have my own opinions on this matter. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

She is really leaving.

Seeing that Yin Yuzhao was still angry, Baoru finally felt relieved and turned around and said softly: "I am very grateful for picking out Zhuoma's affairs, but if there is such a thing in the future, I advise you not to do it.

It’s rare to be confused. I’m only over two months pregnant. At least during pregnancy, I have to go through it. I don’t want to be serious about everything, nor do I want to see it too clearly.”

Yin Yuzhao's fist kept smashing. This is women. They just want a safe life, so their husbands are half-hearted. They hide what they can and hide what they can. They never take the initiative to pick them up and see their wild and wild hearts. Tong Luo Qi is like this, stubborn, and until he dies, he will not expect the same thing.

"The cook is dead. Baoru, I can't sleep without you." Yin Yuzhao grabbed Baoru's hand, his eyes red.

Baoru was cruel and cruel, and finally tore Yin Yuzhao's hand away and turned around and left.

Ji Mingde was quite good-natured and was waiting downstairs.

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and Baoru finally got on the carriage first. Ji Mingde followed up and squeezed the already narrow carriage even more.

While shaking, Baoru said, "Zhuoma has gone to the old concubine."

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"She wants to stay, but she really has to learn the rules. She comes out of her ancestors and can't live in my yard. There are a few small yards behind Shangdong Pavilion. You just click that place and live there for her, and I will recognize her as a concubine."

The more Ji Mingde didn't speak, the more angry Baoru became dizzy.

Just at the critical moment when she was trying to match Zhuoma and Yin Yuzhao, a person in the family pretended to be crazy and wanted to hide from the old concubine. Ji Mingde said that he was so busy that he was going to die. He went out early and came back late all day, but he still had the leisure to run to the Siyi Pavilion to peel Yin Yuzhao's skin.

What is even more terrifying than taking a concubine is that she knows that her husband has a love and is interested in it. Her original wife, who is pregnant and has been swelling all day long, is worrying about breaking up a pair of lovers who are deeply in love.

Baoru touched his hand and pinched his thigh hard. Ji Mingde's muscles suddenly became hard, and then he pressed her under him.

"I have to say how many times I have to say, Zhuoma is just a sister. Her mother is dead, and the Tufans will not let her go, so I will take her back to Chang'an. I don't agree if you want to find a man for her.

But Yin Yuzhao's current appearance cannot marry Zhuoma, he has to change his temper." Ji Mingde chased and twisted his mind, trying to kiss Baoru's face.

But she tried her best to hide, but she refused to let him get close to her.

Ji Mingde couldn't help but feel a little anxious. The couple had conflicts, and they always had a quarrel at the head of the bed and got married at the end of the bed. She refused to accept him, so the matter was not over. But she was more than two months pregnant and wanted to get close to her, for fear of hurting her and the child.

Sure enough, Baoru uttered a roar and bent over his stomach: "You've pressed your child."

Ji Mingde then let go and sat up.

The two sat on both sides and lifted the curtains. It was the middle of the moon again, and a full moon hung on the treetops.

"What kind of temperament do you want Yin Yuzhao to change to that you are willing to marry Zhuoma to him?" Baoru asked back.

The orange palace lanterns swayed with the rhythm of the carriage. Ji Mingde was stunned and shook his head. He had never thought about this. He hated Yin Yuzhao not only because of Zhuoma, but more because of his dirty heart towards Baoru.

Baoru glanced at him coldly and suddenly sneered. Ji Mingde's body was cold, which was the one she gave him when he went through a lot of hardships in his previous life.

At this time, she was laughing and her heart was cold. She had an inherent understanding in her heart and would not listen to his explanation again.

"Forget it, don't discuss her marriage beforehand, let her live in the mansion." Baoru said the half sentence: If you want Yin Yuzhao to change your temperament, and if you have your face, you will be willing to marry Zhuoma to him. In fact, the only thing you are really willing to entrust Zhuoma in your heart is you.

Of course she won't say this.

The carriage was shaking, Baoru's back of his hand on his knees cooled down, subconsciously covered his other hand, and the carriage shook again, and more tears fell down.

Her legitimate mother, Duan, has never given birth to a child since Zhao Baosong. Although she has been pregnant several times, she can't sit still.

Thinking about it now, she felt wronged. What is more terrifying than clearly love is this vague ambiguousness. You know that a man's heart is gradually shifting but you are powerless. He pretends to be open and honest on the surface and has nothing.

The two of them were still angry when they returned home.

Passing by the gate of Fengling Courtyard, Baoru clearly heard a burst of laughter like a dove, hiding in his chest.

No one would laugh like a little baby with a baby's milk sound except Zhuoma. Sure enough, Ji Mingde stopped: "Zhuoma, come out."

Stepping on the rustling leaves, Zhuoma looked like a child-like naughty who had done bad things, and she could hide from her three or four.

Ji Mingde looked at her coldly.

Zhuoma ran over suddenly, stuffed Ji Mingde something, turned around and ran away.

Ji Mingde turned around and Baoru had left at some point. Taking advantage of the moonlight, Zhuoma embroidered a square bellyband with two black hairs embroidered on it. I don’t know if it was a bear or a Tibetan mastiff, so ugly that it was too ugly.

When he went back to explore Zhuoma last time, Baoru was just pregnant. Ji Mingde was very happy and couldn't find a place to say so he said a few words to Zhuoma. Zhuoma was just as happy as he asserted: "It must be a boy."

Ji Mingde leaned on the chair of Yide Hall and smiled: "How do you know it's a boy?"

Zhuoma smiled with her hands and smiled with a sharp chin: "As the heroic and handsome as the eldest brother gave birth to, he will naturally be a boy. At that time, I will embroider the two most brave Tibetan mastiffs on it, so that they can protect the baby for the eldest brother."

This is Zhuoma's Tibetan Mastiff, which is so ugly that it is her wish.

He handed his bellyband to Baoru, and Ji Mingde took advantage of the situation to explain: "Zhuoma didn't know what concubine was at all. It was just that after Chidong's killing, my mother died. When she arrived in Chang'an, she had no relatives and subconsciously refused to leave me."

Baoru took the bellyband, smiled, stroked his hand, and said, "The embroidery looks so beautiful, thank her for me."

If it weren't for hearing Zhuoma ask Yin Yuqing to make bad ears with her own ears, and thus provoke trouble, and hide in the old concubine smoothly, Baoru would have thought Zhuoma was an innocent and cute little girl.

But Zhuoma's appearance during the day actually acted on her.

At this moment, Zhuoma, who returned to Shengxi Hall, wanted to shake off the bellyband, and cried and complained in front of Ji Mingde, saying that Zhuoma bullied Yin Yuqing and was innocent on the surface, but in fact he was a vixen who sowed the falsehood.

Yin Yuqing's reputation for bullying others is far away, so she said that with Yin Yuqing's evidence, Ji Mingde had never seen Zhuoma's slander and disobedient behavior, and would think that she was framed and slandered, and was a jealous woman who could not even tolerate her husband's sister.

Ji Mingde may not say anything and will tolerate her, but he will still plant a thorn in his heart, thinking that she is a jealous woman who is jealous and jealous. Wouldn't he feel more and more fond of Zhuoma?

Gradually, likes will become love.

Although Baoru was stupid, she didn't like to call people to play with her. She praised her beauty repeatedly and solemnly put her bellyband into the box where Xiao Jitang's clothes were put.

Ji Mingde took a shower and came in, Baoru was already asleep.

Sit slowly to the edge of the bed, lifted up the bean-green bead tent, she only had a side face, curled up to the wall, and fell asleep steadily. His hands were closer, and she subconsciously avoided, huddled her hands on her cheeks, shrank upwards, and gently avoided them.

Ji Mingde took his hand back and touched the flat velvet pillowcase, which was wet with a layer of water. Obviously, when he went to take a shower, Baoru lies on the pillow and turned around, he cried.

The last life made her feel discouraged and sad and desperate, so much that she was about to leave with a big belly, because of Tong Luoqi's death.

But in this life, she had accepted this fact. She knew that he was killed by Luo Qi, and was still helping him cover up. She was still running between Yin Yuzhao and him, mediating between them.

For a moment, while taking advantage of the moonlight, Ji Mingde looked back and reflected on his heart. He deceived her and concealed her, but he did not regret what he had done. There was no medicine for regret in the world, so he could only move forward bravely. He just felt sorry for her and felt wronged for her, but he didn't know how to relieve her.

Ji Mingde breathed a sigh of relief. If the nightmare happened again, she would leave, and she would have a difficult childbirth and her wife would be separated, and he would have lived in vain in this life.

In the middle of the night, Baoru woke up and there was a hazy light outside the bed tent. She rubbed her eyes. The pillow beside her was empty. Ji Mingde did not sleep, and he was still outside.

Baoru was stunned for a while, then turned over and sat up.

Through the gauze tent, there was something very strange outside. After careful look, I realized that it was Ji Mingde, but the crown on his head was particularly large, just like the lotus crown on his head when the King of Khra came to Chang'an to worship, it was bigger than his head, and the whole body was shining with golden light.

Bao Ruxin said that this person was crazy, and he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he was wearing a lotus crown?

Could it be that he is not waiting to be the emperor, and his ambitions are hard to suppress. He is enjoying himself here while she is sleeping in the middle of the night?

After gently uncovering the bead tent, Baoru saw clearly that the top of Ji Mingde's head was not a crown, but a brush wash, half a foot wide edge, with a golden yellow color. His long hair was dispersed along both sides, wearing a white mid-lane, like a prisoner who was being held, washing with a pen on his head, kneeling on the ground to write.

There were no blue bricks on the ground, but rice paper rolled into a shaft, with pear wood stone pressed on one side and rolled next to the makeup stool, making him write at least three feet long.
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