After My Fiance Became a Monk, I Unexpectedly Had a 3-Year-Old Child

With her wedding day approaching, her fiancé, Lu Yun, preferred to shave his head and become a monk rather than marry Qi Yuning. Princess Qi instantly became the laughingstock of Shengjing.

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Chapter 295 Lu Baozhu and Shen Jialin

Qi Yuning felt relieved when she saw Lingling's tears turn into laughter. She and Lu Ze went to the side yard to see the two children brought out by the midwife.

The two children are chubby and a little wrinkled, and their eyebrows and eyes vaguely resemble those of little bald donkeys.

Lingling stood on tiptoe and said, "Lingling wants to see her brother."

The wet nurse held the child and bent over to let Lingling look at her.

Lingling held Han Ge'er's hand and said, "Brother, look how cute the brothers are."

Han Ge'er glanced at his two younger brothers, tears in his eyes: "Mother..."

Lingling took Han Ge'er's hand and said, "Lingling will take you to find mother."

Although the delivery room was not a place where children could enter, no one dared to stop Lingling, so Lingling brought Han Ge'er into the delivery room.

Han Ge'er saw Shen Nian, who was sweating and looked weak, and cried out, "Mother."

Shen Nian opened her arms and hugged Han Ge'er who ran to the bedside: "I'm sorry, Han'er, don't cry, mother's favorite child is still you, you and mother will take care of your brothers together in the future, okay?"

Lingling also crawled to the side of Shen Nian and said, “Aunt, isn’t Lingling your favorite child?”

Lu Yun said sourly, "Humph, how can you compare to Han Ge'er? You and your two brothers are weeds, only Han Ge'er is a treasure."

Lingling said, "Lingling is not a weed. Lingling is also a treasure, Auntie, isn't she?"

Shen Nian smiled softly at Lingling and reached out to touch Lingling’s little face: “Well, Lingling is also Auntie’s favorite child.”

Lingling said: "Auntie is also Lingling's favorite auntie."

The Star-Moon Lake reflects the crescent moon and the starry sky.

By the lake, Shen Jialin held Lu Baozhu's hand and said, "I've made it clear to my mother. I won't be going back to Lingzhou. You can marry me without worrying about my mother. She has a large family to take care of in Lingzhou..."

Lu Baozhu raised her eyes and looked at Shen Jialin. "After all, you are the eldest son of the family. You will eventually go back to take over the Shen family. I know your mother looks down on me, but I will not endure this humiliation. This is the first time in my life that someone has said that I am of humble origin. I am of royal blood, and my father's family has been wealthy for hundreds of years..."

Shen Jialin said, "My mother is indeed old-fashioned. She wouldn't dare say this in front of others. We're both older now, and you still don't want to marry me. Is this really going to last forever?"

Lu Baozhu said, "Is it me who doesn't want to marry you? It's you who simply haven't made up your mind to marry me! It was your mother who was disgusted with me first..."

"You did have a bad temper back then. My mother taught me that women should be dignified..."

Lu Baozhu glared at Shen Jialin and said, "My temper isn't necessarily that good right now!"

Seeing that Lu Baozhu was angry, Shen Jialin took a deep breath and said, "I really want to marry you."

Lu Baozhu looked at Shen Jialin and said, "When I quarrel with your mother in the future, who will you help?"

Shen Jialin looked at Lu Baozhu and said, "Can't you just stop arguing? You'll be separated from each other and will rarely see each other in the future. During the holidays, you can stay in Shengjing instead of going back to Lingzhou with me."

Lu Baozhu looked at Shen Jialin and said, "You really still despise me, otherwise why wouldn't you let me go back to Shengjing with you?"

Shen Jialin held Lu Baozhu's wrist tightly and said, "I have never disliked you, but the interpersonal relationships between aristocratic families are not that simple. You are a respected princess in Shengjing City. You can do whatever you want, but when you go to the Shen family, you must abide by the rules of the Shen family and the rules of the aristocratic family..."

Lu Baozhu looked at Shen Jialin and said, "Why doesn't your Shen family abide by the rules of the imperial family? Your mother can be so arrogant, not because your Shen family is so powerful, but because my grandfather is kind and my brother is kind. He didn't take action against you to consolidate the imperial power. Instead, he let you live in peace in a corner. Do you think you can really restore your former glory? You despise this princess? You are dreaming!"

Shen Jialin slowly released Lu Baozhu's hand and said, "I'll just ask you one more time, are you willing to marry me? If you don't want to..."

Lu Baozhu said, "What if I don't want you to do it?"

Shen Jialin pursed his lips and said, "Then I will have no choice but to marry someone else. I am no longer young and cannot waste time with you any longer."

Lu Baozhu was extremely angry and said, "Then go and marry someone else. Go, go right now!"

As Lu Baozhu spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, "You are such a bastard!"

Shen Jialin sighed and said, "I really don't know why I can't stop thinking about you when you have such a temper."

It was obvious that Lu Baozhu was very spoiled and willful, and had all the bad tempers of a spoiled girl in Shengjing. She was not the talented woman he had always liked, and he could not even talk to Lu Baozhu about poetry and songs. But sometimes, as long as he could see her smile, he would be satisfied.

Shen Jialin felt that he was being a masochist. It was obvious that Lu Baozhu was not suitable for him at all. They were not the same kind of people, so he should have ended the relationship immediately.

But seeing her crying, Shen Jialin was filled with reluctance. He went over and held Lu Baozhu in his arms and said, "It was you who didn't want to marry me, so why are you crying now?"

Lu Baozhu raised her hand to slap Shen Jialin, but Shen Jialin held her hand tightly.

Lu Baozhu's hands were restrained, so she could only bite Shen Jialin's drooping lips. She bit with all her strength and did not let go until bleeding.

But as soon as she let go, Shen Jialin pouted her red lips, and the smell of blood spread between her lips and teeth.

The moonlight was soft, and Lu Baozhu took Shen Jialin to the small courtyard next door.

In the lakeside courtyard beside Xingyue Lake, you can see the scenery of Xingyue Lake by opening the window, and the lake breeze blows the curtains...

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