Extra: May the rest of your life be filled with happiness and joy
Jing Xuan and Chu Mo played outside for several months until they heard the news that the fifth sister Jing Qiao was going to get married, then they hurried back to Beijing.
The groom is Le Heng, the third son of the Le family, who has always been fond of Jing Qiao.
Jing Xuan watched her elder sister, who had grown up with her in a noisy environment, get married. Her carefree elder sister finally found someone to spend the rest of her life with.
After the wedding ceremony, Jing Qiao returned to the bridal chamber.
Jing Xuan went to the table of relatives and friends, and her eyes lit up when she saw Yuan Lianye: "Cousin!"
She was about to pounce on him, but Yin Boyan beside her immediately stopped him: "Princess, A Lian is not feeling well, be careful."
After the words fell, Jing Yu widened her eyes in worry and sat next to Yuan Lianye: "Cousin, what's wrong with you?"
Yuan Lianye blushed: "Nothing, don't worry."
"You lied to me!" Jing Yu pouted in grievance.
Yuan Lianye sighed softly and could only tell the truth: "I am pregnant and it has been a month."
Jing Xuan's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.
How come her cousin got married after her and got pregnant so soon? ?
A sarcastic voice came from the side: "She is so young, you really can do this."
Yin Boyan lowered his eyes guiltily.
Yuan Lianye was helpless and looked at Yuan Zhixuan: "Brother, I already said it's what I want."
Yuan Zhixuan snorted coldly, with a bad look on his face.
Wen Xu patted his shoulder and said to Yin Boyan, "Don't be unhappy, he is worried about Lianye."
Yin Boyan: "I know, I was wrong about this."
He didn't want Yuan Lianye to get pregnant so early, and he had taken precautions before. But a month ago...
There's no point in saying so much, it's his problem.
Yuan Lianye: "I've already said it before, I like children, it's better to have one sooner."
It was not appropriate for everyone to discuss this topic here. Yuan Zhixuan looked unhappy, so Wen Xu sat beside him and accompanied him.
Jing Xuan looked at the two of them, with a smile on her face.
During the Wanhua Festival last year, after she and Chu Mo went up to the Wanhua Tower, Wen Xuzi and Yuan Zhixuan also went up to the tower, which again shocked everyone.
Yuan Zhixuan finally got what he wanted.
It was no secret that he liked Wen Xuzi; even his elders knew it long ago.
The two of them were together without any hindrance, it was so smooth that it was unbelievable.
Now that Jing Xuan's friends have all started families and are holding hands with their lovers, she feels warm in her heart, yet a little melancholy.
I’m afraid that we won’t be able to play together anymore.
Jing Yu sighed softly.
The others all looked at her, frowned, and asked in unison: "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?"
Jing Xuan was stunned, and when she met everyone's worried gazes, her heart felt warm.
Yes, they are just growing up, their feelings will not disappear, so how can they be separated in the future.
The days of playing together will never disappear.
"We'll have more fun later."
"Of course!" Wen Xuzi was the first to shout.
Yuan Zhixuan: "How can I not go?"
Yuan Lianye: "Yes! We must go!" Jing Yu smiled and said, "That's great."
After a while, Chu Mo came to find her, took her hand, and frowned slightly: "The weather is going to get colder again."
"Yeah." The sweet voice smiled and said, "I didn't like winter before, but I like it now."
Chu Mo: "Why?"
"Because you are here." Jing Yu smiled at him: "With you, winter is no longer cold."
Chu Mo was startled, and gently scratched her nose, chuckling: "You..."
"Chu Xiaomo, my cousin is pregnant."
Chu Mo looked at her steadily, waiting for her next words, only to hear her ask: "Do you want a child?"
Meeting the amber eyes, Chu Mo clearly saw the expectation and fear in them.
His heart ached, and he held Jing Yu in his arms, rubbing his chin against her furry head: "You are only seventeen this year, it's too early."
Jing Yu asked in a muffled voice: "Then what age do you think is appropriate?"
Chu Mo answered the question irrelevantly: "How long do you want?"
Jing Xuan wrapped her arms around his waist and said silently, "I want to do it later."
"I like children very much, but I am afraid of..."
Chu Mo: "If you are afraid, then don't give birth."
Jing Yu: "You don't want it?"
The young man rubbed the little girl's head and said softly: "We still have a long, long time, there is no need to rush."
"When you want it, tell me. Before that, I will take the medicine." He let go of Jing Xuan, bent down slightly, and looked at her at eye level: "Xu Xuan, you are more important to me than children."
"No, it should be... the most important."
Jing Xuan nodded: "You are very important to me too."
So...having you in my life for the rest of my life will definitely make me happy and joyful.
When she was twenty years old, Jing Xuan gave birth to a little boy.
During that period, Chu Mo didn't sleep for whole nights.
I looked through various books and thought of hundreds of names, but I also eliminated those that were taboo or had bad meanings one by one.
After a lot of effort, I finally named my youngest son.
Chu Luoheng
——A gentleman is like Heng, with his feathered robes shining brightly.
This is the best blessing he can give to his children.
It is also the deepest love for his wife.
Chu Mo has been attracted to someone since he was young, and his love has blossomed. From now on, there will only be one person in his heart.
Jing Yu once asked him: "I never think I'm good, why do you like me so much?"
Chu Mo replied: "You are very good, so good that I fell deeply in love with you in my last life."
"There's no previous life." Jing Yu didn't believe it.
Chu Mo laughed: "Yes, I am lucky to have you in my life."
He didn't dare ask for too much.
...But if there really is a god, he really hopes that he could hold hands with Xuanxuan in the last life, or even in all his lives, and grow old together.
If there really is a god, if there really is an Emperor Beimo, I beg you... to listen to my wishes.
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