Chapter 326 I don’t remember.
Shen Changhe looked behind Madam Shen and asked, "Mother, where is Yu Rou?"
The smile on Mrs. Shen’s face suddenly stopped, and she glared at Shen Changhe unhappily.
She came to pick her up in a hurry and nearly fell down several times on the way. Instead of showing concern for her as a mother, he actually asked about his wife right away.
He really has forgotten his mother after marrying a wife!
Shen Changhe felt a little embarrassed by Mrs. Shen's glare, and an awkward smile appeared on his face, which was a little dark from the wind and sun.
"She is in the yard, and mother doesn't let her walk around freely." Mrs. Shen said to her son.
"Why? What did Yurou do wrong?"
Shen Changhe's tone was clearly questioning, and Mrs. Shen was so angry that she fell backwards.
Does he still feel that he, as a mother, has been bullying his wife when he was away?
Shen Changhe really thought so in his heart, and his palms were sweating with anxiety.
Madam Shen flicked her sleeves, turned around and walked back to the mansion.
"Hey, mother." Shen Changhe immediately chased after her, "I'm just asking, why are you still angry?"
Madam Shen stopped and glared at him, "Fortunately, your mother is not a cunning and evil mother-in-law. Otherwise, it would be strange if the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could be good with you, a fool who only knows how to fight and doesn't understand the backyard."
"..." It was the first time that Shen Changhe was called a fool. "Then why did you confine Yurou?"
Mrs. Shen couldn’t breathe well, “Go back and see for yourself.”
After saying this, he really ignored his son who had just escaped death and walked away quickly.
Walking a long way, a maid laughed softly on the side, and Madam Shen tilted her head and glanced at her, "What's so funny?"
"My husband is right. I can't count on other men, not even my own son."
Mrs. Shen curled her lips, turned around and walked towards Shen Wen's study.
No one treats her better than her husband! !
Shen Changhe hurried back to his yard.
When he left, Yu Rou had just gotten married and the yard was very deserted. Now, the yard has been filled with potted plants, and all kinds of flowers are blooming brightly.
He stood in the yard for a moment, enveloped by this warm atmosphere.
"Uncle-in-law, uncle-in-law is back." A voice shouted excitedly and shot back into the house like an arrow.
Shen Changhe stared straight at the door.
There was a sound of something falling to the ground in the room, and then a figure suddenly lifted the bead curtain, and the gentle face showed a mixture of joy and sadness when she saw him.
"Husband." She sniffed and took a few steps out, but stood there without moving. Instead, she shed tears and opened her arms towards Shen Changhe.
She became a lot rounder, but her eyes were very red.
Shen Changhe strode forward and took Lin Yurou into his arms, "I'm sorry for wronging you these days."
Lin Yurou didn't say anything, she just hugged him and sobbed, which made Shen Changhe's heart ache like a needle.
He tightened his arms around Lin Yurou, his face tense.
"Sir." Lin Yurou's maid stepped forward and reminded him, "Be careful not to hurt the lady."
Shen Changhe was slightly startled, and slowly let go of Lin Yurou, "Did it hurt you?"
Lin Yurou blushed and shook her head, stroking her slightly bulging belly with her hand, and showed her protruding belly to Shen Changhe.
"You've become a lot rounder." It seems that he hasn't suffered any injustice, so he said that his mother shouldn't be that evil mother-in-law.
"..." Lin Yurou looked at him blankly, and the little maidservant let out a low laugh.
"You idiot." Lin Yurou gently punched his chest, leaned her head against him, and said in a very low voice, "I'm pregnant."
"What?" Shen Changhe looked confused, as if he really didn't hear clearly.
"Sir, the lady is pregnant and has been pregnant for almost four months."
After the little maid finished speaking, Shen Changhe was stunned for a few breaths.
He lowered his head and looked at Lin Yurou's bulging belly. He reached out his hand several times to touch it, but was too embarrassed to do so.
Lin Yurou grabbed his hand and placed it on her belly. "It's okay. He's very well behaved. He must be very happy knowing that his daddy is back."
The word "Dad" seemed to have touched a nerve in Shen Changhe. He stood in the yard and grinned.
Very silly and very happy.
"Sir," the servant's voice suddenly sounded at the door, "The emperor has only given us three days to leave. We should set off now."
Lin Yurou's joyful smile froze at the corner of her lips, "You still want to leave?"
Shen Changhe stroked her belly, half squatted down and looked at her carefully, and answered her, "It will only take two or three days. An An is in Langyue Lake and doesn't want to come back. The emperor is furious in the palace, so I have to go."
Lin Yurou heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that, but she felt reluctant to part with them again for two or three days after just meeting them.
"Can you take me with you?"
Shen Changhe stood up, hugged her and walked slowly into the house, "You are heavy, and the bumpy road is not safe. I will come back as soon as possible. You wait for me at home."
Lin Yurou lowered her eyelids in disappointment and raised her hands to hug Shen Changhe's waist.
She knew clearly what An An meant to the emperor, so she was sensible and did not mention it again.
The servant was waiting at the gate of the courtyard. After two quarters of an hour, Shen Changhe finally came out and said, "Let's go."
The servant looked at Shen Changhe with a hint of wanting to say something but stopping himself.
"What's wrong?" Shen Changhe stopped and looked at him with a frown.
The servant lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and pointed at the corner of his mouth, "Lip balm."
Shen Changhe was stunned for a moment, then he turned around with an uncomfortable look, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his lips hard.
His mind suddenly recalled their first intimate contact and the scene in which the emperor teased them. He thought to himself that his and Rou'er's kissing technique was very poor and he should practice it more in the future.
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There is a small Guanyin temple near Langyue Lake. Almost no one comes here, but the sound of wooden fish beating has never stopped in these days.
The incense in the incense burner on the shore was still burning, and on the cushion, a woman with her hair in a bun was kneeling devoutly.
At the gate of the dilapidated temple, Ling Chenyi, who was scratching his head and was extremely anxious at the beginning, now sits on the steps very calmly and stares at Shen Anan in the temple in a daze.
A hand suddenly waved in front of his eyes, and Qingfeng's wooden voice rang out, "Prince Ling, please don't look at our princess like that."
What if the master sees this?
The corners of Ling Chenyi's mouth twitched, and he looked up and glared at Qingfeng, "If you have nothing to do, quickly persuade your princess to leave with me. Your master is about to explode."
He pulled out a stack of letters from his pocket and waved them in front of Qingfeng's eyes, "I saw them, they are all urging us."
Qingfeng straightened his lips and simply sat down next to Ling Chenyi, "If the princess doesn't want to leave, what can I do?"
"No... She has worshipped the Guanyin statue eight hundred times. What's the point of worshipping it? Why not ask Xiao Yuan to build a bigger one for her in the palace?" He was impatient now and just wanted to take the person back and report back immediately.
But no matter what he said in front of Shen Anan, she seemed to be deaf to him. She just did what she was supposed to do step by step without any reaction, which made Ling Chenyi very frustrated.
The two of them held their cheeks and looked at Shen Anan in the temple.
After a while, Qingfeng suddenly frowned and tried to cover Ling Chenyi's eyes, but Ling Chenyi slapped him away, "Don't worry, I don't have your master's special fetish."
Like psychopaths.
Qingfeng frowned and said sullenly, "Since the princess came to Langyue Lake, her memory has become worse than before. Maybe she...can't remember, that's why it's like this."
Ling Chenyi's eyes widened in disbelief, "You mean to say that she doesn't even remember Xiao Yuan?"
"I don't know."
"Then what are we waiting for." Ling Chenyi lifted his robe and stood up. "Since he doesn't remember, then it's useless for us to wait any longer. We might as well knock him out and take him away."
"No way." Qingfeng's eyes widened. "The princess is still pregnant. If the master doesn't skin me alive when I get back, you, Prince Ling, won't be spared either."
"Then what do you say we should do? Will her body be able to handle it if she keeps kneeling like this?"
Of course Qingfeng knew that it was bad for his health, but he couldn't stop it, so what else could he do.
"Do you know what she is asking for?" Ling Chenyi asked.
"At first, I was praying for my master's safety, but now I don't know." The princess just kept repeating her previous actions.
"Tell me," Ling Chenyi stroked his chin, "Is it possible that she has forgotten what she asked for?"
Qingfeng was silent.
This guess is possible. From the initial prayer to the current silence, she is just repeating the previous actions. Perhaps the princess really doesn't remember.
Ling Chenyi sighed deeply, feeling overwhelmed.
"Prince, Prince," a servant ran over happily, "Good news, the young master of the Shen family is here."
The sadness on Ling Chenyi's face disappeared, "Chen Changhe is here? Where is he?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall figure was seen walking into the temple in a hurry.
Oh my God. Ling Chenyi shouted in his heart and immediately went forward, "I have used up all my magical powers, and the rest is up to you."
Shen Changhe nodded slightly, his distressed eyes falling on the woman kneeling on the futon in the hall.
Before entering the door, Qingfeng still stopped Shen Changhe and gave him a general account of Shen Anan’s situation.
Shen Changhe's heart was as if being cut by a knife. He walked slowly into the hall, knelt down on the cushion next to Shen Anan, and imitated Shen Anan's movements, putting his hands together, kowtowing and kneeling.
"May my sister be safe and happy, free from pain and disaster."
Shen Anan opened her eyes slightly and looked at Shen Changhe beside her. A trace of confusion flashed across her clear almond eyes.
Shen Changhe tilted his head to look at her, "What are you asking for?"
Shen Anan lowered her eyelids, frowned, and shook her head gently for a long time, and said, "I don't remember."
She only knew that she had asked for something very important, and that person was very important to her, especially very important. But no matter what, she couldn't remember it. That empty and graspable feeling made her feel deeply helpless and frightened.
"I know." Shen Changhe said slowly, "I know what you asked for."
Shen Anan looked at him even more blankly.
"What?"
Shen Changhe sat cross-legged on the futon and looked at her distressedly, "You are praying for your husband, may he be able to clear away the thorns and allow you to reunite soon."
"My husband?" Shen Anan blinked, "Who is he?"
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