Lu Yue, "Que'er, give birth to a child of our own."
Song Niannian, "..."
Each of these men has a problem with her child.
Lu Yue stared at Song Niannian with his peach blossom eyes, without blinking, with a sinister look and paranoia in his eyes.
Song Niannian, "Master, I'm in good health. After I give birth to this baby, I can give birth to as many children as you want!"
Her phoenix eyes were sweet and soft as she looked at Lu Yue.
With the "Puppet Pill", as long as Song Niannian's words make Lu Yue's heart moved, the "Puppet Pill" in Lu Yue's body will take effect.
Song Niannian tried to persuade him again, "Master, aren't they just a few children? What's mine is yours. Our family is big and powerful, how can we not support these three? Let them pave the way first, and when our child is born, let them serve as pawns for the legitimate son! What can be more reliable than blood ties?"
Lu Yue originally frowned and struggled in his heart, but Song Niannian's words immediately persuaded him.
He relied on the influence of the Queen, so he naturally knew how powerful nepotism was. However, his family had only a few male heirs, and he was the only one... If he had more children, the Lu family would definitely be more prosperous in the capital.
"Que'er is right. How can your child not be my child?"
Under the effect of the "Puppet Pill", Lu Yue was successfully fooled.
He vowed to recognize the baby in Song Niannian's belly, and also imagined that after Song Niannian gave birth to this baby, she would give birth to three more for him!
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As they were talking, Lu Yue's men came down, and Song Niannian left the study and returned to her own yard to rest.
She was the only one left in the room.
A light fragrance, like that of burning incense, came from an unknown place again.
Song Niannian was just about to take a rest and close her eyes, but suddenly frowned.
He got out of bed and looked around the room.
Nothing—
However, based on Song Niannian's instinct, something must have entered her room.
Or an old friend...
During the day, she seemed to see him in the restaurant, but when their eyes met, the figure quickly disappeared.
Zhou Yan?
The only man around her now is Zhou Yan, whose scent is a faint Buddhist fragrance, pure and neutral.
Gu Chenshu always has a bitter medicinal smell on his body.
Lu Yue was wearing expensive sandalwood, which was cloying.
Only Zhou Yan was self-disciplined and reserved... Even though she had been locked up with him in the Qinlou and Chuguan for two months, the scent she smelled on Zhou Yan was still clear and cold, the scent of a temple... the scent of a Buddhist in the world!
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Song Niannian didn't find anyone.
After walking around, I felt a little depressed.
She sat on the chaise longue, half leaning there, and unconsciously took out a string of jade beads from her side and slowly fiddled with them.
A string of jade beads hung on the pink fingertips.
White as jade beads, pink as fingertips.
The door was closed, and light shone through the window lattice. She just lowered her eyes and stared at it, again and again.
He seemed to be in a daze, and also seemed to be thinking about someone.
Who could it be? Who would I twist the jade beads when I miss them?
Zhou Yan hid on the beam, breathing slowly and steadily, his eyes fixed on the woman on the couch...
That unknown shiver made him shudder along his spine and lurk on the beam, and his entire back felt numb, as if he had turned into Buddhist beads, being twisted under Song Niannian's fingertips, becoming the Buddhist beads that she gazed at.
Zhou Yan came to the prince's mansion this time in order to collect the stolen goods and evidence of the crime in the palace, but unexpectedly, he met an "acquaintance" in the prince's mansion.
Zhou Yan remembered that after he left, the doctor who came to see her once every three days could not find any sign of pregnancy.
After being separated for more than a month, Gu Chenshu's mistress became a concubine in the prince's mansion? And she was pregnant?
So whose child is this?
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Song Niannian was twisting the Buddhist beads, one by one, and suddenly at a certain moment.
Zhou Yan's breathing was unstable.
Zhou Yan's breathing became heavier, and Song Niannian immediately stopped twisting the Buddhist beads with her fingertips.
She smelled it, above her head, on the beam.
That light breath drifted slowly from above——
Looking up, his sight accurately penetrated the darkness and fell somewhere in the room.
Zhou Yan was immediately met by her gaze.
She is in the light, he is in the dark.
The slightly raised head pulled up Song Niannian's charming chin, and their eyes met.
Zhou Yan had nowhere to hide in front of her...
But he still didn't move.
With his hiding skills, Song Niannian, who has no martial arts skills at all, would have no way of discovering him.
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Song Niannian looked at it for a while.
Above her head, the beams of the house were crisscrossed and the door was closed, so she really couldn't see clearly.
But Zhou Yan is a "Buddhist son" of a temple. Why is he coming here instead of meditating in Fashan Temple?
Song Niannian couldn't figure it out, so she simply looked away.
She went straight back to the couch, took off her outer robe, and went to bed to rest.
Zhou Yan wanted to watch her sleep, so he could watch her as he pleased...
Now that you have kids, what else have you not seen?
Song Niannian was half asleep and half dreaming when she felt the light and neutral breath coming closer to her and looking at her for a long time.
"Monk, you came to peek at me because you like me and want to be responsible for me and the child?" Song Niannian said sleepily.
She was half asleep and half awake.
Zhou Yan was nailed to the spot.
It took him a long time to regain his senses and he stumbled away.
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At Lu's house.
Song Niannian suddenly became dignified.
The peaches and apricots she wanted to eat were not only the freshest, but also had servants to help her sort them into different flavors, from sour to sweet.
And this nobility is not limited to the Lu Mansion...
Song Niannian wanted to eat peaches and apricots. The apricots grown in the mountains near Fashan Temple were the most delicious.
Normally, apricots are picked and sent to the temple for pilgrims to eat.
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