Tang Wan naturally knew it, but she still pretended to be surprised.
"Really?" Her eyes sparkled and she kept stroking her flat belly with her hands.
The surprise in his eyes was almost overflowing.
"Tingzhu, we have a child, that's great."
Mo Tingzhu held her hands, his eyes excited and filled with guilt: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I made you suffer like this."
"It's not your fault. You've done well enough, Tingzhu. Don't feel guilty."
Mo's mother stood by, watching the loving couple, and felt indescribably relieved.
She now looked at Tang Wan more affectionately than her own daughter.
She is really a lucky star. As soon as she came home, she not only helped her scold that aunt, but also trained Tingzhu into what she is today. Now, she is pregnant.
She really deserved to be beaten for thinking that way about her before.
Tang Wan originally wanted to get out of bed and walk around, but was stopped before she could move.
"The imperial physician said you need to rest well. Although you've recovered from your illness, it's always good to rest more. After all, you've had a fever for so many days, and you're pregnant now. Rest well. Mother will get you whatever you want to eat."
"Mother, I don't want to eat anything right now. If you have any, please tell me. Thank you for your concern."
"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it. This is what a mother should do. Put the housekeeping matters on your hands aside for now. Once you have rested, I will hand them over to you whenever you want to."
"Okay, thank you for your consideration, mother."
A smile appeared on her slightly rosy face, looking pleasing and well-behaved.
The more Mo's mother looked at her, the more satisfied she became. How could there be such a good woman in the world? She was well-behaved, beautiful, and had a sweet mouth. She was much better than the cold and hard boy next to her who was as hard as a stone.
Seeing that Mo Tingzhu was still standing there motionless, Mo's mother slapped him on the back of the head and said, "What are you still doing here? Get out now and let Wanwan have a good rest."
Mo Tingzhu didn't yell this time, but just pursed her lips and said, "Mother, I want to accompany her."
Mother Mo looked at Tang Wan: "Wan Wan, do you want this brat to accompany you? If you don't want him, mother will take him out."
"No, mother, I want to talk to my husband for a while."
"Okay, okay, mother won't be the villain. You two can have a good chat. Everyone else, please leave."
"yes."
"Wanwan... I swear to God, from now on, I will work hard to improve myself and never be the playboy I used to be. You don't need to control me anymore. I will be a good boy and do whatever you want me to do. From now on, I will treat you a thousand times better. If I don't do what I want, you can hit me or scold me, I will never fight back and I will never complain."
"It's all my fault. I'm the one who hurt you. If I hadn't insisted on making trouble, you wouldn't have suffered so much. Is it because I don't love you enough..." He grabbed his hair in pain, tears in his eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Just be good. You don't have to promise me these things because I believe in you. The changes you've made these days let me know that you're not a bad person."
"You just didn't get enough care when you were little, so you became like this now. But, didn't I teach you step by step? Tingzhu, actually, you are really good in my eyes."
"You say you're a playboy, but you listen to everything I say. I know that even though they say you're not in good health, you can't beat a weak woman like me. You're just giving in to me, and you want to change in your heart."
"If you have no intention of changing, you won't change even if I put a knife to your neck and force you to do so."
"Others say you're inconsiderate, but I know you're the one who covers me with a thin blanket when I fall asleep on the desk. When I'm in a bad mood, you take out little toys to comfort me."
"I remember once I said I had a headache. You didn't say anything, but you massaged my head for most of the night. Did you think I didn't feel it because I was asleep?"
"Mo Tingzhu, you are so stupid. How could I not feel your great strength?"
"I once read in a book that how could one not feel the warmth when sitting by a fire? Mo Tingzhu, I can also feel your love for me; it's scorching."
Her eyes were bright, and she looked at him with her chin supported, her head slightly tilted, a few strands of hair hanging on her cheeks, making her look extremely gentle.
Mo Tingzhu didn't expect that she even remembered these little things. His emotions surged for a moment, and he wanted to rush over and hug her waist, but he was concerned about her belly.
Then he turned and hugged her: "I never knew I was so good in your eyes."
"But don't be too proud. After all, you still have a lot of room for improvement..."
"For example? Whatever you want me to change, I'll do it."
"For example, you're picky about food and don't eat well. Is that something you can change?"
Mo Tingzhu nodded vigorously: "Of course I can."
His pair of almond-shaped eyes were slightly drooping at this moment, with tears in his eyes, and it was hard to tell whether he was aggrieved or moved.
The person in front of me, I have only known him for a short time, less than a year, but I can understand him so thoroughly. If this is not love, what is it?
She must have given a lot to me, in places I can't see.
He hugged her tighter, and two drops of hot water fell on the mattress, leaving a wet mark that no one noticed.
This must have been the last time he shed tears.
He could no longer be like before, not showing even a hint of weakness. No one could bully her, the mother, and the child.
..............
Mo's mother went to reward the woodcutter. After all, he was her lifesaver, so she had to thank him generously.
Unexpectedly, when she arrived, she saw the woodcutter entangled with a young girl.
The girl seemed to be a maid in my aunt's room. She was pretty and smart. I heard that she would be sent by my aunt to do a favor in a few days.
She is a person from his own mansion, and a little girl at that. The woodcutter is too ignorant of the limits. Even if he likes the little girl, he should ask if she agrees, right?
How could she be so shameless, pulling and tugging in broad daylight in public?
If such a thing were to get out, how would the little girl cope with it? She would probably be ashamed and angry to death.
She rushed over and shouted, "What are you doing?"
The two were startled for a moment. When the little girl saw that it was her, she knelt down hurriedly and said, "Greetings, old princess."
"Get up." She said softly.
Turning to look at the woodcutter, he spoke with a certain harshness, "Although you are the savior of the palace, you shouldn't do this. If you like her, just ask her to marry you sincerely. If this girl is willing to marry you, I won't say anything, but she's obviously reluctant. Why are you so persistent?"
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