Hearing Mrs. Lin's words, Song Huan was stunned.
They must have been having a pleasant conversation just now, so why didn't she and Pei Yan come? She still had many questions to ask.
Pei Yan turned to look at Madam Lin, his expression unchanged. He said coldly, "Then you will stay here and recuperate."
After saying that, he held Song Huan's hand tightly and left Jingxin Garden without looking back.
"..." Song Huan was confused and couldn't understand the tricks of these two people.
But her intuition told her that the relationship between Pei Yan and Mrs. Lin was... very subtle.
Walking out of Jingxin Garden, the branches and leaves around you sway in the wind, making a rustling sound.
The heat dissipated, and a refreshing breeze blew towards the two people who were walking hand in hand.
Song Huan's pace gradually slowed down. The wind felt very comfortable.
Pei Yan noticed her pace and slowed down his own pace.
But Pei Yan was tall and had long legs, so the distance he took in one step was two steps longer than Song Huan's.
If Pei Yan wanted to walk side by side with Song Huan, he had to stop after taking a step.
Song Huan was enjoying the breeze, and after taking just two steps she realized that Pei Yan was trying to accommodate her.
Song Huan couldn't help but laugh secretly. She finally realized that Pei Yanyan was a man who could only do but not talk.
Obviously every action of his is very heartwarming, but when he opens his mouth to express himself, he is always so overbearing and unreasonable... Well, it is Pei·bienia·Yan for sure.
At this moment, Pei Yan could see Song Huan with his eyes downcast and a shy smile.
He wanted to stop and hold the person in his arms...
Song Huan was pulled by a gravitational force, and Pei Yan behind him suddenly stopped moving.
The two held hands in a straight line. Song Huan paused and turned to look at him, "Why don't you leave... Hmm."
Unexpectedly, Pei Yan hugged her into his arms without much effort, "My wife, your husband wants to hug you."
His voice was very low, like a whisper, which made Song Huan's heart soften instantly.
"...Yeah, hug." Song Huan responded softly, his tone sounding extremely calm and cold.
But in fact... her chin was resting on Pei Yan's chest, and he held her so tightly that it was difficult for her to speak.
Song Huan suddenly felt that the cutest height difference and other things were all lies.
I never considered whether the girl would feel comfortable being held in my arms...
Song Huan put her arms around Pei Yan's waist, raised her chin with an effort and said, "Husband, I think... I can still grow a little taller."
In fact, she is not short now, estimated to be around 1.6 meters tall.
But Pei Yanyan was too tall, so her forehead just touched his shoulder.
Pei Yan looked down at Song Huan, wondering what strange things were going on in her mind.
After hesitating for a while, he said, "I think...my wife looks just right now."
Song Huan was firm: "No, I want to grow taller."
Pei Yan: "...Then my lady, please eat more in the future."
Song Huan shook his head and rubbed his chin against Pei Yan's chest. "Eating more will only make you fat, not taller."
"But I know a way to grow taller, and that is... I need my husband's help..."
“…” Pei Yan knew what his wife was up to as soon as he heard it.
He couldn't help but chuckle: "How can a husband help my wife?"
Song Huan blinked and said with a smile, "You have to agree first, and then I will tell you."
Pei Yan has been extremely intelligent since childhood and has always been able to make every possible plan.
But at this moment, facing the cute Song Huan, he was willing to be stupid and didn't want to guess the purpose of her words: "Okay, your husband will agree to it."
Song Huan's eyes lit up: "You are not allowed to regret it."
Pei Yan promised: "No regrets."
Song Huanxiao's eyes curved with laughter. He coughed lightly and said seriously, "If I get pregnant, I can grow with the baby again. Then growing taller... is just around the corner."
Pei Yan's smile froze slightly when he heard this. "If you want to have a child, you have to wait until next year when your body is well again."
Song Huan said confidently: "In fact, I have been recuperating for two or three months. My body is fine now. Husband, I can do it now."
Pei Yan said in a low voice: "I'll have a doctor come to the mansion tomorrow to check your pulse."
Song Huan: “…”
The doctor's pulse diagnosis is definitely not good...
"You just promised me."
Song Huan said, "You can't go back on your word."
"I promised to help you grow taller, not to make you pregnant."
Not letting Song Huan get into danger was Pei Yan's bottom line. "Besides... your husband didn't say we don't want children, it's just that the time isn't right now."
Song Huan: “…” Angry.
It seems that I can only poke the fish bubbles secretly...
"Okay." Song Huan said in a sullen tone, "Then let's go back to Mingsong Hall. I'm tired and want to sleep."
Under the moon and flowers, it was a beautiful scene. Song Huan suddenly lost interest in appreciating it.
Pei Yan felt a little sorry when he saw her depressed.
But when he thought of the news he had just received, his eyes flashed. Perhaps... not letting Huanhuan get pregnant is the best choice right now.
…
Although Song Huan understood that Pei Yan didn't agree to her request for her own good, she was still angry and walked quickly in the second half of the journey.
The two quickly returned to Mingsong Hall.
After entering the room, Song Huan ignored Pei Yan.
She took off her hair, rinsed her mouth, and washed her face. After everything was ready, she went straight to the bed, facing the wall, with her back to Pei Yan, and closed her eyes.
Pei Yan said nothing, watching Song Huan lie down silently, and then extinguished the candles in the room one by one.
Then, he also got on the bed, hugged Song Huan sideways, and coaxed in a low voice: "Huanhuan, don't be angry."
Perhaps it was the darkness of the night that gave Pei Yan the courage. Once he lay down on the bed, he was like a completely different person.
Song Huan also felt that he was being unreasonable.
She knew this was not good, but for some reason, she just couldn't control her temper.
Fortunately, there was an ice basin in the room, keeping the temperature pleasantly cool. Pei Yan's body was cooler than others, so Song Huan felt quite comfortable being held like this.
Coupled with the feeling of sleepiness, Song Huan was too lazy to argue with Pei Yan anymore, "Well, don't be angry, go to sleep."
When she said this, she could no longer open her eyelids.
"Wait until next year..." Pei Yan frowned and hugged her tighter: "Wait until next year. If everything is fine, we can have a child."
Song Huan: “…”
Pei Yan waited for a long time but didn't hear Song Huan's answer.
He half-raised himself and leaned over to look, only to find that his wife's breathing was even and shallow, and she was obviously asleep.
Pei Yan's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to place a kiss on Song Huan's forehead...
That night, Song Huan slept soundly. When she woke up, it was bright outside the window, and she was covered with a thin blanket.
In the second half of the night, the temperature dropped and as soon as she felt cold, someone covered her with a blanket.
Song Huan knew without hesitation that the man was Pei Yan.
However, after Song Huan stood up, there was no trace of Pei Yan.
No one is allowed to enter Mingsong Hall without Pei Yan's permission.
On weekdays, even if Pei Shen and Pei Chen had something to report, they would leave after saying it.
It just so happened that Song Huan didn't like having someone "serving" her, so yesterday she naturally let Jin Yue and Jin Le go back to Huichunyuan to rest.
At this moment, there was no one in the huge Mingsong Hall. Song Huan couldn't find anyone to ask.
Fortunately, when she walked out of the courtyard, she saw Pei Xi guarding the door.
Song Huan breathed a sigh of relief and asked him, "Did the Marquis enter the palace early this morning?"
Pei Xi said, "Madam, yes."
Song Huan: "Did you leave a message saying when you'll be back?"
Pei Xi: "The Marquis entered the palace at the beginning of the morning, and said that if there are no unexpected events, he will be able to return home at the end of the morning."
Song Huan looked up at the sky... forget it, she couldn't see it.
"What time is it?"
"It's already one o'clock in the morning."
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