Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Upon hearing this, Xiao Douxue turned around instantly, was stunned for a moment, and quickly put his hand on Mu Yao's wrist.

The pulse was weak and the blood was flowing backwards. It should be caused by excessive emotions. The lady must have been shocked by his boldness. He knew it! Xuan'er took out a Qingxin Pill and fed it to her.

"Jiyun, I'm fine." Mu Yao took a deep breath. She turned to look at Xiao Douxue and asked again, "Douxue, this screen is so beautiful. How much did you spend on it?"

She spent five million taels on that imperial green jade lotus pouch that was only a quarter the size of her palm. Wouldn't the price of this double-sided jade screen that was two heads taller than her be sky-high?

"It's free. I moved it from my parents' house." Xiao Douxue replied casually. He wanted to continue to take credit in front of his wife. All the walls that were repaired this time were made of glutinous rice paste. Now he dared not mention it.

Sure enough, Xiao Douxue heard Mu Yao let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your hard work, Douxue. The new house is very beautiful, far exceeding my expectations. I knew that you would not let me down if I entrusted it to you for renovation." Mu Yao took his arm and swayed happily.

This shake also revealed Xiao Douxue's little thoughts.

"So you're sleeping at my place tonight?"

"No! Yaoyao is pregnant, it's not convenient. She has to live with me for the time being." Yu Heng said urgently.

The boy seemed a little excited, and his voice unconsciously rose a few notches.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Yu Heng.

But he didn't hesitate, and refused to give in. He reminded in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Master Xiao, your medical skills are superb, I'm sure you will understand. Wait until Yaoyao's pregnancy is stable, and then we can discuss other things."

Mu Yao was pregnant with his two children, so he couldn't care less at the moment, even if it meant offending everyone.

To his surprise, Mu Yao was the first to nod in agreement, forcing Xiao Douxue to suppress the emotions that had been brewing.

Others, including Xu Qingcheng, who was the most argumentative, and Wei Wushang, who had the worst temper, had no objections.

No matter how reluctant I was, I could not deny that Yu Heng was right.

The moon is high in the sky and the stars are brilliant.

After everyone returned to the courtyard, the chirping of cicadas on the willow trees in the house could be clearly heard, accompanied by the "dragon tail wagging" sound of koi in the pond and the loud croaking of frogs coming from the lotus leaves, echoing in the ears like a small concert, making Mu Yao uneasy.

Recalling Shen Chutang's gloomy and sad expression today, he glanced at Yu Heng who had just entered the bathroom, then got up and went to his courtyard.

The courtyard had not yet been named. As soon as she stepped in, a rich scent of gardenias hit her in the face. Mu Yao remembered that Yu Heng's courtyard also had a large area of ​​gardenias planted. Could it be that Xiao Douxue planted all the flowers in the house with the same kind?

She remembered that Shen Chutang's Fufeng Garden was full of various rare camellias, and she was thinking about going back to Fufeng Garden with him someday to pick out a few of the best ones and transplant them there.

The candlelight in the room was extremely dim, which made Mu Yao unsure whether her son had rested or not.

Just as she was hesitating, the door creaked open.

Shen Chutang was wearing an inner shirt as thin as a cicada's wing, and his eight abdominal muscles were faintly visible through the snow-white satin under the moonlight.

After not seeing him for a long time, his calm face became even more handsome, like a poem or a painting. Even without saying a word, his every move was still full of vigor and spirit.

He seemed very happy about Mu Yao's arrival. His eyes flickered slightly, and he hugged her in his arms, kissing her hair over and over again.

"How did you think you would come?" he asked calmly.

"I saw you were absent-minded during dinner today. Are you worried about something?" Mu Yao asked worriedly. She could feel that Shen Chutang was in a bad mood. When he was talking with Helian Yunqing today, he didn't say a few words and then immersed himself in drinking alone.

You know, he mostly drinks tea on weekdays.

"My mother passed away." His voice was very low, without any warmth, but full of incomparable sadness.

Mu Yao's breathing quickened and she hugged him tightly, wanting to give him all her warmth without reservation.

She regretted not being able to meet her mother-in-law, and she didn't know whether the old lady knew that Chu Tang had married.

"Will you take me back to Nanyue to pay homage to my mother-in-law next year?" Mu Yao asked tentatively.

"Okay. I'll take you back." Shen Chutang's tone was soft, and it was rarely filled with a sense of powerlessness.

His mother went crazy after accidentally killing his father, and when she returned this time, she was so crazy that even he couldn't recognize her.

Fortunately, when her mother's oil lamp ran out, he returned to her side and gave her a dignified farewell. It was a pity that she could not be buried with her father.

That night, Mu Yao was reluctant to leave Shen Chutang, but he still sent her back to Yu Heng.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy. Shen Chutang stood by the railing with his clothes fluttering.

Now in this world, the only person who can touch his heart is Mu Yao.