Waking up with a baby

The young master hastily declined: "No, no."

He had a sense of crisis, and looked at Xue Bai as if he was facing a big enemy, for fear that he would know that You Qing not only lost his memory, but was also pregnant.On the contrary, Mrs. Zhao gave the young master a wink calmly, and the young master understood, and explained: "Qingqing just caught a cold on the way up the mountain, just let him sleep and sweat out."

"You dare not be a master, and the poor monk's name is relieved." The young monk smiled, "You don't need to be so polite, after all, Guiyuan Temple will rely on you in the future."

The young master waved his hand, "It's really nothing serious. Our family is clean and upright. We don't hurt or cry when we are beaten. Master Shi Xin has to worry about it."

Shi Xin had no choice but to ask Xue Bai: "My lord..."

But Youqing looked at him and said crisply: "You are so beautiful."

There was a pause in Shi Xin's words, and then he turned his head. Even though he was dressed in plain clothes, the cinnabar mole on the center of his brow was irresistibly charming, "Young master, are you talking about the poor monk?"

Youqing nodded, and said seriously: "It's very beautiful."

Xue Bai glanced at You Qing from the corner of his eye, "This king's concubine looks better."

Youqing blinked, and even said bad things about herself, "Your princess is not as good-looking as him."

Mrs. Zhao and Mr. You looked at each other in dismay. If you were to say that you didn't understand the style, You Qing was the No.1.

"It turns out that the young prince is the princess." Shi Xin said with a smile: "The prince has been in the mountains for the past few days, and occasionally mentioned the young prince, and only said that the young prince is exquisite and pure-minded. Now that I see him, it is true."

The young master asked: "Master Shi Xin met the prince?"

Xue Bai nodded, "This king often comes to Guiyuan Temple."

The young master suddenly panicked, he lowered his voice and asked: "Madam, do you think this Buddha will be partial?"

Zhao raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"

The young master said: "We want to ask the Buddha to bless us so that Qingqing and King Congjia can reconcile as soon as possible, but since King Congjia often comes to Guiyuan Temple, maybe he is already familiar with the Buddha. You think the Buddha will help him Or help us?"

Mrs. Zhao thought for a moment, and discussed with the young master: "Why don't we pay more silver and renovate all these temples?"

It is not a big problem that can be solved with money, let alone peace of mind.The young master immediately gave a thumbs up, "Madam is smart."

After making such a decision, Zhao used Youqing's physical discomfort as an excuse to push him into the guest room. On the surface, she was eager to love her son and cared for every detail, but in fact she didn't give Xue Bai any chance to be alone with Youqing.

Youqing said strangely: "What, what is the prince's..."

"From King Jia."

"It's him!" Youqing opened her eyes and said aggrievedly, "Neither you nor daddy allow me to talk to him."

"You don't have a handle on your mouth, and you don't speak properly." Zhao stroked his hair, and coaxed softly: "Is it because your father and I can bring you back to Jinling? Tell me yourself." Look, if you let the prince know that you have lost your memory and you are still pregnant with his flesh and blood, how can we leave?"

Zhao asked Youqing: "Or do you want to stay in the capital again?"

Youqing shook her head like a rattle, "Don't stay, don't stay."

Mrs. Zhao then asked him: "Then what do you want to say to the prince?"

Youqing replied in a low voice: "...I just want to ask him if he plans to stay in Guiyuan Temple as a monk."

"It looks cold, there is no temperature at all." You Qing thought for a while, and muttered: "And, and he is like a god, separated by far, far away, stronger than the monks on this mountain." He is ascetic, as if he is not interested in anything. By the way, he even touched my forehead just now, and even his hands were cold."

You Qing said to himself: "He is really a prince, not a fairy in the fairy palace?"

Zhao Shishang still remembered seeing Xue Bai for the first time, and she was so shocked, even though later she only thought that Youqing was coaxed to the capital because of being fascinated by ghosts.Thinking of this, she didn't say much after all, she just said lovingly to Youqing: "Going up the mountain also makes you tired, go to sleep first."

Youqing nodded obediently.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zhao touched Youqing's forehead a few times to make sure that he didn't have a fever, so she felt relieved and exited the guest room.

Wufang Mountain is quiet and quiet, but the chirping of cicadas in the forest is particularly disturbing. Xiao Qing lays her pillow on the chirping of cicadas, turns her head and falls asleep.

Wake up again, the moon is on the branch.

Beside the quiet ancient pond, there is a sound of frogs, and the leaking water in the corner is gurgling and ticking.Youqing covered his ears, but he still couldn't cover Linglingran's flute sound. The melody contained not only the chilling sound of the ninety thousand miles of wind, but also the dampness and lingering of the ripening sun in the south of the Yangtze River. He thought it was the magic sound Guan Er, after failing to fall asleep again and again, Youqing finally got up angrily, planning to quarrel.

But when the door opened, he saw Xue Bai.

The moonlight was bright, and Xue Bai's snow-colored clothes almost completely blended into the deserted moonlight.He was playing the flute with his eyes closed, and the flower branches of white hibiscus climbed over the courtyard wall, and covered his shoulders one after another, as if the wind and snow were hitting people, and he seemed to be in a desolate fairy palace, which only added to the alienation that was elusive and unattainable.

It really is the beauty of the clouds and the charm of the moon, the breeze and the moon.

Youqing decided to forgive him temporarily.

At the end of the song, Xue Bai glanced at You Qing, "Are you awake?"

Youqing couldn't help complaining: "It's so noisy, how could I not wake up."

Xue Bai put away the jade flute, his eyes were dark.He said softly: "If you don't make such noise, you won't be able to get up."

Youqing asked him belatedly: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xue Bai walked over to Youqing, noncommittal, and then he asked thoughtfully, "Did your mother-in-law and father-in-law say something to you?"

Youqing opened her eyes wide for no reason.

"Every time..." Xue Bai's eyes were calm, but his brows were slightly frowned.He said: "As long as they come to the capital and take you to live there for a few more days, you will have a quarrel with me for a few days when you come back."

Xue Bai stared at Youqing, and asked him slowly: "What did you say this time?"

what did they say?

Of course, I want to take myself back to Jinling.

Mrs. Zhao told Youqing not to say this, so Youqing shook his head repeatedly, his eyes wandering around, and he replied with a guilty conscience: "Father and mother never said anything."

Seeing this, Xue Bai didn't speak again.

Youqing has been spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, Master You and Mrs. Zhao spoiled him without any rules.When they first saw Xue Bai, they planned to make Xue Bai the son-in-law of the young family, but they didn't want Xue Bai to be noble. He was dissatisfied with his concealment of identity.

As for Young Master and Mrs. Zhao's willingness to slander Youqing to him, Xue Bai didn't take it seriously. It's just that You Qing's temperament is too naive, and it's easy to believe it. At home, Xue Bai has to spend a lot of effort to coax people well.

Thinking about this, Xue Bai lowered his eyes and asked You Qing: "Do you want to go back home tomorrow?"

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