The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ling Lo could not refute Ning Mengyao's words. Ning Mengyao in the previous life was a large family Miss Qian Jin. She had a business talent, and the family members had to focus on cultivating her. At that time, she left the family and eventually became a world-renowned wine taster.

Not only that, in just two or three years away from home, her cooking, etc. was comparable to the master level, she would learn as long as she liked, but she had never been greedy about the power and money in the house.

“Yao 'er, are you sure about this?” Linglo looked at Ning Mengyao's expression without previous excitement, some only cold and indifferent.

Ning Mengyao looked softly at Linglo: “When I left, you should know that there was no possibility between us. ”

Linglo looked at Ning Mengyao and looked so straight at him.

“I'll make you regret today's decision, how can a man with nothing give you a peaceful life? Yao 'er, one day you'll come back to me.” Linglo said seriously.

Qiao Tian looked at Linglou sarcastically, with disdain in his eyes: “That doesn't bother you, Yao Yao, let's go home. ”

“Well, good. ”

Linglo stood there looking at the two of them shoulder to shoulder and went back to that seemingly simple house.

At this point, people around Linglo suddenly came to him: "Prince, there's news that the princess is pregnant. ”

Although the voice was not loud, Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tian heard it. He paused for a moment. Ning Mengyao looked up and saw Qiao Tian's concerns, smiled at him, indicating that he was fine.

Linglo frowned. Pregnant? Why at this hour?

“Go back.” Ling Lo took a deep look at Ning Mengyao's back. Despite the insurmountable gap between them now, he believed that one day she would be tired of this life and return to him.

Linglou rode his horse and left without hesitation, but Mengyao smiled slightly.

Actually, that's fine. I hope he doesn't come back after he leaves. After all, he already has a wife, and soon he will have children. If he continues like this, it will cause him endless trouble.

When Linglou returned home, Xiao Zixuan had been taken home, and saw him come back with a shy smile on his face: “Hu Jun, you are back. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Linglo nodded slightly, gazing at Xiao Zixuan's stomach, his eyes exploring.

The look on Xiao Zixuan's face made the smile a little unsustainable: "Husband, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong? ”

“It's okay. It just didn't work out. How old is the kid?” Linglou walked to Xiao Zixuan and caressed her stomach with his hands. The gentle appearance seemed to treasure the child very much.

Xiao Zixuan was still worried, but after seeing Linglo like this, he finally smiled again.

“The doctor just came to see it, it's been two months.” Xiao Zixuan said as he caressed his stomach and finally put his hand on Linglou's hand.

Xiao Zixuan lowered his eyes and raised his head after half a bang: "Husband, if you like the girl, bring her back. ”

Linglo paused his hand to withdraw: "Why? ”

Xiao Zixuan smiled gently, and a group of people told Dari: “Look at the paintings so precious, I think the husband should love the girl painted, now that I'm pregnant, someone should serve you, so I think...”

“Don't talk too much about it.” Linglo interrupted Xiao Zixuan's words and stepped up from the bed to the window.

Standing in the window looking at everything outside, this yard, he actually arranged it according to Ning Mengyao's idea, when he thought they would be together.

But eventually they split up, and he had Xiao Zixuan, and soon there would be children, and there were other men beside her.

He could feel that Ning Mengyao was not acting for him, but that she really liked the man.

Dropping her eyes low, her eyes flashed with ridicule. She was right, he buried the feelings between them himself.