The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian did not move or struggle, just let Ning Mengyao bite herself hard, that harshness seems to bite off his flesh to make him happy.

Until there was a bloody smell in his mouth, Mengyao simply let go of his mouth.

I felt Ning Mengyao loose, Joe Tian put people carefully on the bed, rolled over on her, and looked at her eyes with tears and pain.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the eyelid. In such a simple move, Mengyao felt his tremors and fears.

“Yao Yao is not not afraid to tell you, but afraid to tell you. ”

“Why? Afraid I'll subvert Xiao? ”

“No, what if you want to? But that's not what I'm doing.” Joe Tian looks at her stubborn appearance, and the empty eyes, blunt pain in her heart: “You were dispersed by Joe Tianyu and they had an excessive amount of soft muscles, plus miscarriage, very bad health, I wouldn't dare to irritate you, the child is gone, I wouldn't dare risk losing you again, you know? ”

When he came to Qi Wang's Palace to see her, her breathing was weak as if she could not feel it. Those two days were his toughest. The cream used a lot of good healing pills to feed people back. On these days, there were also a lot of injury-nourishing pills in the stew she ate, which is really why her body gradually improved.

“But you can't hide it from me. It's my child, too. How can you be so selfish?” Ning Mengyao's low mumbled and seemed to have never returned to God from this news.

“I was hoping to wait for you to feel better before telling you, who knows...” Who knows what they told you.

Ning Mengyao was silent and silent. After half a day, he opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him: “You go out. ”

“Yao Yao I...”

“Out, I want to be alone.” Ning Mengyao turned his head to the other side and did not look at Joe Tianjing.

Although she knew that Joe Tianjing was for her own good, and even though she knew that Joe Tianjin was unwell, she was still angry and angry that he was hiding it from her.

Joe's face was slightly stiff and then he got up and left silently.

After going out, shut the door silently.

Sitting in the yard, Qiao Tianchang was a little confused, preferring the look of Mengyao, making him feel panicked. She blamed him, blaming him for not telling her about it.

She thinks he did it for Xiao Qifeng and Xiao Guo, but he's a good friend, but he can't compare to his wife and children? How could he have stopped her for that? He's just worried.

How long has it been since Mengyao stayed in bed?

She came to the world when she was almost ten years old, and then she met Merolyn to survive, because she was youngest, and they were always spoiling her, protecting her, and then she met Linglo, who was still protecting her until she left Beijing to go to Baishan Village.

In that mountain village, too comfortable a life to let her forget, ancient times are just like modern times, you can do whatever you want, without strength you can only be trampled on.

Xiao Zixuan's assassination was not one time, but at that time there was Joe Tianjin, and he protected her, typing everything she had to do. She thought that all she had to do was hide in his arms and be a reassuring little woman, but who knew such a thing could happen?

This time it was not the fault of those people, it was her own fault, it was her sense of superiority too obvious, think there were so many people to protect her, what could she do? She regretted this moment so much, the decision of that year.

And I regret her complacency.

Mengyao stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, tears kept falling, regret spread in her heart, but now what use is regret? No more regrets, no more regrets, all of this happened.

Mengyao was lying in bed, Joe Tian was sitting outside, and Qingxue watched all this outside the yard. She was very worried. Are the ladies and the aunt going to be okay?

Late at night, Ning Mengyao opened the door and came out of the house. She saw Qiao Tian sitting smoothly on a stone stool in the yard with loneliness and sadness. She couldn't help but frown. She didn't like seeing him like this.