Mrs. Zhang has a very good impression of Qi Yu. This is due to Qi Yu's maturity, stability and skillful relationships. More importantly, the child she has in her belly. 8     1√ Chinese website W       W√.

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The Imperial Doctor Wang told Mrs. Zhang that the child is very healthy and 90% of it is a boy.

With the words of Doctor Wang, Qi Yu's value increased suddenly. Mrs. Zhang, who was eager to hold her grandson, made three decisions with Yang Hao:

1. Don’t make your wife angry;

2. Talk to your wife at home more often and avoid going out to wander around;

3. Sleeping in separate beds at night is not allowed to be frustrated with your wife.

Ling'er was told to guard Qi Yu for twelve hours a day.

Considering the lonely night of the newlywed son, under the direct instruction of Mrs. Zhang, Xiaoyu's organizational relationship was officially transferred to the East Courtyard and became the personal maid of the head of the courtyard.

At the same time, Mrs. Zhang released another wind. If Qi Yu could give birth to a boy and add incense to the Yang family, she would be the young lady of the Marquis’s mansion.

Qi Yu decided to go all out to fight for the young lady's identity. She took the initiative to ask for a separation of a house with Yang Hao, because she was pregnant and could not fulfill her wife's obligation, and the habit of getting up at night would also affect Yang Lang's rest. There was another thing she didn't say, but it was actually the most important: she believed that Yang Hao could stand it and not touch her, but she didn't believe that he wouldn't provoke Ling'er.

Yang Hao was naturally happy to agree. The feeling of being in love with the beauty but not being able to get close to her is really uncomfortable. Instead of suffering like this, it is better to stay away from her and be calm in the eyes.

Yang Hao pretended to sigh and pretended to be reluctant to leave. Qi Yu's attitude was extremely firm. After she asked the servant to move Yang Hao's luggage to the study, she immediately asked Ling'er to place Xiaoyu's bed outside the study so that she could be on call.

Qi Yu tried every means to prevent Yang Hao from approaching Ling'er, but he was not afraid of being with Xiaoyu at all. The reason is very simple: A beautiful woman like Xiaoyu who is both youthful and beautiful and charming, who is believed to be Yang Hao who didn't get her? Instead of being a thankless villain, it would be better to turn a blind eye and gain a good reputation for virtue. If you help others, you will also help yourself.

Ling'er was ordered to eavesdrop outside the study for two nights and returned to Qi Yu: "The two of them slept alone and did nothing else."

Qi Yu was completely relieved.

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The moonlight flowed into the house like water from the window frame. It was already ugly, and Yang Hao still couldn't sleep.

Outside the thin gauze screen was Xiaoyu's small bed. I just heard the sound of her wearing shoes.

The rules of the Xining Hou Mansion are that at the third hour of the Chou or at the beginning of the Yin hour, the servants who accompany the night should call their master to get up and explain the night.

Yang Hao didn't know if there was any scientific basis for this habit of getting up regularly. He only knew that this rule was brought by Mrs. Zhang from her parents' home. The three generations of ministers in the Zhang family had many rules. Yang Qing was a soldier and was not used to these trivial things, so he abolished most of them, but for some reason he kept it.

"Dalang," Xiaoyu stood at the door wearing clothes and screamed softly. Seeing that Yang Hao was not moving, she walked to the bed with her hands and feet.

"Dalang..."

Yang Hao suddenly jumped up and threw her onto the bed, pressing her whole body up. Xiaoyu was shocked, her eyes were frightened and panicked. She turned her face to the side and tried her best to avoid Yang Hao's hot eyes, "Don't make trouble, let the other side know that I'm going to be covered in another way."

Yang Hao didn't say a word and put his hand into Xiaoyu's little clothes. Xiaoyu reached out to stop him, but Yang Hao rudely pushed away. Xiaoyu's confused and shy eyes gradually became warm, and her body became hot and trembling slightly. Finally, she reached out and hooked Yang Hao with her arms, and put her hot red lips on...

At the Chou Shi, Xiaoyu gently pushed Yang Hao's arm away and tiptoed out of the bed.

"Don't leave." Yang Hao suddenly grabbed her clothes, and Xiaoyu pushed away his hand affectionately, saying, "Let people know that there will be a lot of gossip."

"I asked my mother for you at dawn." Yang Hao sat up and pulled Xiaoyu's arm and refused to let go.

"If you have such a big man, you can't think about anything. You're going to take me over now, so why don't you be scolded to death? Let's talk about it later."

Yang Hao held Xiaoyu's hand and asked with a smile: "You are really not afraid that I will take advantage of you and turn back but refuse to admit it."

After hearing this, Xiaoyu sighed and said lonely: "I am just a slave. How dare you hope you will do to me?"

"Don't say that. I may not be able to give you a title, but I will treat you well. Believe me." Yang Hao's eyes were sincere and a little anxious when he spoke. He stared at Xiaoyu's face nervously, hoping that she could understand his sincerity.

Xiaoyu smiled happily, she put her head on Yang Hao's chest and whispered: "I believe you."

But Yang Hao was still a little disappointed. He saw something beyond happiness in Xiaoyu's eyes. Was that her worry about her lack of confidence?

Yang Hao knew that Xiaoyu was a very smart girl. She had her own independent judgment. Even if she swears, she could not relieve her inner worries. She could only let go of her hands and let time prove everything.

"Help me rub my shoulders and walk. I fell while playing ball, and it hurt all night." Yang Hao said pitifully, but he was secretly happy that he had found a reason that a little fish could not resist.

The little fish fermented Yang Hao's eyes, took the medicinal wine, and rubbed it under Yang Hao's guidance. But soon she found that she was fooled by Yang Hao. Yang Hao did have bruises on her body, but it was only a small piece on her shoulder. Yang Hao instructed her to wipe her whole body with medicinal wine, and she had to rub some parts several times.

Yang Hao happily enjoyed the feeling of the warm and powerful little hand wandering all over his body, which was so slight and itchy that it was very comfortable.

"Ouch, oh, comfortable, so comfortable, oh—"

"Don't shout! It's the third day in the middle of the night, do you have to hear it?" Xiaoyu slapped Yang Hao fiercely and looked out the window in fear. The moon outside the window was innocent and cold and silent.

"I'm leaving." Xiaoyu slapped Yang Hao's backbone angrily, turned around and slipped under the bed.

Yang Hao held her hand and smiled and said, "It's my fault, don't be angry. I'll tell you a joke, keep it safe and laughed when you listened."

Xiaoyu sneered, "Isn't it just those rough and wild words again, I won't listen."

Yang Hao said, "This is different. This is completely vegetarian cooking, and you will never get any meat." When the fish calmed down, Yang Hao cleared his throat and said, "That's right, the turtle and the snail are a couple. The Dragon Boat Festival is here, and the turtle wants to eat rice dumplings and buy snails. The snail goes out in midnight, and it's noon yet. The turtle is anxious and curses and says, 'Mom, if you don't come back, I will starve to death.' Before the words are finished, guess what? I heard the snail say at the door: 'Thief, if you scold me again, I won't go.'"

"Haha..." Yang Hao finished speaking, and he laughed out loud.

Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing and scolded Yang Hao, saying, "You are just that turtle, lazy, greedy and full of words." Yang Hao grabbed her hand and said, "Then aren't you just that snail?"

Xiaoyu suddenly lowered his head, sighed, raised his face again, and said affectionately: "You know you are sincere to me, what else can I say? If you want to eat rice dumplings in the future, I will buy it for you."

Yang Hao smiled relaxedly, and at this moment he felt a warm and touching that he had never seen in his life.

"When," a sudden sound came from outside the window.

"Who!" Yang Hao jumped up, jumped to the window, and looked out, the moonlight was as blue as water and nothing was left.

"Who told you to say nonsense? If this is spread, will people still live?" Xiaoyu was so scared that he was speechless and sobbed with his face.

Yang Hao signaled her not to make a sound, tidied up her clothes, pushed the window and jumped out of the house, turned around on the spot, got up and rushed towards the Taihu Stone. His series of movements were both light and silent and extremely fast.

He hugged his head and shrank a man behind the Taihu Stone. Yang Hao grabbed it and beat him.

"Dalang, it's me, don't hit me!"

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Chapter completed!