The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 760 Want a Child
Seeing Song Xieyu's tight expression, Xie Ling couldn't laugh or cry when he looked at his eyes as if guarding against a wolf. He casually put the bamboo butterfly in Song Xieyan's palm, and gently rubbed Song Xieyan's forehead hair. Only then did he look at Song Xieyu.

"Uncle Wang deserves credit for escorting him. I personally sent Uncle Wang back to the mansion. I stayed for a while. Now it's time to return to the palace."

When Song Xieyu heard the word "escort", the tension in his heart finally broke, and his mind tightened.

Before he had time to think about it, Song Xieyu hurried to the study, and when he arrived, he saw that Xie Chu's head was wrapped in thick gauze, and his face became extremely pale due to blood loss.

"Changle?" Seeing Song Xieyu, Xie Chu's eyes froze for a while, and then he naturally smiled to comfort him.

Song Xieyu looked at the injury on his head, and couldn't help being angrily laughed for a moment: "Help me? I didn't expect His Royal Highness King Yong to be so afraid of death?"

Xie Chu glanced over with a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes casually, with a dignified and casual posture: "Small injuries, Chang Le don't need to worry too much, you know what your husband is."

Song Xieyu caressed the corner of her skirt and sat down on the pear wood chair next to her. Her face was covered with frost, her tone was mocking, and her arrogant and contemptuous gesture was not annoying, on the contrary, it added three points to make people want to stop cute.

"Worried? Why should I be worried? The third brother wants to cooperate with His Majesty in performing such a bitter trick. Naturally, he has to bear the pain."

Hearing this, Xie Chu closed his brows and eyes and smiled lightly after a while, his clear brows and eyes stretched out, and he waved his wide sleeves to smooth out the wrinkles: "See it?"

Song Xieyu looked at the wound on Xie Chu's forehead and felt angry, his heart felt oppressed for a while, but he put on a cold-blooded and ruthless look on his face, and said in a cold tone: "Third brother's skill is not easy to get injured, let alone in In the palace."

If he dared to hurt people in the palace, the ones who hurt him were His Majesty and King Yong. The only one who had the guts was probably the one from Jiaofangdian.

With that person's age and the degree of pampering, it is not easy to want to hurt someone.

Song Xieyu couldn't think of any other possibility except bitter tricks.

Ah!She has used all the bitter tricks for His Majesty, what is there to feel bad about?As he said, he knew what he knew, and he couldn't hurt the root cause!
What was thinking in his mind was one thing, but the natural reaction of his body was another. After grinding his teeth, Song Xieyu's heart ached in anger.

Why didn't you know he was so loyal and courageous before?It hurts!Let him know that 36 tricks are not perfect for everything!
As he was watching with cold eyes, he saw Xie Chu leaning against the back of the chair, his eyelids drooping and half drooping weakly, and his hands weakly supporting the wound.

Song Xieyu's heart tightened, but he still sat still.

Seeing Song Xieyu unmoved from the corner of his eyes, Xie Chu smiled wryly, then let go of his hand and looked straight at her: "Headache..."

Song Xieyu was stunned by his word, and she knew Xie Chu's temperament after two lifetimes together, and he had the temperament of being as immovable as a mountain before the collapse of Mount Tai.

It can make him cry out in pain, don't you really have any aftereffects from being smashed?After all, it was the head that was hit, not the ground next to it.

Thinking of this, Song Xieyu couldn't sit still anymore. She stepped forward quickly and took a closer look. She couldn't see anything through the gauze. After a few moments, she gave up and straightened up: "It may be that the wound has burst. Go find Lang Yan..."

Just when she turned around, a hand wrapped around her waist suddenly, trapping her in her arms.

Song Xieyu didn't dare to struggle, she was stunned for a while before realizing that she might have been fooled, and her face quickly turned red: "You lied to me..."

Is he still addicted to the bitter trick?
Xie Chu's chuckle came from above his head: "Hard mouth and soft heart."

Song Xieyu was exposed by him and wanted to refute, but his words were so firm that she didn't know where to start when she wanted to refute.

Puffing her cheeks with anger, she said muffledly: "The little man succeeds!"

Hearing her counterattack with these four words, Xie Chu was not only unable to get angry at all, but also felt that the little girl in his arms was pretty and domineering.

Frowning, he hugged him even tighter, and the wound on his head began to throb again.

What he just said just now is not a lie, the slam of Queen Mother Tao was really powerful, maybe he didn't expect him to avoid it, so he used all his strength to slam it, and lost his strength at all.

Even if Empress Dowager Tao is a woman, she is still an old woman, but the strength of a person under the rage is not the same.

Song Xieyu in his arms rarely struggled, and let him hold her. Soon, the throbbing pain in her head passed away, and her mind became a little dull because of the pain.

Xie Chu heard his own voice suddenly resounding in the silence of the room: "Changle, Huaiyin Palace is looking forward to having a grandson."

Song Xieyu was a little surprised when he suddenly turned the conversation to his son, and couldn't reply to him in time.

Xie Chu was not in a hurry, and slowly threw out another sentence, sighing, light and low: "Shall we have a baby?"

His voice fell into Song Xieyu's ears, inexplicably making her ear canals itch, all the way to her heart, making her heart soften.

child...?

Song Xieyu pressed her heart, and the confusion in her eyes was quickly dispelled. The beating rhythm here told her that she did not reject it, and even... looked forward to it.

Knowing her own intentions, Song Xieyu was not hypocritical: "I will have a son these days, and it's not like I can have one..."

Xie Chu's body froze for a moment, and after a while, he couldn't help laughing out loud, looking extremely carefree.

Just when Song Xieyu was about to be irritated by the laughter, Xie Chu finally stopped, his voice lowered, appearing more intimate and gentle: "No hurry."

He thought that Song Xieyu would not respond, and even if she responded, he would go around in circles with him. He never thought that she would agree so straightforwardly and frankly.

Song Xieyu was dumbfounded by these two words, what does it mean not to be in a hurry?How do you say it as if she desperately wants a child?

"Third brother seems to have misunderstood something, I'm not in a hurry."

The corners of Xie Chu's mouth became more curved, and he said in a good-tempered manner: "Chang Le is not in a hurry, it's the third brother who is in a hurry, Chang Le, please understand the third brother?"

Hearing that Xie Chu showed weakness, Song Xieyu was satisfied, but what he said was so sweet, Song Xieyu felt a little embarrassed.

"I'll go to Lang Yan, you still have to take a look at your wound, it's a pity to leave a scar."

Finding any reason, Song Xieyu broke free and hurried out of the study door.

Yuxian Yushu was guarding the door, seeing Song Xieyu coming out, she was a little surprised for a moment, the two looked at each other, and hurriedly followed.

Taking advantage of Song Xieyu's inattention, Yushu quietly approached Yuxian: "Sister Yuxian, why is the princess so red?"

Yuxian thought about the angry look on Song Xieyu's face before entering the door, and hesitated for a while before saying: "Maybe... it's because of anger?"

(End of this chapter)