The lovely wife is a vicious female supporting role?

Zhao Qian comforted himself.

As for Miss Yun liking him? Unless he is dreaming.

-

Zhao Qian woke up from his bed early in the morning. The smell in the cabin was still a little strong.

He packed up simply and came out into the yard.

Since her internal energy had been completely depleted during this period, Ji Huanglian was afraid that something might happen to Zhao Qian, so she didn't let him go outside for the time being.

If you want to go, she must accompany you.

Zhao Qian couldn't persuade his wife, so he had to follow her.

However, Zhao Qian remained skeptical about when his wife would wake up after such a night of passion.

"But...it's been so long, why is there no movement in my stomach?"

Zhao Qian thought curiously.

I work hard every day, but I don’t see any feedback.

Why is this? Could it be that one of him and Ji Huanglian is not good enough?

Although it is not necessary for having a child, Zhao Qian still wants one.

However, they have been married for almost half a year, but there is no sign of growth in Ji Huanglian's belly.

Zhao Qian pondered.

And suddenly, an embrace hugged him from behind.

"Brother-in-law!"

A sweet and happy voice rang out: "Guess who I am!"

A pair of cool little hands blocked his vision.

Zhao Qian smiled slightly, how could he not know who it was.

But...it seems a bit bad to guess it so easily, so let's tease her.

"Ah, who is it? Oh no, it's not a thief who has set his eyes on my body, wuwuwu, I want my wife, Xue Yi..."

"Humph, Xue Yi is not some flower thief!"

Ji Xueyi stamped her feet, obviously dissatisfied with this answer.

Although she didn't know what the flower thief meant, she felt very uncomfortable that her identity was not guessed!

"Ah? It's Xue Yi, wow, could it be that Xue Yi is here to save me, her brother-in-law? That's great."

Zhao Qian turned around and pretended to be bullied: "Just now a flower thief tried to bully your brother-in-law. Fortunately, the Snow Lady arrived in time!"

Ji Xueyi opened her mouth, but the words she was about to say were drowned back into her stomach.

"...It's not impossible for the Snow Lady, hehe."

Ji Xueyi scratched the back of her head and laughed happily.

This name sounds really nice.

Ji Xueyi thought so.

“Hahaha, as long as it sounds good.”

In winter, Ji Xueyi stood in the corridor wearing a plain silver-white dress.

The maids at the back all covered their faces and smiled slightly.

The second young lady's health has been getting better and better recently. This is all thanks to the eldest brother-in-law.

My brother-in-law and sister-in-law exchanged a few simple greetings here.

Then Ji Xueyi remembered why she came to find Zhao Qian.

She forcibly dragged Zhao Qian to the backyard of the mansion.

Here are the flowers that the little guy planted when he had nothing to do.

Zhao Qian had been here once before, but since it was autumn, many flowers were withered.

He was a little confused as to why Ji Xueyi asked him to come over.

But soon he saw an incredible scene.

In this place where all things are withering, in a flowerpot, flowers interwoven with silver and red are gently stretching out their bodies.

There is a faint spiritual energy lingering around this flower, and it goes without saying that this is a very rare spiritual plant.

Moreover, the spiritual energy wrapped around it, judging from its current state, is already at the fourth level. No, no, no, it's even at the fifth level.

this......

How did this thing get here?

He clearly remembered that there were only some low-level spiritual plants here before. Could such a thing really exist? !

"Hey, look!"

Ji Xueyi came to Zhao Qian with the blooming flower in her hand. The red and white colors intertwined on the petals to form a very gorgeous pattern.

"It's really worthy of being called a snow suit, it's well made!"

Zhao Qian touched his sister-in-law's little head and praised her gently.

"What is the name of this flower?"

"I don't know, but I've had this seed for a long time, and it bloomed for the first time this year!"

After hearing this, Zhao Qian became a little curious.

Ji Xueyi had a smile on her face. It was rare for her to be able to grow something like this.

After all, there is not much she can do at home, and planting is one of her few hobbies.

After his wife woke up, Zhao Qian told Ji Huanglian about this matter.

But unexpectedly, Ji Huanglian fell silent all of a sudden.

"What's wrong? Is there something special about this spiritual plant?"

Zhao Qian was curious.

Ji Huanglian looked at her husband with complicated eyes, then sighed deeply.

After telling a story, Zhao Qian became even more silent.

And on the other side.

"Go down..."

Zhang Xin nodded slightly and walked out of Ji Jun's room.

Ji Jun remained silent. He just sat there until it got dark and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

But even so, he still sat here in silence.

His eyes were filled with very complicated emotions.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but it seemed like it was already late at night outside and the wind was biting cold.

He left Ji's mansion, braved the cold wind, flew over countless mountains and ridges, and finally came to a pond.

And in the center of this pool of water there is a tombstone.

Next to this tombstone, there are many green weeds blooming.

However, it did not seem particularly noisy, but instead embellished the entire tomb.

You know, it's almost deep winter.

There is such a green scene here.

The name of the tomb owner is written on the top.

"Luwei..."

A name came out of Ji Jun's mouth with a trembling voice.

He just stood there stupidly, not daring to move forward, for fear of seeing the things he had placed here again.

If you see items like that, the times you spent with them will surely come flooding back into your mind.

So he didn't dare to come, nor was he willing to come.

But…but…but…

Ji Jun had mixed feelings in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took a step forward.

As you walk forward, the name on the tombstone can be seen more clearly under the moonlight.

In front of the tombstone, there are objects weathered by time.

They are here, receiving the baptism of time.

There was an inexplicable spiritual energy surging from their bodies, fixing them here.

And in the very middle, there is a tiny seed.

There is nothing around it, it occupies a whole open space.

Ji Jun stood where he was, and the tiny seed flew into his hands.

He bit his lip.

"Didn't you say that this thing can't be grown at all?"

"Really? You lied to me again..."

"It could also be that our daughter is just too strong..."

Ji Jun sat here, talking while looking at the moon above.

"But maybe it's not your fault. Our daughter is just too strong."

He repeated it again, with a hint of pride in his tone.

"After all, my planting skills are much better than yours. I always remember that when you planted flowers, you always watered them a lot for no apparent reason."

"Then he ran over with a panicked look on his face and said this. How could he be so uneducated..."

“In the end, I couldn’t find this seed for you.

That guy made a promise, saying that this thing is not afraid of flooding and can be made at will... But when I bought it back and took a look, I found that these two seeds were still dead. "

As Ji Jun spoke, tears flowed from his eyes: "You were so excited at that time..."

He was so excited that he wanted to drag himself to cause trouble for that person, and wanted to prove that his planting skills were actually very good.

But soon Ji Jun couldn't continue speaking, as memories of the past filled his mind.

This is also the reason why he is unwilling to come here.

The knife of the past hurts the most.

He wiped his tears and said, "Why is the wind so strong here? I really don't know why you like this place."

Even if it was an excuse, there was no one left who could expose it.

He also realized this thing and finally shook his head.

"It's time to show you what it's like to be unable to raise something. Then I'll see what you can still say."

"Let our daughter come here tomorrow and let her torture her mother severely!"

Ji Jun left a few words and left.

At night, the evening breeze by the pond seems to be telling us to slow down...

-

On the second day, Zhao Qian followed his wife, holding his sister-in-law and followed Ji Jun towards that direction.

Ji Huanglian was silent along the way, and she came close to her uncle.

Zhao Qian was holding his sister-in-law and looking at the scenery around him.