Chapter 102: lingering fear

The first snow of this year has finally arrived. The mountains are white and silver-clad. Except for the occasional noise when patrolling soldiers pass by, the whole world is so quiet that only the sound of snow is left.
The snow reflected the light, shining brightly in the tent, Chu Jinglan suddenly woke up, looking to his side against the dazzling white light, it was empty and there was not the slightest temperature, he turned over instantly, his chest felt cold. As if the ice ridges condensed under the eaves were poking into the heart, they kept turning around.
Was it his illusion again yesterday?
He coughed hurriedly, but he got out of bed in spite of his clothes, and strode out of the tent. The shadow guards guarding outside were taken aback. He didn't say anything but had time to look at each other. Chu Jinglan had already stepped Entering into the vast white snow, he looked around hastily, as if looking for something.
A touch of Ping Ting Liying quietly approached behind him, seeing his thin clothes and legs covered with slush, she couldn't help but whispered, "Master?"
Chu Jinglan froze, and suddenly turned his head. After seeing the delicate face clearly, the ice and snow melted from the bottom of his eyes. Then he rushed over and hugged her in three and two steps. The movement was very loud and annoying. The soldiers passing by stopped and looked at this side in surprise. Ye Huaiyang realized the abnormal silence around him, so he gently pushed him.
"The prince... a lot of people are watching..."
He didn't say a word, didn't let go, he just stuck in the snow, as if he was about to hug him until he was old.
Ye Huaiyang knew that he hadn't recovered from the nightmare of loss, so he didn't force him, and wisely changed the subject: "I woke up early today, so I went to the leader of the army to see what to eat. Feng said you have a bad cough recently, so I made some easy-to-swallow porridge and a cup of Chuanbei Snow Pear Soup. You can drink it after breakfast."
Hearing that, Chu Jinglan immediately withdrew from her body, looked at her carefully from top to bottom, and then she held her belly and asked: "What are you going to do with the mess over there? Have you been hot or hit by someone? To?"
Ye Huaiyang heard that he was a little anxious to get angry, so he bent his eyebrows and joked: "They see me like they have seen a ghost. They can't run in time. How can anyone dare to hit me?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Chu Jinglan was poked in the heart of the ghost character, and his face changed slightly.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Ye Huaiyang saw that the wind made the rudder very flexible, and turned his head to act like a baby. "It's so cold outside. Shall we go in for a meal? Although the month is not big now, it's a little bit longer to stand. tired……"
Chu Jinglan saw her supporting her waist, seeming to be overwhelmed, and quickly hugged her into the tent, followed by Crescent with the tray, until the curtain was lowered to cover it tightly, and the inside was no longer visible, the soldiers watching outside. He moved again, but his expression was very surprised.
In the six years in the North, have you ever seen such a prince? Who is that person who can make the prince so spoiled to his bones?
These questions quietly spread among the army, and the two of them didn't realize it, enjoying a rare meal together in a small tent.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
Ye Huaiyang was cooking for the first time, eager to know whether Chu Jinglan's taste fits well, he nodded and gave an affirmative answer, but after a while he asked again: "You didn't know how to cook before, why do you suddenly cook? Must be so stylish?"
"I have been idle for the past few months and looked for some recipes to watch." Ye Huaiyang said lightly, but Crescent Moon interrupted abruptly.
"My lord, the lady almost had a miscarriage when she fell from the Zhuolu stage. She lay on the bed for three months and could only go to the ground a few days ago. These books were used to pass the time when she was in good spirits. Several times."
"Talk too much!" Ye Huaiyang glared at her, then looked back, Chu Jinglan's face had changed.
"Why didn't you tell me about such a serious matter?" He straightened her body, with a worry in his eyes, "What else is uncomfortable? I will let Lu Heng show you."
"I'm fine, it's just lethargy and tired more easily than usual, but these are normal symptoms of pregnancy. Don't worry."
With that said, how could Chu Jinglan not worry? He looked down at her slightly bulging belly, his eyes darkened, he couldn't help holding her into his arms, and the sound of breathing sprayed into her ears, which looked extremely heavy.
She survived the hardest time alone. When she returned to him, her pregnancy was halfway through, and she only reported the good and not the sorrows. He was also immersed in the joy of loss and recovery, forgetting how much she had been tortured, tortured and jumped. Ya, babysitter... and those who he didn't have time to ask, he couldn't swallow another bite of food even thinking about it.
"It's all bad for your husband and failed to protect you."
Ye Huaiyang covered his lips, his eyes gleaming, like clear waves, bit by bit melted into his dark eyes, dispelling the haze.
"This kind of thing will happen suddenly, no one can think of it, you have protected me very well, even the baby knows that you are the hardest barrier in front of us, you see that he moved so joyfully yesterday, Isn't it because he knows that he can be fearless when he returns to Daddy?"
Chu Jinglan's brows loosened and tightened, and he could no longer blame himself, and asked impatiently, "Will you feel uncomfortable if he moves?"
Ye Huaiyang smiled softly: "No, he is still young, very weak."
The prospective father exhaled silently, turned his head to catch a glimpse of the food on the table, and sternly said: "You should not worry about these trivial things in the future, and keep your body well, you know?"
"Seeing you, I'm all right." Ye Huaiyang reached out and hooked his neck, and sent a sweet light kiss, "Uncle Wang, I miss you so much."
Chu Jinglan pressed her into his arms and sighed, "I miss you for my husband."
During this period of time, he didn’t know how he came here. He was muddled and missed. He was only supported by those short-term hallucinations. If the departure of Emperor Xian and Concubine Chen took away his feelings, Ye Huaiyang’s death would bring him away. The whole person was hollowed out, and his body decayed day by day, like a walking corpse, losing any sense.
Love is a word, only to know that bones are destroyed.
Rubbing her warm and soft body, Chu Jinglan was more satisfied than ever, but he still had things to deal with, so he had to let her go and said softly, "I will go to the military account to discuss matters with your elder brother and others. You go to bed again, and I will come back to eat with you at noon."
Ye Huaiyang nodded obediently.
The wind and snow were raging outside the tent, and the charcoal fire inside the tent was raging. Lying on the bed that smelled of him, Huaiyang slept extremely peacefully at night. She didn't care about being on the front line of the war, because she knew she would never have to fight alone anymore. She keeps out all wind and rain.
I don’t know how long I slept, and suddenly there was a bit of noise outside. She had always slept lightly after pregnancy and was awakened all at once. I thought it was Chu Jinglan who came back, but after hearing it clearly was a sharp female voice, she suddenly became cold. Face down.
I'm not going to find you, but you rushed to deliver it to the door, or I will settle the account with you today!
She propped up her arms and sat up, shouting outwards, "Ci Yuan, let her in."
As soon as the voice fell, a goose-yellow figure suddenly rushed in. The embarrassment that had just been pulled with the guard had not faded. The moment he saw Ye Huaiyang, his face suddenly appeared in terror, and he stepped back several steps, almost falling down. on the ground.
"Youkai...you are a monster!"
Ye Huaiyang got up and walked to the table to pour himself a cup of warm water, before swallowing it steadily, "I haven't seen you in a few months, how come Miss Meng believes in these weird things?"
Meng Chen had retreated to the edge of the tent because of her walking, her face was pale as a ghost, and her hand was shaking constantly: "How can you be alive after jumping from such a high place? You must be a monster! I'm going to tear your skin. , You never want to confuse the prince again!"
As she said, she didn’t know where she had courage, she threw her back with a kick, Crescent responded extremely quickly, stretched out her arm in front of her and swept across her feet, only to hear a thump, she almost fell face-to-face Broken the bridge of the nose.
This trick of Ci Yuanjiao is really good.
Crescent snorted, and dragged her further away, keeping her at a relatively safe distance.
"Not only am I still alive, but the child in my womb is safe, Meng Chen, are you disappointed?"
Ye Huaiyang deliberately stiffened her belly and taught her to see the rounded arc. As expected, Meng Chen was still screaming in pain a second, and she was completely stunned, staring at her belly in a daze, like It's like seeing a ghost.
"You said... If the prince knew that all this was your ghost and almost killed his child, what would he do with you?"
This chilly tone instantly made Meng Chen a cold silence. She raised her head to look at Ye Huaiyang, and saw the phoenix eyes gleaming with dim light, and the snow face became colder and colder, like a murderous jade face. Rakshasa is frightening.
"Master Yue, the Xie family is full of families, as well as the eighteen guards of Tianqi Building. All their hatreds will be brought back from you, Meng Chen, this is the end of your good days in this life." Ye Huaiyang He supported his waist and walked slowly, with a sneer on his lips, "But don't worry, I won't tell the prince about this. After all, the Meng family is loyal and courageous. The prince has nothing to do with them because of your rat shit. , So from now on, it will only be my Ye Huaiyang who will make you worse than death. You remember it."
Meng Chen finally accepted this fact at this moment. Ye Huaiyang was really not dead, and she came back to avenge her. She suppressed the fear in her heart, raised her chin and said proudly: "If you dare to move, I will be the enemy of the entire Meng family! "
Ye Huaiyang sneered: "Let's see if I dare to move you."
Meng Chen suffocated, and said, "You have no evidence in your hand. Even if you openly confront you, I still have an advantage. Cousin won't believe you."
"It's really the black spot of my life to be conspired by someone so stupid like you..." Ye Huaiyang stroked his forehead, smiled more wanton, full of disdain, "Don't you see that you have been with the army for March? The prince is so anxious to raise troops because of thinking To seize the throne, but to avenge me, he loves me so far, and it is too late to feel sorry for my suffering, so how can he doubt what I said? You should be glad I am not a narrow person like you, otherwise the entire Meng family Funeral for you!"
"Impossible! Cousin just used your death to build momentum, and his purpose is to seize the position!" Meng Chen retorted sharply.
"Then why did he announce my return from the calamity to the three armies? Wouldn't it be better to cover it up?"
"That's because he wants to win over Ye Huai Li, lest the Guan Zhongjun turn to battle!"
Ye Huaiyang smiled as soon as he finished speaking. Meng Chen thought that he had stepped on her key point and was about to be proud, but Ye Huaiyang cast a pitiful look at her.
"I always thought that the prince didn’t like you because you were different from what you were. I didn’t understand until today that you are basically two worlds. The prince behaves upright and frankly. How can a person like you be able to speculate? ?"
Hearing this, Meng Chen's eyes almost burst out with fire, and her sharp nails were deeply embedded in her palms, as if she was about to hit Ye Huaiyang in the next moment. Unexpectedly, she waved her hand and turned around and leaned back on the bed.
"I'm tired, throw her out."
The two decisively grabbed Meng Chen's arm and lifted her out like a chicken.
It was close to noon, and Meng Chen was driven away not long after Chu Jinglan returned. The snow fell heavily. His cloak was covered with crystal clear hexagonal snowflakes. As soon as he entered the tent, he took it off and gave it to Crescent. The stove was ready to warm up and then approached Ye Huaiyang, who knew that she quietly rubbed over, holding his waist and refused to let go.
"Why do you become more clingy when you wake up?" Chu Jinglan hugged her with a low smile.
After coming back for a day and night, he has never relaxed. Now he is seeing a smiling face. Ye Huaiyang is happy in his heart, pestering him even more, and asking confidently: "Does Uncle Wang like me like this?"
"I like it." Chu Jinglan leaned over slightly, and a hot kiss fell on her forehead, "I like everything you are a husband."
Ye Huaiyang smiled with satisfaction.
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