A prostitute of rebirth

169 Chapter 3 - The Rammer's Body ([-])
The newly born child, whose facial features have not been fully opened yet, has a wrinkled appearance, yet he can speak handsomely without shame.

However, these words obviously benefited the old lady and Murong Wei.

The old lady smiled cheerfully, raised her head and asked Yinglan, "How is the Fourth Madam?"

"Old Madam, don't worry, Fourth Madam is fine, but she was exhausted from giving birth to the young master, and now she is asleep." Yinglan replied respectfully.

"Then let her rest well, and when she wakes up, I'll come and see her again." The old lady said with a smile, after finishing speaking, she winked at Murong Wei beside her.

Murong Wei understood, and hurriedly said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mo, order the kitchen to cook tonics to replenish the body of Forsythia after waking up. After giving birth for so long, it must have seriously hurt her vitality."

"Yes, sir."

Then, his majestic gaze scanned the circle again, and said: "Everyone take good care of the fourth lady. If the fourth lady wakes up, come and report as soon as possible."

He was overjoyed with joy, if his mother hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten that there was a woman lying on the bed who had just given birth to a son for him, and Murong Wei was also full of gratitude for Forsythia at this time.

What he said had more or less sincerity in it.

Fang came forward to congratulate the old lady and Murong Wei, only she knew that the fire of jealousy in her heart made her very hot.

Murong Xiaoxiao only glanced at her younger brother briefly when he was born, and then Mama Lan carried her out. She sat on the bedside and carefully wiped off the sweat from Forsythia's forehead.

The fear of last night is still lingering in my heart until now, but fortunately, my mother and brother are all safe.

Time passed by in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, the hundred-day feast of the young master of the Murong Mansion ushered in.

The entire Murong Mansion was filled with a joyous atmosphere, decorated with lights and festoons, guests came and went, it was very lively.

Orchid Courtyard, a mahogany round table, covered with a thick white blanket, sat on it, a child carved in powder and jade, with black eyes, clear and energetic, wandering around, swearing non-stop. The stream flowed down, making a "babbling and babbling" sound.

Around the table, surrounded by Forsythia, Murong Xiaoxiao, Lian Anning and Su Lier, these people's outer circle was surrounded by Yinglan, Linglong and other maids. The young master dresses up.

"When Yi'er was born, her little face was wrinkled and ugly. I didn't expect that she would look so cute three months later." Lian An was crouching on the table, shaking Murong Yi's little finger while judging road.

The little guy seemed to have heard Lian Anning say that he was ugly, and his grinning mouth slid down. He glanced at his lips, and burst into tears with a "wow", as if he was accusing Lian Anning of his bad words towards him. .

Lian An Ning was stunned, and her bright little face suddenly froze. She looked at her crying cousin depressedly, covered her mouth, and didn't dare to say another word.

For such a "smart" young master, everyone can only wipe their sweat silently, sweat, it's too late to cry.

At this time, Mother Qiao stood at the door and said to the people in the room: "Fourth madam, the old madam asked you to carry the young master to the hall."

After coaxing for a long time, Murong Yi finally stopped crying, nestled in Forsythia's bosom full of fragrance, streaming a contented halazi, put his little finger in his mouth and sucked non-stop, eyes as pure as holy water from the top of Tianshan Mountain looked at him. Looking at Lian An Ning, obviously without any emotion, but Lian An Ning always felt that the little guy looked at her full of dissatisfaction.

As soon as Murong Yi was reported to the hall by Lian Qiao, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention, and everyone stared at him like a wolf watching delicious food.

Liancheng sat on the side seat full of majesty, and looked at the younger sister and the lovely nephew who walked in with a smile in the corner of his eyes. If it weren't for his nephew Bairi, he would not have stepped into the Murong Mansion.

But today, half of Binge's people came here for Liancheng. To curry favor with the nephews of the General's mansion was to indirectly curry favor with the Great General Lian.

"Come on, give me a hug." Liancheng stood up from his seat, strode towards Lianqiao, looked at Murong Yi with eyes full of love, this is the nephew of the Lian family, it's great, but unfortunately, he has no surname Lian: "Haha, what a big fat boy."

Murong Wei looked at Liancheng with a smile, his smile was flattering and flattering, also, the general held the military power, who would not want to please him, and now, he took the initiative to walk into Murong Mansion, which made Murong Wei's face feel very radiant.

Forsythia's contribution is the greatest. The old lady and Murong Wei have made a 180-degree turn in their attitudes towards her since she gave birth to Murong Yi. As the saying goes, a mother is more expensive than a child, that's how it is.

Mo's was so jealous that she almost went crazy, a strong sense of power was pressing on her head, and in her crystal clear eyes, there was a suppressed black aura, full of viciousness.

Forsythia, keep her, and she will never be a mistress.

When Liancheng put Murong Yi back into Lianqiao's arms, Mo Shi hurriedly twisted his waist and said with a smile like a peach blossom: "Fourth sister must be exhausted after holding her for so long, I'll hold Yier for you .”

After saying that, regardless of Lianqiao's answer or not, she hugged Murong Yi directly.

Looking at Murong Yi who is as delicate as a porcelain doll, Mo's eyes revealed a faint luster. Soon, this child will be her son. What's more, with him, I will have someone to rely on in the future.

Thinking about it, the smile on her lips widened, Murong Yi pouted her mouth, rolled her grape-like crystal clear eyeballs, and only heard a "poof", the little guy let out a loud fart.

Immediately afterwards, a strange smell came into Mo Shi's nose, and she wrinkled her nose, why did this little guy's fart smell so bad.

Just as she was thinking, there was a sticky feeling in her hand, and she was about to see what happened, when she suddenly heard Murong Yingxue exclaim: "Ah, the wing is pulled."

Hearing this, Mo's face immediately turned green, extremely ugly, and he wished he could throw Murong Yi out of his hand.

Did this little thing do it on purpose? She didn't pull it sooner or later, but she actually pulled it on her body in front of so many guests. Mo Shi felt sick in his heart.

(End of this chapter)