Good Wife of Rebirth

Yang Ping hurriedly protected his face. Didn't he agree not to be slapped in the face? Why did he have to slap him in the face every time? It made him embarrassed to see others. Didn't he just eat a plate of chestnuts and beat him?

, he covered his face and hid in the room. Really, Tang Yunmu’s peeled chestnuts didn’t taste good, they tasted terrible.

After Tang Yunmu saw that the sky outside finally cleared up, he opened the door and walked in. He sat down and continued peeling chestnuts. He would look up at her from time to time. Although her back was always turned to her, she knew

, she is awake

He came over with a bowl of hot soup

"Qingning, come and drink the soup." This was just made. I tasted some and it was delicious. He put the spoon in front of Tian Qingning, but Tian Qingning turned his face away again. What he fed him was absolutely delicious.

Don't eat

"Qing Ning, you just lost your child. Is it good for your health to eat this?" Tang Yunmu blew again and put it to her mouth.

And his words about "child" made Tian Qingning's already peaceful heart hurt again.

"Go away, I don't want to eat your food, you are a murderer," she hit Tang Yunmu's hand hard, and with a hiss, all the soup spilled on the ground, and fell right into Tang Yunmu's hand. Tang Yunmu wrinkled slightly.

He raised his eyebrows and hugged her tightly, "Qingning, be good, calm down, calm down," he knew that the child was the pain in her heart that could never be erased.

Tian Qingning kept breathing, as if he was crazy

"Yangping, Yangping," he called Yangping's name loudly,

Yang Ping quickly opened the door, but the buttons of his clothes were not yet buttoned, as if he was still changing clothes.

"What's wrong?" When he saw Tian Qingning's appearance, he was startled. He quickly opened his medical kit, took out a syringe, walked over and pressed Tian Qingning's arm and gave it a shot. When the injection was finished,

After that, slowly, her struggling strength became smaller, and her eyes slowly closed.

Tang Yunmu pulled up the quilt to cover him, but one hand was trembling

"Yunmu, are you injured?" Yang Ping suddenly screamed.

"It's okay." Tang Yunmu raised his hand and could see that the back of his hand was burnt red and there were blisters caused by the soup.

"It's all burnt like this and you say it's okay. Come here and I'll give you some medicine." Yang Ping opened the medical box. Fortunately, there are all the medicines here. Otherwise, he would be seriously injured. He walked carefully.

After taking that bowl, I actually knew what was going on without even thinking about it.

He treated Tang Yunmu's wounds, but Tang Yunmu seemed to be ignorant and indifferent, feeling no pain at all, and his eyes never left the sleeping woman.

"Will the tranquilizer harm her body?" He suddenly said, what he was thinking about was still not himself, but Tian Qingning.

Yang Ping's fingers paused for a moment, and he sighed slightly, "One or two sticks is okay, but after a long time, it won't work. As long as it is a drug, it will be toxic, and I think she is definitely suffering from mental problems."

It's a great stimulation, you will have to..."

His words were not spoken because Tang Yunmu was warning him

Okay, he took the medicine kit and pretended he didn't say anything.

Opening the door, he walked out and kept lamenting and sighing. If she continues to be like this, it will be difficult to handle. It would be a pity if she has a mental problem.

Tang Yunmu stood up, walked to the bed and sat down, then stretched out his uninjured hand and stroked her still pale cheek.

"Qingning, don't be afraid. I won't let anyone hurt you. Even if you have a mental problem, it will be the same. I will always be with you, forever."

There was a trace of pain on the back of his hand, but he couldn't feel it, because he knew that there was someone who was more painful than him, more painful than him.

Tian Qingning slowly opened her eyes. She didn't have any strength in her body. She turned her face sideways and the quilt on her body was pressed a little.

Tang Yunmu was lying on the bed, his brows were furrowed and his beard had grown out. He looked as if he had aged a few years. He was less energetic than before and had more obvious vicissitudes. She

She stretched out her weak hand and placed it between his eyebrows, trying to open the wrinkles between his eyebrows, but no matter how hard she tried, there was always something pressing her down, preventing him from relaxing.

She stopped her eyes on the back of his hand again. The injury on the back of his hand had been bandaged. Only the exposed skin could still be seen. He was seriously injured.

Suddenly, a drop of tear fell from the corner of her eye, and it fell on the back of his hand, and then another drop fell.

Tang Yunmu's fingers moved suddenly. He quickly opened his eyes and found that Tian Qingning was crying. Tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes and then fell on the back of her hands. He sat up and wiped them gently with his fingers.

with her tears,

"Don't cry, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt."

Tian Qingning kept shaking her head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She kept saying sorry and shaking her head. A warm embrace that was once warm and is now equally warm hugged her tightly, for the first time after the accident.

, she stretched out her weak hands and hugged his neck tightly

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault," she kept choking softly, "It's my fault, it's my fault. If I didn't go out, the baby wouldn't have died. If I had been more careful,

, nothing will happen to her.”

"Everything has nothing to do with you. I'm just running away from myself. I'm sorry." She burst into tears. This was the first time she mentioned the child she no longer had and herself in front of him after losing her child.

The heart that hurts the most

Yes, everything had nothing to do with Tang Yunmu, it was all her fault. She just couldn't bear the pain of losing her child, so she hated Tang Yunmu. In fact, what she hated more was herself.

"No, it's me, it's my fault," Tang Yunmu patted her back gently, with some moisture in his eyes, "It's my fault, it's me who didn't take good care of you, so our baby didn't have it.

"Tian Qingning buried her face on his shoulder and kept crying. This was the first time she cried so unscrupulously.

The door was gently opened a small crack. After Yangping saw the two servants inside, he patted his chest and said, okay, okay, it's okay, he can go home.

Tian Qingning's fingers tightly grasped Tang Yunmu's clothes. Tang Yunmu stroked her hair gently, just like before. He pulled the quilt, carefully covered her body, and then patted her back, "Why?

Do you want a divorce?" He asked, somewhat vaguely. If so many things hadn't happened, maybe their baby would still be there.