亚洲中文字幕第九页

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Xuan Yingluo returned to the Xuan family. Xia Ling held her little hand. “Yingluo, why are you back so early today? Why are your hands so cold?”

Xia Ling looked at Xuan Yingluo with concern.

Xuan Yingluo’s heart was warm. No matter where she was or what happened, she always had a warm home.

“Mom, I’m fine.”

“Then why are your hands so cold? Yingluo, you’re my daughter. You know your daughter like a mother. Are you hiding something from me? If there’s something wrong with me, you should tell me first. Mom will help you think of a way.”

Compared to her father, Xuan Ying, Xia Ling was a very open-minded mother. She was not the kind of mother who would say, “I’m doing this for your own good.”She had always respected Xuan Yingluo’s every decision and took good care of her grandson, young master Xiao Qi, xuan Yingluo and Xia Ling were more like sisters who could say anything.

Xuan Yingluo thought about it. She needed someone to discuss this matter with. Whether it was a miscarriage or giving birth to the child, she had to let her mother know.

Xuan Yingluo brought Xia Ling to her room and said softly, “Mom, there’s something I want to tell you. I went to the hospital today.”

“Hospital? What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”Xia Ling nervously touched Xuan Yingluo’s forehead.

“Mom, I’m fine. It’s just that... I’m pregnant.”

What?

Xia Ling froze. She never expected her daughter to be pregnant again. Speaking of which, as a grandmother, she was always caught off guard. Back then, Xuan Yingluo also came back from the north and suddenly became pregnant.

“Yingluo, how long have you been pregnant?”

“I’m almost four months pregnant.”

Four months?

Xia Ling quickly calculated the time, “Yingluo, you just returned from the southern lands four months ago. During this period of time, you haven’t been in contact with any men. Could it be that this child was conceived in the southern lands? This child... is also from the Northern King, Zhou Yu?”

Xia ling used the word “Also.”.

“Mom, how did you know that little seventh young master is Zhou Yu’s son?”

Xuan Yingluo remembered that she had not told anyone about little seventh young master’s background. Logically speaking, her mother would not know.

Xia Ling looked at Xuan Yingluo with a reproachful look, “I already said that I’m your mother. How could I not see through your thoughts? You and that Zhou Yu obviously have a story. Little seventh young master is definitely his son. It’s just that you did not say it explicitly, so mom did not ask.”

“Mother, thank you for your understanding.”

If Xuan Ying knew that her favorite grandson was Zhou Yu’s child, her reaction would definitely not be as calm and calm as Xia Ling’s.

Xuan Ying did not like people like Zhou Yu who were naturally rebellious. Moreover, Zhou Yu was so much older than Ying Luo, and he was already ten years old.

Whether it was from their family background or their level of education, the two of them were very incompatible.

“Yingluo, you’re almost four months pregnant now. How did you only find out after being pregnant for so long? If you don’t want this child now, you can only choose to induce labor. However, your body can’t hold on. The walls of your uterus are thin. If you fall ill with a woman, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”