He remembered.
I also know the relationship between Feng Tianlan and the Imperial Master.
The moon on the fifteenth day was round and bright, covering the dark earth with a hazy white veil.
Feng Tianlan found an inn to stay.
After bathing and changing, she stood in front of the window wearing a thin undershirt, with her slightly protruding belly looking up at the full moon hanging high in the sky.
She stretched out her hand to gently caress her swollen belly and closed her eyes, "The moon is full, but people are not.
Bao'er, when can we get together with your father and brother."
She was really hoping that her baby would be a girl, so she gave her a nickname early.
The son is called A Bao, and the baby in the belly is called Bao'er.
They are all her treasures, heart treasures.
It was late at night, the city had already been under curfew, and the shops on the street had closed early.
Except for the inn, no shop had a light.
The whole street was still vaguely visible under the moonlight.
In the silent night, the movement outside was even more clear.
Feng Tianlan listened to the sound of the wind, mixed with the shouts of the watchmen.
The wind was gentle, not too loud.
Suddenly, I felt a slight pain in my abdomen.
Feng Tianlan did not frown, but covered the slightly painful area and tapped it lightly with her index finger, "Bao'er, are you hungry, urging your mother to sleep, or are you missing your father and you just like your mother?"
Brother” She is now four months pregnant and can already feel the fetal movements in her abdomen.
Although the movements are small, they are very obvious to her and she is happy.
I thought I would be alone in a strange world, but I was still accompanied by a family member.
Maybe mother and son are connected, and the little one in his belly gets even more excited when he hears his mother's voice.
Feng Tianlan was happy to interact with him, but she moved frequently and was a little worried about whether she might have fetal force.
Just when she was worried, the fetus in her belly stopped moving and became quiet.
"Bao'er really cares about mother."
Feng Tianlan's eyebrows and eyes were filled with a motherly smile.
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the soft sound of wind, mixed with the sound of very light footsteps, so light that it was almost inaudible.
Feng Tianlan listened to the subtle footsteps.
She wondered if it was due to the fetal movement just now, which made her mind move.
She raised her eyes and looked at the silent street.
Just one glance made her stop breathing and widen her eyes, but in an instant, her chest heaved with excitement, making her forget to use her spiritual power to move her fetus.
She didn't care about the cool moonlit night.
Wearing only a thin undershirt, she suddenly capsized out of the boat and landed on the street.
"Abao."
Feng Tianlan looked at the small figure walking very fast in front of her, shouted anxiously, and followed quickly.
She would not be mistaken, that soft and waxy little figure was the A Bao she longed for, that was her son.
But the little figure didn't seem to hear her shout, and ran very fast, so fast that she almost lost him.
Feng Tianlan could only protect her belly while chasing after him as fast as possible.
"Po, Po, Po."
Feng Tianlan's voice was full of longing, and the calls from her mother were heartbreaking to hear.
Finally, the little figure in front stopped running and stopped.
When Feng Tianlan saw this, he used his spiritual power again, increased his speed, and raised his voice, "Abao."
The little figure finally heard the shouting, but his little body froze and straightened up.
He seemed to want to turn around, but he didn't dare, for fear that it was all a dream.
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