Han Mo just stroked his wife's hair slightly and comforted him in a low voice. Although everyone next to him felt that the young master was too brave and hugged his wife in public, he also felt that Han Mo's concern and concern for his family, and only felt that the young master was really a person who values ​​love and friendship.

After his wife calmed down a little, Han Mo easily opened up. He took the handkerchief handed over by the maid next to him, gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for his wife. Then he turned around and held Mrs. Han's hand, looking at Mrs. Han's gentle smile, he didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally said, "Mom, it's my son who failed to take good care of you..."

Mrs. Han gently stroked Han Mo's haggard face and said softly: "You have done a good job, and you have done a good job in Yu's family and country..."

Han Mo immediately held Mrs. Han with one hand and Xiaoqian in the inner room with the other. Then one of them brought a clean water towel in. Han Mo took a random washcloth and then asked, "Father is still in the yamen?"

Mrs. Han sat on the chair and said, "I came back and reported my safety. I haven't returned to my house for three or four days. The capital has been in chaos these days. I heard that the officials in the cabinet are doing business in the yamen, and it has only been roughly stable in the city today."

Han Mo sat down next to Xiaoqian, and did not let go of his hand. He was silent for a moment before asking, "Are everyone in the family... okay?"

Mrs. Han's expression became dark, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her beautiful eyes showed anger. She finally sighed: "That night, the mansion was surrounded by people. The beasts rushed in, and the family had arguing with them, and even started to fight. More than a dozen people were killed and injured in the mansion. In the East China Sea, our old short head was also killed by them...!"

The old dwarf was the groom of the Han family. When he was middle-aged, he entered the Han Mansion and followed Han Xuanchang and his wife for more than 20 years. He was an old man in the family. When Han Mo was young, he often heard the old dwarf tell stories, and he was quite emotional. At this time, he heard that he died, his expression was also depressed.

Xiaoqian was obviously scared of the scene that day, and her hands were a little tight. Han Mo knew that Xiaoqian didn't want to listen to what happened that day, so he smiled gently and said softly: "You go back to your room first, I will talk to my mother and go there immediately."

"I...I want to be with my husband!" Xiaoqian seemed afraid that Han Mo would suddenly disappear, so she held his hand.

Han Mo stretched out his other hand, held Xiao Qian's two white and tender little hands in the palm of his hand, and smiled and said, "Of course my husband will be with you. It's cold, you go back to your room to rest first..." He glanced at Xiao Qian's abdomen and whispered, "We always have to let our children take a break. He can't bear the fatigue, don't you think?"

Xiaoqian's fair face turned red, and she felt shy, she lowered her head slightly, nodded, and nodded lightly.

Mrs. Han stood up and helped Xiaoqian up and said, "You haven't had a good rest these days. Mo'er has come back today. Don't worry anymore. Go back to your room and rest well. Mo'er will pass soon. Wait for two days and wait for a little quieter. Mo'er will accompany you back to see the old lady..."

Xiaoqian stood up, and Mrs. Han helped Xiaoqian out the door and walked a few steps. Xiaoqian turned around and looked at Han Mo. Chuchu was pitiful and reluctant to leave. Han Mo smiled gently and said, "Go, I'll come here right away!"

Mrs. Han helped Xiaoqian out, and a maid came up to put on a fox fur for Xiaoqian and helped her out.

When Mrs. Han came back to the house, Han Mo frowned and asked, "Mom, old lady..."

"You also know that the old lady was taken to the top of the city by the rebels. How could she withstand such troubles at such an old age? Although she was rescued later, she was cold and came over to report that the old lady had suffered from typhoid fever in the past few days and could not get up. My mother didn't tell Xiaoqian, but she didn't know how she learned that she was anxious these two days." Mrs. Han returned to the chair and sat down, sighing: "In the past, it was said that Su Guanya was a well-educated and elegant man. Unexpectedly... in the end, she was so despicable..."

Han Mo just smiled faintly and thought to himself: "Which of these giants is not a powerful character? It is precisely because of Su Guanya's usual elegance that this person's cunning can be seen." However, he also sighed that Su Guanya finally made a big fuss, just to die and make the Su family find a way out. He used all means to do anything for the entire family, regardless of personal reputation, right and wrong, good and evil, who can tell clearly?

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"Auntie...is good?" After hesitating for a moment, Han Mo finally asked: "And that girl Yun Qian, how about now?"

When Mrs. Han heard this, she suddenly showed emotion on her face and sighed: "Mo'er, this time my mother and Xiao Qian are safe and sound. It's really a loss for them. Now when I think about it, my mother is still a little uneasy." She smiled bitterly and said: "You Aunt Bi is a gentle person on weekdays. Unexpectedly, in times of crisis, she is strong and strong, affectionate and righteous... That girl Yun Qian looks delicate, but she is also a loyal and righteous girl...!"

Han Mo nodded slightly.

The process was no longer important, Han Mo knew very well that at the critical moment, Aunt Bi stepped forward, and Mrs. Han must have had a dispute with Aunt Bi, but Aunt Bi won in the end.

"After all, that girl Yun Qian has not experienced such a thing. She was frightened and has been recuperating these days." Mrs. Han whispered: "Your Aunt Bi has also suffered from the cold. Look back and go over and take a look."

Han Mo nodded and said, "Son knows." He paused, was silent for a long time before looking up at Mrs. Han and said, "Mom, grandpa... is also outside the city now!"

When Mrs. Han heard this, she immediately showed joy, "Your grandfather is here too? Why didn't he come into the city?" She got up from the chair and seemed quite excited: "It's been a long time since I saw your grandfather..." As if she thought of something, she looked at Han Mo, frowned and asked, "Your grandfather... is it okay?"

Han Mo shook his head and smiled calmly, "Every meal I drink three kilograms of wine and three kilograms of meat, and young people can't compare to it. However, the Linyang family army is also outside the city. My grandfather wants to restrain them, so he naturally cannot come into the city."

Mrs. Han felt relieved and said, "As long as it's okay. When the situation stabilizes, turn around and say to your father, "Mom is going back to Linyang to take a look. It's been a few years since I went back to visit his two elders." Speaking of this, Mrs. Han seemed quite sad.

Han Mo sat on the chair, not knowing whether he should tell his mother about his grandmother's death. He had just experienced a major change, and the disturbance that Mrs. Han must have not passed. If she told her the message at this time, she would be afraid that she would not be able to bear it. After he hesitating for a moment, she did not say it, and only waited for a while before talking.

After leaving the East Courtyard, it was already late, and Han Mo was not inconvenient to go over to disturb Aunt Bi at this time, so he went back to his yard.

When he returned to the master bedroom, Xiaoqian was waiting under the lamp, and two other little maids were serving him. Seeing Han Mo back, a little maid had already wanted to go down to fetch water and was about to serve Han Mo to bed. Han Mo waved his hand and drove them out. He took off his armor and left the brocade shirt that he had not changed for a long time. He stepped forward and helped Xiaoqian to sit by the bed, looked at his wife's eyes softly, and said, "My husband has always cared about you. Seeing that you are safe and sound, my husband will be no longer afraid."

The tears in Xiaoqian's eyes turned twice, but they did not stay. Han Mo was not by her side for a while and she experienced this mutiny. Her longing and fear in her heart were nowhere to be told. At this time, Han Mo's gentle words were in her ears, and she felt unprecedented warmth. She leaned against Han Mo's chest, and her little hand was grabbed by Han Mo, and she said softly: "My husband is by Xiao Qian's side, Xiao Qian is no longer afraid."

Han Mo smiled and said, "I knew that my Xiaoqian was a brave person. When I entered the mansion, I was not afraid of heaven or earth, and I dared to look for a toilet. What else would I be afraid of?"

When Xiao Qian heard this, she was immediately amused and her face showed shame.

She is now a wife and is pregnant. She has gradually understood many taboos that were once unfamiliar with Hui Niang's teachings.

Han Mo gently helped Xiaoqian up and stared at the beautiful childish face. The pear blossoms were raining. He stretched out a finger and gently slid across Xiaoqian's eyes, smooth and moist, and the slightly emitting tears were cool again.

"My husband hasn't changed his clothes for a long time. They smell very bad, but don't mess up my little girl!" Han Mo said softly with a smile: "You must always be as fragrant as your husband washes them!"

Xiao Qian lowered her head slightly, shy and pretty, and said softly: "My husband is not smelly. No matter what her husband looks like, Xiao Qian likes it. Xiao Qian likes it...I like the taste of her husband!"

Han Mo was moved and knew even more that in Xiaoqian's heart, her husband was full of heaven, loving and protecting her.

He got up and half-kneeled down at Xiaoqian's feet, but he leaned his head closer to Xiaoqian's slightly raised belly, put his ears closer, closed his eyes, and listened carefully.

Xiaoqian is more than three months pregnant and is very premature after giving birth. Her lower abdomen is slightly protruding and there is no movement yet. However, Han Mo seems to be communicating with another little life in her abdomen.

The room was extremely quiet for a moment. Xiaoqian looked a little embarrassed, but she was more happy. She gently stroked Han Mo's messy hair. After a while, Han Mo said softly: "Dad originally wanted you to be safe and safe without any disturbance, but this time she failed to protect your mother and made you frightened. This is Dad's fault."

Xiao Qian was stunned at first, and then she realized that Han Mo was talking to the child in her womb.

"But in such a chaotic world, no one will be truly peaceful." Han Mo whispered softly, "It may not be a bad thing to see the sword light before he can be baptized. But Dad will do his best to give you a peaceful world!"

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