"Of course, it's a rubbing of your stomach, which can help you excrete poisons in your body and help your body recover." The maid said naturally.

At this time, Ruoyin carefully looked at the strong mother and swallowed her saliva.

She had heard of this kind of thing before.

But when she really faced it, she was still a little scared.

After a bit of ideological struggle, she nodded weakly, "Then be a little gentle."

"Father Jin, this cannot be lighter. If it is lighter, it is the old slave's dereliction of duty. Instead, the force is a little focused, which is for your own good." The maid spoke straightforwardly.

I won’t deceive you first and say it doesn’t hurt, and I will be heavy when I start.

Ruoyin twitched the corners of her mouth. What else could she say to such a real old man?

I could only close my eyes and let her rub it.

Originally, she was thinking, it hurts if you have to suffer a baby, what else is more painful than having a baby?

But the next moment, she found out that she was wrong.

Having a child is a kind of willpower to motivate yourself.

And the pain of hard rubbing her stomach was simply beyond her imagination!

She was so painful that she could bear it and exclaimed: "Hiss~It hurts...so painful...ah...no, no...it hurts too much...be gentle..."

Her voice was delicate and she felt forbearance with great restraint.

The maid who helped her rub her stomach was only dedicated and was not affected by Ruoyin's painful cry.

When it's time to start, you don't have enough strength at all.

I thought to myself, even the pain sounds so nice, no wonder I heard that I am very favored.

The people in the inner room saw Ruoyin's wrinkled face, which was fine.

But when the Fourth Master arrived at the hall of the main courtyard, he heard the woman's screams.

Behind him, a large number of slaves were also following.

When the Fourth Master heard the sound, his steps paused and did not walk inside.

Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the servants.

The slaves were so scared that they were discouraged, turned their heads one after another, pretending to be nothing.

Then, the Fourth Master sat down in the ring chair in the hall, called Qiaolan, frowned seriously and said, "You go in and ask your concubine to speak softly."

As the legitimate wife, she called so loudly, I wonder if her voice sounds very nice and ecstatic.

Do you have any appearance as a female lead?

"Oh," Cailan responded and entered the inner room.

Not long after, Ruoyin felt aggrieved when she heard Qiaolan's words.

I just felt that the Fourth Master was a little conscientious.

Now she took back her previous thoughts.

Which Qing law does not allow people to complain about pain!

"Hiss~" She thought so in her heart, but she still stopped her voice.

He began to whisper.

The maid's hand had not stopped yet, and it was probably about to end, but her strength became stronger and stronger.

She could even feel blood gushing out.

A burst of heart-wrenching pain came from my body.

The pain made her tremble and even she was crying.

It hurts! It hurts really!

She felt so sour and sore!

But she could only lower her voice, sometimes whimpering softly, sometimes whimpering.

Her voice was tender and soft, and she felt so aggrieved.

The Fourth Master was outside listening to the woman's crying grievances.

A heart seemed to be pulled up.

For him, it would be better to let out a cry of pain than to sob such an insincere way of grievance.

The ring on his hand suddenly turned and sent all the slaves out.

Only Su Peisheng and the close maid in the main courtyard were left.

"Go and let her continue calling." The Fourth Master ordered Qiaolan.

After Qiao Feng responded, he learned the words to Ruoyin again.

After hearing this, Ruoyin cried even more aggrieved.

Who is it!

If you want her to shut up, just shut up.

If she wants her to scream, she has to scream. Why?

She wasn't so obedient when she was intimate in bed.

Even more impossible now!

So, instead of not listening to him, she cried even more aggrievedly and felt more distressed.

She was "humming" intermittently, and her throat seemed to be breathless from time to time.

Anyway, the more pitiful it is, the more pitiful it is.

Humph, cry for him!

After hearing this, the fourth master in the hall turned his eyes slightly.

The hand that was playing with the ring was paused.

When he knew that the woman was competing with her.

The corners of his mouth looked up.

It was a faint smile like a warm sun, clean like a spring water without any impurities, making people look like spring breeze.

Su Peisheng, who was beside him, thought he was dazzled.

He rubbed his eyes and was stunned.

Oh my God, he actually saw the Fourth Master smiling foolishly. This is the first time he saw him!

However, at this moment, the Fourth Master Yu Guang noticed Su Peisheng's attention.

I immediately turned my head suddenly and withdrew my smile. Mo Tong returned to coldness and glared at him sharply.

He was so scared that he quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty.

The master's facial expression is so easy to switch!

Smile like a crescent moon, and as deep as a cold star.

The Fourth Master ignored Su Peisheng and let him kneel down.

Until the woman's crying became less and less, the maid also bowed and left.

After a cup of tea, he raised his foot and entered the inner room.

His face was filled with indifference as if he should not enter a stranger, and he walked to Ruoyin.

The servants in the house were so scared that they dared to stay too long. After saluting, they went out with a striking look.

Ruoyin was still wiping her tears while gasping for breath.

After hearing that the room was quiet, she knew who was coming without looking.

Sure enough, she stopped wiping her tears and saw a faint blue robe corner coming into her eyes.

When I looked up, I saw the Fourth Master standing against the light, holding his hands behind his back, looking down at her from a high place.

In the backlight, the sound cannot be seen very clearly.

Only half of his hard face could be vaguely seen.

His eyebrows were very thick and he frowned slightly impatiently.

The deep eyes were very good, and the pupils were like ink.

But his eyes were cold, and at first glance, he seemed to be able to see the ice slag.

The two of them looked at each other backlight, and no one allowed them to let each other go.

In the end, Ruoyin was so stinged by the light that she took her eyes back.
To be continued...