A hundred days later, Cheng Xunggong and Cheng Xunxun took off their mourning clothes and started running errands again.

Yuzhu assisted Ji in handling some trivial matters at home. At first, Ji was a little uncomfortable and refused repeatedly on the grounds that she was a junior, thinking that Yuzhu should still take charge.

Now that Yuzhu's belly has obviously bulged, how can she be willing to accept these things? Besides, Ji is the eldest grandson-in-law. Although she is a grandchild, she still stands tall and will never go beyond her. If she accepts it,

, I’m afraid people outside will say something bad if they hear this, so they just insist that I am too heavy and have no energy.

Ji is also from a wealthy family. She has learned housekeeping and management since she was a child. There is no need to worry about doing things wrong. It doesn't matter if she is rough. Quan should give her some practice. And based on ability alone, she may not be much higher than her. It's just

It’s just that the mothers who manage the affairs under her are very helpful.

Ji Ming thought about it and worked hard to get it done. She stayed up until her eyes were red and she only slept for three hours a day. However, she managed the first cry and the three Yu sacrifices very well, and she only had to open the warehouse in the meantime.

It’s time to come and talk to Yuzhu.

The first time was to collect things inside. The Cheng family father and son have made great achievements in the military. Many of their former and current subordinates will send things to the house under various names, especially in the summer, precious silk fabrics.

They are all large, especially a kind of mist gauze with a very small output - the wealthy families of public officials like to use it to make window screens, or to make veils on the outside of clothes. They are all unloaded from the car in full boxes...

...There are also porcelain pillows for summer, bamboo mats, medicinal herbs for relieving heat... everything is available.

According to what the visitors said, these are "local specialties" and not worth much. They are just the latest styles this year, for the ladies to see. Yu Zhu glanced at the top white flower poetry pillow carved on the ocher ground.

The texture is as clear as white jade, and the craftsmanship is exquisite to the extreme... said nothing.

The second time was to open the warehouse and pick up a few high-quality old ginseng, along with the gift list that had been prepared long ago, and send them to Uncle Zhongqin's Mansion to celebrate the birth of the third son of the fifth master of the Zhao family.

Cheng Xunxun told her that although the direct sons of the Zhao family had many wives and concubines, their children were not prosperous and they had even fewer legitimate sons. Only the fifth master had the most, with two legitimate sons. Now that the fifth master has got another son, there is a chance that he is

It is to be adopted to Master Jiu, Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin likes male sex, and Uncle Zhongqin originally hoped that he would go to the concubine's room several times sooner or later, and hope to have a child. Unfortunately, since he was "eradicated", even this hope has disappeared.

For the sake of my beloved little son, I have to consider adopting an adopted son...

It feels like a child who has worked so hard to conceive for ten months but cannot be called a mother later... Yu Zhu touches her belly and shudders just thinking about it.

The fifth wife of the Zhao family might as well have a daughter

After sighing for a while, Yuzhu continued to live his own small life.

She could already feel the movement of the child in her belly. Sometimes she would put her hand on her belly and feel the slight bulge under her palm, going from here to there, one after another, which was very interesting. This kind of blood connection

The feeling always made her heart flutter, and she was so beautiful that she burst into tears.

This is the first time she has felt this way in two lives. She has always been cold and selfish. In her previous life, it was always difficult to understand why people have such strong and crazy feelings. She is willing to sacrifice everything and only hopes to give the most beautiful things in the world.

That person in my heart.

From the moment she felt the fetal movement for the first time, she was suddenly sure that there really was such a person... No movement was needed, just thinking of him (her) made her giggle non-stop.

On the outskirts of Beijing, in Princess Runan's wedding village, it was early summer, and the beautiful garden happened to be the time when the scenery was at its best. Although there were not many rare flowers and trees, the beauty was that the flowers and grass were luxuriant, green and purple, and full of wild interest.

Large tracts of flower trees are full of fiery red, bright and bright, half-opened, and the blooming flowers are all over the branches, casting mottled flower shadows in the sunlight. They are full of vitality, scorching and beautiful, and the air is filled with sweet fragrance.

Lakes, ponds, and streams are criss-crossed, the water is green and the waves are red, all of which are pleasing to the eye.

Standing under the willow tree by the waterside was a woman in thin clothes. Her black hair was tied loosely behind her head, revealing her fair and slender face. Her big eyes were staring blankly at the stream in front of her.

The water of the stream is crystal clear, and you can clearly see the round and round pebbles on the bottom of the water. There are soft green water plants swaying in the cracks between the stones. Suddenly a gust of wind blows, and the water flows faster, which scares a group of small fish fry.

Scattered around.

"Ahem..." Perhaps it was the clumsy look of the little fish that made her laugh. The woman couldn't help laughing, but then she covered her mouth and coughed.

Not far away, a woman dressed as a maid trotted over and said in surprise, "Madam, what's wrong with you..." while reaching out to caress her back.

Hong Dou slipped her foot and turned around calmly to hold on to the tree beside her. She coughed a few more times before she regained her breath and said, "Fu Liu, I'm fine... go and get me a cup of tea."

Fuliu looked at her pale face and couldn't help but advise, "...You'd better go back to the house and rest. It's windy here. The doctor said that you're not feeling well to begin with, so it's better not to go out."

"I always stay in the house, smelling of medicine. I feel like the smell of medicine is in my bones. Finally, Mother Sun agreed to let me come out for some air and let me stay for a while... Go and pour me a cup first.

Here comes the warm water." Hong Dou covered her lips and cast her eyes into the distance again, without even looking at Fuliu.

"Yes, slave girl, go right away." Fuliu sighed, turned and left.

As if she disliked the glare of the sun, Anko covered her eyes with her hands.

In just a moment, tears slowly seeped out from between the fingers, flowed down the wrists, arms, and disappeared into the sleeves.

"...I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I didn't protect you..." The sobs lingered between the lips and teeth, and they all turned into sobs.

Putting a hand on her flat belly, Hong Dou finally let go of her voice and started crying hoarsely. The sad cry floated over the creek, and the frightened fish swung their tails and swam away.

Thinking back to the present day, it's like a dream. One moment it was the green-tiled courtyard, working day and night, the other moment it was the deep house and courtyard, the luxury of fine clothes and food; the next moment it was the drunken but no less ferocious life of the mother who nourished the heart.

For a moment, his face showed the tenderness and tenderness of the prince...

Now, she has woken up from the dream, and she has been awakened at the cost of losing her own flesh and blood... But she has been locked up alone in this beautiful cage, unable to respond to the calls of heaven and earth.

The old oaths and sweet words all turned pale into cracks, weathered, shattered, annihilated, and turned into ashes...

Slowly she shed her tears, guessing that Fuliu was about to come back. Anko bit her lip to stop crying, and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe away her tears.

The turbid energy in my chest that I had been holding back for a long time turned into tears, and I finally felt a little more comfortable. I patted my cheeks gently to help my expression return to its natural state as quickly as possible.

Hongdou smiled bitterly. She finally understood a little about the suffering of ancient women. She even cried and wanted to find a place secretly. It was ridiculous that she only understood it today.

"Go back after you drink the water. Mother Sun has already brought the dishes to the maid, and it's time for you to eat." Fuliu came over holding a small ebony carved tea tray and advised.

Hongdou watched her approach, she really lived up to her name - Weak Liu Fufeng, graceful and graceful, she enjoyed watching her. She couldn't help but laugh at herself secretly, why did she hate learning these rules in the first place?

He took the pink celadon tea cup, touched his lips briefly, then put it back on the tea tray, and said with a smile, "Let's go, although the scenery is beautiful, I will get tired of it after looking at it for a long time."

Fuliu turned around and looked at it strangely. Why did Madam get tired of seeing such a beautiful scenery the first time she came here? Think about it again, in the recent period, since Madam became seriously ill, she no longer makes noises and resorts to petty tactics.

Weirdly tight everywhere…

Seeing that Hongdou had turned around and waddled back, she quickly followed her without thinking too much.

Lunch was already set on the table, with six dishes - three meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes, plus a meatball soup.

Fuliu couldn't help but glance at Mama Sun, who was waiting at the side. This Mama Sun was getting more and more daring. No matter how much she fell out of favor, she was still the concubine of the dignified heir apparent of the Prince of Runan, and yet she fooled around with her errands like this...

Hongdou glanced at the dishes on the table, a sarcastic smile flashed in his eyes, then turned around but his face darkened, "What's going on?"

She stared hard at Mama Sun's eyes and scolded angrily, "Mama Sun, you are so courageous."

Mother Sun lowered her head respectfully and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, but a few chickens ran into the vegetable garden today and made a mess. The servants were busy catching the chickens, but they forgot to keep an eye on the chickens in the kitchen.

The old guys are so lazy... Don't worry, I will give them a good lesson."

"My master is rich and valuable, and he has just recovered from a serious illness, so he can't stand hunger." Mother Sun said with a fake smile, "otherwise... you can make do with some."

Hongdou snorted coldly and said impatiently, "A scolding is of no use. Since you have made a mistake, let's give it a beating and see if it lasts longer."

Mother Sun bowed and agreed, hiding the contempt in her eyes, "Yes, madam."

Hong Dou then picked up her chopsticks and ate half a bowl of rice, then drank half a bowl of oily soup, and then asked the maids to clear the table.

Fuliu looked at the dripper on the wall, then turned around and went to the inner room to make the bed - the master had to take a nap for half an hour every day.

Hong Dou held a cup of tea and sat on the begonia wood beauty couch with broken branches and plum blossoms, sipping slowly, but her wandering eyes revealed that her attention was not on the tea at all at the moment.

"Madam, the bed is made. Do you want to sleep now or rest for a while?" Fuliu rubbed his waist gently, and couldn't help but miss the old scene in the palace. In addition to serving the master personally, there was no other work.

If you have a little maid to do it, your life will be comfortable...

Hong Dou gently put down the tea cup in her hand and said with a smile, "Don't be busy now. Go and look through the clothes box we brought. There is a piece of clothes made of sky-blue antique satin, which was given to me by the prince...

Find it and let me take a look."

Fuliu thought that the concubine might be missing the prince again, and she was just thinking about it, so she obeyed her orders and went to look for him. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and give rewards. Your
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