Mrs. Fu looked at her daughter with a shy expression, with a shy expression, and her eyebrows were filled with relief, but she still whispered to her: "If you become a kiss, you have to keep your mind. Why did the doctor come to see her pulse only after he came to take care of her pulse? Isn't she serving you by your side? Didn't your little life come, don't she know?"

Seeing that his mother was angry, Fu Tingyun hurriedly said, "It's not that Yuwei is blamed for this matter, it's all that I'm too careless." She told Yuwei that she felt that she was not in good luck, so in order to avoid suspicion, she had not touched her things for a month.

Mrs. Fu's expression slightly cleared and said, "Why didn't you come to report me earlier?" Now that the child is four months old, the daughter has told her. "Has your father said something or did something?"

Fu Tingyun was stunned.

Why did my mother suddenly not trust her father like this?

Is there something strange that I guess it has something to do with my father?

She moved slightly and said, "It's Zhao Ling who doesn't allow it. He said that the child is less than three months old. I'm afraid he's frightened, so it's better to keep it at home." As she said that, she remembered that Zhao Ling had known that she was pregnant. The first thing she did when she came back every day was to wash up, and the second thing was to touch her belly and talk to the unborn child, which made her feel that the reason why Zhao Ling treats her so well was because of the child in her belly, and there was a bit of complaining in her tone.

Mrs. Fu frowned and said, "Since Lord Zhao asked you to raise it at home, you should raise it at home, why are you unhappy with your words?" He said, "Now you have become a relative and are about to be a mother again. How can you give your husband the title of "him,"? You can either call him "Jiu Master" as an outsider, or respectfully call him "husband"!"

Fu Tingyun pouted and retorted her mother: "I call him 'Jiu Master' at home."

Speaking of this, he still talks back? Quanhui was not like this in the past. It can be seen that Zhao Ling was used to it!

Mrs. Fu, who should have been displeased, couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm doing this for your own good. Can you call their father like this in front of your children in the future?" As she said, her eyes were so soft that water could drip out of her, and she said softly: "Did you react so much these days? Are there anything you particularly want to eat?"

"I just like eating pickles." Fu Tingyun was happy when she saw her mother happy, and smiled with smiles on the corners of her eyebrows. "As for her reaction," she looked confused in her eyes. "I heard that I vomited whatever I had eaten in the first few months, but I didn't react any other than feeling tired and wanting to sleep. Otherwise, how could I not even know if I was pregnant?" She said, her eyes darkened, and she whispered, "You said, will this child..." A hint of horror flashed across her face.

Since she knew that she was pregnant, this thought often came to her mind, but when she saw Zhao Ling's happy face, she didn't dare to ask anyone. Today she came to visit her mother, and she had great hope, hoping that her mother could give her an answer.

Mrs. Fu was stunned, then glared at her unhappily and said, "What are you talking nonsense about, you are talking about something that others can't ask for, but you dislike it! Do you know who you are following? You are following your grandmother! Your grandmother gave birth to six sons and three daughters, and none of them had to bother with your grandmother, and all the children were in good health and all survived."

Fu Tingyun's eyes shining, sweeping away the worry that she was forbearing. Her face became bright and delicate like a summer flower blooming in the sun. She was even more energetic than usual, and there was no trace of the haggardness of a pregnant woman.

Mrs. Fu couldn't help but smile and shook her head: "Thinking about the reason why the Yu family asked for this marriage was because your grandmother and I were both Yicai. I also took your horoscope and invited the dragon and mountain Tianyi to look at it, saying that you are Yinan's fate..."

Fu Tingyun was stunned.

She thought it was because the Fu family was innocent and she was cheerful and lively and loved by her elders...

Unexpectedly, this is the reason.

Since my mother knew it, it can be seen that most of the elders in the family knew it.

Fortunately, she didn't marry into the Yu family, otherwise, what would she become?

She was a little unhappy, but more so she was glad.

Then I thought about the two days ago that I guessed that it was my son or daughter.

Zhao Ling once laughed and said that he was the only one left in their family. He was interested in both daughters and sons, and said that they had to have more children... Later, as the two of them spoke, Zhao Ling began to be honest again and said something like "If you don't have meat, you have to let him drink a sip of soup." But in the end, it was just a joke and a little bit of lust. She could really feel that he wanted to express the joy that he could not express in his heart in this way.

If she really followed her grandmother, wouldn’t they have many children?

If Zhao Ling knew about it, he would definitely be so happy that he didn’t know the southeast, southwest and northeast!

A little child appeared in Fu Tingyun's mind, with the same eyebrows and eyes as Zhao Ling, and he would glance at people coldly... Just thinking about it, she was half happy first.

Mrs. Fu regretted it as soon as she said it. When she saw Fu Tingyun's face showed a strange look, she even cursed herself in her heart.

My daughter is doing well now, so why did she mention the past by mistake? It made her feel displeased in her heart for nothing.

Mrs. Fu hurriedly said, "Fortunately you didn't marry into the Yu family? Otherwise, even if you have a good appearance as a man, the eldest son of the Yu family will be carrying three families on his shoulders, I'm afraid that if you don't give birth to five or six sons, the elders of the Yu family will not be satisfied."

The Xiuzhu family on the side was sweating profusely.

What's wrong with the wife today? She speaks in a messy way, and she is completely less smart and capable than usual.

OK, why do you talk about the Yu family?

Could it be that Mrs. Yu sent her personal mother to visit her a few days ago, which made her feel moved?

But now my aunt’s marriage has come true, and talking about it will only make my aunt feel disturbed.

Thinking of this, she didn't care about her identity and hurriedly said, "Auntie, what pickles do you like to eat? I heard that the samsara pickles in Kyoto are the best. I'll send some to you in two days."

Mrs. Fu came to her senses and hurriedly smiled: "It's still the carefulness of Xiuzhu's family. Look at me, I'm just talking. Quanhui, what kind of pickles do you like to eat? I'll ask Xiuzhu's family to send some to you."

My mother gave her all her own money, and she didn't have any compensation from her uncle, so she was definitely not well-off. Just like her mother, she didn't want to accept any gifts from the Fu family, and she didn't want her mother to use money on her.

"Don't send me pickles." Fu Tingyun looked distressed, "Jiu Ye, who is so big-mouthed, tells everyone he wants to be a father, and he also says that I only want to eat pickles these days. His colleagues and bosses have sent them all their homemade pickles or bought all the pickles from Baiweiren. There are at least 50 or 60 kinds of pickles in our family now, and you can open a pickle shop." Although there were three-point dissatisfaction in his tone, it was even more sweet.

Mrs. Fu looked at her and tears were almost falling.

Although this child has married, he is still childish.

She had already been helpless when the child was in trouble and could no longer watch the child fall into trouble again.

Mrs. Fu took a deep breath and asked her with a smile: "Who is preparing the child's little clothes?"

"Zhao Ling bought two more women in his thirties and came back, saying that they were all experienced and would serve me during confinement and take care of their children. These days, Yuwei taught them the rules and led them to make small clothes for their children."

"It's better to buy two women back at a time, it's better to buy one first." Mrs. Fu knew that Zhao Ling had always been considerate to her daughter, but after hearing this, she couldn't help but feel happy and advised them, "There will be a wet nurse in the future. The wet nurse will take two little maids to take care of the children."

She couldn't say in front of her mother that she said that, but Zhao Ling smiled and said something like, "Now you think there are more people, you will only think there are less people in the future."

Fu Tingyun's expression showed a little embarrassment.

Mrs. Fu thought she was unable to get over the face, so she smiled and changed the subject: "Have you started looking for a wet nurse?"

Fu Tingyun nodded repeatedly: "Jiu Ye asked his colleagues about it. Everyone said that the wet nurses in Daxing Mansion are good. Even the wet nurses in the palace are mostly from Daxing. It just so happened that Jiu Ye had a brother working in Daxing Mansion, so he looked for him. He had helped him see him several times, and he would settle the people when he turned over the New Year."

Mrs. Fu has a slight head.

This Zhao Ling shows that she likes Quanhui very much. Otherwise, how could he, a man, ask about these things in detail?

She couldn't help but hold her daughter's hand and reminded her again: "Your Majesty treats you so well, you can't let him down."

Why does my mother always remind her like this every time she meets her, as if she is a water-like poplar flower personality?

Fu Tingyun was a little unhappy and said coquettishly: "I'm very kind to him. I'm making clothes, shoes and socks for him all year round. I'm going to work as a service in the palace on his birthday. I got up before him and made a bowl of birthday noodles for him..."

Mrs. Fu looked at her and laughed, making Fu Tingyun feel uncomfortable: "You, what do you mean?"

"Isn't this what you should do?" Mrs. Fu looked at her with a smile.

Fu Tingyun's face turned red.

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After seeing off his daughter, Mrs. Fu leaned against the big welcome pillow at the head of the bed and became stunned.

Xiuzhu's family dared not disturb him, so they packed the teacup with slightest hands.

Mrs. Fu suddenly said, "What did the young grandma send to Quanhui?"

It's like eyes growing back!

Why did he say something like a ghost just now?

Xiuzhu's family muttered in her heart, and heard Mrs. Fu feel emotional and explaining: "I know the young lady's temperament. She is a real lady from a famous family. Although she is cowardly, she cannot do such despicable things. Since she knows that Quanhui is pregnant, how could she congratulate Quanhui?"

"It's still a great lady." Xiuzhu's family sincerely exclaimed, "The young lady found a few old clothes from the young master and gave them to her aunt, saying that she would let her have a noble son soon."

Upon hearing this, a trace of pain flashed across Mrs. Fu's face: "I regret it so much! I shouldn't have listened to his father and left him in Kyoto. If I were following me in Huayin, how could he become like this now!"

After a while, Xiuzhu's family realized that the "he" mentioned by Mrs. Fu originally referred to Fu Tingyi.

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Work hard to add updates... Because there is a meeting in the afternoon, which may affect the normal update time. Please allow me to postpone it for a few hours...⊙﹏⊙b sweat...

ps: I suddenly found that the pink ticket ranked second in the ranking list. It was only mid-July, and I was very tightly tied to the third vote. Although I felt it was difficult to maintain this position, I would like to ask my sisters and brothers to support me and strive to break through last month's results.

Thank you everyone!
Chapter completed!