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Chapter 382

Beijing

It is already the season when the flowers are blooming and the birds on the branches are chirping non-stop.

Zheng Wenxuan took a rest today and returned to the Marquis Mansion from Dongshan Camp. As soon as he returned home, he was called by his mother.

"Come and see if there is anything you like among these." Madam Andinghou eagerly pushed forward a pile of portraits of noble ladies in front of her.

Zheng Wenxuan didn't even take it seriously, he just smiled and said, "Mom already has two grandsons, why are you still so idle?"

Ding Wanxin had given birth to a son a few days ago. Although the child was a little thinner, fortunately the mother and child were safe. Because of this child born to a common concubine, Ding Wanxin's life in the Anding Marquis Mansion was slightly easier.

That day, Fu Mingyu failed to frame her, but instead she became a joke. Mrs. Andinghou didn't like her. If it weren't for her being pregnant with Liujia, Ding Wanxin would have been killed long ago. From that day on, Ding Wanxin was imprisoned.

, the life he lived was basically worse than being in jail. If he hadn’t given birth to a boy this time, he would have been tortured to death in the back house.

The other child Zheng Wenxuan mentioned was his younger brother. The child of Prince Anding was born almost immediately after Ding Wanxin's child. He was just a girl. But according to Mrs. Anding, they were one grandson and one granddaughter.

Because she was happy, Mrs. Anding Hou treated Ding Wanxin better. After all, she was the biological mother of the child and the first male grandson in the entire Hou family. Even if she was a concubine, it was enough to make Mrs. Anding Hou happy. Ding Wanxin also moved out because of this child.

She was originally kept in a miscellaneous courtyard, but now lives in a serious courtyard.

"That's what you kid said!" Mrs. Anding Hou glanced at Zheng Wenxuan displeasedly. After being tempered in the military camp, her son became taller and more handsome. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. If Ding Wanxin hadn't acted like a monster,

If Fu Mingyu could marry into the Anding Marquis Mansion, her eldest son would still be the heir apparent! Among her sons, she still prefers the eldest son!

"You must always marry a decent wife in the house. This concubine has a son, but now he doesn't even have a wife. If you tell me, it will make people laugh!" Mrs. Anding Hou said earnestly.

"Isn't it a joke that my son is like this now?" Zheng Wenxuan's lips curled up, "Mother, don't worry about your son's marriage. The son has his own concerns in his heart."

"What are you worrying about? Do you have someone you like?" Mrs. Anding Hou was a little anxious. She had worked hard to get these portraits of noble ladies. After all, the whole capital knew about the incident between her son and Ding Wanxin.

It's a lost one

Who has the chance to inherit the title, how can a good girl be willing to marry him? If it weren’t for Zheng Wenxuan’s good skin, and now he is close to the third prince, and is still favored by the Ministry of War, others would not even look at Zheng Wenxuan

One glance.

Zheng Wenxuan just smiled.

Mrs. Andinghou's expression changed slightly, "You're not still thinking about Fu Mingyu, are you?"

"Mom, don't worry about my affairs." Zheng Wenxuan said noncommittally.

Of course he misses Fu Mingyu! The great beauty of Dongdu not only caused him such embarrassment, but also put him in this situation. Shouldn't Fu Mingyu compensate him with something?

Is the Qin family of Duke Dingguo so easy to marry?

What is it like to be a widow? Fu Mingyu should also taste it!

The unfortunate things in this world cannot happen to him alone!


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