Chapter 48

The man's hot breath sprayed on the back of his neck, Zheng Ruyu's legs trembled from the pain, he bit his lip tightly, his nails stained with red were stuck firmly in the crevice of the stone, and he groaned with resentment in his eyes.

Why!Why can't she get what she wants, but what she doesn't want sticks to her like a dog's skin plaster!

The prince tensed his jaw, the strength in his hands grew stronger, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

It doesn't matter if there are others in her heart, her mouth is as stubborn as a little white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it, but in reality she bites her mouth tightly and does not let go, and she recognizes people very well.

An Wenlin held back a breath, which rolled in his chest, and finally wanted to spit it out, suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right.

He seemed to have noticed something and turned around, only to see the Crown Princess standing not far away with a blank expression, her eyes were cold.

How long has the princess been watching here?

Zheng Ruyu felt the person behind her stiffen, and quickly struggled to push him away. Unexpectedly, she turned around and met her sister's angry eyes. She screamed and hid behind An Wenlin with her dress in her arms.

Zheng Rujun took a deep breath, closed her eyes to hide the pain and anger in her eyes, and forced herself to look away.

Her beloved husband hides with others in the small rockery, but he is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the future emperor.

She...has to endure.

Even if the disheveled woman in front of her, who shamelessly had sex with her husband, was the younger sister she had always doted on and loved!

The sharp ice edge pierced into the chest fiercely, the bone-piercing shattered ice was mixed with bright red blood, the pain was so painful that Zheng Rujun dared not breathe.

She endured, endured until the moment Yizhi came down, Yu'er liked Yao Shizi of the Marquis of Huai'an, if she wanted to marry, then let her marry!

If a regular wife can't do it, then she can be an ordinary wife, if an ordinary wife can't do it, then she can be a noble concubine!

The water thrown by the married daughter, she can only keep her own status, Yu'er's reputation is almost ruined now, what's the embarrassment of being a concubine, after all, she wants to cut off His Highness's thoughts about Yu'er!

The imperial city, the outskirts of the city.

The Biezhuang is called "Fengyuan Biezhuang" because there is a large red maple forest with a strong autumn atmosphere, and there are several winter peach and winter jujube trees next to the maple forest, which Wen Qiong has followed.

The winter peaches are not yet completely red, and they are still a few days away from ripening, but the winter dates are just ready to be picked.

After she finished her breakfast, she asked the white crow to go up the tree with a small basket. When Yao Xuanci came over, the white crow had just returned with a small basket full.

A Yao took Xiao Lian to pick up the basket of winter dates to wash, and when she went out, she saw a man in a green robe coming towards her, the two saluted quickly, and said crisply, "My lord."

Yao Xuanci hummed, and stepped into the wing at a leisurely pace with one hand behind his back, but Wen Qiong saw the envelope in his other hand, and was startled, subconsciously touched it, and found the thin rice paperOnly then was my heart relieved.

He thought Yao Xuanci took advantage of her unguardedness to steal He Lishu away.

Just as he was thinking, Yao Xuanci had already put the things on the table. While sitting down, he held the thin envelope with his slender fingers and pushed it forward, "This is the land deed of Fengyuan Biezhuang, and I leave it to you."

Wen Qiong raised her eyes and glanced at him, then reached out and pushed back, "This land deed is in your mother's name, I can't take it."

Under her fingertips was the cool temperature of the paper seal, she paused, "However, you can order someone to transport my dowry in a carriage and bring it here."

Yao Xuanci pursed his thin lips tightly, and said after a while, "I just spread the news about your return to the city. Grandma has already asked about your health care in the suburbs. If you make any more moves, it will arouse suspicion. Your dowry shop willThere are quite a few, we still need to count them, and I will let Mo Ya take care of this matter in the future."

"I already counted."

Wen Qiong pushed the finished soup cup aside, not noticing the man's dark eyes instantly.

"The shop has been handed over to Mr. Xu to take care of it. I'll ask A Yao and A Shen to divide the dowry. When the time comes, just move it according to the register."

"When did this happen?"

Wen Qiong thought to himself that since the words had already been said, it was useless to hide them, "It seems that brother is after high school."

At that time, she only thought that even if the Marquis of Huai'an looked down on them, they couldn't let them get the dowry for nothing.

Yao Xuanci clenched the big palm under his wide sleeves. Yao Xuanci in this life used dreams as an excuse to cover up his existence, but Arjun was still extremely dissatisfied and disgusted with Yao Xuanci in this life.

If she finds out that he is not the Yao Xuanci of this life... His clenched fists slowly loosened, and he took back the land deed on the table, restraining himself so that his tone sounded normal.

"When the child is born, there will be a lot of congratulatory gifts, and the things in the private treasury will also be messed up, and you will need to take stock at that time."

Wen Qiong had never thought of this, and upon hearing it, she felt that it made sense.

Xiao Lian brought in the washed winter dates, and then left lightly. She picked a plump and ripe one, and as soon as the sweet juice splashed out, she pushed the fruit plate towards Yao Xuanci.

"It tastes good, you should try it too."

Yao Xuanci picked one up and pinched it in his hand, and cast his deep eyes on her, "When people celebrate happy events, they feel refreshed, and Arjun is very different from before."

Lively and bright, with a hint of comfort in his eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Qiong does not deny that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, but it feels a bit strange that such words come out of his mouth.

Finally belatedly realizing the gloomy look in the man's eyes, she spat out the date stone, and said in a flat tone, "The days are still long, people should always look forward, not backward."

Yao Xuanci was just shrouded in the dreams of her previous life. Witnessing her death, she had already struggled to deviate from the established destiny of her previous life. As a bystander, how could he be more addicted to it than she, a person in the game.

The meaning in her words is so obvious, but it's a pity that he is not the Yao Xuanci of this life.

He covered the expression in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "At the invitation banquet of the Weicheng Chamber of Commerce, Xing Yunjing got the evidence about the prince's party's collusion with bandits, and it has been secretly handed over to the emperor's dragon case desk."

In the last life, she failed to see her revenge. In this life, he will not let her miss it.

"The rumors of Zheng Ruyu's affair with the East Palace have subsided a little recently, but the romantic stories have always spread quickly and widely, and this stain is hard for the prince to get rid of."

"Nowadays, several adult princes have begun to act secretly. There will be some fluctuations in the court recently, but the Marquis of Huai'an has been silent for a long time and will not be affected. If the old matriarch suddenly calls you back to the mansion, you can wait for me to pick you up in person."

Wen Qiong paused when he reached for Dongzao, and looked at him suspiciously, "Why did you suddenly tell me so much?"

Yao Xuanci was busy with official duties, so he hardly discussed these things with her, nor would he give them any instructions.

"...In the eyes of others, you are just raising a baby in another village, and you are still the wife of the eldest son."

He was afraid that she, who was in Fenglin Biezhuang, would repeat the scene of her staying alone in Qingyu Courtyard in her last life, so he could feel at ease after talking to her more.

Late autumn in October.

The temperature in the morning was obviously a bit chilly, so Wen Qiong had to wear more clothes for daily life, and when the sun was shining at noon, she began to move the small rocking chair to bask in the sun.

Mother Wen cared about her daughter, and since she learned of Wen Qiong's return, she wanted to come to see her, and she brought a thin jacket that she made herself when she came.

After lunch, Wen Qiong sent her mother away, and not long after she returned to the main courtyard, she heard the steward of the Biezhuang come over, saying that the old matriarch of the Hou Mansion had sent someone to pick her up.

She put down the notebook in her hand, glanced at the steward who stood outside the door and bowed her head respectfully, "What did the old lady say?"

Because of Yao Xuanci's order, Mrs. Hou was still under house arrest in the Buddhist hall, eating fast and praying to the Buddha. The old matriarch did not let her out, but the granddaughter-in-law was not there, and there was only one steward Wan in the huge Hou's mansion.

The son and daughter-in-law didn't live up to expectations, and the grandson was stubborn. When he got back, the grandson-in-law was protected like his own eyeball. The other candidates, the old lady, looked down on her. She was in good health, so she had to come out of the Buddhist hall.Take care of the Hou Mansion personally.

But Wen Qiong and Yao Xuanci agreed to return to the Hou's mansion only once in ten days, and she had already gone back two days ago, and she took Nanny Song away. At that time, she only had a face-to-face meeting with the old lady and left.Why did you suddenly find her?

The housekeeper said respectfully, "It is said that Master Hou's birthday is coming soon, so I want you to go back and make preparations."

"Master Hou's birthday?"

Lao Hou Ye's birthday is the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, and every year he prepares a banquet and writes invitations one month in advance, and it is only the first ten days of October, and there are still some days left, how could he let her go back.

She lightly stroked her already pregnant belly, and frowned. The old matriarch asked the government doctor and knew that she was weak and needed to raise a baby, so how could she let her organize this birthday banquet.

Wen Qiong thought for a while, "Don't rush to answer this matter, we'll talk about it when the son comes back."

After hearing the words, the steward took the order and left. Wen Qiong thought for a moment alone, but the more she thought about it, the more her mind sank, so she dropped the scriptures and went back to the room for a nap, until she was woken up by the sound of rain outside.

Opening her eyes, the room was already dark and blurry. She stood up halfway, and saw only dim light outside the window, and the sound of tick-tock rain hitting the roof tiles, converging into a small stream of water and hitting the ground.

At that moment, Wen Qiong felt in a trance, feeling as if she was the only one left in the world, her hand fell on her swollen pregnant belly in panic, she was relieved immediately, and her heart slowly fell to the ground.

"Ayao, Xiaolian?"

Outside the door, Xiao Lian responded sharply, "Miss, the servant is here."

Soon, the girl walked in with a dim candle, protecting it carefully with her palm, for fear that a gust of wind would blow it away.

After Xiao Lian lit the lampstand in the room, she went to close the half-opened window, "It's raining and it's cold, the girl should add more clothes tomorrow."

Wen Qiong had already put on her outer robe, she estimated the time, she had slept for a long time, it was already past the time for dinner on weekdays, and she had to read a book to pass the time in the evening, otherwise she would not be able to fall asleep.

Xiao Lian lifted the gauze curtain of the pillar for her, "Girl, Mr. Wen came here once, and heard that the girl fell asleep and didn't wake up, so she left an account book and left."

Wen Qiong nodded, just in time to see A Yao walking in with a meal, and said, "Is the son back?"

"Not yet." A Yao arranged the food, "It rained heavily before, and the road was full of mud, so it was not easy to walk."

Wen Qiong thought it was the same, Yao Xuanci was stubborn and rushed back every day to have dinner with her a while ago, these days he could only hear his instructions from the servants.

"Miss, try this fresh mushroom dish, it was picked by the mother in the morning."

Wen Qiong has a very good appetite these days, and whenever she goes out for a walk, she always takes a small basket with a few snacks to satisfy her hunger, and the basket is half empty.

Especially after Nanny Song was brought back, every dish on the table was her favorite, Wen Qiong looked at her chin in the bronze mirror, her chin was rounded a lot, but every time she sat at the table, she couldn't control herself,Can't help but eat two more bites.

Nanny Song said that she was out of her mind, so it was delicious to eat.

A Yao packed up the dinner plates and let Xiao Lian take them away, poured some tea for Wen Qiong to rinse her mouth, and said with a smile, "There is still fish soup in the pot, it is a big fat fish that A Shen caught in the river,Later, the girl will have another bowl of soup."

The sound of the rain outside suddenly became louder, and the air was chilly. Wen Qiong sat on the soft couch by the window, touched her stomach, leaned against the soft pillow behind her, and was so lazy that she didn't even want to shake her head.

"Don't drink..."

As she said that, she heard with keen ears the sound of hurried footsteps amidst the pattering rain. She reached out and pushed open the half-covered window, and saw a tall and slender figure rushing towards the eaves.

The man seemed to be aware of it, turned his head slightly, looked over with his deep and dark eyes, and met the pair of soft and shallow pupils reflecting the gentle candlelight, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into a touch of tenderness.

The lantern under the eaves was swayed by the wind and rain, the candlelight was on and off, and the man was completely soaked in the ink robe. He took off the white brocade jade forehead between his forehead, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were dyed with warmth.

Wen Qiong only saw the man open his mouth, and the sound of the rain drowned out his little voice, but she felt the man clearly and softly shouted in her ear - "Ah Qiong."

She frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Ever since she left Weicheng, whenever she frowned, Yao Xuanci immediately followed her, and she didn't see her stubbornness when she was under house arrest for seven days.

The author has something to say:

My friends are going back to work just after they are free, so hurry up and make an appointment to get together. Tomorrow’s update will be at about the same time as today’s, and the day after tomorrow will be early~

Because I have to go back to work T^T or work is more self-disciplined