Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

As long as the mistress cares about the child.

Moreover, the mistress does not have a child of her own, so even if it is for the sake of the Hou Mansion, she will treat the child well and will not let the child die.

Zi Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if all her strength had been drained.

She showed a forced smile to Nanzhi, "Madam, you are a good person. In the past, I was a maid who acted shamelessly. I was ignorant and arrogant. Please forgive me, Madam."

Nanzhi just looked at Zi Yan and thought to herself, things in this world are like this. People can't teach others, but they can be taught in a short time.

Once a person becomes swollen, some calming things will happen.

Zi Yan really knew she was wrong, but Nanzhi didn't think so, but since he wanted to ask for help, he naturally kept his attitude low.

In the story, Zi Yanke never said anything like this.

But Nanzhi did not embarrass Zi Yan too much: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, I will take good care of them. They call me mother. They are the heirs of the Hou family and will not ignore them."

Zi Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you madam. In the next life, Zi Yan will work like a cow to repay madam."

In the past, Zi Yan looked down on the mistress of the Hou Mansion, but she has never seen such a person. She really regarded herself as the mistress of the Hou Mansion, her husband could share her, and even other people's children could be regarded as good people.

How could anyone really be so kind and tolerant?

But now, Zi Yan is glad that the mistress of the Hou Mansion is a good person, because she is a good person and will not treat her children viciously.

Zi Yan even kowtowed to Nanzhi, making three loud bang bang bang sounds, which were very painful and painful just listening to them, which also represented Zi Yan's sincerity.

Nanzhi: ...

Suddenly I felt a little speechless.

She was actually considered a good person.

Really...

It's indescribable.

Zi Yan was helped away by the maid. Nan Zhi looked at Zi Yan's back and was speechless for a moment.

Zi Yan returned to Qingyu Pavilion, panting, and the maids and women waiting on the side all showed panic and helpless looks.

They thought they were serving a very capable and promising master, but now, this master is useless and is sick and dying. What about them?

I don’t know what kind of work I will be assigned to do, or even be sold.

Generally speaking, wealthy families would not sell their slaves, otherwise outsiders would think something had happened.

But there are not many masters in the Hou Mansion, so they may be assigned to do some menial work.

Moreover, they are slaves serving Madam Zi Yan, so maybe the mistress dislikes them in her heart.

Zi Yan didn't know that these slaves were already thinking of a way out. She rested for a while, and after breathing evenly, she said to the maid: "I'm going to see the child."

The maid hummed and immediately came over to support Zi Yan. Zi Yan went to see the child. The eldest son was reading a book, looking attentive. Occasionally he raised his head to look at his younger siblings.

Two wet nurses were nervously watching the children playing,

Seeing this scene, Zi Yan's tears flowed out again. She suppressed it, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and didn't make a sound. It took a while before she walked in.

"mother."

"mother."

"cold."

With three milky sounds, Fu Chengze walked over first, raised his head and looked at his mother, and found that her eyes were a little red, "Mom, are you crying?"

Fu Chengze was unhappy, very unhappy. When he came to the Hou Mansion, his mother was always sad when he came to this home. He didn't like this place.

Zi Yan held the three children in her arms, "My children, my children." Fu Chengze, who was a little older, comforted his mother at this time: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry."

Zi Yan endured tremendous pain. The heart-breaking pain made Zi Yan unable to breathe smoothly.

Zi Yan touched Fu Chengze's head and said gently: "Chengze is the elder brother. He must take care of his younger brothers and sisters in the future."

Fu Chengze said without thinking: "I know mother, I will definitely take good care of my brothers and sisters."

Zi Yan was extremely pleased, and felt sad when she thought that she had placed such a heavy burden on a child of just a few years old.

She sniffed and said, "Chengze, my mother's status is low. Even in the Hou Mansion, I am just a concubine. You can call me mother, but on the surface, you have to call your mistress mother."

Fu Chengze was confused and said quickly: "Mom, why do we call other people's mother? You are our mother."

Fu Chengze used to live with Zi Yan, and Zi Yan never told him these things. Zi Yan was also a little selfish and didn't want to be looked down upon by her children.

If the child raises his head and asks innocently, Mom, what is Yangzhou Shou Ma?

Zi Yan felt embarrassed just thinking about it.

So, at this moment, Fu Chengze simply couldn't understand why their mother suddenly was no longer their mother, and another woman became their mother.

Zi Yan had no choice but to endure the pain in her body and try to reason with Fu Chengze.

He even made his identity clear.

She must make it clear that if no one gives the child some advice and the child gets into trouble with the mistress, the only one who will suffer is the child.

She could no longer protect her children.

Fu Chengze was in a daze when he heard this, and suddenly threw himself into Zi Yan's arms, "You are our mother, you will always be our mother."

Zi Yan showed a happy smile, but the smile was very bitter.

She never thought that when she reached this point, the person she really wanted to entrust was not a man, but another woman.

Only now did Zi Yan realize that maybe she had seen too many people playing tricks on each other, and she knew too well how unreliable men were, even though he, Fu Wenxuan, always said he had her in his heart.

Fu Wenxuan loves her.

Perhaps, she never really trusted Fu Wenxuan.

I was too proud before and didn't think what would happen to me. But now that death is approaching, my mind is sober as never before.

There are only three children in this world that she can't let go of, and even Fu Wenxuan and Zi Yan don't care anymore.

Moreover, now that Zi Yan sees Fu Wenxuan who has become a fat pig, let alone liking him, it is too late to feel sick.

Just like two people.

I just hope that the mistress will not be jealous and will not care that her husband had three children with other women.

Fu Chengze was repeatedly asked by his mother to remember certain things, and felt his mother's anxiety. His young mind was filled with uneasiness.

It just felt like their mother was leaving them.

In order to make her mistress have a better impression of the three children, Zi Yan actually took the three children to pay tribute to Nazhi regardless of her physical weakness.

Nanzhi: ...

Zi Yan is really anxious!

Fu Chengze's black and white eyes were filled with tears. Under Zi Yan's instructions, he knelt down, kowtowed to Nanzhi, and called his mother.

Nanzhi quickly asked the child to get up and said: "There is no need to kowtow, it will not be a problem."

"I know how you feel. You go back and get along well with your children. You don't have to come here every day." (End of Chapter)