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Chapter 147 ⑩ Can’t Run Away (10)

Qu Zhili's cold eyes fell on Mrs. Bei Guo, as if looking at an enemy.

Mrs. Bei Guogong was not annoyed, she smiled, "It's good that you can take good care of her, I just suggest that I am someone who has been here and has experience to take care of her."

Wen Jinhuan came out to make a rescue, "I'm fine in Shizi's mansion, Shizi didn't treat me badly, so I won't come here to bother you."

Mrs. Bei Guogong patted the back of Wen Jinhuan's hand affectionately, "It's okay, if you have other needs, please send someone to tell us, it's more important that you are pregnant."

She said with emotion, "We finally have a little son of the Qu family, thank you for your hard work."

"..."

Wen Jinhuan responded with a faint smile.

As far as Wen Jinhuan knew, Mrs. Bei Guogong had a son. Didn't she want her own son to succeed Bei Guogong as the heir?

Why is it so willing to let Qu Zhili be the eldest son, and even say that the baby in her stomach is the future son.

Moreover, why is there no sign of her son now.

Didn't he come to see his father? Mrs. Beiguo called Qu Zhili back, didn't she call her son?

After the medicine was boiled, the maidservant brought it up, and Mrs. Beiguo got up to fetch the medicine, and went in to feed Beiguogong.

Wen Jinhuan took this opportunity to lean towards Qu Zhili, and she leaned closer and asked quietly, "Don't you have a younger brother? Why do you want to come and not come?"

Qu Zhili was surprised that she mentioned Qu Zhiyu, but he still told her the truth, "He's not in the capital."

Wen Jinhuan let out an oh.

Bei Guogong woke up, and the two of them outside heard something.After a while, Wen Jinhuan and Qu Zhili walked in.

Bei Guogong on the bed was a little happy to see the two of them, with a smile on his lips.

"You are here."

Qu Zhili's attitude was extremely cold, as if he didn't want to care about others.

Bei Guogong looked at Wen Jinhuan, and said with concern: "In case you are inconvenient, wear more clothes in cold weather."

"Okay, I see." Wen Jinhuan nodded, accepting their concern.

She probably guessed a little bit why Bei Guo Gong and his wife's attitude, just because she is pregnant with a descendant of the Qu family.

In addition, the two of them are now old and eager to have grandchildren, so knowing that Wen Jinhuan is pregnant, I feel so happy from the bottom of my heart.

Wen Jinhuan discovered that every elderly person is lonely in his heart, and they all long for the company of their loved ones and the happiness of having children and grandchildren around their knees.

When they get old, they also know the mistakes they made before, and now they want to go back and make up for it, but unfortunately others no longer need it.

They just wanted to treat Qu Zhili's children doubly well, as if they could make up for their negligence towards Qu Zhili back then.

Sometimes why we kiss each other in the next generation may be to make up for it, or to make up for the lack of love for our children before.

Duke Bei Guo suddenly coughed a few times, he was out of breath, he had to open his mouth to pant for a while when he coughed, Mrs. Duke Bei Guo patted him to let him breathe.

His face turned red from coughing, and after a few minutes, his breathing gradually calmed down.

Bei Guogong looked at Qu Zhili and Wen Jinhuan, and sighed, "I wonder if we can see the birth of the youngest son of our Qu family."

Mrs. Beiguo stopped immediately and said: "Sir, don't say such depressing words. It's unlucky. You must live a long life."

"My body is failing, I'm old."

Beiguo recognized his fate and shook his head.

"..."

Qu Zhili didn't say a word, and Wen Jinhuan didn't respond either.

Bei Guogong finished drinking the medicine and asked, "What month is it now?"

Wen Jinhuan responded, "It's been five months."

Bei Guogong pondered for a while, then quietly said: "That will have to wait until next May."

He was afraid that he would not be able to wait that long.

There are still six months until next May.

Wen Jinhuan knew in his heart that it might not necessarily be May. The M system said that the expected date of delivery would be mid-April next year.

Wen Jinhuan told him, "The imperial doctor said that the month may be in April or May."

Duke Bei Guo nodded and asked earnestly, "Would you like to stay for dinner?"

He watched Wen Jinhuan question Wen Jinhuan, he didn't seek Qu Zhili's opinion, and he knew in his heart that Qu Zhili would not agree to stay.

Sure enough, before Wen Jinhuan could speak, Qu Zhili said, "No need."

"Ah Li," Bei Guogong called out his name bitterly, and asked in pain, "Are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

"There is no need to bring up those old events."

Qu Zhili said indifferently, and led Wen Jinhuan to walk outside.

Behind him came Bei Guogong anxiously calling his name, accompanied by a coughing sound.

The door opens, the door closes.

All voices are left behind.

On the way back, Qu Zhili didn't say a word to her.

If you use words such as loneliness, loneliness, regret, and compensation to describe an old man.

Then every son can be described by words such as contest, toughness, confrontation, and back-talking.

The son was unwilling to reconcile with his father for the first half of his life. When his father left, he might spend it in regret when he was old.

However, there is a high probability that Qu Zhili will not regret it.

As an outsider in this family relationship, Wen Jinhuan is not qualified to forgive them for Qu Zhili.

She also wouldn't try to persuade Qu Zhili to forgive them, what she thought was that she had to do a good job of superficiality and not leave others with unfilial grounds.

……

Shizifu.

Some time ago, the newly made clothes were delivered.

Hanging one by one in the room, the color was chosen by Qu Zhili, a more lively tone.

Ting Lan saluted, "My lord, my concubine."

Wen Jinhuan walked in, and Ting Lan came over immediately and took off her cloak, "Ma'am, warm up by the stove first."

There is a couch next to the stove for Wen Jinhuan, so that she can rest and keep warm by the stove.

Wen Jinhuan ordered: "Ting Lan, take a set of clothes from the yard of your dead son and give him a change."

"Yes, servant girl obeys." Ting Lan ran out after answering.

Qu Zhili stood there motionless and looked at Wen Jinhuan, Wen Jinhuan called him, "Master, come here to enjoy the fire."

She had noticed that his shoulders were wet a lot when he was in Beiguo's mansion, and after such a long time, he might have already wet his inner lining.

If it was Wen Jinhuan, he would have felt cold to death.

Wen Jinhuan understood why Qu Zhili's clothes were wet.

So when I got back to the house, I asked him to change clothes.

Wen Jinhuan looked over again, and there was a deep mark on Qu Zhili's shoulder.

He didn't move, Wen Jinhuan teased: "Master, aren't you cold?"

"..."

Well, here he is.

"Take off your coat first, it's uncomfortable to wear when wet."

Wen Jinhuan reached out to untie his clothes, and suddenly met his eyes, "I'm concerned about you, what should I do when I catch a cold?"

After saying that, Wen Jinhuan lowered her eyes and untied the belt of his clothes. With her bulky body, she reached out and barely reached his shoulders. Qu Zhili was too tall.

Unable to reach it, Wen Jinhuan was discouraged, "The rest of the sons can do it by themselves."

"..."

Qu Zhili was stunned, his body froze, he never dreamed that Wen Jinhuan was undressing him.

After Wen Jinhuan finished speaking, she clapped her hands and sat back on her chair. She is five months old now, probably because of lack of exercise, so no matter what she does, she will feel tired after a few minutes.

After going out today, her feet are a little sore now.

Qu Zhili stared at Wen Jinhuan in a daze, and watched for a while.

Ting Lan quickly fetched the clothes, and in the end Qu Zhili did the rest by himself.

Qu Zhili never thought that she and he changed clothes twice in Wen Jinhuan's room today.

Thinking of Wen Jinhuan's changes during this period of time, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and the ice in his eyes melted quietly, revealing a glint in the bottom of his eyes.

Ting Lan who was outside the screen asked: "Madam, new clothes are here, do you think you want to try them?"

"Another day." Wen Jinhuan's tone was a little lazy.

Ting Lan asked again: "Is your mother hungry?"

"Not hungry." She lay down and lost the idea of ​​moving Zen.

Qu Zhili came out from inside and asked Ting Lan, "Is the imperial doctor here?"

"Master Hui, he hasn't come yet." Ting Lan said respectfully, "Should I send the imperial physician over now?"

"pass."

When it comes to dealing with Wen Jinhuan and the child, Qu Zhili will not have any other hesitation.

While waiting for the imperial doctor to come, the two stared at each other here.

After a long time, Wen Jinhuan said, "Are you busy today, you can go first."

Qu Zhili stared at Wen Jinhuan, "Is the imperial concubine trying to drive me away?"

"..."

What is the logic?

Wen Jinhuan was speechless, "I am concerned about whether you are busy or not!"

"Why does the concubine care about me?"

"Is there a hole in your brain?"

After Wen Jinhuan finished rolling her eyes, she took a deep breath and nodded, "The Shizi is the pillar of the Shizi's mansion, so I naturally want to care about the Shizi, so I will ask the imperial doctor to feel the pulse of the Shizi later."

Qu Zhili couldn't understand the first half of the sentence, but he understood the second half. Did she care about him only because he was the pillar of the Prince's Mansion? Was there no other reason?

It doesn't look like she's telling a joke by looking at her face.

The imperial physician came to take Wen Jinhuan's pulse routinely, and after finishing, Wen Jinhuan said, "The imperial physician will show the son."

The imperial physician was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong with your son's health?"

He looked at Shi Ziye, and judging from his expression, there was nothing wrong with it.

Qu Zhili didn't speak, the imperial physician hesitated, "Master..."

Qu Zhili looked at Wen Jinhuan, and Wen Jinhuan looked back at him, staring.

A smile appeared between Qu Zhili's brows, and immediately, he stretched out his hand for the imperial doctor to feel his pulse.

Seeing this, Wen Jinhuan said next to him, "Your Majesty is the heaven of Shizi Mansion. In the future, the imperial physician will frequently check your pulse to ensure your health. We must not let the sky of Shizi Mansion fall down."

The imperial physician was a little apprehensive, and after checking the pulse of Shi Ziye, there was nothing serious, so he was relieved.

"Back to the concubine, the son is in good health."

Wen Jinhuan joked: "Then our Shizi Mansion can rest assured."

"Please don't worry, Shi Zifei. If there is nothing else, the old minister will leave."

After the imperial doctor left, Wen Jinhuan leaned back in his chair, half-closed his eyes, Qu Zhili was still standing here, and it wasn't time for dinner.

Wen Jinhuan yawned, "I'll sleep for a while, you can do whatever you want."

(End of this chapter)