First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 108
Song Zixun went to see his daughter.

The little guy has drunk milk and is nestling in the nurse's arms obediently, humming twice from time to time, looking very happy.

Song Zixun took his daughter carefully.

Maybe it was because his movements were too stiff, or because he suddenly left the familiar embrace, Guan'er felt a little unhappy in an instant, her small mouth shrunk, and she whimpered softly.

Seeing that Song Zixun's face was not very good-looking when he entered the door, the nurse was afraid of being angered by him again, so she hurriedly laughed, "Let the servants come."

Song Zixun didn't intend to return it to her.He looked down at the poor little girl in his arms, and asked coldly, "Is Miss Sun hungry?"

"Probably not." The wet nurse hurriedly said cautiously, "The slave has just been fed...the diapers have just been changed."

Song Zixun was obviously not satisfied with this explanation, he frowned and said displeasedly, "Then why is she crying?"

The nurse could only laugh and said, "Babies are like this... how can there be one who doesn't cry? Ms. Sun is already a very quiet and obedient child."

Song Zixun handed the little guy back to her with a sullen face, "Take good care of Miss Sun." He turned and left the room.

Just as he walked outside the door, he saw Fu Jingrou leading the girl towards her from a distance.

"Eldest—eldest young master." Fu Jingrou couldn't help showing a bit of unexpected joy on her face, "Are you coming to see Eldest Sister too?"

Song Zixun hummed lightly, looked at her, "Why are you here?"

"Oh," Fu Jingrou smiled embarrassingly, "I made a pair of shoes for my sister earlier, and Nanny An said they were a bit too big... I thought I'd better come over and compare them, so I had a good idea , go back and make new ones.”

Song Zixun nodded slightly, his expression softened, and he said in a gentle voice, "You've worked hard."

"It's all a matter of concubine status. How dare you say it's hard work? It's really hard work for the young lady to give birth to a big sister." Fu Jingrou had a decent smile on her lips, and she silently looked at his expression while talking, "Master Come here at this time, have you had lunch yet?"

Song Zixun understood, "Not yet."

"That's right... I've never used it myself," she smiled softly, a slight blush appeared on her palm-sized face, and with the goose-yellow cloud brocade cloak, her skin was as white as snow.She said shyly and timidly, "If you don't dislike it, why not—"

"Of course I don't dislike it." Song Zixun smiled indifferently, "It's always good for more people to love her." Seeing Fu Jingrou's puzzled face, Song Zixun said calmly, "Didn't you want to measure Guaner? She is now You are awake, just go in." After saying that, he raised his voice and ordered Changxing who was waiting in the corridor, "Prepare the horse for me."

"Yes, Lord." Changxing immediately took the order and went.

Song Zixun glanced at Fu Jingrou, who was smiling a bit reluctantly, and raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything else?"

Only then did Fu Jingrou come back to her senses, and asked very considerately, "Don't you want to go out after lunch?"

Song Zixun hummed casually, "I have an appointment, so I should go."

Fu Jingrou showed a gentle smile when she heard the words, and gave him a blessed body, "The concubine's body is a respectful gift to the young master."

Song Zixun nodded slightly, tightened his cloak, and strode out.

Fu Jingrou stared at his back for a long time, until she could no longer see her, then she heard Hu Po ask hesitantly, "Is Auntie still going to see Miss Sun?"

"Look, why don't you watch it?" Fu Jingrou curled her lips coolly, "Let's go, let's go see Grandpa's sweetheart too."

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Song Zixun came back early in the afternoon.

Although the answer he got was still that the young lady was sleeping in the house, fortunately, Nanny An didn't stop him from going in this time.

The charcoal stove in the inner room was burning very vigorously, even her pale face was stained with a faint blush, adding a bit of tranquility and charm.

He raised his hand to caress her cheek—the pink and tender face in his memory, with the baby fat characteristic of a girl, had changed into the current skinny appearance at some point in time.Madam Du, who is also giving birth to children, is nearly forty years old, plump and elegant, but she seems to be suffering from a serious illness... Almost her whole body is so thin that she loses her appearance.

He used to always think that she was sometimes cloudy and moody, which was caused by thinking too much after pregnancy, but he never thought that she would suffer so much grievance and criticism when he didn't know it...

What about her, when she was taunted unreasonably and humiliated unscrupulously by her elder sister, was there a moment in her heart where she also complained about him?
There must be some.

Even he...has a little bit of resentment towards himself.

But he didn't even have the position to seek justice for her.

Song Zixun unconsciously rubbed Du Rongzhi's fair cheek with his thumb, but the latter suddenly frowned uncomfortably.

"I know I was wrong..." She choked up in a low voice, her tone was so low that it was almost humble, "From now on... I will never dare to pester him again..." The crystal water flickered in the corner of her eyes.

He pursed his lower lip and slowly withdrew his hand.

"Rong Zhi, Rong Zhi..." He called twice in a low voice, seeing that Du Rongzhi was still repeating the previous babbling, even curled up in pain, he simply picked her up from the bed and hugged her in his arms. Coaxed softly, "Rong Zhi, wake up."

The body was imprisoned uncomfortably... Du Rongzhi finally opened his eyes in a daze.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and with the haze of just waking up, she just looked at Song Zixun blankly, "Why did you... come back so early?" Her voice choked up inexplicably.

Song Zixun's heart tightened, and he pretended to smile relaxedly, "Do you know what time it is?"

Du Rongzhi glanced out in confusion, "It's still not the time when the concubine falls asleep..."

"It's the end of the application."

Du Rongzhi was startled, and said in disbelief, "I've slept for so long..."

"Well," Song Zixun helped her brush her hair casually, "If I hadn't called you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to wake up now..." He paused slightly, and asked softly, "Just now, was it a nightmare? "

Du Rongzhi turned her eyes away uncomfortably, and said with a light smile, "...Probably, the dream was messy, with a lot of people, and I don't really remember myself."

"Well," Song Zixun gently stroked her arm, something seemed to be secretly rolling in his deep eyes... He closed his eyes hard, and said in a warm voice, "Since it was a bad dream, just forget it."

She took a deep breath and hummed lightly.

Time passed bit by bit, it seemed extraordinarily long...

No one spoke again.

I don't know how long it took.

"you--"

"Allow--"

The two smiled at each other.

"What do you want to say?"

Song Zixun shook his head dotingly, "You should talk first."

"Hmm..." Du Rongzhi pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "I'm thinking...it's so inconvenient for you to live here these days, and sometimes you can't even rest well, why don't you... go to the wing room first Let's go." Du Rongzhi paused, seeing that he didn't seem to want to speak, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "My concubine has ordered someone to pack up your daily necessities, do you think..."

He looked at Du Rongzhi quietly, until the latter lowered his eyes guiltyly, and then slowly said, "If you think this is good, then so be it. I can do it."

"Yes." Du Rongzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but also remembered, "What did you want to say just now?"

"It's nothing." He twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, "I'm just asking what you want for dinner."

(End of this chapter)