First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 111

For many days afterwards, Song Zixun was very busy.Sometimes I was so busy that I didn't even enter the inner house for a few days.

For half a month, every day.

Du Rong Zhihun didn't care.

Guan'er grew up day by day, under the careful care of everyone, her wrinkled and red face slowly grew, and her delicate and delicate features were exactly the same as Song Zixun's.

On the seventh day, the little guy finally opened his eyes—those clear and black eyes, like the stars reflected in the deep pool, just looking at you quietly, makes the whole heart melt into water.

Even the always cold and serious old man was so happy when he saw Guan'er's "smiling face" that he couldn't put it down. From then on, he asked people to send some new and exquisite golden locks and jade pieces. In less than a month, it was full of a casket.

Du Rongzhi was confined to the bed by Nanny An every day. Apart from breastfeeding her daughter, most of the time she was either forced to take various tonics and medicinal diets, or to sleep. It's a little round, and the skin is as smooth and smooth as a freshly peeled lychee, so tender that water can come out from the pinch.And because she personally fed Guan'er, her previously thin body has gradually become plump, her waist is as slender as a girdle, her breasts are as crisp as a rabbit's, and her complexion and figure are more graceful and charming than before she gave birth.

But these, Song Zixun did not know.

When he came back occasionally, he just went to sit in his daughter's room, hugged the child for a while, and then went back to the study in the outer courtyard.

Soon, even the servants of Fengqingyuan could clearly feel the undercurrent between the young master and the young lady: the young master never visited the young lady since Miss Sun was washed, and the young lady It was as if he had completely forgotten about the young master, and usually he didn't even ask a single question.

Corresponding to this, it is the distracted minds of the delicate slaves and maidservants in the outer courtyard, just about to move.

Although Song Zixun sometimes lived in the outer courtyard, but after all, he only did it occasionally, and was served by a few regular servants; now he lives in the study every day, and when everyone sees him, they can't help but think about it.

There was that girl with a big heart and a big heart, who dressed up beautifully every day, and she was "frozen" every day, and often watched Song Zixun pass by from a distance, either acting shy or weak, even in this cold weather, everything withered In winter, I was stunned by them to toss a bit of colorful and colorful bustling scene.

There are also some well-connected people, relying on their own mothers who have served in the mansion for many years, and have some contacts, and they pay tribute to the eldest lady in a roundabout way.

The eldest lady knows what they are for, and she has her own plans in her heart: in the past, she picked Xianyun Haoyue, who had an innocent family background and a gentle temperament, and Song Zixun couldn't pity him at all. Now he has Du Shi in his heart, these people who he stuffed in Naturally, it is even more impossible not to catch his eyes.But having said that, it's rare to have a chance to make things difficult for Du Rongzhi, but she is still happy to be an adult.

So in the future, she would not refuse anyone who asked for peace and filial piety, and when she had collected all the things that could be collected, she chose two or three outstanding ones from these families to serve in the study.Especially one of them named Ling Dang, although he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, he was very exquisite and handsome, with almond eyes and cherry lips, a greasy goose nose, and there was a faint shadow of Du Rongzhi between his brows.

The eldest lady met her once, and she was quite satisfied with this unintentional willow insertion immediately: Ling Dang looked cute, obedient and pleasing, but the gleam in her almond eyes could not deceive anyone.Such an ambitious and high-minded personality... is what she likes to see the most.

So the eldest lady was filled with a loving mother's heart, and immediately placed him in the study of Song Zixun's outer courtyard.

However, Song Zixun is used to being cold and cold, and most of the servants who can enter his study are the servants who often accompany him. Therefore, although there are a few more maids out of thin air, they are usually only responsible for sweeping, watering flowers, boiling water, etc. , and didn't have a chance to show it in front of Song Zixun, so after a few days, everything was fine.

………………

That day Song Zixun came back from an outing, already a little drunk, Changxing Changwang supported him on a few couches, one went to ask his mother-in-law to prepare things for a bath, and the other went to the kitchen to get sober soup.

Song Zixun leaned on the pillow and pinched the bridge of his nose uncomfortably.

Every time he drank too much, he had a headache.Usually at this time, she would rub his temples for him...

He became more and more irritable...

Light footsteps sounded in my ears.

Song Zixun opened his eyes displeased.Under the dim candlelight, I saw a girl in a honey-colored jacket walking toward me with a tray.

It's like Du Rongzhi's eyebrows and eyes.

He didn't even notice it... His eyes softened the moment he touched her, "You...how come?"

The girl smiled softly, and said shyly, "The freshly brewed jasmine tea, let the young master sober up."

Song Zixun narrowed his eyes, and his gentle handsome face instantly turned cold.

He really drank too much... How could she come at this time?If she really cared about him, how could he be here?

Naturally, Ling Dang didn't know all these twists and turns in his mind.Song Zixun used to serve only a few servants who followed him since he was a child, and he couldn't even get close to him. Now that he finally got an opportunity, he naturally refused to miss it easily, so he put down the tray with a smile and held it up. Chazhan stepped forward, blushed pretty face, and said in a low voice, "If you don't think the servant is clumsy, then ask the servant to serve you to drink."

Song Zixun pursed his lips and looked at her, "No need." He wanted to reach out to pick her up.

Ling Dang was very disappointed.

After waiting for so long, she managed to get into the house with great difficulty. If it was today...how could there be such a good opportunity in the future?

Seeing that Song Zixun had already taken the teacup, Ling Dang's heart skipped a beat, and he held Song Zixun's palm with both hands, and said with concern, "This tea is still a little hot, young master, be careful—"

"Presumptuous!" Song Zixun raised his hand violently, and the teacup fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered.

The room was filled with an elegant fragrance of jasmine.

Ling Dang was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground with a trembling of his legs, "Eldest Young Master, forgive me, Eldest Young Master, forgive me!" Kowtowing continuously while crying, tears streaming down her face in an instant.

Changxing, who was pushing water outside the house, heard the movement and hurried in. Seeing the broken porcelain pieces and the trembling bells all over the place, there was nothing he didn't understand, so he immediately said coldly: "What a fool, you are the one who can trespass into Master's study." Yes!" After saying that with a glance, two tall and thick women rushed forward immediately, each twisting the bell and one arm, pulling people away like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Eldest young master..." Ling Dang couldn't stop crying.

"Wait." Song Zixun said suddenly.

Ling Dang was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)