First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 142 What Did Rou'er Do Wrong?

Chapter 142 What Did Rou'er Do Wrong?

In this room Du Rongzhi and Du Yunting's brothers and sisters opened up their hearts and had a long talk, but in the other room someone was ready to move.

……

The woman in the mirror has satin-like black hair, untouched but vermilion lips, and unpainted but emerald eyebrows. Under the soft light, she looks even more glamorous and moving.

At this time, she was playing with the red coral earrings in her hand with great interest.

There was only one pendant, and the bright red color made her delicate hands as soft and transparent as suet white jade.

"My servants have already inquired clearly..." Hu Po said while twisting her hair, "The Eldest Young Master came back at Haishi and went directly to the study. He had already asked someone to bring hot water just now, and he thought he was about to rest."

Seeing that Fu Jingrou was only admiring the earring in her hand, as if she was not listening to herself at all, Hu Po couldn't help asking curiously, "What's so special about this pendant? Why does my aunt take it out to play with it from time to time since she picked it up?"

"This," Fu Jingrou smiled coquettishly, threw the pendant into the air, and put it in her palm, "This is a treasure. When it comes to the critical moment, it might kill someone."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Hu Po told her to startle, "It's New Year's Eve, my aunt must never dare to say that..."

Fu Jingrou snorted, "Look, it scares you... Even if it's fatal, it's not ours. What are you afraid of?" Then she complained, "You should move faster! If you continue to dawdle like this, you will be killed later. Grandpa is really going to sleep."

Amber didn't dare to delay, so she quickly combed her into a pony bun again. The bun was loosely placed on the left side, which seemed to be falling but not falling, adding charm to the laziness.

Fu Jingrou looked left and right in the mirror, "Do you think Grandpa will like this look?"

"I'm sure I like it." Hu Po laughed, "Even the slaves were taken aback by seeing it just now, and thought it was a fairy who had descended to the mortal world."

Fu Jingrou glared at her, "You're the only one with a sweet mouth." As she spoke, she frowned wistfully, "It's a pity that I don't think so in my heart...otherwise, I wouldn't have stopped visiting me for so many days, and even I..." She sighed helplessly, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Amber hurriedly said, "This is not the time for my aunt to be self-sufficient. It is rare that the young lady is not at home. This is my aunt's opportunity. Let's talk about the last time..." She lowered her voice, "Although I have deceived everyone, it is not true after all. Yes, you still have to cook the raw rice quickly to be at ease."

Fu Jingrou's eyes darkened, and she tightly clenched the earrings in her hands, "I know it well."

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Song Zixun read a book in the study for a while, then asked someone to bring hot water in.

Tonight, I had dinner with a few of the same year. Everyone at the table talked about their respective plans. Some people will go to the Six Departments to watch politics after the new year, and some people have found someone to release from their family. Everyone is full of high spirits and high ambitions. appearance.

He suddenly hesitated about the future.

It is true that with his family background, even relying on the shadow of his ancestors is enough to find a good job, and there is no need to squeeze his head out of his way like those poor students who came from the imperial examination.

For him, the best and safest thing at present is to get a few years of qualifications in the Imperial Academy first, and when he is older, he will be transferred out of the capital to practice for a few years. As long as his political achievements are passable, his father will help him a little bit. After a while, the official career in the future will be magnanimous.

But now, he is suddenly not so satisfied with this road.

Maybe he can let him out earlier, and then take her and his daughter to take office, and live some free days, just like they have been doing these days...

Of course, the premise must be——

He was thinking silently, when he suddenly felt a wet towel gently wipe his chest.

It has been a long time since Ling Dang tried to seduce him and was sent back to Da Furen, no one dared to challenge his bottom line...

Song Zixun grabbed the hand that was still stirring the flames, and quickly pulled off the veil covering his eyes with the other hand.

"Ah—" There was a soft exclamation in his ear. "Big cousin, you hurt me!"

Song Zixun hurriedly let go of his hand, squinted his eyes in displeasure, "Rou'er? Why are you here?"

The woman was dressed in crimson clothes, her eyes were like autumn water, and her lips were slightly crimson. In the steaming heat, she became more and more hazy like a mysterious girl from the Nine Heavens. Who is it but Fu Jingrou?
The girl's pretty face was slightly flushed, and she said shyly and timidly, "I know that the young lady has gone home today, and I'm afraid there is no one here to serve you..." She said, her eyes quickly glanced at the man's strong chest, He quickly lowered his head again, "Let this concubine... wait for you to take a bath."

Song Zixun frowned.

In fact, since that night...he hasn't seen Mrs. Fu for a while.At first it was because of Guan'er, but later...it was because he didn't want to.

"No need." Song Zixun said softly, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest earlier. I—"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Jingrou suddenly hugged his neck and leaned against his chest, "Master, don't drive Rou'er away..." The girl's eyes were filled with tears instantly, as helpless and pitiful as a deer, " But what did Rou'er do wrong to make Grandpa unhappy?"

Song Zixun pursed his lips tightly.

Fu was not wrong.

It was he who didn't want to see her.

Every time she appeared, it seemed to remind him: when his daughter was seriously ill and Du was at a loss to find himself, he was intoxicated by the tenderness of another person...

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just a little tired... Go back to sleep, be obedient." Song Zixun said kindly, reaching out his hand to pull the arm that she was holding onto him.

Perhaps his tone was too gentle, which gave Fu Jingrou the illusion that she hugged her even tighter, "I don't want you!" She boldly said, "In the past, when the young lady was at home, it was fine if you didn't want to see Rou'er. Now The young lady has already returned, so let Rou'er serve you!"

It was fine if she didn't say that, but Song Zixun's face turned cold as soon as he said that, "Nonsense!" He pulled her hand down, "You can't let me talk about the matter between me and the young lady!"

Fu Jingrou froze for a moment, tears streaming down her face. "How can I dare to speak up?" She cried, "I just want to serve you, can't this be all right!" The plan was well planned last time, but he fell asleep drunk and caused her to fall short. Are you going to return without success? !
Fu Jingrou was angry and unwilling.

She threw herself into Song Zixun's arms.

The two froze almost simultaneously.

"roll!"

The next moment, Song Zixun gritted his teeth and said with a livid face.

(End of this chapter)

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