Chapter 223

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a sound of greetings from outside, and after a while, she saw Song Zixun pushing the door and walking in.

"My son-in-law has met his mother-in-law." Song Zixun hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

His clothes still smell of alcohol...

Madam Du frowned displeasedly, and said lightly, "Why is my uncle coming back at this time?"

Song Zixun pursed his lips.

He knew that Mrs. Du wanted to take Du Rongzhi back to recuperate early in the morning, so when he heard the news of her visit, he rushed back without even changing his clothes...

"There are a lot of things going on in the mansion today, I'm afraid she's neglecting her here...so come back and have a look."

"Young Master has a heart." Madam Du's face turned pale now, "But Ah Zhi is still asleep and hasn't woken up." She stood up as she spoke, "It's been a while since I've been out, it's time to go back to the banquet."

Song Zixun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said respectfully, "My son-in-law will send my mother-in-law over."

Mrs. Du nodded slightly, and almost invisibly winked at Nanny Yang, "Let's go."

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The banquet didn't end until very late.

The hustle and bustle outside gradually dissipated... Du Rongzhi leaned on the pillow and drank medicine listlessly.

She has always been particularly prone to sleepiness recently, and she was only awake for a few hours after waking up in the afternoon, and now her upper and lower eyelids have started to fight again...

After she finished drinking the medicine, she listened to Nanny An talking about Madam Du's visit today, and was just asking questions, when she saw Song Zixun, smelling of alcohol, coming in through the curtain from the outside with his footsteps flabbergasted.

He stood at the door, first stared at Du Rongzhi for a long time with drunken eyes, and then staggered towards her.

Grandma An's eyebrows twitched when she saw it, and she stopped him calmly and said, "The hangover soup has been prepared in the kitchen, sir—"

"Get out of the way." Song Zixun frowned and shouted in a cold voice, his eyes still tightly locked on Du Rongzhi behind her.

Nanny An looked back at Du Rongzhi uneasily, and seeing the latter nodded expressionlessly, she stepped back helplessly.

Song Zixun stumbled to the bed and grabbed Du Rongzhi's hand.

Du Rongzhi was pulled by him and leaned forward suddenly, almost fell down, but the culprit sat on the footboard of the bed alone.

"Rong'er, don't ignore me..." He buried his face in her cold palm, like a child who was at a loss, muttering wronged, "I feel...I feel very uncomfortable too..."

Nanny An sighed silently.

In fact, the two of them can't say who is right and who is wrong, but it is extremely rare for the young master to do this...

Thinking so in her heart, she couldn't help raising her head to look at Du Rongzhi.

The woman's empty eyes were calm, she slowly withdrew the hand that Song Zixun was holding hard, and said coldly, "Come here, help the young master go back to rest."

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It is said that on the day when Song Zixi, the second young master of the Duke's Mansion, got married, the entire Duke's Mansion was full of guests and guests.

But none of this has anything to do with Du Rongzhi——

She lay on the bed for two full months.

During the period, the rumors that the young master and the young wife broke up followed Song Zixun's unshakable appearance in Du Rongzhi's room every day when he returned home, and finally slowly dissipated.Fengqingyuan also restored the peace and tranquility of the past.

The servants who are just personal servants know that when two people are together, there is often a long silence.One has a belly full of words to say, and the other has no desire to speak at all.Even if we exchanged only a few words occasionally, the topic mostly revolved around Guan'er—since Du Rongzhi began to cooperate with the imperial physician for treatment, the "ban" on Guan'er was also lifted, and the little thing would come to stay with his mother every day when he had enough to eat and drink. After a while, sporadic smiles gradually appeared on Du Rongzhi's long-lost face.

Song Zixun watched silently, although most of the time he couldn't even get in the conversation, but he also felt great satisfaction.

Maybe people are like this—Du Rongzhi used to be gentle, considerate and caring to him, and he took everything for granted, but now he suddenly realizes that even a smile on her face that is so shallow that it can't be shallower is to him. Precious.

The days passed day by day like this, and when Du Rongzhi finally got the imperial doctor's approval to get out of bed and walk around occasionally, it was already the end of Fuyue.

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Although summer has come to an end, it is still swelteringly hot.

Du Rongzhi just drank the medicine and was half leaning on the soft couch talking to Nanny An.

She has been very weak since she gave birth. In such a hot summer, there is no ice in the house, but her limbs are still cold.

Mother An held Du Rongzhi's cold little hands and rubbed them in her palms, and said in a low voice, "Those medicines are put in her daily necessities... without anyone noticing, keeping them will keep her in her life." Don't even try to have a baby."

Du Rongzhiyun gave a light "huh" without changing the expression on his face.

Why did Mrs. Fu suddenly appear in the pavilion that day, and whether she slipped and rolled down the steps on purpose... It didn't make any sense to her.

She only knew that her two children were killed by this woman, if she didn't do anything for them, she would go crazy, she would definitely go crazy!

Looking at Du Rongzhi's sluggish eyes, Mother An couldn't help but sighed in her heart, and just about to speak to persuade, there was a burst of loud voices outside the door.

Nanny An was startled, she and Du Rongzhi looked at each other in surprise, and heard Qing He reply from outside the curtain, "Young Madam, Auntie brought Miss Biao to see—"

Before she finished speaking, the nanny who accompanied Mrs. Fang had already pushed her away first, stepped forward and lifted the curtain, and graciously welcomed his wife and young lady in.

Nanny An frowned in dissatisfaction, and quickly helped Du Rongzhi get up.

Mrs. Fang entered the room, quickly scanned the furnishings with her sharp eyes, then stared at Du Rongzhi secretly.

I saw that her black hair was simply tied up in a bun, and she didn't wear any accessories. She was wearing a light green thin shirt embroidered with rose patterns and a goose yellow skirt. The skirt was radiant with her gestures, it was really beautiful.It's just that the person looks very thin, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

But in an instant, Mrs. Fang's thoughts had turned a few times, but her face was only filled with anger, she pulled her daughter to sit down, and while fanning the wind with a handkerchief, she pointed at Qing He who followed into the room and cursed, "Your young lady is my own niece. I am an aunt who comes to see my niece. If she doesn't say hurry up and come out to meet me, that's all. How dare you stop me! I don't know where I learned it from." Such a dog's ability to see people as inferior!"

Qing He's eyes became hot, and she hurriedly knelt down on the ground, "I don't dare to..."

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I didn't finish writing last night. I worked overtime this morning and just finished my work, so the update is late.

Sorry.

(End of this chapter)

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