First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 294

Du Rongzhi didn't know how she fell asleep.She had been listening to the movement outside—since Song Zixun wanted to hide it, he definitely couldn't leave her alone in the room at night... After thinking about it, she fell asleep in a daze.

In the morning, he woke up from the cold.

Wrapped in a quilt, she looked blankly at the empty place beside the bed, thinking that this person was really something she couldn't get used to.How long has it been since she came back, and now that there is no "stove" by her side, it's unbearably cold...

There was a rustling sound outside the tent.

Du Rongzhi thought she was just a night watch girl, she opened the curtain and was about to call someone, but she saw Song Zixun getting up from the couch by the window, obviously just waking up.

Their eyes met, and both of them were startled.

Song Zixun looked away indifferently.

Du Rongzhi pursed her lips, and was hesitating whether to lie down and wait for him to leave, or to just get up, when she saw Qing He pushing the door in, followed by a few little girls waiting for her to wash and change clothes, some holding clothes , Some of them came in silently with copper basin towels in their hands.

Qing He was also stunned when she saw Du Rongzhi sitting on the bed, and saw that the brows of the two of them were faint, and she knew it in her heart, she stepped forward and said with a smile, "Young Madam woke up really early today... now Want to get up?"

Although Song Zixun usually gets up early, he never wakes her up. Sometimes the sun is so high when she wakes up...

Thinking of this, Du Rongzhi became agitated for no reason, and nodded indiscriminately, "Get up."

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"I just came back last night, so I was afraid of waking you up, so I rested on the couch..." Qing He replied softly while texting Du Rongzhiwan.

Du Rongzhi smiled disapprovingly.As far as Song Zixun was furious yesterday, the situation forced him to come back at night... It's hard for Qinghe to say it so grandly, as if he pity and love her so much, and he was not the one who walked away last night...

"It's rare that the young lady got up early today, so you can have a good breakfast with the master." Seeing that Du Rongzhi was silent, Qing He could only continue to persuade her earnestly, "How can the husband and wife have an overnight feud? I'm not afraid of anything if I'm subdued... besides, she was a young lady in truth yesterday—"

Her voice came to an abrupt end with the sound of the door opening.

Du Rongzhi looked at the thin figure in the mirror, and said lightly, "I know it in my heart, don't worry about it."

Qing He silently answered yes.

The maids quickly brought breakfast... Various tables were set up, and they retreated again and again.

Qing He glanced at Song Zixun who was already sitting at the dinner table, and his movements became more and more nimble. In just a short while, Du Rongzhi's beautiful hair was pulled into a bun, with a magnolia flower hairpin inserted obliquely between her hair, and she looked delicate again. Pretty and charming.

She silently walked over to Song Zixun and sat down. Under Qinghe's expectant eyes, she slowly scooped up a bowl of chestnut and red date porridge for herself, and then ate it with her head down, without looking at the empty bowl in front of Song Zixun. stand up.

Song Zixun tightened his grip on the chopsticks, and his face became even uglier.

Qing He was very anxious beside her.

For what happened yesterday, although the Young Madam did not explicitly punish Mother An, she was not allowed to enter the house to wait on her again, so I was the only one who could persuade the Young Madam.The young lady has always been somewhat left-handed, and the eldest young master is even less likely to bow his head in anger... Qing He looked at this and then at that, feeling extremely embarrassed for a moment.

Just as he was about to bite the bullet and go forward to scoop up porridge for Song Zixun, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "I went to pay my respects to grandma last night, she is right..." As he spoke, he gave Du Rongzhi a reproachful look. "I'm still very angry about Guan'er arresting the Zhou banquet."

Du Rongzhi pursed her lips.

Mrs. Song has always loved this eldest grandson very much, and the facts have proved that no matter what the Duke of the country is planning, Song Zixun has always been the best choice for the successor in Mrs. Song's heart.This matter was obviously aimed at ruining Song Zixun's reputation, so how can Mrs. Song just sit idly by?

These were all in Du Rongzhi's calculations, but now that everything was going according to expectations, she suddenly felt a little less interested.

Seeing that she was silent, Song Zixun continued, "I heard what grandma said. Later, I planned to let my second aunt and third aunt help my mother with the housekeeping."

It means redistribution of power.

Du Rongzhi casually fiddled with the red dates in the bowl, and hummed lightly.

Song Zixun saw that she was calm and unsurprised, and felt even more angry in his heart. After holding back for a while, he still said in a cold voice, "I also need to remind you that my mother has been in the middle of the house for many years, and the power in the house has long been intertwined. My aunt is on good terms with her now, and the third aunt is even more soft-tempered, if you expect to rely on them to contain your mother, your calculations may be in vain."

Du Rongzhi raised her head and smiled at him, "Thank you for reminding me."

The smile was gentle and patient, as if he was looking at a child who was having a temper tantrum with an adult... Song Zixun felt his fist hit the cotton, and suddenly lost his appetite.

He put down his chopsticks, his face so heavy that water dripped down his face.

Qing He's heart skipped a beat when she saw it, and hurriedly handed over the handkerchief and stepped forward.

Song Zixun took it with his lips tightly pursed, fixed his eyes on Du Rongzhi and wiped it vigorously twice, then threw the handkerchief heavily on the table.

During this period, Du Rongzhi didn't say that he followed him, but he didn't even glance at him.

Song Zixun stood up sullenly and was about to go out.

Fortunately, he was angry all night, waited all night hungry, tossed and turned all night after thinking about it!He was still worried about her reasons, and he was afraid that he would make her sad by slamming the door, he... he was just a joke!

The more Song Zixun thought about it, the more he felt angry and unwilling. He turned his head and stared bitterly at the spring rolls on Du Rongzhi's chopsticks, and said intentionally, "Last night, I told my grandmother that you were very scared because of Sister Wan, and you cried secretly when you came back. It's been a long time." He glanced at her radiant, rosy cheeks, and said coldly, "You should put on an air anyway."

"..." Du Rongzhi made him choke, but finally put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"Yes." She nodded obediently, and said with a gentle smile, "I see, I will be careful in a while...don't worry."

Song Zixun let out a cold snort, and walked away in a flick of his sleeves.

Qing He looked at his back and just wanted to stroke his forehead... She stepped forward and said cautiously, "Young Madam... Do you still want to eat this breakfast?"

"Eat, why don't you eat." Du Rongzhi slowly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the spring roll just now and took a bite, "I'm in the mood to watch the fun when I'm full!"

Qing He sighed helplessly, she felt a little pitiful for the young master now...

But Du Rongzhi whispered, "What did he mean by that last sentence? Do you think I look too good today?"

(End of this chapter)