First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 447 You want someone to spy on me?
"Young Madam, you have been writing for more than an hour... let's take a break with some tea." Qing He came forward with hot tea and persuaded softly.

Du Rongzhi put down the pen, looked at the delicate and neat handwriting on the paper, and took the teacup, "What is Miss Wan doing now?"

Qing He smiled and said, "Nurse Gu is leading the shuttlecock kicking in the yard...do you want your servant to invite Miss Sun over?"

Du Rongzhi smiled lightly, "No need...let her play."

The sun shone in through the window and fell on her thin face, which was coated with a faint golden layer.

Compared with the first few days when she fell ill, her complexion was obviously much better. Although she was still a little pale, she was not bloodless after all. Instead, she had a kind of morbid softness, which made people feel pity.

Qing He looked at her expression carefully, and asked in a low voice, "Young Madam... are you afraid of frightening Miss Sun?"

Du Rongzhi's smile faltered slightly.

Two days ago, Guan'er happily showed her the newly written big characters, saying that her father taught her... At that time, her mind was in chaos, and she didn't know what she had done...

When she recovered from Guan'er's terrified cries, she realized that the little bellyband she was working on had been cut into pieces...

Looking at her daughter's tear-stained face, which was twitching from crying, she suddenly felt—

I can't go on like this anymore...

Seeing that Du Rongzhi hadn't spoken for a long time, Qing He knew what she was thinking, and she couldn't help but comfort her, "Children's forgetfulness is the greatest... After so many days, Ms. Sun must have long since forgotten... You too Don't worry too much."

Du Rongzhi smiled, and said sadly, "That child has a heavy heart and is very sensitive... I'm afraid she will think too much. Let's talk about it in a few days until the matter is completely indifferent."

Qing He nodded, "That's fine..." She smiled again, "My servant has seen that the young lady has become much more energetic these two days." Although she was copying scriptures every day, she was not as dazed as before. I can also sleep peacefully for two or three hours... It is already excellent.

Du Rongzhi was silent, and slowly stroked the scriptures on the case, "Qing He, I always think of those days when we were in Biezhuang... carefree and free."

Qing He was startled, "Young Madam..."

Du Rongzhi nodded lightly, "I want to go for a walk."

Qing He pondered for a moment, "You have never been to the house you bought in the suburbs, why don't you take Ms. Sun there for a few days?"

Two years ago, Du Rongzhi bought a small house with a hot spring in the outskirts of the city. He originally planned to take his daughter there to escape the heat in summer, but Song Zixun insisted on never letting her go because he was busy with work and worried about their mother and daughter.

Du Rongzhi nodded, "Alright."

In fact, it doesn't matter where she goes, the important thing is that she doesn't want to face him every day.

The last time I ran away from him was because I didn't know how to face it, but this time, I was unable to face it anymore.

Qing He thought for a while, "The things in the house are ready-made, and they can be used after a little tidying up, but..." She hesitated to speak.

When the old master and the young lady had a good relationship, he was reluctant to let the young lady out of his sight. Now that the young lady is not only sick, but the two of them are in such a stalemate, I am afraid that he is even more unwilling to let her go...

Du Rongzhi obviously thought about it too, she pursed her lips and remained silent for a while, "Send someone to tell them to clean up first...there, wait for me to tell him."

Qing He hesitated for a while, then whispered, "Do you think Master can agree..."

Du Rongzhi didn't answer, but asked her instead, "Will you help me no matter what I do?"

Qing He looked at the rare light in her pitch-black eyes, nodded solemnly, "Of course it is."

"That's fine." Du Rongzhi's expression was slightly relaxed, showing a faint smile, "Don't let the news out about this matter, and don't worry about the rest."

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Song Zixun came back late these days.

Every year at this time of year, the rain begins to increase. In addition to daily arrangements for manpower to check hidden dangers in the residential areas of rivers and depressions, he sometimes personally goes to the villages below to inspect.

By the time he came back from patrolling outside, it was already late.

Du Rongzhi had just taken a bath, and she was wearing a light blue singlet, a white gauze skirt, and a tube top looming inside... a dress that was about to go to bed.

She was sitting on the soft couch drinking medicine, when she saw Song Zixun walking in, she subconsciously sat back.

The servants quickly served him and changed into a homely robe.

"Drinking medicine?" He sat down beside her, looking for something to say.

"Hmm." She answered vaguely, lowered her head and concentrated on stirring the black concoction in the bowl.

"Feel better?" He asked cautiously, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah." Without looking at him, she put down the spoon and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Yuanyuan quickly brought water and candied fruit, she rinsed her mouth, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and seeing that he was still sitting still, she asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Song Zixun was a little flattered. He held her hand and said softly, "I'm not hungry. I want to stay with you for a while."

He left early and returned late these days, and sometimes when he came back at night, the light in her room was already off.I heard from Nanny An that she has been copying scriptures during the day recently, and her mood has gradually calmed down...

Du Rongzhi trembled slightly, and withdrew her hand as if frightened, "It's getting late...I, I'm going to sleep."

Song Zixun's eyes darkened, and he forced a smile, "Okay."

She nodded, and just about to get up, she remembered again, "I want to take Guan'er to Jing'en Temple to offer incense in two days, is that okay?"

Song Zixun hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay... I will arrange some people to escort you when the time comes—"

"No need!" She suddenly interrupted irritably, "Nurse An and the others are with me, no one else is needed..." She said, her gaze suddenly stared at him, and Fox asked, "You want someone to watch me?"

Song Zixun felt as if he had been punched in the chest, and hurriedly coaxed, "No, I just care about you. If you don't like it, don't let them follow you. Don't be nervous..."

She stared at him vigilantly for a long time before she finally relaxed, and said lightly, "You go...I'm going to sleep."

Song Zixun pursed his lips tightly and nodded, "Then I'm leaving, you should rest well."

"Ah."

He stood up, "By the way, when I came back tonight, I passed by a kneader's booth..." He took out something from his sleeve and handed it to Du Rongzhi, "I don't know if you like it or not."

Du Rongzhi looked over, she was a fat girl, with black eyes, a chubby little face, wearing a goose yellow skirt, with curved eyebrows and eyes, very pleasing.

She looked away in a daze, "Sister Guan will probably like these little gadgets."

He Fang withdrew his hand and twitched the corners of his lips bitterly, "Is that so...then I'll give it to her to play with."

(End of this chapter)