First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 487 Do you feel sorry for me?

"The fourth young master was also annoyed by these means of fighting between wives and concubines, so he simply couldn't see it, and moved to the outer courtyard on the pretext that the fourth young lady was pregnant and needed to rest... The fourth young lady hated Bell even more because of this, Beating her to death every day..."

"The heir of Bell has no hope. He was relying on the favor of the Fourth Young Master to live his life, but now he meets such an unforgiving mistress... In despair, he desperately tried to push the Fourth Young Madam down..." Xianyun sighed softly, "It's just a pity for the child in Mrs. Fourth's belly."

After hearing this, Du Rongzhi was silent for a while, "The bell...how did you deal with it later?"

Xianyun sighed, "Madam was so angry that she was going to beat her to death with a stick, but she was persuaded by the Fourth Young Madam..."

Du Rongzhi looked at her in surprise.

Xianyun smiled wryly, "The fourth young lady ordered the bell to be stripped and dragged to the yard, where she was beaten half to death in front of everyone, but she chose not to kill her, and just left her in the woodshed... After suffering for five or six days, I took my last breath..."

Du Rongzhi shuddered a little.

However, recalling my miscarriage back then, whenever I think of Mrs. Fu, I want to peel off his bones and eat his flesh and blood... I feel that Mrs. Zhao's mood is actually understandable.

Du Rongzhi hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Such a big thing happened in the room... Fourth Young Master must be very uncomfortable, right?"

Xianyun nodded, and said in a low voice, "During those days, the fourth young lady and the fourth young master often quarreled... The servants saw the fourth young master drunk several times and were dragged back..." Just as she was speaking, she heard a loud noise from outside. Please be quiet.

Du Rongzhi hurriedly raised his hand to signal her to stop, and just as he got off the kang, Song Zixun lifted the curtain and walked in.

Everyone saluted one after another, and Du Rongzhi also stepped forward with a smile, "Have you finished talking with your father?" She was about to take off his cloak, but paused when she saw his face clearly.

Song Zixun didn't notice any difference, nodded and said, "I've already discussed it with my father... His thoughts are the same as mine: until the truth of the matter comes to light, I just stay at home with peace of mind... Right and wrong, the Holy Majesty can judge for himself."

Du Rongzhi nodded, took off his cloak and handed it to Yuanyuan, "You all step back."

Yuanyuan and the others responded quickly, leaned over and retreated.

Song Zixun smiled and said, "What's the matter, but what do you want to tell me?"

"I should ask you that." Du Rongzhi looked at him and asked softly, "Father just...but did you blame you?"

Song Zixun was startled, then smiled and said, "No...why would you ask such a question?"

Du Rongzhi glared at him angrily, and lightly stroked his chin with her fingers.

Song Zixun frowned subconsciously, and only later did he realize that there was a small gap on his chin at some point, and it was slightly painful to touch it like this.

He pulled Du Rongzhi's hand, and smiled indifferently, "Perhaps just now, he was accidentally hit by a piece of broken porcelain on his face... I didn't notice it even if you didn't tell me."

Du Rongzhi pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Is father very angry?"

Song Zixun took her hand and sat down, and said with a warm smile, "Actually, I can't blame my father for being angry. This time I made such a big mess, and even brought him and my second uncle to be impeached by the officials one after another... It's no wonder that my father is not angry." Seeing Du Rongzhi's brows remained silent, he couldn't help hugging her, and said with a low laugh, "But do you love me?"

In fact, ever since he heard the news of Song Zixun's dismissal, and then the family packed their bags and rushed back to the capital without stopping...Du Rongzhi's heart has never let go.

But seeing that he kept pretending to be okay in order to make her feel at ease, he would drag her to watch the mountains and rivers on the deck every day, or hold her daughter shaking her head and reciting poems, no matter how worried she was, she could only keep it in her heart .

I thought things would turn around when they returned to the capital and saw the Duke of the State and told them everything, but now it seems...

Du Rongzhi tugged at Song Zixun's sleeve, and said seriously, "Zixun, tell me the truth, this time... is it very difficult?"

She is not so innocent as to believe that "the clean is self-cleaning"... If it was true, her father would not have devoted his whole life to his duty in the previous life, but ended up in exile on the frontier and died as a foreigner...

Song Zixun saw that her face turned pale, and she was really frightened, so he comforted her softly, "Your Majesty is wise, how could you allow those people to tell lies and talk nonsense... don't worry."

Du Rongzhi frowned, "But father..."

Song Zixun couldn't help laughing, "Fool, do you think father is really afraid that I will drag him down?" Seeing Du Rongzhi's blank face, he put his arms around her with a smile, "Father is just angry that I didn't do what he wanted...in fact, he I also understand very well in my heart that all of this is just those little people chasing after the wind, and there will be no wind and waves, and the truth will come to light sooner or later. At that time, he will not be able to control me no matter how much he wants... This is why he took the opportunity to beat me up."

He held her hand indifferently and played with it in the palm of his hand, and said in a cold tone, "...I've been used to it for a long time."

Du Rongzhi looked at him uncertainly, "What you said is true? Are you really going to be fine?"

"No." Song Zixun replied very simply, "Father has been running the business for so many years, if I can't even keep me, the mansion of this country will probably be eaten up by people."

After he said that, he fell on the couch with Du Rongzhi in his arms, and sighed with a smile, "Speaking carefully, I have never been so leisurely since I was admitted to the university. After a long time, I can draw eyebrows for you every day." ..."

Hearing what he said, Du Rongzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned into his arms and remained silent for a long time before she said softly, "Although I shouldn't say that... But sometimes, I would rather you were just an ordinary person..."

Of course Song Zixun knew what she was thinking, paused for a while, then changed the subject with a smile and said, "How about you, are things going well with grandma today?"

Du Rongzhi didn't really expect Song Zixun to leave everything behind and live an ordinary life with her. He smiled and nodded and said, "Everything is fine...but Second Aunt happened to talk about You Shi while chatting. So I brought up the matter of Nanny Zhu. What Grandma means is for us to deal with it ourselves."

Song Zixun nodded slightly, "Since that's the case, I'll send her to the village below for the elderly in a while." As he spoke, he took Du Rongzhi into his arms, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers on her body, and said lazily, " Sleepy, lie down with me..."

Du Rongzhi gave a soft "um", stretched out his arms around Song Zixun's waist, and pressed his face against his chest.

Hearing the steady and powerful heartbeat in his ear, Du Rongzhi recalled in his mind the meaningful glance of Mrs. Zhao when he entered the room... and soon fell asleep in his arms.

(End of this chapter)