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Chapter 413 0409 [What kind of ecstasy soup did my brother-in-law fill you with? 】

After eating and resting for a while, Mashuyao and the other girls went out to play together again.

Yanfu Palace is so big that it is like a candy box to them. They never know what kind of scenery they will see around the corner, which makes them more interested in exploring.

Before leaving, Fu Qingyi glanced at Han Zhen with a resentful look.

Ever since she expressed her feelings in the bathtub that day, the little girl had been waiting happily for Han Zhen's visit, but after waiting for several days, there was no movement.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fujin took the opportunity to persuade: "Husband, Qingyi and the others are not young anymore. How can a concubine who has been with me for more than a year still be a virgin? If you want others to know, you should just treat me as a good concubine." Where is the jealous person?"

When he was in Shandong, Zhao Fujin would persuade Han Zhen from time to time to bring Jiang Suyi and the girls into his house.

But they were all put off by Han Zhen.

In fact, it was Zhao Fujin who instigated Fu Qingyi to go to the bathhouse a few days ago.

Otherwise, with Fu Qingyi's cold temperament, how could he have the courage to do so.

There was nothing I could do about it, even though Zhao Fujin was laughing and joking all day long and having fun with a group of little sisters, he was actually under a lot of pressure.

They had been married for more than a year, but there was no movement in their stomachs. Among the wives and concubines, only Runniang gave birth to a child for Han Zhen, but it was still a girl.

This made all the courtiers very worried. The official family was still young, but they always felt that something was wrong.

Otherwise, how to explain that a group of wives and concubines have only one daughter for more than a year?

They didn't dare to find Han Zhen, so they had to remind Zhao Fujin in a roundabout way.

Sure enough, Han Zhen said perfunctorily: "They are still young."

Zhao Fujin retorted: "You're not young anymore. Qingyi is the same age as my concubine, and her figure has grown now."

How could the little girl's thoughts be hidden from him?

But there was nothing Han Zhen could do. All of them were only fifteen or sixteen years old, especially Jiang Suyi. There was no difference between her front and back, and she looked like the same girl.

If you have a big belly at this age, the probability of killing two people is very high.

Even if a child is successfully delivered, the baby will be vulnerable to premature death due to congenital frailty.

There was a reason why widows and divorced women were popular in ancient times, especially widows with children. During the Han Dynasty, they were a hot commodity.

Liu Bang had eight wives and concubines, five of whom belonged to other people's families, and they were all very young.

Cao Mengde is just picking up the wisdom of his ancestors.

It all boils down to three words, good fertility!

As for An Niang, this was purely a matter of luck. He had a real baby every time, but she didn't get pregnant. Who could he ask to reason with?

Unable to resist Zhao Fujin's persuasion, Han Zhen could only nod his head and said: "Qingyi is still alive, but Yuyou and Suyi will have to take care of their three children for another two years."

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin was immediately happy and said: "The husband will go to Qingyi's to rest tonight."

Zhao Fujin's reaction was the attitude of a mistress towards concubines in this era.

When there are no children, there is no need for men to mention it at all, and the wife will help arrange concubines.

The continuation of the family is a top priority.

Otherwise, you are waiting to be devoured.

Even in future generations, if you have no children, you will be particularly miserable in your later years.

You know, nursing homes are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. Those without children are the lowest grade. They pay the same money, but have the worst food and clothing. They have to be beaten, scolded and humiliated by the nursing staff.

At night, Han Zhen, who was kicked out of the Ruizhu Palace by Zhao Fujin, could only go to Baoqiong Pavilion where Fu Qingyi was.

Pushing the door open and walking in, she saw Fu Qingyi sitting at the desk practicing calligraphy.

Her family was poor and she had not read a book when she was young.

After being betrothed to Han Zhen, he had the opportunity to practice calligraphy.

"Husband?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fu Qingyi turned her head and saw a look of surprise on her face when she saw it was Han Zhen.

"What about practicing calligraphy?"

Han Zhen walked over and took a look.

She seemed to have just taken a shower, her long wet hair was spread around her shoulders, and her whole body exuded a light fragrance.

"My writing is not good-looking."

Fu Qingyi shyly covered the copybook on the table.

Looking at the plum-blossom regular script on the copybook, Han Zhen commented: "It's OK, much better than what I wrote."

Fu Qingyi shook his head and said: "No, my husband's words are eclectic and full of interest. He has already entered the palace."

what?

Han Zhen was stunned and raised his eyebrows: "Who told you?"

"Many ministers in the court said so."

Fu Qingyi said matter-of-factly.

Damn it, you don't have to think about it to know that it must have been spread by the two birds of a feather, Huang Kai and Liu Qi.

Han Zhen said: "It's getting late, let's take a rest early."

"Ah."

Fu Qingyi nodded shyly, but her charming temperament gave people a kind of charm that made people want to resist but welcome.

Han Zhen picked him up and joked: "You were so bold a few days ago, why are you acting like a little quail now?"

"My husband, please take pity on me."

Fu Qingyi said softly.

Han Zhen smiled slightly, hugged her and strode towards the bed.

Run Niang's fruit, An Niang's butt, Lu Tian's waist, each has its own style.

In comparison, Fu Qingyi is not outstanding in these three things, but he is better than a pair of straight and slender legs.

Paired with her charming temperament, it is simply stunning.

After playing with it for a moment, Han Zhen slowly leaned down.

Not long after, the sound of suppressed crying sounded in the bedroom.

"Husband...husband, I can't stand this anymore."

Tsk!

Han Zhen was speechless.

Little girls are like this, always unhappy.

"It doesn't matter, my husband will teach you a trick."

Han Zhen said, holding Fu Qingyi's head with both hands and slowly pressing it down. …

……

The next day.

Zhao Ting took some time out of his busy schedule to meet with Qin Hui as a cabinet representative.

After some discussions, the venue for the peace talks was finally chosen in Yangzhou on July 20th.

Both sides had their own thoughts. Qin Hui just wanted to finalize the peace talks as soon as possible so that he could go back and get promoted.

Zhao Ting wanted to get things done before Han Zhen's enthronement ceremony was held, so as to add another touch of glory to the enthronement ceremony.

……

"Fifth sister!"

In the princess's residence, Zhao Fujin held up the hem of her skirt and trotted all the way into Zhao Fujin's arms like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

"Fujin!"

Holding his sister in his arms, Zhao Fujin's eyes filled with mist.

Since her mother passed away, her sister has been the closest and most considerate person to her.

In the past, when Zhao Fujin was in the palace, she could often return to the palace and talk to her sister about her depression.

But since her sister married to Shandong, she has been bored in the princess mansion all day long.

Especially during this period of time, one after another happened, which made Zhao Fujin breathless, and tears could not stop flowing down at this moment.

"Sister, don't cry."

Zhao Fujin quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped her tears while comforting her warmly.

Forced to hold back his tears, Zhao Fujin forced out a smile: "Sister, I am not sad, but my heart is filled with joy when I see Fu Jin."

"Me too."

Zhao Fujin raised his head slightly and smiled happily.

The appearance of the two sisters is very similar. Holding each other now, you can clearly see the difference.

Upon closer inspection, Zhao Fujin's facial features are more refined, and there is a mole on the lower edge of his left eye, which not only does not ruin the beauty, but adds a touch of charm.

At the same time, her figure is slightly taller and more plump. Compared to Zhao Fujin, she has a bit more of a young woman's charm.

Zhao Fujin, on the other hand, is more lively and agile, and his whole person exudes a youthful atmosphere.

After all, she was only seventeen years old this year, in her prime.

After welcoming Zhao Fujin into the boudoir, the two sisters talked about themselves.

Zhao Fujin held a tea cup and asked, "I heard that Fifth Sister and the Prince Consort have reconciled?"

"Ah."

Zhao Fujin nodded and said bitterly: "I have no relationship with him at all. He spends all his time looking for flowers and deceiving me for my dowry. When my brother-in-law besieged the city a while ago, he was drunk..."

When he heard Cai Wei scolding the fifth sister, Zhao Fujin couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "How dare he call the fifth sister a cheap maid? I will go to my husband right now and I will give him a lesson."

Zhao Fujin quickly grabbed her and advised: "Forget it, we have reconciled now, and there will be no further relationship."

Zhao Fujin looked unhappy: "Fifth sister, you are so kind-hearted that he dares to take advantage of you."

Zhao Fujin changed the subject and said, "Stop talking about me all the time. How are you doing in Shandong?"

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin looked surprised and said, "Fifth sister, didn't you receive the letter I wrote to you?"

Zhao Fujin chuckled and said: "I received it, but I am always worried that you are trying to comfort me and I will be wronged alone."

"No."

Zhao Fujin shook his head, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "My husband treats me very well and always pampers me. Every day I go to Washizi with Youyou and the others and have outings. By the way, Fifth Sister, I also learned how to make pastries. I'll let you go later." You try my handiwork."

Speaking of Han Zhen, Zhao Fujin's eyes were filled with happiness and joy.

This kind of joy that comes from the heart cannot be faked.

Zhao Fujin couldn't help but feel relieved, and at the same time he felt a surge of envy.

The little girl chattered about her life and experiences in Shandong: "Fifth sister, do you know that the sea is really big, endless as far as the eye can see, and the sea is also very delicious, which is very different from the fish and shrimp in ordinary rivers. Husband, promise me, He will take me to the beach next time, and then the fifth sister will go with him."

"I'll go figure it out."

Zhao Fujin couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Zhao Fujin said coquettishly: "Go ahead. If I remember correctly, Fifth Sister has not left the capital yet."

"Okay, okay, why don't I go?"

Zhao Fujin couldn't resist her, so he had to smile and nodded in agreement.

Zhao Fujin advised seriously: "My husband said that youth is fleeting, so don't waste your time. When you are old, you will regret it too late."

Youth is fleeting, don’t waste your time...

Zhao Fujin murmured to himself, feeling a little absent-minded for a moment.

Isn't that what she has been like these past few years?

When she came back to her senses, she joked: "You, you are an open-mouthed husband now, or a closed-mouthed husband, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup my brother-in-law has poured into you."

Zhao Fujin suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, when I went to the beach last year, my husband also mentioned the fifth sister. He said that the fifth sister was the most beautiful empress in the Song Dynasty. I must meet her if I have the chance."

Yeah!

A hint of shame flashed in Zhao Fujin's eyes: "I'm already old and bloated, so I don't have much to see."

Zhao Fujin retorted: "No, the fifth sister is more haggard than before, but she is still beautiful."

The two sisters had not seen each other for a long time, and now they were reunited. It seemed that they had endless things to say.

Most of the time it was Zhao Fujin who was asking and Zhao Fujin was talking.

And Zhao Fujin's words are always inseparable from Han Zhen.

For example, in the spring, the husband taught them how to ride a horse, holding her in his arms and galloping wildly in the spring breeze.

Another example is that in the hot summer, my husband occasionally makes some delicious ice drinks.

Another example is the Mid-Autumn Festival. My husband specially prepared a fireworks show for them...

Unknowingly, the yearning in Zhao Fujin's eyes became more and more intense...

(End of this chapter)