Lady Zhao

Chapter 64

Mrs. Xu was about to explode with anger, her face turned blue for a while, and she went back to her own garden and went straight to Zhao Hongming's study room, only to see him undressed, with only a wooden hairpin sticking out his black hair, and he was rolling his sleeves The robe is holding a brush to practice calligraphy, and looks very calm and energetic.

There is a stove in the study, making the whole room warmer. As soon as Xu Shifu came in, his face which was blown by the cold wind outside showed an unnatural redness. Seeing his appearance, he was even more angry, and rushed forward Sweeping the inkstone on Zhao Hongming's desk to the ground, the ink splashed on the white wall, and the ink color fainted.

Zhao Hongming frowned, raised his pen, and let out a small helpless sigh, "Oh." As if he had gotten used to it, and didn't intend to argue with her, he put the brush in his hand on the pen holder, and hesitated a little at last, afraid that Mrs. Throwing down his brushes made of rare hair one by one, he silently turned around and hugged the pen holder in his arms, preparing to leave.

Xu's ears are extremely sensitive, and seeing him sighing and not caring about his own emotions but protecting a pile of writing brushes, he felt even more angry and unbearable, puffed up his cheeks and opened his mouth and said displeasedly: "Zhao Hongming, stop for me, I will Is it not as good as your stinky brushes?"

Zhao Hongming didn't listen to her reading, he still had a headache and went out while hugging her.

The fire that Xu's piled up exploded immediately, and he quickly snatched the pen holder from Zhao Hongming's arms, and the two of them pushed and fought each other.

"Madam, let go." Zhao Hongming really felt sorry for his baby.

"I just don't let go, do you think your pen is more important or me?" Xu said angrily.

Zhao Hongming pursed his lower lip, glanced at the somewhat messy pen stand, and then looked at the small slit made by Mrs. Xu's hand because he was trying to grab the wooden stand. ... Ma'am is important."

Mrs. Xu hugged the things in her arms tightly, "Zhao Hongming, don't think that I can't see it. You hesitated for so long, and you are obviously just perfunctory to me."

"..." Zhao Hongming, who was used to her temper, only sighed secretly in his heart, but women and villains are difficult to raise.

"Let me ask you again, is your brush more important or mine?" Ran said clearly, if you dare to hesitate again, I will drop them.

Zhao Hongming felt bitter in his heart, so he had no choice but to say without delay: "Madam, you are important."

Xu yelled again when she heard it, gnashing her teeth and accusing him of his fault, "You don't even think about it? Can you say such hypocritical words?"

"..." Zhao Hongming sighed deeply, "Madam, what do you want me to do?"

"I want to call you... call you..." As she said this, she burst into sobs and began to cry. In fact, Xu didn't know what she wanted Zhao Hongming to do. I just feel aggrieved, a great grievance, the soup for avoiding children has not been cut off every time after intercourse, so that lowly maid can easily conceive an heir, and I have to endure the pain of the soup and the pain of the medicine. The pain of sending a woman to her husband, what did she do wrong to endure such suffering.

Seeing her crying so sadly, Zhao Hongming felt a little pity, hugged her into his arms and comforted him, "If you can put away your obsessive temperament, maybe God..." can give them a child.

Leaning in his arms, Mrs. Xu calmed down a little bit, still muttering, "What a hard life I am! After marrying you, no one dares to bully me now. The two vixens in Mingxuyuan were discussing just now. How to seduce you to be my aunt, I shouldn't be considerate of you, and gave you my maid. My mother never likes me, and now she is partial to a servant, and would rather call an imperial doctor to treat that little bastard's illness, I also refused to let the imperial doctor show me, all of this is Zhao Wenwan's fault... I can't give birth to a child..."

Zhao Hongming didn't refute a word, although he knew that most of it was said by Mrs. Xu, so he patted her on the back in relief and could only coax her patiently.

At this time, a little maid ran over and panted, "Third Mistress, Second Miss is here to see you."

Mrs. Xu took the handkerchief around her waist and wiped away her tears, but her crying hadn't stopped completely, "There is only girl Xi in this mansion who is kind-hearted, so I didn't hurt her in vain." With a sound, the pen stand still in his arms was still on the table, and Zhao Hongming was so frightened that he hurried to protect those treasures, and Xu Shi expressed the depression in his heart, which also made the third master a lot of comfort, It's just that I'm still a little bored, but there are some things...but I can't tell Zhao Hongming, Zhao Wenxi came at the right time.

Because of this, Zhao Hongming escaped and had people clean up the wreckage all over the place. He felt sorry for Xu's ruined precious inkstone, but he was much less concerned about the fact that he had children. , He thought it through thoroughly, but Xu's... Sigh, it would be great if his temperament was as gentle and simple as these treasures of his.

What's the maid's name, Spring Comes?

After thinking about it like this, he was suddenly attracted by something and looked carefully at the dots of ink spilled on the wall. The inspiration came from the bottom of his heart, and he immediately took the paint from the cabinet and adjusted the color without stopping. Holding the pen, he re-drawn the lines of the ink dots on the wall one by one. Soon, charming plum blossoms bloomed on the wall. Zhao Hongming put away the pen and looked at it carefully with a serious expression. , very satisfied with this unintentional painting.

Just now Xu's fuss was lost in this concentrated painting, and Zhao Hongming stroked his short beard, already immersed in this elegant world.

On the other side, Mrs. Xu, who had left the study, went straight back to the bedroom and asked the servant girl to bring someone in.After Zhao Wenxi entered the door, she saw Mrs. Xu half-lying on the soft pillow, with a hot towel wrapped on her forehead, with an uncomfortable look on her face.

Zhao Wenxi brought the hot tea on the table to Mrs. Xu herself, and asked with concern, "Auntie, why is this uncomfortable, did you let the doctor see it?"

Mrs. Xu supported the teacup softly, moistened her lower lip, and said helplessly, "Oh, no one cares about me right now, I can't say I'm uncomfortable in my body, I just have no energy. , my chest is tight."

As he was talking, he felt that the towel on his forehead was getting a bit cold, and seeing the maid who had just been transferred to her side was still holding her eyes blankly, she yelled angrily, "There is nothing I can see." The body is still as weak as before, "Are you going to freeze me to death, why don't you give me a basin of hot water to change?"

Seeing Zhao Wenxi watching, he restrained himself a little, and changed his tone of resentment: "Ah, since Rong Chun raised my aunt, I have no one around me!"

Zhao Wenxi lowered his eyelids, how could he not know that Mrs. Xu was acting at the moment, and said cooperatively, "Don't be angry, Auntie, Luyun, hurry up and invite Doctor Yuan to come and take a look."

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Of course, it was impossible for Zhao Wenxi to really invite Dr. Yuan. Hearing that Lvyun had brought the exquisite snacks, he changed the subject very considerately, "Today, the ceremonial mother asked the aunt for a day off. When I have time, I just want to come and see you, Auntie, but I didn’t expect to hear that you are sick and have no appetite, so I specially asked Lvyun to go to the kitchen to make it, this dessert is sweet but not greasy, Auntie will try it.”

Mrs. Xu took Zhao Wenxi's hand, and seemed relieved, "It's Wenxi who knows how to love others."

"Wenxi knows that my aunt is feeling bad these days, and some of her mouth is full of bad words. Auntie, don't take it to heart, it's embarrassing her body." What Zhao Wenxi said obviously meant this morning Seeing what happened in Mingxuyuan, Xu looked a little worried.

After being poked, Xu couldn't help feeling sad, and tightened Leng Zhao Wenxi's hand, and said with some sincerity, "It's Wenxi who understands me..." After that, Xu cried endlessly, After crying for half an hour, Zhao Wenxi listened carefully, showing no signs of impatience, but following Xu's words, she showed some empathetic 'true temperament'.

"Wenxi, where do you think the bitter water in my aunt's stomach will go?"

Zhao Wenxi frowned, as if thinking of something, she wondered: "Auntie said that Aunt Rong is not feeling well? But I just saw her come out of my sister's Xiangzhu Garden, her complexion is rosy, how can she look sick?"

He was obviously talking about Auntie, but Mrs. Xu heard the word Zhao Wenwan in her ears. She linked the two of them together in her mind, and asked in a cold voice, "You said that little hoof went to Zhao Wenwan's place?"

Zhao Wenxi looked ignorant, "I went to my sister's garden, but she seemed to leave soon. I think my sister doesn't want to see Aunt Rong."

But Mrs. Xu didn't seem to have heard what she said later, and seemed to squeeze out the words Zhao Wenwan from between her teeth, and a piercing light appeared in her eyes.

"Third Aunt, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Wenxi saw that she seemed to be in a state of confusion, and took the veil on her forehead very worriedly, looking at a loss. "Don't scare Wenxi."

Mrs. Xu clenched the quilt tightly, and the repressed hatred in her heart hovered upwards, only when she saw Zhao Wenxi's weak and flustered face, she slowed down a bit, "Wenxi, Auntie is fine, just a little tired, you go back first .”

Hearing this, Zhao Wenxi looked at her again with some uneasiness. Seeing that she insisted, she had to lift up her skirt and leave.Not long after she left the bedroom, she stopped for a while, and as expected, she heard the sound of something breaking from behind accompanied by the woman's resentful low curse, and the corners of her mouth curled up. Never saw clearly.

(End of this chapter)