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Beicheng, Ji Mansion.
Wen Zhigu gave the written letter to the people in the mansion. It was a letter sent to Beichuan, and she also knew that the people in the mansion would give the letter to Ji Xubai for inspection first.
In recent days, Ji Xubai had a lot of things to do at the Hanlin Academy. He was often busy until very late before coming back. Today, it was rare that he returned home very early. Qing Ke, the personal maid who served Wen Zhijiu, handed the letter to him. Ji Xubai just glanced at it briefly and asked Qing Ke to send the letter.
More than four months have passed, and Wen Zhigu's belly has gradually become pregnant. She has been suffering from back pain recently and doesn't like to move around. She always stays in Qingyu Garden and refuses to go anywhere. Mrs. Hou came to visit her. After several encounters, they always left Qingyu Garden with a hot face and a cold butt.
On the contrary, Mr. Ji has to greet him almost three times a day.
During lunch that day, Wen Zhigu's back was very sore, but after being urged several times by the main hall, Wen Zhigu had to endure the discomfort and was helped to the main hall by the maid as usual.
Lord Ji, Mrs. Hou and Mrs. Hou's youngest son Ji Yi were all waiting for her.
Mrs. Hou's face was very ugly. She looked coldly at Wen Zhiyu who came in with a bulging belly, and said sarcastically: "Don't give birth to a daughter, otherwise you will have to pay the price sooner or later for the monsters you are doing now."
Lord Ji glared at her: "What are you talking about? Aren't you uncomfortable if you don't see the truth?"
Mrs. Hou snorted coldly and said no more.
Wen Zhigu walked over and sat down with his arms on his waist calmly.
"I know, but your waist is still sore?"
Wen Zhigu responded lightly, took the soup bowl served by the maid, and took a sip without knowing the taste.
Lord Ji thought for a moment and said, "If you feel uncomfortable in the future, just tell Qing Ke and the others and ask them to take you directly to Qingyu Garden. You don't have to come to the main hall to have a meal."
Wen nodded knowingly and continued eating.
Ji Yi grabbed the spoon and pointed at the dish in front of Wen Zhigu and shouted: "Mother, I want to eat that!"
Wen Zhiyu raised his head and glanced at him lightly, then suddenly turned his head and covered his mouth and nose.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Zhigu: "That dish... makes me sick to my stomach."
Lord Ji knew that it was not easy for his daughter-in-law to be pregnant with this child, and how could she withstand any mistakes, so he just had the dish taken away.
Ji Yi cried loudly: "Daddy doesn't love me! Daddy doesn't love me! Daddy just likes this sister! Ever since she came to the house, daddy has never loved me anymore!"
Mrs. Hou quickly hugged her son, who was crying with tears on his face, and said, "Yi'er, don't cry. Stop crying." While coaxing, Mrs. Hou couldn't help but raise her head and look at Mr. Ji with red eyes, "Hou Master, your grandson is a treasure, but your son is not? Yi'er just wants to eat what he likes, isn't that okay?"
"What are you talking about? Didn't you listen to what the imperial doctor said? I know that now we have to have a good pregnancy and raise the fetus. What does Yi'er want to eat, and when can't she eat it?"
When Ji Xubai came back from the Hanlin Academy, he accidentally heard his father and Mrs. Hou arguing again, which was also mixed with Ji Yi's crying.
As for his wife, she was still eating her meal slowly, not at all affected by the other three people at the table.
He knew that she did it on purpose, and he also knew that she just didn't want Ji Mansion to be peaceful.
However, Ji Xubai seemed to have nothing to do with such Wen Zhigu.
When he entered the hall, Wen Zhigu's back was obviously stiff. It seemed that he did not expect that he would come back so soon today, but then he calmed down. Wen Zhigu put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up, "I'm full."