"Lang Jun is back—" Zhu Qingning was sitting in the hall embroidering, when she heard the voice of a servant greeting from outside the door, she quickly got up to greet her, and before she took two steps, her family Lang Jun had already stepped forward to stop her Action, "What are you doing so carefully?"
The corners of Nie Xun's lips were lightly raised, and his bright smile made the cinnabar between his brows red as blood.
He said, "Wu Niang now has two bodies. If something is wrong, wouldn't it cost her husband's life?"
Zhu Qingning's cheeks were blushing, and she said angrily, "Oh, why do you treat me so well? It's because of the flesh of my stomach."
Faced with this "send the proposition", Nie Xun did not panic, but instead supported Zhu Qingning back to the main hall.
"Wu Niang's words are heart-wrenching. She clearly loves Wu Niang, so she values the child in your womb. You are all for your husband's heart, and you will feel bad for anyone who treats you badly." Nie Xun helped Zhu Qingning to sit down, " It's cold now, remember not to wear so thin."
"The house is very warm, and it won't freeze," Zhu Qingning said. "The months are getting heavier now, and the clothes made a while ago are also tight."
Zhu Qingning stroked the slightly protruding lower abdomen with his right hand. The originally slender waist was slightly plump due to pregnancy.
Although she lost her slenderness, it gave her a bit of a charm unique to mature women.
"Let people do a few more body, not to mention a lap of fat, three or fifty laps of fat are all-"
Before Nie Xun finished speaking, his ear was pinched by a slender weed, and Zhu Qingning gritted his teeth beside his ear.
"Thirty or fifty laps? Not to mention fattening thirty or fifty laps, even if it's only three or five laps, I'm afraid there are already other beauties around you."
Nie Xun didn't dare to struggle, so he could only lean towards her with the other hand to support the mat, so as not to really press her.
"Wu Niang, who is whispering in your ear? Is your husband like that kind of person?"
Nie Xun saved his ears only after he said something.
Zhu Qingning pursed his lips and said indifferently, "I don't even have a place to walk around on weekdays, who can chew my tongue in my ear? But I'm getting heavier and heavier, and sometimes it's inconvenient. Arrange someone to serve you—"
Nie Xun's parents were not there, and Zhu Qingning did not have her mother-in-law to put pressure on her. It stands to reason that after marriage, life should be very happy.
In fact, at the beginning, he was indeed a confidant, and his concubine was so happy.
As she became pregnant, she became heavier and heavier, and she liked to think more and more.
Nie Xun frowned and said jokingly, "Mrs. is not such a virtuous person. My husband can still remember what you said before getting married—if other women like your clothes, jewelry and rouge gouache, they have a good relationship. Generous gift. But if someone takes a fancy to your husband, don't bother, even if you think about it for a while, you have to show that woman's color—"
Zhu Qingning's pretty face was cold, and she snorted angrily.
"Do you think I am willing? It's not your lord. What are you doing with so many Yingyingyanyan?"
Zhu Qingning is a pregnant woman, so it is easy to think too much.
Looking at Yingying Yanyan in the mansion, she always felt like something was stuck in her heart, and she felt uncomfortable.
She also knew that her husband was clean and would not touch unclean women, but she couldn't hold back the accident.
His wife is pregnant and can't serve him. What if he can't bear to steal it
Instead of letting her husband go out and touch a woman who doesn't know where she came from, it's better to pick someone who knows the bottom line!
No matter what kind of possibility, Zhu Qingning was unhappy, and his emotions were on the verge of eruption.
She is the youngest daughter whom her father loves the most, the night pearl in her palm, why would she push her husband to other women
Can't do it!
Nie Xun frowned. Although he has an exquisite mind, he is a man, and his mind and women are not on the same channel.
How did he know that his wife's worries these days were because of the maid in the palace
"After all, it's the master's good intentions, so it's not easy to refuse. Leave it in the mansion as a scene to see, if you look at the heart, you can sell it directly."
Nie Xun had never looked directly at the maid in the mansion. For him, the maid was just a servant girl who served his wife.
If these maids make the lady uncomfortable, they will naturally sell them.
Nie Xun said with a smile, "Madam was so decisive in the past, why is she indecisive now?"
Zhu Qingning let out a long sigh and said sullenly, "I don't know, I can't help but think too much during this period of time, and I can't restrain myself."
Nie Xun suggested, "Why don't you write a letter for your husband and ask your mother-in-law to come and accompany you for a while?"
If there is a mother-in-law to enlighten me, my wife should not think about it, and she will scare herself.
Zhu Qingning shook his head, "It's not right, my mother is too old to be tired."
Nie Xun said, "So—then why don't you spend more time at home for the husband?"
Zhu Qingning smiled and raised his eyebrows. The couple cuddled up and said a lot of love words, surrounded by a pink smell of dog abuse.
"That's right—Sung Yoon—"
Zhu Qingning suddenly remembered something.
"Huh?" Nie Xun answered vaguely.
"This morning, the housekeeper reported back that he had found a servant girl. The servant girl claimed to be Lang Jun's wet nurse—"
Zhu Qingning knew that her husband had been looking for his own life experience, and he found Dongqing from Zhongzhao, but the clue was broken.
Throwing into Huang Song's tent, Nie Xun did not give up his journey to find his roots.
"My wet nurse?"
Over the years, Nie Xun had seen too many liars who wanted to be fooled, and was very suspicious of the identity of this "nursing mother".
Zhu Qingning said, "Would you like to meet Mr. Lang?"
Nie Xun closed his eyes slightly, and the blushing cinnabar between his brows became more and more flamboyant. He said, "Then let's meet."
The husband and wife had dinner together, and Nie Xun coaxed Zhu Qingning to sleep, and then went to see the so-called "nursing mother".
"You say—you're my wet nurse?"
Nie Xun looked coldly at the old woman kneeling at the bottom of the hall.
The old woman waited tremblingly for a day, and when she heard Nie Xun's voice, the pearl falling on the jade plate, it was crisp and sweet, and she couldn't help but look up.
When he saw it, he froze in place, his lips twitched.
"Like-like-really like-"
The old woman murmured, as if recalling something.
Seeing her performance, Nie Xun immediately became a little interested, and asked amusingly, "Like what?"
The old woman wept and said, "Jun Erlang and Madam Zhen are too similar!"
Mrs. Zhen
Nie Xun frowned, feeling that there might be a different harvest this time.
"Who is Madam Zhen you speak of?"
The old woman said, "Mrs. Zhen is Erlang's biological mother—"
But Nie Xun didn't believe that there were too many people in the world who looked alike.
In addition, there are many flaws in some places.
The old woman said that he was the child of "Mrs. Zhen" and claimed to be his wet nurse. From this, it could be seen that Mrs. Zhen's husband's family background should be good. Since it's good, how can a boy who is just born every few hours be abducted and sold, and he will be sent to the edict
Nie Xun asked, "Do you have any evidence for saying that?"
The old woman said, "Old slave remembers clearly, Erlang-Jun was born with cinnabar between his eyebrows, and he was white and fat when he was born. He was extremely beautiful."
Nie Xun: "..."
The cinnabar between his brows has not been covered up. What kind of evidence is this