Chapter 3
The woman who knocked on the door was surnamed Xu, about thirty years old, and she was a mid-mature woman.

Although the boy next to her was only eight years old, he was tall, fair-skinned, and handsome. His pair of phoenix eyes were black and deep, like ink that could not be melted. When he sensed that someone was looking at him, he closed his eyes slightly, and stretched his eyes. His eyelashes drooped, covering the indifference in his phoenix eyes, and his hair slipped down several times, covering half of his face.

Zhen Dazhi couldn't stop stroking his goatee, his eyes showed surprise, "This son is born well at such a young age, just like me."

After seeing the true face of the man in her heart, Xie Chunxiao didn't even bother to dismiss Zhen Dazhi anymore. Then her eyes fell from the still charming Xu Niangzi to this young man, and a flash of amazement flashed in her eyes.

This son was indeed born well, but...
"I think it's better for this young lady."

Although Ms. Xu came from a prostitute, I have to say that anyone who can become an oiran must have a few talents, and she is very good just by looking at her appearance.

After experiencing the shameless Mrs. Zhang, Xie Chunxiao lost a lot of prejudice against Mrs. Xu who was born in the dust.

However, this child is not like Miss Xu, and naturally she is not like Zhen Dazhi.

Without waiting for Xie Chunxiao to speak, Lady Xu said lazily, "Who does this child belong to? Actually, I don't know, but I remember those families who had a romantic relationship with me eight years ago, and Master Zhen is among them." , Master Zhen will do a blood test with this child, if it turns out that it is your child, Madam, don't be afraid, I will leave this child behind and go where I should go."

In other words, she would not use this child to pester the Zhen family.

Xie Chunxiao's prejudice against Ms. Xu went even further. She asked someone to prepare a bowl and water, but with a light prick with a needle, a drop of Zhen Dazhi's blood was taken.

Zhen Dazhi screamed in pain.

Lady Xu took the bowl again, and gave the child the same injection. The child was surprisingly strong despite his young age, without blinking or making a sound.

After a while, the result will be known before the blood is fused together.

Lady Xu bid farewell to the Zhen family and led the child out of the house.

Master Zhen was very disappointed and went to seek comfort from Mrs. Zhang who was pregnant with his child.

Xie Chunxiao looked at the backs of the big and the young, and thought thoughtfully: "I don't know which family this is."

It is conceivable that as an illegitimate child crawling out of the belly of a prostitute, no matter whose family this child belongs to, his fate is not much better.

When she was in a trance, Zhen Baozhu jumped out with a stride.

Panting, Zhen Baozhu caught up with Miss Xu, then looked at the boy with bright eyes.

She had just recalled a very important supporting role in the original book—the puppet emperor who became the regent concubine six years later, was actually just a humble illegitimate child in the Jiangling Palace of Qingzhou, and the identity of the illegitimate child's biological mother was even more important. Despicable, a whore.

It coincides with the mother and son of Xu Niangzi today.

Zhen Baozhu felt that she accidentally met the young man who would become the emperor in the future.

Although he is a puppet, this young emperor will win the heart of the princess regent's daughter in the future, and make the regent king who is addicted to women turn to support him sincerely.

Taking precautions, Zhen Baozhu felt that it was necessary for him to establish a good relationship with the future little emperor in advance.

"Aunt Xu, wait a minute," she called out to Miss Xu, no one could refuse the kindness of the delicate and soft girl.

Ms. Xu looked at Zhen Baozhu with a questioning expression, but the boy was still puzzled and his expression was cold.

Zhen Baozhu took out a piece of veil from her bosom, and then carefully unwrapped the veil. Inside were four neat cakes, which smelled like sweet-scented osmanthus.

Only then did the young man look a little warmer. His favorite food was sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Zhen Baozhu solemnly handed the cake to Miss Xu and the young man, "It's already noon, I think you should be hungry, you might as well take this sweet-scented osmanthus cake as a cushion."

Lady Xu took a piece of pastry with a half-smile, and looked at Zhen Baozhu, "The little girl of the Zhen family is really hospitable."

Zhen Baozhu lowered his head and smiled, seeing that the young man was not moving, he took the initiative to take a piece of pastry and put it in front of the young man.

"Little brother is too skinny, you should eat more, you need to be fat to be cute, just like me."

The boy took the pastry and put it in his mouth, the sweetness was wanton, just like the little girl in front of him.

He smiled, and his face suddenly became lively, with a bit of vigor that he should have at his age.

"What's the name of the little brother?" Zhen Baozhu continued to make friends.

The young man was ashamed to speak, so he pretended to be deep.

Lady Xu said, "His name is Agou."

"Oh, it's Brother Agou." Her face was still sweet and sincere, and the humbleness and embarrassment caused by the boy's name disappeared instantly.

Zhen Baozhu continued: "Brother Agou is so good-looking, I guess your biological father is also a gentle and refined gentleman."

In fact, this is indeed the case. King Jiangling is a gentle and elegant man, but unfortunately he is not in good health.

It was rare for the young man to say, "Thank you." It was a little hoarse and dull, but Zhen Baozhu was so excited that he took off.

Lady Xu clapped her hands and said, "Okay, we should go, Miss Zhen, see you by fate."

Zhen Baozhu said: "Brother Agou and I will definitely meet again."

There was a smile on the boy's lips that he didn't even notice.

When Zhen Baozhu returned to the courtyard, Xie Chunxiao said helplessly: "Your temperament really makes me angry. When I see a handsome young man from some family, I can't look away. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

Zhen Baozhu stuck out her tongue, she didn't like the boy's beauty, but after all, that boy was indeed very handsome.

"Aniang, what are you going to do with that Mrs. Zhang?" Baozhu jumped forward, and Xie Chunxiao hugged her tightly, "This is not something you should care about."

There was a trace of sadness in Xie Chunxiao's eyes. To Mrs. Zhang, because she was the wife of her husband's benefactor, she had no qualms about treating her as a good sister and took care of her every time, but this person took advantage of her kindness to get close to her husband. .

The husband should naturally repair it, but Mrs. Zhang will not let it go lightly, but she is not ready to do it right now.

When the fish thinks that he is about to turn himself over to be the master, wouldn't it be more interesting to skin her and cramp her, and watch her struggle feebly?
"The house is full of smog now, and there are all kinds of people. The influence on Baozhu is always bad. I plan to take Baozhu to Jiangling Palace for a short stay." Xie Chunxiao asked someone to send a message to Master Zhen, and packed up his things. Together with Xiao Baozhu, he went to Jiangling Palace.

(End of this chapter)

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