First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 18
Mrs. Du saw that Du Rongzhi's mood was unstable many times today, and she was afraid that Du Rongzhi would cry when she parted later, and she would let someone who cared see her, and the Song family would be displeased by telling stories, so she didn't dare to show up, and only sent Yang Mammy came out to see them off.

Nanny Yang watched Du Rongzhi grow up, and she felt uncomfortable seeing her reluctant to leave, so she could only smile, "Madam won't come out to see you off...everything is fine at home, just rest assured and take care of yourself." live with my aunt."

Du Rongzhi nodded, "I won't be by my mother's side in the future, I hope the nanny will take care of her." After thinking about it, she instructed, "Tomorrow, the imperial physician will send someone to tell me after the pulse diagnosis."

Nanny Yang quickly agreed.

"There is one more thing... Since my mother is not feeling well, I think it's better to avoid the morning and evening for the past few days... Otherwise, I have to spend some energy to deal with them, but the loss outweighs the gain. Mammy also advised me Advise mother."

"Hey, don't worry... the old slave will save it."

Du Rongzhi only smiled.How could it be so easy to let go of this heart...

The new couple had to go back before the sun set, no matter how reluctant Ren Du Rongzhi was, Song Zixun helped him into the carriage back home.

He drank wine at noon, and he was a little tired at this time, so he simply followed Du Rongzhi into the car.

The originally spacious compartment suddenly became a bit crowded.

Du Rongzhi sat quietly in a corner, the noisy voices became farther and farther away, and gradually only the sound of wheels rolling on the ground could be heard in his ears.

She felt very confused.

She never thought... that her mother's death would be a long-planned conspiracy.

But... when did it start?
It was only a few months before Jin Sixue was introduced to the capital from Beiyu...

Du Rongzhi rubbed the center of his brows wearily.Today, although she persuaded her mother to move Jin Sixue to the front hall, the harm could not be eradicated completely.If you do mental calculations but don't care, God knows what will happen later, if you want to prevent it then, it will be even more difficult...

Thinking of that faint fragrance... Du Rongzhi suddenly remembered something: that fragrance was actually emanating from Aunt Zhao herself!

If she really knew the function of Jinsixue rhizome, how would she dare to test the poison herself? !

...Could it be that I made a mistake?

Aunt Zhao didn't know about it, she just got it by chance and harmed her mother unintentionally?Or someone deliberately wanted to use her hands to get rid of the mother, so as to kill two birds with one stone and benefit the fisherman?

But looking back on the previous life, it seems that none of the aunts benefited after the mother died of illness - the father and mother were deeply in love with each other, and since the mother passed away, the father has aged a lot.And until he was framed and imprisoned, he kept guarding his mother... As for Aunt Zhao, I heard that she fell seriously ill later, and I never saw her again...

The only benefit of the whole thing...

Du Rongzhi clenched her hands subconsciously.

If the child in the mother's womb can be born safely this time, it will be a girl, but if it is a boy...

a boy……

Du Rongzhi suddenly shivered as if falling into an ice cellar.

It would be terrible if things were really what she thought!

As for Du Yunting, does he know what Aunt Zhao has done for him?Or knowing it, but pretending not to know?What's more... Could it be that he instructed his aunt to do all of this...

Du Rongzhi only felt that the whole person seemed to be trapped in layers of fog and could no longer get out of it.

Du Rongzhi was thinking distractedly when his shoulders suddenly sank - it was because Song Zixun, who had suffered from insomnia last night, couldn't hold on and fell asleep leaning against her.

She moved out uncomfortably, but Song Zixun seemed to feel it, subconsciously stretched out his arms around her waist, and found a more comfortable position to hug her - the top of his head even rubbed against her neck.

Du Rongzhi froze, and finally dared not move anymore.

She looked at the man leaning on her with a complicated expression.

Before I met my parents, I always held a little extravagant hope, imagining that if I could reconcile one day, I could start again.But now... Du Rongzhi slowly lowered her eyes.

Mother was right.

If you want to gain a firm foothold in the Duke's Mansion, there is nothing more reliable than a son-in-law.

She needs a baby.

A her and his child.

(End of this chapter)