First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 39 She's Not in the Mood
Knowing that Song Zixun hadn't done anything with Fu Jingrou until now, Du Rongzhi was a little stunned.

Nanny An nodded triumphantly, "The handkerchief servants have all seen it, it's true."

he is...

Seeing that Du Rongzhi was silent, only staring at the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in water on the big red brocade quilt on the bed, Madam An thought she was still sad about Song Zixun's taking a concubine, so she couldn't help but persuade her earnestly, "Look away, too." How can there be a man who doesn't take a concubine? What's more, the master still values ​​you so much. He hasn't even been to Fu's house these days because of your illness... In a woman's life, what is more important than her husband's attention You don't have to think about it... The imperial doctor also said that you are thinking too much before wind evil enters your body... You need to rest well."

Du Rongzhi pursed her lips disapprovingly.

She felt that it was a bit exaggerated... If Song Zixun hadn't pulled her around to mess around the night before, she wouldn't have gotten sick.

If it doesn't work...then it won't work!Anyway, he found it himself.

Besides, if the meat rots in the pot, sooner or later it will be his.

She was too lazy to worry about him.

So he asked, "Where is Fu's side? Is he still alive these days?"

Nanny An curled her lips, "I came here twice in a pretense, saying that I was going to take care of you...Who would believe it! Didn't she want to seduce Master to go to her room? I asked the slaves to send them away."

Du Rongzhi couldn't help laughing, and said coquettishly, "Nurse, what can I do without you?"

"Well," Nanny An pretended to be serious and gave her a serious look. She couldn't hold back and smiled, "You should get well soon, and I will be thankful to the maidservant."

Du Rongzhi just laughed.

Yeah, it should get better too.

No matter how bad it is, how can Fu's play be sung...

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Du Rongzhi had just recovered, and her body was still a little weak. After taking medicine at night, she took a rest early.

I don't know when it was at night... Du Rongzhi was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt a chill under the quilt... Then he was hugged into a warm embrace.

She was sleeping soundly at first, but when someone disturbed her for no reason, Qingmeng suddenly became unwilling, frowned and pushed back with her elbow, but the man's band was too tight, and she couldn't break free no matter what, she had no choice but to He snorted twice angrily... After a while, there was no movement again.

"Ah—" There was a sudden pain in his neck.

Du Rongzhi suddenly woke up from the pain.

She hurriedly sat up, protecting her neck with her hands, "Why are you here?!"

In the darkness, Song Zixun raised his eyebrows with his head resting on his arms, "I can't come?"

"No, but—"

"Lie down," he ordered.

Du Rongzhi was stunned for a while, and could only lie back in bed embarrassingly.

"Didn't you just recover from your illness? Toss around." He scolded impatiently, wrapped her tightly with a quilt, and hugged her into his arms again.

Is she tossing it? !
Du Rongzhi slandered in his heart, but he still had to say gratefully, "Thank you, Lord."

He hummed casually.

The person in his arms was a little too thin.

He hugged her silently, his wife's hair was lightly fragrant, mixed with the smell of medicine, it smelled very pleasant.

...he just felt at ease.

No wonder Fu Shi was standing in front of him that day, but he couldn't arouse the slightest interest...

At first, he thought that something was wrong with him... But now that he is holding Du Rongzhi, he fully understands.

To him, Mrs. Fu is a relative and a younger sister, and he couldn't convince himself to attack his younger sister.

But Du Shi is completely different...

He likes the sparkle in her big bright eyes; he likes her coquettishness and ignorance when she is petty; he likes her gentleness and obedience when she flatters him...

He has always thought of himself as an ascetic person...

But every time I think about it, I still can't help but feel my heart skip a beat.

Just like now, but in just a few days, he missed that feeling again...

Sensing his "show of favor", Du Rongzhi's eyelids twitched.

It would be fine as usual, but these days she remembered a lot of things from the past... She couldn't help but resist him.

"Father..."

"Huh?" He buried himself in the crescent of her neck.

Du Rongzhi shrank her neck, "...the imperial doctor said that I need to rest for a few days, and also gave me a prescription for recuperation."

"En." The hand around her waist not only did not let go, but tightened even more.

Du Rongzhi clenched his lower lip, but he didn't make any further moves.

It's been a long time.

He finally sighed and turned away.

"Go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)