First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 92

This winter, which has not been very cold, finally cooled down completely after two consecutive heavy snowfalls.

Du Rongzhi held a pair of tiger-toed shoes the size of her palm in her hand.The tiger embroidered on it is vivid, with black eyes, pink face, bright colors and fine stitches, it is very pleasing to look at.

There are also two exquisite children's clothes in the tray, which can be seen from a lot of effort.

Du Rongzhi couldn't help laughing and said, "Your work is really exquisite."

Fu Jingrou hurriedly said, "Young Madam, it's ridiculous."

Du Rongzhi put the tiger shoes back into the tray with a smile, and motioned Qing He to put them away, "I saw that the calamus-patterned headband you made for me earlier was very good, and I liked it very much. If you If you have time, you might as well make some more underwear," Du Rongzhi smiled lazily, "You know, I'm heavy now, and I don't like sewing much... Many of my old ones are already old. "

After hearing this, Fu Jingrou couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.It is gratifying to think that Song Zixun will be able to wear the clothes she made next to his body every day, but hearing Du Rongzhi triumphantly talk about his stomach feels very unpleasant, and then think of Song Zixun coming and going every time he goes back to his place Hastily, and never spend the night in her room... The more I hate Du Rongzhi, the more I hate Du Rongzhi.But there was a flattered expression on his face, "Yes, as long as the young lady doesn't think my concubine's work is vulgar, I can do anything."

Du Rongzhi smiled and said, "Then it will be hard work for you."

"Young madam can ruin my concubine's life." Fu Jingrou said respectfully, "It is my concubine's blessing to be able to share my worries for young madam."

Du Rongzhi didn't say any more, just smiled and invited her to eat the snacks just brought by the kitchen.

Fu Jingrou responded gently, and inadvertently raised her hand to straighten her temples.On the snow-white slender wrist is a string of red coral bracelets, and the delicate and glamorous color further complements the delicate luster of the white wrist like suet jade.

As if feeling Du Rongzhi's gaze, Fu Jingrou lowered her arms a little awkwardly, and pulled down her sleeves a little, then lowered her head and ate the snack in front of her without looking sideways.

Du Rongzhi thought it was funny, and asked Xianyun to lead someone to the warehouse to choose a few bolts of fabric suitable for making Song Zixun's inner coat, and then sent her back.

As soon as Fu Jingrou stepped out of the door, Nanny An couldn't help but spit, "Things with shallow eyelids, everyone who looks at them has never seen a good thing like her!"

Du Rongzhi smiled noncommittally, "Our master is generous."

Mother An was afraid that she would be unhappy, so she didn't dare to say any more, so she changed the subject and said, "Young Madam, why did you hand over all of my master's underwear to her? It's because you can't do it now, and there are servants, right? Anyway It’s just a matter of these few months, and it’s something my grandfather wears next to me..."

She is rare!

Du Rongzhi looked at the blooming wintersweet in the vase, "Let her do it. This woman can't be idle. If she is idle, she will make trouble. I wish she could make ten sets or eight sets for my master." " Du Rongzhi stood up as she spoke, and rubbed her waist, which had become increasingly swollen and sore recently, "Come on, Nanny, accompany me for a walk in the garden."

Mother An froze for a moment, then smiled, "It just snowed, and it's freezing outside... If you want to go out to get some fresh air, let's walk around the yard, what do you think?"

Du Rongzhi was not in a hurry to deny it, but just asked her, "Have we planted wintersweet in our yard?"

Seeing Nanny An's helpless expression, Du Rongzhi smiled faintly.

"Let's go." She said, "I know a place where there are few people and it is clean."

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Standing alone in the open space is a wintersweet plant. The blooming flowers on the branch are still shining golden under the cover of white snow, which brings a little vitality to this lonely and cold place.

"How does Young Madam know that there are wintersweets growing here?" Madam An asked curiously, then glanced at the lacquered gate of Fangfei Courtyard, nodded and said, "It's really deserted."

Du Rongzhi smiled, "I also came here once and found it by accident." He picked the most delicate and best-blooming wintersweet on the branch, and slowly played with it in his palm.

"The flowers are blooming well, but after all it's a bit deserted." Mother An didn't doubt that he was there, and said casually, "If you want to see it, why don't you go to Qingyin Pavilion, there is a big plum forest outside, no better than here Is there too much?" She really didn't think there was anything attractive about being bald everywhere.

"Don't you like it here?" Du Rongzhi smiled lightly, "But I think it's very good." Once upon a time, this was the only glamor in her isolated world, the last point in those dark days bright.

Her voice was as gentle and calm as ever, she was talking about something very common, but Madam An's heart tightened inexplicably, as if she had been pricked by a needle, and when she had to think about it carefully, she seemed to be unable to understand anything. Can't feel it anymore.

She opened her mouth and was about to say something when she heard footsteps not far away.

"So you're here." Song Zixun walked towards them with a smile, "It's easy for me to find."

Du Rongzhi was about to salute, but he stretched out his hand and grabbed her. She didn't break free, and simply stood up straight, smiling like a flower, "You came back so early today."

"Yeah." He frowned, and said displeasedly, "Why are your hands so cold?" He glanced coldly at Nanny An and the others who were serving him, and said lightly, "You're not in good health in this weather, so why don't you get cold?" Shouldn't have come out."

Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly confessed.

Du Rongzhi pouted and said angrily, "It's my concubine who wants to see Lamei, and they can't persuade me."

Song Zixun snorted coldly before calling them up.

"If you like it, we can plant a few in our yard later." Didn't have to run so far.

Du Rongzhi hummed lightly, glanced at the lacquered gate of Fangfei's courtyard, and asked casually, "Who lived here before? It looks very deserted."

Song Zixun thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "It was an old aunt of my grandfather... who was sent here for disobedience to my grandfather. Later, my grandfather passed away and went to the temple." Song Zixun paused, "She also planted this wintersweet plant. .”

Du Rongzhi nodded, and said softly, "No wonder."

"what?"

Du Rongzhi glanced at him with a half-smile, turned around and said, "It's nothing. I just feel a little cold. Let's go back."

Although it was just a casual glance, the cold light that flashed across those bright eyes made the cold person feel cold all over his body.

Song Zixun's expression froze.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Du Rongzhi asked curiously, "What's the matter with you?" The big black and white eyes were as clear as usual, sparkling with waves.

It seems that I have spent too long at my desk recently, and even my eyes are blurred...

Song Zixun laughed at himself, took her hand and said, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)