The night gradually became dark. The boy on the bed had been playing for a day. In the gentle voice of his mother, he quickly fell asleep with a smile on his lips.

Dong Yue'er sat on the chair on the side of the bed, looking at her sleeping son, another face appeared in her mind. After seven years of not seeing him, the man's appearance was a little blurred, with only a pair of phoenix eyes left, either gentle or disgusted, or pity or ruthless, and alternately appeared. She could remember it because her son's eyes looked too much like him.

Chu Sui, Chu Shiqian, he made her suffer a lot.

Dong Yue'er lowered her head and cried silently.

When Chu followed her and she was pregnant after taking the doctor, Dong Yue'er was overjoyed and asked Chu Sui to write a letter to her nanny to inform him. The nanny agreed, and Dong Yue'er waited at home with peace of mind. A few days later, she suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and saw a man in black around her, claiming that he was the person sent by Chu Sui to pick her up and wanted to pick her up to the capital.

How could Dong Yue'er rashly believe a stranger who broke into her room at night? It was not until the other party told Chu Sui's identity in detail and even told her that the family of four whom she met by chance on the shore of Dongting Lake that day was the third wife of the Lu family of the Minister of War in the capital. After all, if the man in black was not sent by Chu Sui, he would not have known what happened in Yueyang.

The man in black is Uncle Zhou. Uncle Zhou said that Chu Sui wanted to arrange another identity for her and ordered her to pretend to go back to Yueyang to find her relatives first. Dong Yueer trusted Uncle Zhou wholeheartedly, but they were robbed and killed by bandits halfway through. All the servants arranged by Chu Sui were killed, and she was raped by the murderer to a remote mountain village and met Uncle Zhou again.

Dong Yue'er didn't understand why Uncle Zhou wanted to kill someone. Uncle Zhou told her that Chu Sui knew she was pregnant and was afraid that she would bring her son to Beijing in the future to cause trouble for him, so she specially hired a killer to make her a corpse and live. Uncle Zhou was the leader of the killer. That night he was going to kill her, but when he saw that she was infatuated with Chu Sui, he suddenly couldn't bear to take action and temporarily changed his plan to help her get rid of Chu Sui's suspicion.

When he heard that Chu Sui was taking her life, Dong Yue'er was heartbroken. Uncle Zhou was by her side, caring for her considerately, gently untie her, and then took her away from home and hiding her name. When she was pregnant, Uncle Zhou tried every means to make her happy. Brother Run was born, and Uncle Zhou treated Brother Run like his own flesh and blood. Uncle Zhou was so good. Although there was a scar on his face, Dong Yue'er was still moved uncontrollably. She knew that Uncle Zhou liked her, but he was too honest. Dong Yue'er was determined to repay her. Finally, she mustered up the courage to lean into Uncle Zhou's arms on New Year's Eve when Brother Run was two years old.

Uncle Zhou was like crazy that night, and Dong Yue'er was not feeling well, but she felt that Uncle Zhou loved her so much that she didn't control her well, and she was still very satisfied. As expected, Uncle Zhou became much gentler later. However, Uncle Zhou was worried that one day, Chu Sui would seek revenge, so she insisted on not being married to her openly, and she did not allow her to tell Brother Run and always took care of her as a housekeeper.

But when Run Ge'er was four years old, she was beaten by the child next door. One night later, Uncle Zhou suddenly told her that he had to resist touching her. In addition to his concern for Chu Sui, he was also because he suffered from incurable diseases and could live to 40 at most. Uncle Zhou was afraid that she and Run Ge'er would be bullied after his death, so he thought about it repeatedly and decided to help her get the title she deserved and help Run Ge'er recognize her ancestors.

Chu Sui was the one who wanted her to live with both corpses. Dong Yue'er didn't want to find him anymore. She just wanted to continue to stay with Uncle Zhou. Even if there were only more than ten years left, it didn't matter, but Uncle Zhou had made up his mind and insisted on taking her north and finally settled in this town. At that time, Dong Yue'er lived a trembling day, afraid that Uncle Zhou would bring Chu Sui over the next day. Later, Uncle Zhou said that he had to wait for the right opportunity. He did not move any action last year. Dong Yue'er relaxed without realizing it, feeling that the day he would be far away from separation with Uncle Zhou.

But today, Uncle Zhou mentioned Chu Sui again, and it was the news that Chu Sui went to someone else's house to propose marriage.

Dong Yue'er thought she was only afraid of Chu Sui, but suddenly she felt wronged when she heard that Chu Sui was going to marry. Did he know that she gave birth to a lively and intelligent son for him? Did he know how much suffering she suffered from ten months of pregnancy? Did he know that Run Ge'er had been seriously ill once. If Uncle Zhou had not spent a lot of money to hire a master, Run Ge'er would have almost died?

If it weren't for Uncle Zhou, she and her son would have died long ago, but Chu Sui was like there was no such person in the world, and wanted to marry another woman.

The inner room door curtain was suddenly lifted up, and Dong Yue'er raised her head in panic.

Uncle Zhou stood at the door, lifting the curtain with one hand, looking at him, he raised his chin outside, and then lowered the curtain.

Dong Yue'er wiped her tears quickly and finally looked at her son. She went outside nervously. Her son was taken care of by the wet nurse at night, so she didn't need to worry. The wet nurse was Uncle Zhou's confidant. She had already known her relationship with Uncle Zhou and kept her mouth tight. Dong Yue'er didn't have to hide it anymore. She followed Uncle Zhou and went to her room together.

"Why did you cry?" Uncle Zhou sat on the bed with the man in his arms and asked in a low voice, his tone was intriguing, "Because he wants to get married?"

Dong Yue'er burst into tears silently and shook her head and said, "No, I am a frustrated brother." She met a man who really liked her. No matter who Chu Sui married anyone, she had nothing to do with her, but her son was obviously from the dignified Duke of Chu's mansion, but she suffered so much since she was a child. She was wandering with her and was not as free as ordinary rich children.

Uncle Zhou took out a handkerchief to help the woman in her arms wipe her tears, and said quietly: "It is precisely because of the injustice that Brother Run has to accept his ancestors and return to his hometown."

When Dong Yue'er heard this, she cried even harder and hugged him tightly: "Are you going to send us to see him? What if he doesn't want to admit us and wants to kill me and Brother Run?"

"No, he wanted to kill you before Brother Run was born, just because he was afraid that he would not be able to make up his mind when the child was born. Now Brother Run is more and more like him, and is extremely intelligent. The descendants of the Duke's Mansion are not prosperous. As long as the Grandmaster sees Brother Run, he will definitely recognize the child. The reason why I am waiting is to wait for Chu Sui to get married. Once Miss Wan enters the door and becomes the Chu family's wife, the Grandma does not have to worry about recognizing her son in advance and affecting Chu Sui's marriage."

"What about me? I am already yours, and I don't want to follow him anymore..." The more carefully the man planned, the more confident he would be to send her to the Duke's Mansion. Dong Yue'er really couldn't bear to leave Uncle Zhou, buried her in Uncle Zhou's arms and cried bitterly, "Brother Zhou, you and I are not a couple, are you really willing to leave me?"

Uncle Zhou raised his head and looked at the window without any emotion.

Just a Dong Yueer, a woman who is easily attracted to Chu Sui's flesh and blood, is also worthy of being his wife?

"I'm reluctant to leave, I'm even more afraid that you will forget me immediately when you see Chu Sui now." Uncle Zhou slowly put the person on the bed and said meaningfully.

Dong Yue'er was stunned for a moment, then immediately hugged Uncle Zhou and sweared: "No, even if you send me back, I will only remember you in my heart!"

In the darkness, Uncle Zhou smiled sarcastically. Chu Sui is younger than him and more noble than him. A person with a scar-faced and handsome face like Dong Yue'er may forget something when he sees Chu Sui, and then try every means to win Chu Sui's favor again? But he doesn't care. He has no feelings for Dong Yue'er. The reason why he touched her was just to use this to control her. In the future, Dong Yue'er dared to disobey, he would use his personal love to threaten her.

Two quarters of an hour later, Dong Yue'er collapsed softly on the brocade mattress, gasping for breath with her eyes closed.

Uncle Zhou stroked her long hair all the time and reminded her in a low and dumb voice, "His wedding date should be scheduled next year, and tomorrow will start. I will arrange for someone to teach you something. Yue'er will study hard, and you can gain a foothold in the Duke's Mansion. Brother Run will be successful in the future. I will be at ease with you."

"Brother Zhou..." Dong Yue'er suddenly woke up. Listening to the man's lonely voice, she felt sad and threw herself into the man's arms again.

Uncle Zhou patted her on the shoulder and stopped talking.

~

On the fifth day of the Chu State Mansion, Lu Mingyu took a break and went to the clean room to check. Seeing that the moon cloth was clean, he knew that the menstrual period was completely over. Recalling that Chu Xing was already stupid last night, he was eager to move. Lu Mingyu snickered and sewed the last few stitches. Lu Mingyu ordered the maids to prepare water, and she took a comfortable bath.

The newly picked rose petals floated on the water. After washing them twice in advance, they still emitted a refreshing fragrance of flowers. Lu Mingyu picked up a petal and held it in her palm and smelled it. She still loved the fragrance of roses the most in so many kinds of flowers.

After washing up, Lu Mingyu took a travel notes and sat under the osmanthus tree in the yard to read, and then dried her hair. The red sun was drooping, the sun was bright and dazzling, but it was cool under the shade. On the coffee table next to the rattan chair were iced summer melons, and the red flesh cut into the size of cherries was placed in a celadon fruit plate with bright colors. They were tied with bamboo sticks and put into their mouths. The sand was sweet and delicious.

Lu Mingyu leaned comfortably on the rattan chair, wearing a small shirt with orchid leaves on white background, with a lotus-red long skirt underneath, and a pair of small feet exposed from the hem of the skirt, only one foot away from the edge of the rattan chair. In midsummer, it was in his own courtyard again, Lu Mingyu came from the comfort of her. She did not wear socks, and her white and clean feet were like two white-haired rabbits emerging from the lotus, small and cute.

Chu Xing turned around the corner of the corridor and saw the situation in the courtyard, and couldn't help but pause.

Lu Mingyu did not see her man. Peach blossom eyes stared at the pages. When she saw the interesting things, she chuckled softly and unconsciously bent her legs. Her two little feet were like a rabbit who saw a stranger, hiding under the hem of the lotus red skirt.

Caisang sat on a small stool beside him, holding a round fan in his hand, and gently fanned the wind so that no flies would approach the fruit plate. With his head down, Madam Seizure's little hand reached over again. Caisang smiled softly and thorned a piece of melon again. He was about to hand it over, but when he looked up, he saw the Duke in the opposite corridor coming back, standing there motionlessly. When he saw her, the man continued to move forward.

"Madam..." Caisang whispered to remind his master, and stood up at the same time, retreating behind Lu Mingyu.

Lu Mingyu turned her head and saw Chu Xing who returned home at least three quarters of an hour earlier than yesterday. She quickly sat down and quietly touched her hair, almost dry. The hair she had just washed was fluffy and not smooth enough. Lu Mingyu didn't want to get along with Chu Xing like this. She moved her skirt and put her feet in the shower and put her clogs with red agate-breaking beads on the upper, and turned her back to the man who was approaching and said, "You sit first, I'll comb your hair."

"Hair is dry?" Chu Xing stopped in front of her intentionally or unintentionally and looked down at her.

Lu Mingyu was about to nod, but Chu Xing suddenly raised his hand and inserted his fingers into the thick black hair behind her. He gently stroked it, like a waterfall, and moved it out from one side. Worried that his hair would be messy, Lu Mingyu's backhanded hair, so he heard the man say on top of her head: "It's not dry yet, let it go for a while." After that, he held Lu Mingyu's hand and helped her to the rattan chair.

When Lu Mingyu was asked to sit on the rattan chair, he sat on the small wooden stool that Caisang had just sat on. Fortunately, the others were taller, and the small wooden stool was much shorter than the rattan chair. He sat down upright, but the gap was not that obvious. Although the couple had the same bed these days, Chu Xing was well-behaved, and the relationship between the two seemed to be a little weaker. At this time, sitting in the shady yard, Lu Mingyu was a little nervous and dared to look below Chu Xing's chest.

As a result, he sat there for a while and didn't move.

Caisang had already been away from him. Lu Mingyu quietly raised his eyes, but saw Chu Xingfeng's eyes looking at the ground. Lu Mingyu lowered his head in confusion, and saw his feet exposed outside at a glance. Her face turned red. After glancing at the melon slices on the coffee table, he hurriedly advised him: "This is just taken out of the ice warehouse, and it's still iced. You can try it."

Chu Xing nodded softly, picked up the spare bamboo stick and went to pick the melon slices. He used to holding the sword hand, but it was very awkward. He thorned the hem of the skirt twice in a row, hid his feet and turned his head, and saw the melon slices that had just left the plate fell off the bamboo stick.

The man put down the bamboo sticks silently and didn't want to eat them anymore.

Lu Mingyu couldn't help laughing. Chu Xing sat upright. She picked up his bamboo stick, skillfully tied it up, and handed it to him with her eyes down.

Chu Xing took it silently, looking at her feet again, but only saw the lotus red skirt, and savoring the sweetness of the melon skin, a smile appeared in Chu Xing's eyes. But she hadn't touched her for a few days, and she was thinner back. She was even embarrassed to show her feet, and she even used the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Chu Xing liked her look of lying comfortably on the rattan chair. Since she became restrained, Chu Xing didn't want to waste time anymore. He raised his hand and touched her hair again, and said lightly: "It's almost done."

Lu Mingyu didn't know whether it was true or not. Since he said that, she immediately stood up and said softly: "Then I'll go comb my hair."

After only two steps, the man behind him also got up and followed her only one step away. Lu Mingyu couldn't help but be beating faster. He pretended to be calm and stepped into the main hall, wanting to ask Lan Yue to enter the room to help comb his hair, but Chu Xing spoke first before her: "Summer melons are cold in nature, and it is not advisable for you to eat too much, so I will give you the gifts on the table outside."

Lengyue, Caisang thanked her in unison, and went to the osmanthus tree to eat melons with tactfulness.

Lu Mingyu stopped at the door of the outside room, listening to the footsteps of the maids leaving, she finally determined the danger. She was panicked, dinner was useless, and she still prefers that kind of thing. When the night is late, the couple is quiet and quiet, come now. With Chu Xing's ability, she doesn't have to expect it for at least half an hour. Even if she doesn't work hard, the maids can guess.

She turned around slowly and complained in a low voice: "I have only eaten a few pieces..."

Chu Xing had already fallen into her plan and looked at her blushing cheeks. She knew what he was going to do but wanted to delay. Chu Xing said nothing, and went forward, bent down, and skillfully picked her up. He was so arrogant that he didn't even ask for excuses. Lu Mingyu beat his chest in shame and anger, "Can you wait a little longer?"

Chu Xing just walked forward, strode into the inner room with his wife, and headed straight for the bed.

Passing by the closet, Lu Mingyu suddenly raised a glimmer of hope, hurriedly climbed over his shoulder, raised his head and said, "Mr. Guo, I made a summer robe for you. I just made it. Do you want to try it now?"

Chu Xing lowered his eyes. Facing his sharp phoenix eyes, Lu Mingyu opened his eyes guiltily, his face as if it were peach blossoms.

Chu Xing swept to the wardrobe, looked at the crow-green robe on his body, and then put her down.

Lu Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief. It took time to change clothes. She deliberately picked up the problem and tried to set up the meal after a while.
Chapter completed!