Author: Kyuubi-kun

When night fell, the two of them walked hand in hand up the stone-paved path from another field ridge and returned to the main courtyard talking and laughing. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard gate, Yinzhen's smile froze on his face, and his son and daughter began to make trouble again.

Demonic.

The cry is really harsh!

With a dark face, Yinzhen said calmly: "Ignore them, let's have dinner first. We made braised rabbit in the dining room. It won't taste good when it gets cold."

"Master." Wu Lingzhu acted coquettishly silently.

Yinzhen was unmoved and took her hand into the main room. He let go of her hand and walked around the screen into the inner room. He took out three coats from inside and handed them to Aunt Su, "Here, Nanny Su."

Send it."

What the hell?

Wu Lingzhu was confused.

Yinzhen said again: "Don't they like the fragrance of Fujin's body? Send it to them to keep on the side." It's the same.

Wu Lingzhu was stunned. How could he still be like this? What an amazing operation!

"This" Wan Qi took the thing and was immediately confused by Yinzhen's saucy operation.

"Go quickly." Annoyed.

Yinzhen had a sullen face, and Wan Qi was also afraid, so he had no choice but to go. Unexpectedly, the child's cry could no longer be heard after a while. Yinzhen felt better, and Wu Lingzhu looked subtle.

Aunt Su's thoughts were also complicated. The three young masters really liked the scent of Fujin's body.

"Okay, let's have someone prepare the meal." Yinzhen held the person's hand and sat down at the table.

Aunt Su was polite, and she only left after a cup of tea before she came back with Su Peisheng. Behind them were the servants serving the food, all of whom were brought from the mansion. The food was not as rich as when they were at the mansion, but the taste was not the same.

It was so good that Wu Lingzhu couldn't stop praising it as soon as he tasted it.

"It's tender and tasty, bright in color, salty and delicious." Wu Lingzhu took another chopstick to Yinzhen, "Master, you can try it too, it's good."

Yinzhen held her hand and ate with her chopsticks. Wu Lingzhu was funny and a little shy, "How is it? It's delicious."

"Well, it's okay." Yinzhen let go of his hand, feeling a little disappointed, "Thank you."

"Yes." Aunt Su wrote this down.

After the meal, the couple washed up and went to bed early. Wu Lingzhu wanted to go see the three children, but Yinzhen kept her tightly locked in his arms and couldn't move; let alone see the children, he just couldn't move.

It might wake him up at once.

She had no choice but to give up. Fortunately, the child didn't cry, and Wu Lingzhu fell asleep leaning against Yinzhen.

When her breathing stabilized, Yinzhen opened her eyes and looked down at little Fujin who was sleeping peacefully. Yinzhen suddenly regretted having a child so early; however, you have to have a child sooner or later, that's all, you have everything, so try not to

Just let the children cling to little Fujin.

After a dreamless night, Yinzhen, who wanted to understand, resolutely carried out the execution to the end, and gave the death order to the three nuns serving around Wu Lingzhu; the elder brother gave them Fujin's clothes because he was crying, and he was determined not to let Fujin care about everything anymore.

Aunt Su and Wan Qi smiled and nodded, "Master, the slaves understand what to do."

Wu Lingzhu sat by the bed and was speechless for a while. She began to reflect. Could it be that she cared too much about the child and ignored him? How could he have such a big opinion about the child? She thought silently for a while, until Yinzhen

I didn't even come back to my senses after leaving.

"Fujin, Fujin."

"Ah?" Wu Lingzhu woke up, "What's wrong?"

Wan Qi said: "Fu Jin, what are you thinking about? I called you several times but you didn't come back to your senses."

"Nothing, I'm leaving?" Wu Lingzhu asked.

"Yes, Fujin, the master has just left." After Wan Qi finished speaking, he looked outside the screen. Aunt Su had not come in yet and was greeting the servants outside and setting up the meal. "The master left even though he had no use for breakfast."

, I don’t know where to go.”

Wu Lingzhu thought thoughtfully and said, "Instruct the dining room to warm the breakfast until I come back."

"Okay, Fujin." Wan Qi responded with a smile, helped her put on her clothes, and after washing, helped her out of the inner room and sat down at the dining table, "Fujin, please go to the dining room first."

"Go ahead."

Wan Qi turned around and left. Aunt Su was waiting on her. Wu Lingzhu simply ate some. When Wan Qi turned around, Wu Lingzhu had already filled his stomach and put down his chopsticks.

"Fu Jin, I have asked the people in the kitchen to warm the breakfast."

"Come on, let's go for a walk outside." Wu Lingzhu stood up and walked around the dining table.

Aunt Su and Wan Qi couldn't keep up at the same time. In the end, Wan Qi stayed behind and ordered people to clean up the mess. Aunt Su and Aunt Tian who came back from outside followed them out of Zhuangzi.

There is still a layer of white fog outside Zhuangzi, and the water vapor is very heavy; the mountains and forests behind are stained with a layer of fog, and they are not as clear as yesterday.

"Where have you gone?" Wu Lingzhu stopped and saw no one on either side.

Aunt Su said: "Fu Jin, I listened to the conversation between Master and Eunuch Su. It seems that someone came to see Master, maybe someone from the palace." No one who was not from the palace came to look for him during this gap.

Master.

Wu Lingzhu nodded slightly and said, "That's all. Did you go to see the steward of Zhuangzi yesterday?"

"Looking for it, your order has been given. I think the results will come soon." In winter, there is no need to feed chickens, ducks, pigs, etc., and there are not so many poultry to eat. These vegetables are more beautiful to consume; many of them are eaten.

Made into pickles or kimchi.

Of course, there are many families who make pickles, and not every household can make pickles. Some don’t have them; feudal society is very strict about things like inheritance and secret recipes, no matter which family has such things.

They will all hide it.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Wu Lingzhu stopped asking, "There is heavy fog in the mountains and we can't go into the mountains. Let's wait until the fog clears to see again."

"Fu Jin, if my master is not here, you'd better not go into the mountain." Mother Su said.

Aunt Tian also agreed, "Master, I'm afraid I'll be anxious if I don't see you when I get back."

Wu Lingzhu was speechless. What the two nuns said was really possible, so after much deliberation, she simply gave up.

"Okay, let's wait until I come back. Let's continue walking; it's more comfortable outside than staying inside." It's like this in winter, I always want to move, even if it's just a walk.

After walking around outside, Wu Lingzhu took a look at the entire fields outside Zhuangzi, and gained a new understanding of the hard work of the tenant farmers; there are many fields inside Zhuangzi, and even more outside, but these

The tenant farmers took good care of the fields inside and outside the village.

The Hot Spring Villa is very large, and the land is enclosed. Except for a few surrounding villages, the rest belongs to the Sibeile Mansion. Who said this was the dowry of Queen Tong? After the death of Queen Tong, Yinzhen circled here again.

If you own a piece of land and don't build a village, there will naturally be more fields.

Seeing these things, Wu Lingzhu suddenly felt that it would be good to plant corn here; instead of planting it outside, just plant it in the village and no one would see it. Everyone knows that this is Sibeile's territory, and no one will come looking for it for no reason.

trouble.
Chapter completed!