One Thousand and Twenty-Seven: Everyone's Abacus (3)

"My lord is back—" Zhu Qingning was sitting in the hall embroidering, when she heard the voice of a servant greeting her outside the door, she hurriedly got up to greet her, and before she had taken two steps, her lord had already stepped forward to stop her "What are you doing so carefully?"

The corners of Nie Xun's lips were lightly raised, and his bright smile made the cinnabar between his eyebrows as red as blood.

He said, "Wu Niang has twin bodies now, if there is something wrong, wouldn't it be her husband's life?"

Zhu Qingning blushed and said angrily, "Oh, why do you treat me so well when I think it's because of your belly."

Faced with this "proposition", Nie Xun did not panic, but instead helped Zhu Qingning back to the main hall.

"Wu Niang's words are embarrassing. It is clear that she loves Wu Niang, so she values ​​the child in your womb. You guys are all husband's treasures, and it hurts to treat anyone badly." Nie Xun helped Zhu Qingning to sit down, " The weather is also cold now, remember not to wear such thin clothes."

"The house is very warm, and it can't be frozen." Zhu Qingning said, "Now the month is getting heavier, and the clothes I made a while ago are also tight."

Zhu Qingning caressed her slightly convex lower abdomen with her right hand, her originally slender waist was slightly plump due to pregnancy.

Although she lost her slim figure, it added a bit of charm unique to mature women.

"Tell me to do more bodywork, not to mention getting fatter, thirty or fifty laps would be—"

Before Nie Xun finished speaking, a slender catkin had pinched his ear, and Zhu Qingning was gnashing his teeth next to his ear.

"Thirty or fifty laps? Not to mention thirty or fifty laps, even if it's only three or five laps, I'm afraid there are other beauties around you."

Nie Xun didn't dare to struggle, so he could only follow her strength and lean towards her to support the mat with his other hand, so as not to really press her down.

"Wu Niang, who is gossiping in your ears? Does your husband look like that kind of person?"

Nie Xun saved his ears by talking badly.

Zhu Qingning pursed her lips, and said incongruously, "I don't even have a place to walk around, who can chew my tongue? But my body is getting heavier and heavier, and sometimes it's inconvenient. Arrange a waiter for you—"

Nie Xun's parents are not here, and Zhu Qingning has no mother-in-law to put pressure on her. It stands to reason that her married life should be very happy.

In fact, she was really happy at the beginning, and the concubine was so happy.

As she became pregnant, her body became heavier and heavier, and she also liked to think more and more.

Nie Xun frowned, and jokingly said, "My wife is not such a virtuous person. As a husband, I still remember what you said before getting married-if other women like your clothes, jewelry and rouge and gouache, they have a good relationship, you I can give it generously. But if someone takes a fancy to your husband, let alone move it, even if you think about it for a while, you have to give that woman a look—"

Zhu Qingning's pretty face turned cold, and she snorted angrily.

"You think I'm willing? It's not your lord, what are you doing to send you so many Yingying Yanyan?"

Zhu Qingning was pregnant, so it was easy to overthink.

Looking at Yingying Yanyan in the mansion, I always feel like something is stuck in my heart, and I feel so uncomfortable.

She also knew that her husband kept himself clean and would not touch dirty women, but she couldn't stand the surprise.

His wife is pregnant and can't serve him, what if he can't bear to steal food?

Rather than letting the husband go out to steal and touch a woman who doesn't know where, it's better to pick a woman who knows everything!

No matter what the possibility was, Zhu Qingning was unhappy and was on the verge of breaking out.

She is the youngest daughter that my father loves the most, the pearl of the night in the palm of my hand, why would she push her husband to other women?

can't do it!

Nie Xun frowned. Although he has exquisite thoughts, he is a man after all, and his thoughts and women are not on the same channel.

How did he know that his wife's preoccupation these days was because of the maid in the mansion?

"After all, it's the lord's kindness, so it's not easy to refuse. Let it be kept in the mansion as a scene, and if it's heart-wrenching, just sell it."

Nie Xun has never looked directly at the maids in the mansion. To him, the maids are just maids who serve his wife.

If these maids make Madam uncomfortable,

Naturally, it will be sold.

Nie Xun laughed and said, "Madam was so decisive before, why is she so indecisive now?"

Zhu Qingning let out a long sigh, and said dejectedly, "I don't know, I can't help thinking about it these days, and I can't restrain myself no matter what."

Nie Xun suggested, "Why don't you write a book for your husband and ask your mother-in-law to come and accompany you for a while?"

If there is a mother-in-law to enlighten, the wife should not think about it and scare herself.

Zhu Qingning shook his head, "It's not appropriate, my mother is old and shouldn't be too tired."

Nie Xun said, "That's it—why spend more time at home for my husband?"

Zhu Qingning smiled and frowned, the couple cuddled together and said a lot of love words, and the surroundings were filled with a pink aura of dog abuse.

"By the way—sincerely—"

Zhu Qingning suddenly remembered something.

"Huh?" Nie Xun answered vaguely.

"This morning, the housekeeper reported that he had found a servant woman. This servant woman claimed to be Mrs. Lang's wet nurse—"

Zhu Qingning knew that her husband had been looking for her own life experience, and found Dongqing from Zhongzhao, but the clue was broken.

Put into Huang Song's tent, Nie Xun did not give up the journey of finding his roots.

"My wet nurse?"

Over the years, Nie Xun has seen too many liars who want to pretend to be fake, and is very suspicious of the identity of this "nursing mother".

Zhu Qingning said, "Do you want to see Mr. Lang?"

Nie Xun closed his eyes slightly, the bright red cinnabar between his brows became brighter and brighter, he said, "Then let's see."

The husband and wife had dinner together, Nie Xun coaxed Zhu Qingning to sleep, and then left to see the so-called "nursing mother".

"You say—you are my wet nurse?"

Nie Xun looked coldly at the old woman kneeling in the hall.

The old woman waited tremblingly for a day, and when she heard Nie Xun's voice, the pearls falling on the jade plate, it was crisp and sweet, and she couldn't help but look up.

When he saw it, he froze in place, his lips fluttered.

"Like—like—really like—"

The old woman murmured, as if recalling something.

Seeing her performance, Nie Xun suddenly became interested, and asked amusedly, "What does it look like?"

The old woman wept, "Mr. Erlang and Mrs. Zhen are so similar!"

Mrs. Zhen?

Nie Xun frowned, feeling that this time there might be a different harvest.

"Who is Mrs. Zhen you are talking about?"

The old woman said humanely, "Mrs. Zhen is Erlang Jun's biological mother—"

But Nie Xun didn't believe it, there are more people who look alike in the world.

In addition, some places are full of loopholes.

The old lady said that he was the child of "Mrs. Zhen" and claimed to be his wet nurse. From this, it can be seen that Mrs. Zhen's husband's family background should be good. Since it is good, how can a boy who was just born not long ago be abducted and sold, and wandered in Zhongzhao?

Nie Xun asked, "Do you have evidence for what you say?"

The old woman said humanely, "I remember clearly that Mr. Erlang was born with cinnabar between his eyebrows, and he was white and plump at birth. He is extremely beautiful."

Nie Xun: "..."

He never covered up the cinnabar between his brows, what kind of evidence is this?