Delicate and difficult to coax, the sick and spoiled son pinches his waist and spoils him wildly

Shen Fu kissed Jiang Wu's forehead, stood up and left.

Half a month has passed, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant. Du Shiniang has become accustomed to such days. After eating and drinking every day, she stays in the room, reads and writes. In her spare time, she plays chess and chats with Xiaoyu, which is quite leisurely.

When Xiaoyu saw this, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

If this continues, Shen Fu will soon forget about them.

"Miss, this rouge shop is running quite well, but the life is too leisurely."

"Xiaoyu, don't you want to be surrounded by blessings and not know your blessings?"

Du Shiniang couldn't laugh or cry, "For so many years, I have never enjoyed any wealth. Now that I can live such a life, I am very satisfied and don't ask for anything better."

Xiaoyu said nothing.

Du Shiniang got up and prepared to go shopping. She stayed at home for a few days and felt that all the bones in her body were stiff.

"Miss, my servant will accompany you on this trip." Xiaoyu said.

"No, don't you want to embroider? If you practice hard, you can become a shopkeeper in the future. Otherwise, how will you support yourself?" Du Shiniang said with a smile.

"Yes."

Du Shiniang went out for a stroll and bought a lot of things. When she came back, Xiaoyu had finished embroidering one pattern and was embroidering another one seriously.

Guogong Mansion.

Shen Fu came to the yard to visit Jiang Wu. Jiang Wu was busy making sweet-scented osmanthus cake. When she saw Shen Fu coming, she immediately stopped and smiled like a flower.

"Why are you here again?"

"I have nothing to do today, so I'll come and keep you company." Shen Fu said with a smile.

"Then sit down quickly and try the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made by myself." Jiang Wu handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Shen Fu as if offering a treasure.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was fragrant. Shen Fu held it in his hand and couldn't help but praise: "You are really a good wife and mother. Even the cakes you make are so delicious. It's really hard to put down."

Jiang Wu smiled so hard that her eyebrows curled up, and Shen Fu ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in one breath. His mouth was full of oil, and he exaggeratedly said: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's even more delicious than the pastries made by the royal chef in the palace."

"By the way, do you know the whereabouts of Zichai?"

Jiang Wu blinked and asked, while Shen Fu looked lonely and shook his head.

"What should we do?" Jiang Wu asked anxiously.

"Let's do this. I'll let you know when I have clues." Shen Fu said.

"Okay, but you must remember not to waste time."

"Ah."

After Jiang Wu left, Shen Fu sat alone at the table and sighed.

A month passed and Zichai was about to give birth, but she was locked in a cellar. The surroundings were damp, dark and humid, and she even smelled a rotten smell.

"Shen Ruzhi, you bastard!"

Zi Chai gritted her teeth and cursed him over and over again.

During these days, she kept running away, but to no avail.

She was pregnant with Shen Ruzhi's flesh and blood, and Zi Chai burst into tears. At this moment, Du Juan walked in with a food box and closed the wooden doors one after another to isolate her from the child.

"Miss Zichai, I've worked hard on you these days."

Du Juan's cold words made Zi Chai shudder.

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing to do. You can eat, rest, and read. I won't hurt you, but please don't shout. It won't do you any good." Du Juan said.

When Zi Chai heard this, she was even more horrified.

Her pregnancy was not only a catastrophe, but also a torture.

"I understand, Wang Miaoyan asked you to come?"

Du Juan was silent, walked to the door, and suddenly stopped, "Don't try to escape, otherwise, you will die even more miserably."

Zi Chai was suddenly sweating profusely, and there was a pain in her abdomen. She clutched her stomach tightly, and big beads of sweat slid down her fair and delicate face.

"what!"

Zi Chai screamed, the pain became more and more intense, and finally, she fainted.

Du Juan opened the door of the cell and said to the guard outside: "Call Mrs. Xi!" "Yes."

Mrs. Xi is a well-known midwife in the capital, and she is also the midwife in Shen Mansion who specializes in taking care of pregnant women and fetuses.

Mrs. Xi came quickly and was frightened when she saw Zichai unconscious.

"How could this be?"

"Show her quickly." Du Juan urged.

Mrs. Xi carefully checked Zi Chai's body and saw that she was fine, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "She's about to give birth! Call some helpers."

"Go and ask for Po Wen!"

Mrs. Xi responded and left in a hurry. After a while, three Wen Pos came in a hurry.

"Quickly, lift her onto the straw mat."

"Yes." The three stable women agreed, and moved the bed quickly.

Du Juan stepped aside and motioned to the three stable ladies, "Sorry to trouble you."

A few hours passed, and the baby's cry resounded throughout the cellar. Wang Miaoyan heard the news and came over to watch the little baby who was about to be born.

This little baby is carved from pink and jade, with tender red skin and delicate facial features. It looks like a pearl, making people want to hold it in their arms.

"What a beautiful doll."

Wang Miaoyan said with a proud smile. Zichai opened her eyes weakly and was frightened when she saw her child in Wang Miaoyan's hands.

"Ma'am, give me my baby back!"

Zi Chai struggled to get up from the straw mat.

"Don't worry, I will make good arrangements for the child and no one will hurt him."

Wang Miaoyan smiled, touched the little baby's pink face, pinched his arm, and marveled.

"Madam, please give me my child back!"

Zichai begged endlessly, but Du Juan covered her mouth and nose.

"Don't say anything. If anything happens, my wife won't be able to protect you!"

Du Juan said sternly, Zi Chai was obedient and did not dare to say anything anymore, so she could only sob and cry.

The baby was finally sent to the wet nurse's house.

"You take a rest first, and I'll find someone to take care of you."

Wang Miaoyan went out and asked the maid to find someone.

As soon as Zichai saw people leaving, she began to struggle, "I don't want to stay here, I want to go back."

Wang Miaoyan took the child out of the cellar. Zichai knelt in front of Du Juan, kowtowed and begged: "Girl, Zichai, please let me go back. My stomach hurts."

Du Juan frowned: "You asked for this. If you stay in the cellar obediently, the child will not be in any danger. If you go out and scream and accidentally touch the child's head, do you think you can survive? ?"

When Zi Chai heard this, she immediately trembled with fright. She knew that what Du Juan said was true.

There are a lot of debris in this cellar. If Zichai falls to the ground, the child will definitely be unsafe.

"Girl, I was wrong, just let me go."

"No."

Du Juan refused coldly.

"But I really don't want to die here!"

Zi Chai cried bitterly, her eyes were swollen from crying, and the veins on her forehead were prominent, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

"I will arrange for someone to escort you back. As long as you stay honest, the child will be fine."

Du Juan said, then turned and left.

After she left, Zi Chai collapsed on the ground.

"Woooo."

Du Juan came to Wang Miaoyan's yard, stepped forward and said, "Madam, the father-in-law will return home in two days."

"understood."