First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 228 What is she afraid of?
But he walked towards her step by step.

Until he came to Du Rongzhi.

"I know why my aunt came here today." He stroked her thin cheek with his rough palm, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "I will take care of this matter. You don't need to worry about anything."

Du Rongzhi felt restless for a while.

What does he mean by that?Want to ask her to accept his love?
Don't worry?What has she to worry about? !

She hated Aunt Fang, and she didn't want to see her sarcastic and complacent face in the future.But she is not afraid of anything!
The next time the medicine will be taken, and the second time the medicine will be taken as well. In the future, Fang Yingxue will be honest when she enters the door, and if she is dishonest, she will be given a medicine and see how she will behave in this life!

What is she afraid of? !

What is there to be afraid of when someone has died twice? !

It's a big deal, one shoot and two break up, once it's over!
She is not at all interested in his affectionate style and his hypocrisy!
not at all!
"No need." Du Rongzhi coldly swept his hand away, "Do whatever you like, don't use my banner—"

She said harshly, "I don't need it, and I don't care for it!"

The room was suddenly terribly quiet, and a few girls were standing beside them, so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

Nanny An led the people back with the soup and medicine, and stood at the door when she heard the words, neither persuading her nor persuading her.

After a long time, Song Zixun sighed softly.

"Okay." He compromised patiently, "It's not for you, it's for myself." He paused, "It's because I don't like Aunt Fang's behavior and I don't want her daughter. Is this okay? "

"Okay, why not?!" Du Rongzhi sneered and sat back on Luohan's bed, "You are the head of the family, so naturally you can say whatever you want!"

Song Zixun pursed his lips.

Now he feels helpless against Du Rongzhi.It seems that in front of her, no matter what he says or does, it is wrong...

He tried his best to shake off the frustrating and frustrated thoughts in his mind, and said in a gentle voice, "I know you are tired today... After taking medicine, take a rest and let them bring Guan'er later."

Du Rongzhi stared at the pattern on the teacup, neither spoke nor looked at him.

Song Zixun knew that she would not respond again, so he turned his head and said, "Please take care of the young lady." He opened the curtain and walked out.

Nanny An hurriedly leaned over to him, and when she entered the room, she saw Du Rongzhi sitting on the Arhat's bed in a daze, with nothing left but blankness on her plain face.

She opened her mouth, and when the words of persuasion reached her lips, she still swallowed them silently.

"Young Madam..." Nanny An stepped forward, "It's time for you to drink your medicine."

Du Rongzhi raised her head with dull eyes, looked at her for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay... just let it go."

"Hey..." Nanny An hurriedly responded, and carefully put the medicine bowl on the table in front of Du Rongzhi, endured and endured, but still couldn't help saying, "Young Madam just...why are you so angry? Lord, he... is also kind."

Du Rongzhi didn't speak, but turned to look out the window.

The sky was getting darker.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself... Mingming has made up her mind early on, from now on she will only treat him as Guan'er's father, an insignificant stranger, but every time she sees him, as long as he tries to get close to her... She is indescribably irritated!
She even felt that there was a fire in her heart, and the fire was getting hotter and hotter. She was really afraid that one day, the fire would either burn Song Zixun to death, or suffocate herself to death!
Du Rongzhi clenched her fists tightly.

The sharp nails pierced into the flesh... The sharp pain finally woke her up.

"It's nothing." Du Rongzhi picked up the medicine bowl, "I'm just tired." He drank the medicine as he spoke.

Nanny An hurriedly rinsed her mouth with clean water, and sighed, "Although my aunt was a greedy master before...but who would have thought that she would have her idea on our grandfather—you are her own niece! !"

"What is a niece?" Du Rongzhi sneered, and dipped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, "She even plans to give her own daughter as a concubine, so what am I to her?"

Nanny An shook her head helplessly, "Auntie is also bewitched by ghosts... She is such a rich young lady, even if she can't marry such a prominent family, most of the young people from rich families are willing to ask for marriage, so why do you have to... ..." She couldn't help thinking of it, and spat in a low voice, "The slave girl is also confused when she looks at the cousin girl, just now the look she looked at the master—"

"Nurse," Du Rongzhi interrupted coldly, "I'm very tired and want to sleep."

Nanny An knew that she didn't want to hear about Song Zixun anymore, and she didn't dare to say any more, so she quickly answered yes in a low voice, and personally helped Du Rongzhi go to bed to rest...

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When Song Zixun went to Jinghui Courtyard to pay his respects in the evening, he heard laughter and laughter inside before he entered the door.

Song Zixun would only be so lively when everyone came. After entering the house, he found that only the first wife, Mrs. Shen and Song Zixi, and the second wife of the second room were there.

Mrs. Song was leaning on the couch, talking cheerfully to the eldest lady and the second wife. The second young lady, Shen Shuyan, half-kneeled beside her, joking a few words while beating her legs. Song Zixi listened with a smile, his eyes met with The wives met in the air, smiled at each other and separated, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Grandson please greet grandma." Song Zixun stepped forward and bowed to salute, and then greeted the eldest wife and the second wife.

The little girl hurriedly helped Shen Shuyan up, and together with Song Zixi saluted Song Zixun.

After everyone had seen the ceremony, Mrs. Song asked him with a smile, "Where did this come from, have you eaten?"

"It's already been used in the room." Song Zixun smiled lightly, and sat down on the twig brought over by the girl.

"I heard that girl Zhi and her aunt are here today?" Mrs. Song asked casually.

Song Zixun paused slightly when he took the teacup, and said with a smile, "Yes, Auntie heard that Mrs. Du is not feeling well, so she came to have a look."

Mrs. Song nodded slightly, "Speaking of which, Girl Zhi has been raised for a long time, but is she in great condition now?"

"It's much better now." Song Zixun said hurriedly, "It's just that the imperial doctor said that she was too weak, and that... she had lost her vitality earlier, so she asked her to take care of her for a while."

Mrs. Song nodded thoughtfully, and then heard the lady say, "Speaking of which, Aunt Fang is a straightforward person, and Biao girl is also taught very well..." She said, calmly glanced at her out of the corner of her eye. Glancing at Song Zixun, he smiled and said to Mrs. Song, "Look at it, my daughter-in-law. The child's eyebrows and eyes are five or six points similar to Brother Xun's daughter-in-law, and he treats people very affectionately."

Song Zixun pursed his lips.

Mrs. Song said disapprovingly, "The two of them are aunts and cousins, even if they look a little alike, it's not unusual."

(End of this chapter)