Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

A maidservant served tea, and Fu An and Wang Ruo sat down together.

Looking at Fu An's thin appearance, Shen Yun said, "You're not in good health, you don't need to come to see me so often."

Then, turning to Wang Ruo, he said, "You too, I have no shortage of people to take care of me, so you just need to take good care of A'an."

Fu An: "Mother, I was worried about you too. The journey isn't far, I'll be fine."

Wang Ruo added, "Mother, don't worry, your daughter-in-law will take good care of her husband."

Shen Yun nodded in satisfaction: "Everything should be based on A'an's health."

The three of them had a rare peaceful conversation, and Wang Ruo was truly relieved. In the past, when the mother and son argued, they would often fall silent.

She's in the most difficult position because she can't be on the right side no matter who she sides with.

Wang Ruo secretly prayed to Heaven that this warm atmosphere could be repeated ten or even ten thousand times; she was willing to give up her children's lives in exchange.

Because this thing is basically useless to her.

Fu An's body has been weak since childhood, making it impossible for her to conceive, and she doesn't want to go looking for other men.

I am destined to be childless in this life.

When Wang Ruo heard her trusted confidante cough, she quickly came to her senses and realized there was another person in the room—her father-in-law, Commander Fu.

He hurriedly stood up and greeted Fu Changming along with Fu An.

For the past two months, Fu Changming has been in a good mood. When he saw Fu An, he asked him a few questions about his daily life.

He also ordered his adjutant to send some tonics.

Fu An's cheeks flushed slightly. He knew his father was dissatisfied with his health, and there had never been such a warm moment between father and son before.

The family was all smiles and happy until Fu An left, their hands and feet moving in unison, clearly overjoyed.

His parents were happy today, and so was he.

Having just left on a long trip, Fu An's sickly eyes gleamed slightly: "Mother is kind to Father now, and she's good to me too."

"Has he accepted that his third brother will inherit his father's business?"

In his view, his third brother was an extremely intelligent and well-behaved younger brother.

Fu An regrets that he cannot inherit everything from his father, but he is willing for his third brother to inherit it, while his mother is not.

Wang Ruo was stunned for a moment, but fortunately she had lived with Fu An for more than a year and understood his naivety.

So she first instructed him, "You must not say this to your mother. I am pregnant and cannot be upset."

Fu An looked at his wife, puzzled.

Wang Ruo sighed at his good fortune, a ripple of envy stirring in her heart, but it was quickly dispelled by the cool breeze.

"The child in Mother's belly is the legitimate child."

She explained that the child might have been instilled with great hope by his mother-in-law.

He replaced Fu Jing and became the heir of the Fu family.

Fu An's mind was working again. He frowned and said, "But that child is still young. My third brother is sixteen years older than him."

Wang Ruo looked at him with hope in her eyes, hoping he would say something like, "Say it on behalf of your younger siblings and address Fu Jing first."

"He definitely doesn't stand a chance. If he gets into another fight with his third brother, he'll suffer the consequences."

"No, once the child is born, I will definitely not let my mother use him as a tool in her power struggle."

Fu An felt affection for his unborn younger brother and sister.

"I don't understand why Mother values ​​power so much. Isn't it better for our family to live happily together?"

Wang Ruo: "..."

Do you want to see how much money you've spent on your happy life?

Without power and influence, anyone can trample on you; how can you live happily?

She took a deep breath: "Mother always does what's best for us, An. Don't say this to Mother."

"I know, Mother is pregnant, I can't go against her."

"Very good, you are such a filial child."

The two walked further and further away, and their voices gradually faded from being heard.

Autumn has passed and winter has arrived; it's already the end of December in the blink of an eye.

Fu Changming reading to Shen Yun's unborn child every day has become a common sight in the Marshal's Mansion.

Shen Yun was four months pregnant, and her belly was starting to swell. However, pregnant women often experience nausea, discomfort, and difficulty eating.

She had none of them.

"This shows that our child is filial," Fu Changming said without hesitation.

In his eyes, children are the best of everything.

If you say this to others, you might not get any resonance, only false praise.

But Shen Yun was someone who completely resonated with him; the two of them were exactly the same in their mindless love when it came to the issue of children.

When Mingqi woke up and heard the voices praising her, she excitedly touched her mother's belly.

"Are you greeting your mother?" Shen Yun was the first to notice the movement in her belly, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

Mingqi made an even lighter movement, yes.

Fu Changming: "I, I am the father, I am the father."

As he spoke, his eyes welled up with tears.

Mingqi reached out and touched him, and the family's little game began again.

Li Xing followed the commander out and noticed the moisture in the commander's eyes. He glanced back at the madam's courtyard.

I just feel that Young Master Fu's position is really going to be shaken after this master is born.

You can pretend for a day, and you can tolerate it for a month, but repeating the same actions for three months can only prove that you really like it.

The effort and love you put in now will make you love it even more after birth, because it contains your own hard work and tears.

Li Xing appeared calm on the surface, but one little plan after another began to emerge in his mind.

Fu Changming returned to his office and said he needed to name the child and didn't want anyone to bother him.

About half an hour later, Fu Jing appeared at the door.

He wanted to push the door open and enter as usual.

But Li Xing stopped him, his expression gentle: "Third Young Master, the Commander-in-Chief has ordered that no one is to disturb him."

"Do you know who I am?" Fu Jing felt that he was an exception, being his biological father.

Li Xing still smiled and said, "You are the Third Young Master."

The two guards at the door exchanged a glance at each other, seeing the actions of Lieutenant Li, whose cunning was beyond measure.

Next time, they should stop them too.

Fu Jing's face darkened. He glanced at Li Xing expressionlessly, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Lieutenant Li is truly loyal."

He took a step back: "When will my father have time to see me?"

The guard knew Li Xing's abilities, and he also knew that Li Xing knew his father's mind inside and out.

The words "my father" are emphasized.

Li Xing's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard the man's emphasized tone: "Thank you for the compliment, Third Young Master. This is what we should do."

"When the commander summons me, I will tell him about the Third Young Master's request for an audience, and I will send someone to find you immediately."

Fu Jing was filled with anger when he saw that he couldn't even give an answer about meeting today. He clenched his fists under the respectful smile of Lieutenant Li.

It can only be taken back.

Lieutenant Li is the face of the Marshal; he can cause trouble, but he cannot embarrass the Marshal.

Thank you.

Fu Jing left through gritted teeth.

Many office doors were open, as if the December weather was too hot and they had to keep them open.

The news that Lieutenant Li had politely declined Young Master Fu's invitation to the Marshal's office began to spread.