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Chapter 200 Her Son

That was their last time, and she really didn't want to.

Since marrying Meng Daoming, I have had the love of my husband and have lived the most prosperous life. My father-in-law has been away from home for many years, my mother-in-law is not in good health and does nothing, and my stepdaughter and stepson are still young...

She has the final say in that family, and she doesn't want to lose everything she has hard-earned. But...

What was even more unexpected was that the illness she had been treating for several years was cured that year, and she actually became pregnant. She was lucky, thinking that she had been with her husband so many times, but only once with that person, and the child should be

husband's.

However, as the child grew older, his features and eyes actually resembled that person's... She was so frightened that she couldn't sleep or eat well for a long time.

No one noticed this feature, and she felt relieved. The child looked so much like her, and she and him were cousins. As long as they didn't know that something like that happened between them at that time, there would be no doubt about her son.

.She has already dealt with the two girls who knew the inside story except the nanny...

She will keep this secret in her heart forever and no one will tell it.

Her son is the best, with the talent of Zijian, the appearance of Pan An, and a humble gentleman. He is extremely favored by his husband and elders, and is praised by everyone... She is proud to have such a son.

Because she has such an outstanding son, her elders are even more satisfied with her.

However, a few months ago, that person sent her a letter, praising his son. He actually said that Ciyu was more like him than his son, and that he liked her very much...

She was so sad and scared that she had no choice but to do that for them.

And today, he threatened her with this lifeline and asked her to do another thing. She was finished when she was finished, but how could she be willing to put her son to death?

That old immortal bastard, why didn't he die and take that secret into the ground forever...

The stinging pain in her palms made Fu wake up.

She raised her eyelids and smiled, and said very proudly, "They say my son is the reincarnation of Pan An. Of course he is handsome."

Seeing that Mrs. Ding Er's expression was as usual, Mrs. Fu felt a little more relieved. No matter how evil that person was, he would not dare to tell the story casually.

Mrs. Ding Er smiled and said, "No, it is said that Ciyu is the most beautiful man and the most talented man in the capital. There are countless girls who fall in love with him."

She extended her head to Mr. Fu's ear again and whispered, "If that thing is done, His Royal Highness will find a way to make Mr. Xiao the examiner of the next general examination. You also know that Mr. Xiao appreciates Mr. Meng's talents very much.

He was praised for his talent on many occasions...Meng Sangong is also very handsome. As long as his grades in the general examination are acceptable, he will easily be selected by the emperor as the third flower."

Mrs. Fu was silent for a moment, trying to give Mrs. Ding Er an illusion. This condition moved her more than anything else.

She asked, "Who is that person who is coming to the capital?"

Is this agreement? Mrs. Ding Er was secretly happy.

She shook her head and said, "I don't know either. But I heard that it comes from... and it's very powerful."

She dipped her finger in some water and wrote two words on the table. When Fu saw it, she wiped it out again.

Fu's voice became louder, "Oh, my health has been very bad during this period. I am sleepy and weak. I don't know when I will die..."

Mrs. Ding Er's voice also became louder, "You have to take care of yourself, the important things for your children have not been settled yet... Hua'er is beautiful and majestic, I have a good choice. How about Yuan Mao? He is much more stable than Yuan Cheng. The future will not be bad. It’s a close relationship, so you won’t be wronged if you marry me.”

Mrs. Fu became angry again and refused sternly, "No. His family dares to take advantage of Hua'er, don't blame me for going all out." Seeing Mrs. Ding Er's cold face, she calmed down and said, "The old man has always said that the Meng family does not take sides. , he and my master will not agree to a daughter of the Meng family marrying into the Zhennan Marquis Mansion. We have already made plans about Hua'er's marriage."

Mrs. Ding Er said with a smile, "Okay, okay, if you don't want to, forget it..."

Jiang Yixi had already felt Huahua crying, and thought that maybe she had been wronged in some way when she was near the main courtyard. In this family, except for the master and slave in the main courtyard who didn't like Huahua, Huahua was liked by everyone.

After lunch, the little thing was still crying, and Jiang Yixi became a little anxious. She was just about to let her girl go find it, when she heard the little thing's cry and it climbed over the wall and came in.

Huahua's face was full of "popsicles" and she was still pinching her nose. Before she could enter the main room, Shui Qingxi hugged her up painfully.

Shui Qing said loudly, "Grandma, Huahua is crying so much that her face is covered with ice. Please give her a hot bath first."

I gave Huahua a bath and wiped its fur half dry. The water was clear and I carried her to the east side room.

The kang was burning, so Jiang Yixi asked Shui Qing to put it at the end of the kang to warm it up.

When the little thing saw his master, his nose twitched again and his eyes filled with tears.

It looks so sad. Someone must have scolded it and called it ugly.

Jiang Yixi took out the handkerchief from her arms and handed it to it, saying distressedly, "Oh, you are so wronged. Is someone scolding you? Don't be wronged anymore. The more people scold you, the more jealous they are of your good looks."

Huahua thought about it, picked up the handkerchief and wiped her tears.

Little things don't have long memories. Every time someone calls it ugly, Jiang Yixi comforts it like this. But next time it meets someone who calls it ugly, it will still be so sad. Jiang Yixi's same comfort can make it no longer sad. .

Jiang Yixi leaned on the pillow and said to Shuixiang and Nanny Wu, "I'll advise Huahua again, you go down."

There were no outsiders in the room. Huahua looked at Jiang Yixi with wide eyes and said, "Ask me now. I heard some particularly valuable information."

Jiang Yixi asked in a low voice, "What did you hear?"

Huahua meowed, "I told you, you will let me go to the countryside to play for two days."

Jiang Yixi nodded, "Okay."

Huahua took two steps closer, lowered her voice and meowed, "The guest is a woman, and I have given Mrs. Fu another task."

"Oh, what mission?"

"The woman said that the empress and her brother knew that Madam Fu had been wronged and would compensate her. They also called Boss Meng a wolf. Her eldest brother found a man to help, and he came in late spring and early summer. He came to the capital,

Let Mrs. Fu do something, this is the last thing... Mrs. Fu seems unwilling.

"The woman promised to take the exam next time. The King of England tried to make Mr. Xiao the examiner. She also said that she would choose Meng Ciyu as the top pick. Mrs. Fu didn't say she agreed or disagreed. She asked where the person came from, and that

The woman didn't say... The woman said she wanted to tell Meng Hua to Zhao Shimao, but Mrs. Fu didn't agree."

Jiang Yixi asked, "That's all?"

Huahua meowed, "These are all practical things, aren't they enough?"

Jiang Yixi begged, "Good boy, do a live broadcast like before. Say who said what, word for word." She complimented him a little, "You have a very good memory." I like Chunman.
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