Fengdu was the capital of Feng Dynasty, and it was the place that symbolized the most central power of Feng Dynasty. The towering city walls surrounded the city, and soldiers holding spears guarded the city at the gates. People and vehicles had to pass their inspection before entering or leaving.

The sun in the west gradually set, and the faint afterglow hit the avenue paved with blue bricks. The carriages slowly passed through the avenue, and people were walking on the street. On both sides were shops lined up, and the flags in front of the doors fluttered in the wind. The doors of the shops were welcoming guests.

An inconspicuous carriage stopped at the back door of an ordinary courtyard. The person who got off the carriage knocked on the door. After a while, a servant in blue came to open the door, and the two whispered a few words.

The door opened and the carriage entered the backyard.

Unlike the ordinary appearance of the yard, the inside of the yard is a different world. The chrysanthemums in the backyard are in bud, and I wonder what it will be like when the flowers are in full bloom.

The small bridge flows by the water, the winding corridor is nine miles and eighteen bends, and the pavilions and buildings are small and exquisite, showing the craftsman's care. The servants walking in it slowed down their steps and hurried to the house in front.

There were two teacups on the table, and the water in the teacups had not been moved. The person who came into the house had left, and the air seemed to still have the smell of the person.

The face sitting against the soft couch had no expression, and the lips were light pink. This person seemed to have lost a lot of weight. His eyes lowered, it seemed to fall on his abdomen. After that person left, Fang Ziye kept sitting here in the same position, not wanting to move, and not knowing what to do.

"Knock knock--" The servant outside the door knocked on the door, and waited for a while before pushing the door open.

Ershun saw his master sitting there, his expression could not tell anything, but he knew that the master had come and gone, and his master was in a bad mood. He stepped in front of his master and stood one step away, whispering, "Master, Manager Fang has sent a lot of things to you, all of which are fresh from Master Cao. Do you want to take a look?"

When he first knew that his master was pregnant, his mind was shocked, and when he reacted, he quickly crawled on the ground. He knew that this matter must be kept secret even if he died. Now, except for the few closest people who served the master, no one else knew about this.

As for whose child the master's belly belonged to, as a little slave, he did not dare to ask, let alone ask. The guess in his heart was rotten in his heart and could not be said out. After knowing that the master was pregnant, Ershun could only serve his master more carefully than usual.

Later, the baby in the master's belly was getting bigger and bigger. By that time, the weather would be cold and the clothes would be thicker. As long as they served carefully, they believed that no outsiders would know until the baby was born.

"Yeah." After hearing Ershun mention that Manager Fang had sent some things, Fang Ziye knew that those things were from Cao Xiangnan, so he moved, sat up straight, waved his hand, and asked Ershun to bring them up.

Yipinzhai has now become his most profitable business. With the things from Cao Xiangnan, he makes a lot of money every day, and his business is getting better and better. Sometimes among the things that were sent, there were also things that Cao Xiangnan specially asked people to send to him. They were all fresh food, which suited his taste very much. The gifts were small, but he could feel the friendship.

The letter from Cao Xiangnan also mentioned Qi Wanfeng's greetings to him. Fang Ziye didn't have many friends, and those who could be called good friends could be counted on one hand. He had not known Cao Xiangnan and Qi Wanfeng for a long time, but he got along well with them. Thinking of those two people, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Ershun saw a smile on his master's face and knew that his master liked the things sent by Manager Fang. Every time Manager Fang sent something, his master would be in a much better mood.

After receiving the order, he stood there but did not immediately go down to meet his master's eyes. He asked with a shameless smile, "Master, it's time to eat. Ershun will have someone send it to your room. Is that okay with you?"

"Well, send it. Not in this room, send it outside." He didn't want to stay in this room anymore. Fang Ziye wanted to stand up, and Ershun hurried forward to help him.

"I don't need help yet." Having said that, Fang Ziye felt tired after sitting for a long time, and his body was a little weak. He did not reject Ershun's kindness, and stood up and went outside.

"Master, please put on your cloak. It's windy outside." Ershun quickly put the cloak hanging on the side on his master, and then followed his master out. Seeing that his master was in a good mood, he talked about what the shopkeeper Fang had sent.

Since his master came back, his appetite has been getting worse and worse. He knew that if it weren't for the baby in his belly, he would not even want to eat. Later, he secretly invited the doctor to come several times to check his body. The master listened to the doctor's words. The master still cooperated with the doctor's prescription to take care of his body and his complexion was much better.

The doctors who came were also their own people, so they were not afraid of outsiders knowing about their master's affairs.

The weather in Fengdu in August gradually began to get colder. As the months passed, from the beginning when they knew about the existence of such a small thing, to the later period when this small thing became bigger and bigger, it was difficult for people to ignore its existence.

Now that the days were getting bigger and bigger, knowing that he could no longer hide it from the people around him, Fang Ziye told the matter to the few people who served him closely. He knew that he could not do this perfectly by himself.

Now everyone in Fengdu knew that the fourth prince would marry Liang Xijun, the son of the right prime minister. Prime Minister Liang was a top scholar in the imperial examination and a first-rank official. Liang Xijun, the eldest son of Prime Minister Liang, could recite the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of three, and could compose poems at the age of five. After the age of thirteen, he became famous in Fengdu and was a well-known talent. In addition, Liang Xijun's appearance was impeccable. There was no young master in Fengdu who didn't want to marry Liang Xijun, but unfortunately not everyone had this blessing.

Liang Xijun was betrothed to the fourth prince Feng Lingxiao as a marriage given by the emperor. It was said that Liang Xijun proposed it herself, and Prime Minister Liang went to the emperor to ask for his brother's marriage.

The Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th is a good day. On that day, the fourth prince Feng Lingxiao will marry Liang Xijun, the eldest son of the right prime minister, as his principal wife. This talented man and beautiful woman are about to tie the knot, which has become a good story in Fengdu.

Perhaps, that person is also satisfied with this arranged marriage. Marrying Liang Xijun is equivalent to getting the support of students all over the world.

Fang Ziye knew that it would be best for him to leave Fengdu and that person now, go out, and come back after giving birth to the child. Then that person would not know anything. But he knew that if he left now, it would be a long time before the child was born. If he left for such a long time without coming back, that person would send someone to send a message to ask him to come back, and it would be more troublesome at that time.

In addition, that person asked him to stay and attend his wedding. He knew that he could not refuse, and it was not easy to refuse and leave at this time. So he could only stay and leave later, and then he would not have to come back.

Originally, this child was an accident, but his feelings for that person were genuine, and now this accident happened at the right time, so he could just regard it as a gift from God, and it also gave him some thoughts in his heart. Fang Ziye could only keep this secret tightly.

He was just a businessman, how could he dare to dream of that position?

It was at this time that the man found out about the child. He was simply carried into the palace in a sedan chair, and he went to the man's side as a servant. This child had to bear too many things from the moment he was born. He could only compete for favor with many people in the backyard of a deep house for the rest of his life.

He didn't want to!

That's why he was so envious of Cao Xiangnan's kindness to Qi Wanfeng at that time. A lifetime together, these were what he longed for but could not ask for.

His stomach suddenly felt kicked, and Fang Ziye paused. He quickly gathered his mind and didn't dare to think too much. It was enough to have this gift from God. He told himself again and again not to think too much and to be content.

Rather than being a servant, he would rather stand by that man's side in his current capacity and do what he can for that man's great cause.

As for the rest, he didn't want to think about it.

He went out to the dining room and sat down. The food that had been prepared in the kitchen was brought up one after another, filling the table. After drinking a bowl of soup and eating two bites of the food, he had no appetite to eat anymore.

"Master, this is your favorite red fish. When it was sent to the kitchen, the fish was still alive and kicking. Didn't you love to eat this red fish so much before? Please eat a little." The master didn't touch a single fish or a single chopstick. Even the many dishes on the table were not touched by the master. Ershun persuaded the master, hoping that the master could eat more.

"I have no appetite. Take it away." After forcing himself to eat more, Fang Ziye suspected that he was going to vomit.

"Master, even if it's not for yourself, you have to do it for..." The little master in your stomach. The rest of the words were not said. Ershun was not afraid of his master's glare. He picked up a chopstick of red fish and dipped it in sauce and put it into the master's bowl. Seeing the master put it into his mouth.

Later, he was begged by the little servant and finally ate 70% full. When he really couldn't eat anymore, Fang Ziye waved his hand and asked them to take it away. Ershun, the courageous servant, didn't dare to say anything. He brought up the fresh things sent by Fang Zhanggui for his master to look at.

The cork was pulled out, and a pure smell of wine came out. Fang Ziye poured it into the cup and wanted to take a sip when he picked it up. "Master..." Ershun smelled the wine and quickly reached out to grab the master's hand, "This is wine." He almost cried. Master, you still care about the little master, is it really okay to drink like this?

"Let Ershun ask the doctor later. If it's okay to drink, can you take another sip?" Ershun saw that the master was unhappy, but he couldn't let the master drink even if he was unhappy.

"Yeah." Fang Ziye agreed reluctantly. Ershun

breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. There were some dried fruits and meat in the back, and he thought it was okay for the master to eat a little. When he saw that there was still a lot of wine in the back, Ershun gritted his teeth in his heart and scolded Fang Zhanggui.

Is this Fang Zhanggui's fault? Fang Zhanggui said that he was also wronged.