Miss Liu is very suitable to give birth to the Prime Minister's child.
Fu Xuechen did not point out that Su Qingli was pregnant, but stared blankly at a painting on the wall of children playing among flowers and chasing butterflies.
After a while, he spoke leisurely, "Miss Su, this painting is truly lifelike. The master painter Gu Beihua is best at capturing the innocence and playfulness of children and imitating them in his paintings."
"The artist is gone, and a painting like this is hard to come by. I must keep it. Hanging it in this hall will easily damage it."
Su Qingli felt that there was something else in Fu Xuechen's words, so she took down Gu Beihua's painting as if to change the subject, and gave it to Qingzhu to put in a box for safekeeping. She added, "Don't be offended, my Lord, I believe you don't lack such paintings nowadays."
Indeed, he did not lack such a painting, what he lacked was Su Qingli to give birth to a child for him.
Fu Xuechen used the painting as bait to insinuate, "Miss Su, this painting was given to you by Mr. Gu. How could I take it away from someone else? Speaking of the group of lively and innocent children in the painting, I feel deeply moved. If Miss Su can give birth to a child for me, the Fu family will have a successor."
Su Qingli knew that he must have misunderstood. The last time she had an argument with Liu Meishuang, she spoke without thinking, and she never thought that Fu Xuechen would hear it.
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, you are joking. How can I, a concubine who is not in your eyes, give birth to children for your Excellency? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to the ancestors of the Fu family?" Su Qingli politely declined with a smile, and every word she said was firm.
"I don't even despise Miss Su's child. When did the once unattainable Miss Su learn to be so self-deprecating and self-destructive?"
Fu Xuechen stared at her with sharp eyes.
"However, the governor hates our Su family. Our Su family is corrupt and filthy. How can we be a good match for the Prime Minister? I think Miss Liu is quite good. She is clean and has a deep love for the Prime Minister. She is very suitable to give birth to the Prime Minister's flesh and blood."
Su Qingli had a clear attitude and flatly rejected Fu Xuechen's proposal. Although she was not as good as before, she could not humiliate herself.
She fell to the point of having to pay for a child for a man who didn't love her.
Being able to agree to temporarily become this concubine is her bottom line. She cannot give in without principles and tolerate Fu Xuechen's repeated trampling.
Besides, Fu Xuechen already has someone in his heart, and he should find someone to love and give birth to his love child. Why would he come to her for entertainment?
"Miss Liu is the daughter of my benefactor. It's not appropriate for her to bear my child. I'd rather Miss Su bear the child for me. Miss Su, please don't refuse. I can't take back what I've said!"
Fu Xuechen lifted Su Qingli's tight, fair, and delicate chin with one hand, and a sharp look that did not allow for questioning flashed in his eyes.
"It's impossible for me to bear a child for you. My Lord Prime Minister, please give up on this idea. If you want me to bear your Fu family's child, you will probably end up with two dead!"
Su Qingli angrily threw out this passionate speech. She thought that Fu Xuechen forced her to have a child because he couldn't bear to see Liu Meishuang suffer the pain of childbirth.
Liu Meishuang is the descendant of his benefactor, so it is understandable that he is partial to her.
But should he use her uterus for his own benefit?
She glared at Fu Xuechen with wide eyes. Fu Xuechen's cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness were deeply imprinted in her heart at this moment.
Fu Xuechen frowned, and his other hand, which was tucked into his wide sleeve, was clenched into a fist. Even though Su Qingli had slept with him several times, she was still cold and indifferent to him and was unwilling to develop a deeper bond with him.
What's the point of physical satisfaction? At this point, Su Qingli looked down on him and might even feel resentment.
After a while, Fu Xuechen finally recovered from his shock and devastation. He smiled coldly, "Forget it. You can't give birth to a healthy child with your frail body."
Thinking of Su Qingli's thin and frail body, Fu Xuechen was afraid that it would affect her mood and cause her illness to relapse. He suppressed his turbulent emotions, turned around and left with an angry face.
"Miss, Miss! Are you okay?"
Qingzhu glanced at Fu Xuechen's face as he left, and saw that it was filled with gloom, and his whole body exuded an overwhelming pressure, which was extremely terrifying.
So she trotted in quickly to check on Su Qingli's condition, only to see that Su Qingli was like a frightened bird, falling to the ground and sitting paralyzed, her heart beating wildly and her rhythm disordered.
Su Qingli tightly grasped Qingzhu's arm, shook her head absentmindedly, and slowly got up from the ground. "Qingzhu, I'm fine. The Prime Minister wanted to humiliate me further and force me to bear his child, but I didn't give in."
The matter of the military talent was extremely thrilling. Fortunately, Fu Xuechen did not take the next step. She cried tears of humiliation like a spring, her face covered with tears.
Now she is very resistant to having sex with Fu Xuechen. What kind of couple are they?
Having children is even more nonsense. There are only transactions and resentment between them, without any feelings. They should never bear the fruit of bad karma.
"Miss, I'm sorry for the hardship you've endured in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Please have a good rest tonight, and I'll take care of the rest of the work."
Seeing that Su Qingli was quite frightened, Qingzhu took out the handkerchief she had brought with her and wiped the tears from her face with great heartache.
"Qingzhu, help me inside. I can still hold on. I'll help you crush the remaining petals at night. I can't sleep at night anyway."
After what happened during the day, she was afraid that she would not be able to sleep tonight. Crushing these spices could kill time and prevent her from having too many wild thoughts. She really wanted to completely get Fu Xuechen out of her heart.
It’s a pity that her sachet business has encountered many twists and turns, which has delayed her for a long time and she is still at the same point.
After that, Fu Xuechen never set foot in Xiaoxiang Garden again and disturbed her peace.
Although she was confused, Su Qingli did not ask Qian Jue a single word. They lived in peace and did not interfere with each other. Such ordinary years were precious.
"Qingzhu, let's go find Xiaoxiang."
After Qingzhu's careful care, Su Qingli's body has almost recovered. The pink skin on her cheeks has become moist and shiny, and she has grown some flesh all over her body.
The whole person is no longer as thin as paper, as if he can fly away with a gust of wind, and his steps are steady.
"Miss, do you want to show these incense powder to Xiaoxiang?"
Qingzhu witnessed the fruits of their joint efforts. There were many flowers blooming in the summer, and the sun was strong and the temperature was high in summer, so the spices dried up in a few days.
The dried petals and leaves can be crushed into powder and stored in a bottle.
"Not only that, I must also give her an explanation. The sachets haven't sold, and our capital and her hard work haven't been converted into income. She must be very tight on money."
Su Qingli was thinking about Xiaoxiang's efforts. The interweaving of the lines and the threads was quite tiring for her mind and eyes. Xiaoxiang took out all her private money to subsidize her business.
Originally, Xiaoxiang wanted to borrow money from the proprietress of Yunshuijian, whom she was familiar with, but was dissuaded by her. Su Qingli didn't want to be in debt and owe favors to others everywhere.
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