Chapter 17 Don’t you want to have a baby with me?
Cheng Nianying lowered her head and sniffed her sleeve to check if there was any blood left.
Wu Xun noticed her abrupt movements and couldn't help but ask, "What is the Princess doing?"
"I touched the kitten and it smelled. I was worried that the prince would smell it." Cheng Nianying met his gaze without blinking.
Wu Xun turned his face away uncomfortably.
It's a big doubt, and once she doubts, she will look at you with this expression, concentrating all her attention.
After all, she is so beautiful that it is irresistible.
"The Princess is back?" Nanny Shi came out from the inner room.
She looked worried: "I should have asked the Princess to bring a few more people with her. I'm afraid she won't know the way here. If she gets lost in the mansion, it will be very worrying."
Mother Zou felt embarrassed when she heard this.
Is this a sign of looking down on the servants in their mansion?
Then I really have to fight for my reputation in the future.
Cheng Nianying nodded, lifted her skirt, and climbed the stairs in three or two steps. In the blink of an eye, she stepped into the door.
Before anyone could react, she had already arrived in front of Fu Yi.
"Are you feeling better today?" Cheng Nianying took the initiative to speak.
Fu Yi held the hand warmer in his palm, gently stroking the handle, and said, "I feel better after eating the bamboo tube rice you made yourself, so I came to see you."
Cheng Nianying stood there, wondering, "Does bamboo rice have such benefits?"
Fu Yi was silent.
Does she really not understand?
Aunt Shi followed in from behind and added with a smile: "It's different when you make it yourself."
Cheng Nianying finally understood, and she glanced at Fu Yi quietly.
Would a noble like the Prince of a County also speak sweet words? Just because "I" am his wife?
It's great to be his wife.
So far, Cheng Nianying has not found any shortcomings.
"Why aren't you talking?" Fu Yi looked up at her.
If the Marquis's Mansion was looking for someone to marry in place of their daughter, they should have found someone who was good at pleasing others. Why is she so stupid?
Cheng Nianying blinked and said, "I am very happy to hear what the prince said, but I dare not really agree to it. Otherwise, I will have to cook bamboo tube rice every day in the future."
Fu Yi laughed: "Oh? Shouldn't you say that you are willing to make bamboo tube rice every day just for me to get better soon?"
Cheng Nianying stretched out her hand: "I think my hand doesn't think so."
Fu Yi took a look, and then a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Why is it getting even redder?"
Cheng Nianying: "Who would have thought that chopping bamboo would shake your hands so much?"
Fu Yi restrained his expression and said, "It would be bad to ask you to sacrifice yourself for me every day." As he said that, he threw away the hand warmer.
Cheng Nianying walked into the inner room.
Fu Yi: "What are you going to do?"
"Wash yourself and touch the kitten."
"Why are you in such a hurry? Come here, let me see your hands."
"The kitten is a little dirty..."
"come over."
Cheng Nianying looked at him.
Fu Yi was still sitting there leaning sideways. He was sick and looked like he had no strength to sit up straight.
But at this moment, Cheng Nianying vaguely sensed a kind of momentum from him.
That seems to be a kind of demeanor that all nobles have.
What happened to Prince Danshuo was more obscure and more powerful.
Cheng Nianying took a step towards him.
Fu Yi grabbed her wrist, then lowered his eyes and sniffed.
Cheng Nianying's heart was a little excited.
But it wasn't out of fear.
The palace maid beside her lowered her head and didn't dare to look closely.
"Why does it smell like blood?" Fu Yi asked without raising his head.
The boy was caught off guard and was strangled by her, and he actually bit his tongue.
Blood spilled onto the back of his hand.
Cheng Nianying said: "It's on the kitten."
"Did you bring it back without washing it?"
"Well, they said it was too small and would kill me if I washed it."
"Go and fetch some water." Fu Yi ordered the palace maid.
He didn't let go of Cheng Nianying's hand, and said, "It seems that I really can't ask you to make bamboo tube rice in the future. You'd better take good care of these hands."
While taking the handkerchief from the palace maid.
Cheng Nianying curled her fingertips and said uncomfortably, "I can wash it myself."
"Look, you've done something for me, so I should do something for you. This kind of give-and-take is the way for a couple to get along long-term."
Fu Yi said as he pried open her clasped fingers.
His fingertips were cold as they touched her palm.
No sweat.
It means she's not nervous at all.
He went to meet someone he shouldn't have met, and when he came back I caught him red-handed. Don't you feel any emotion at all?
Fu Yi raised the end of his eyebrows and rubbed soap over each of her fingers with interest.
After a while, she finally responded.
She said, “That’s weird.”
Fu Yi wiped her with a handkerchief: "What's strange about it?"
Cheng Nianying sat in front of him and whispered, "It's itchy."
The skin becomes puffy.
Fu Yi chuckled: "You feel itchy now? On the day we returned home, how dare you brazenly say in front of Fu Ruiming that you wanted to have a child with me?"
Cheng Nianying would never blush.
Now that I heard him reveal it like this, I felt a little warmer.
But she would never admit that she was wrong, so she immediately asked, "Master Fu, are you still complaining?"
Naturally, Fu Yi would not say that he heard it himself.
He let go of Cheng Nianying's hand and said, "You must let me know about this matter, otherwise how can I discuss it with you?"
Cheng Nianying: "Oh."
But she didn't feel comfortable sleeping with him.
It should be left to the real daughter of the marquis.
Cheng Nianying quickly rinsed her hands in another basin of clean water and said, "I wonder when the prince's health will recover."
Fu Yi seemed to laugh out of anger: "It's my fault for keeping you waiting for so long."
"Where?" Cheng Nianying quickly shook her head: "When I said that that day, I just didn't want Master Fu to do everything for me."
"That's why."
Cheng Nianying nodded again and again: "Well, the prince should take good care of his health."
She was afraid that he would say something, so she decided to give it a try tonight.
He added: "I'm not in a hurry."
Fu Yi: “…”
He turned his eyes to glance at the palace maids beside him, and they were all blushing.
Only he, the princess of the county, has not yet realized it at all.
"Apply some more medicine." He paused and called out, "Punch Officer Wu."
Wu Xun immediately came in and pushed him.
"The Prince is leaving now?" Cheng Nianying blurted out.
She still couldn't believe it, so just come over and wash her hands?
Fu Yi responded softly: "Yes, then go back and have a good rest and take care of your body."
Cheng Nianying moved her lips and heard Fu Yi speak again: "You too. There are needle marks on your hands, but are they from making purses? Take good care of them. If the women from other mansions invite you to visit in a few days, I'm afraid they will think you've suffered in the Prince's Mansion."
Cheng Nianying: "...Yeah."
Is she overthinking it?
If a female relative from another mansion invites us in a few days... it seems as if Prince Danshuo knows what the servant said.
Fu Yi left.
Cheng Nianying immediately called Mother Zou into the bedroom.
Mother Zou's face also turned red, and she thought to herself that this person might really become the legitimate princess of a county in the near future!
Who cares whether a child is real or fake during his lifetime?
"I killed a man."
Mother Zou suddenly heard her say.
Suddenly, the old man's face turned from red to white: "W-what?"
She now knew that Mu He was not hard of hearing that day because of her young age. Rather, she was so shocked that she instinctively did not want to admit that she had heard something.
Cheng Nianying glanced at her, seemingly puzzled as to why she was so frightened.
Cheng Nianying continued, "Do you know who the man who appeared in Wanxiangyuan that day was?"
Mother Zou's scalp tingled: "No, I don't know. He, he came to the Prince's Mansion?"
"He didn't come, but he placed spies."
Mother Zou was about to faint: "Oh my God! What should I do? What if the prince finds out..."
Cheng Nianying looked at her strangely again, not understanding why she was so panicked.
"So I killed him."
Mother Zou choked up, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether she should be terrified or relieved.
In the end, all the complicated thoughts converged into one -
What is the origin of this person?
"Find an excuse to go back to the Marquis' Mansion and ask the Marquis's wife if she knows about this matter. Once you find out the man's identity, come back and tell me, and I'll take care of it all."
Mother Zou swallowed hard.
sky!
How can such a big thing be made to sound as easy as chopping melons and vegetables!
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