Chapter 6 Feeding Her the Infertility Soup
"What's wrong?" Shaoyao scratched her head in confusion.
"There's an undercurrent. There's an undercurrent in this room."
Aunt Dan laughed and raised her hand to admire her newly dyed hair in the sunlight, "This Marquis' Mansion is about to become lively..."
The smile in her eyes gradually became deeper:
"The dirty deeds done by the Marquis' wife are buried too deep..."
"The mountains of corpses buried in this mansion must finally see the light of day..."
…
Li Jiaojiao didn’t actually faint from anger.
She was pretending to be faint.
In such an embarrassing situation, if she didn't faint, she would lose her composure and control her facial expressions.
In the courtyard, on the couch.
A pair of babies have been taken away by their nurse to be coaxed to sleep.
Li Ziyan was pacing in front of the door. Seeing the eyelashes of the person on the bed fluttering, she stepped forward:
"Jiaojiao, you're awake."
“Wuwuwu…”
Li Jiaojiao covered her face and sobbed, "Aunt, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."
Li Ziyan hugged her in her arms and comforted her, "Silly child, don't take what I said today to heart."
Zhou Yan also hurried over and said distressedly, "Seeing Jiaojiao faint from anger today, my heart was really torn."
"Why did you follow me here? If Su Luo finds out..." Li Zi Yan frowned.
"She can't possibly find out!" Zhou Yan sneered, "A silly woman like that would be fooled by me if I used a little trick."
"You didn't go to Su Luo's place after you returned home. It's a bit unreasonable for you to run here again." Li Zi Yan couldn't help but say.
"That's right." Thinking of that face, Zhou Yan pondered for a moment: "Jiaojiao, I'm going to Su Luo's place first, don't worry."
After Zhou Yan and Li Zi Yan left.
Li Jiaojiao's expression suddenly became very cold, and she used her nails so hard that she almost dug into the pillow.
Just now in the main hall, Zhou Yan was stunned when he first saw Su Luo.
Did he think he didn't know?
In this world, she doesn't believe in men or her in-laws.
What if Zhou Yan loses his mind and changes his heart?
Wouldn’t it be a waste for her to give birth to her two children?
She wants to take action herself to prevent future troubles.
She has never failed when it comes to dealing with women.
After all, a woman of her background is best at dealing with women.
…
In front of the dressing mirror.
Su Luo gently pulled out the red hairpin from her hair, her beautiful eyes revealing a hint of cold sharpness:
"Did that bitch Zhou Yan go to Li Jiaojiao's place just now?"
Yun Ran, who had taken off the black mask, panted and said, "Exactly. He's coming to our courtyard now. This prince is quite busy, forcing his illegitimate sister into his home and even coming to his wife to deal with her."
"Miss, tell me, why did the prince come to us?"
"What could it be?" Su Luo laughed, "Of course you think I'm stupid."
"Come and cheat me out of my money!"
"And they want me to be sterilized."
Su Luo touched her flat belly.
That night she and Mo Jin...
Afterwards, her parents-in-law gave her a bowl of contraceptive soup.
but--
She didn't drink.
because--
She held out a glimmer of hope.
She wanted to get pregnant with Mo Jin's child and have that backer.
but--
I heard about it, of course I just heard about it.
It was secretly rumored that Mo Jin was not interested in women and had not married at the age of 23. The main reason was that he had difficulty in having children.
The royal family of their lineage, perhaps as retribution for killing so many people, has very few descendants.
The previous emperor appointed dozens of concubines, but they only gave birth to two children: the current emperor and Mo Jin.
The emperor took in a hundred or eighty concubines, but still didn't give birth to a prince, not even a princess!
The royal family is almost extinct.
Mo Jin is here...
Tsk.
It's hard to say.
I don't know if she can get pregnant.
After a while, the steady footsteps of marching people were heard outside the door.
Zhou Yan was holding a bowl of ginseng and black chicken soup, his face looked a little dazed, as if he was thinking about something.
He had promised Jiaojiao that the only woman who could give birth to his children in this life would be Jiaojiao.
so……
No matter what, I have to coax my wife to drink this bowl of infertility soup today.
in addition……
The side courtyard where Jiaojiao lived had poor lighting, so he planned to expand and renovate it, but his mother said that the Marquis's Mansion had no extra savings.
But you can't let Jiaojiao be wronged.
So he planned to say some sweet words and "borrow" some dowry from his new wife to build a bigger house for his darling little sweetheart!
As soon as I stepped into the room, I saw the sunlight shining through the window pane.
The woman's long black hair falls like a waterfall, half covering her slender waist, and her back is extremely beautiful.
The woman turned around and smiled slightly: "The prince is here?"
Under the halo, the woman asked, "Why are you in a daze, my lord?"
Zhou Yan snapped back to his senses, hastily looking away, his face flushing red. "Who thought you were in a daze? I was just blinded by the wind."
This woman is always scheming and she made him dazed again just now!
It's so abominable.
Zhou Yan clenched his fist and said coldly, "In broad daylight, why don't you tie your hair up? How can this be considered decent?"
After sitting down on the tea chair, his handsome face was full of seriousness.
"Su Luo, I don't like you! So these little tricks of yours are useless in front of me. If I don't love someone, I will never love them! If I fall in love with someone, then I will only love her in this life!"
As if afraid that Su Luo would be sad, he added a few more words: "But the wedding is already done, I will also treat you as my wife and give you the treatment a wife should give. As for the rest, don't fantasize about it!"
"I wasn't in the bridal chamber on our wedding night. I neglected you. I'm sorry. So, I made a bowl of chicken soup as compensation."
Thinking that this woman would never be able to bear children, he felt a subtle pity in his heart. He held the bowl of soup and sighed, "Drink it, I'll feed you."
Su Luo smiled slightly, and her fingertips, stained with cardamom, gently pushed the soup bowl away: "The soup that the prince made for me, I can't bear to drink it. I want to savor it slowly. Let me do it myself."
Then, when they took the bowl of soup, their fingertips accidentally touched.
Su Luo felt disgusted.
It was as if a tiny electric current ran through Zhou Yan's body, making him feel numb and tingling.
The touch of the fingertips was different from Jiaojiao's, with a different kind of tenderness and smoothness.
Jiaojiao's fingers are not as white as Su Luo's.
Su Luo raised her sleeves, half covering her lips and face, and drank the bowl of infertility soup in small sips with her head tilted back.
She actually values the chicken soup I made for her so much?
She really loves herself so much!
Zhou Yan suddenly felt a little emotional:
Have I been too harsh on my wife?
But thinking of Jiaojiao who had just given birth, his heart hardened again, and he wondered how to ask Su Luo to give him the money:
"Luo'er, I have a business that can make you rich. Do you want to try it?"
"The kind that allows you to make a huge profit, only profit and no loss."
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