Chapter 538 Letter



Chapter 538 Letter

Zhou Shuren knew that Zhulan was frightened, so he hugged her and said, "No, it's useless. We arrived in the capital safely."

Zhulan's eyes were red. "That's good, that's good. Stop hugging me. I've prepared some hot water. Go take a bath and relax."

Zhou Shuren hugged Zhulan tightly, "Hold me for a while longer."

Even though he looked calm, he was still scared inside even though the problem was solved.

Zhulan smelled the familiar scent on Zhou Shuren and felt at peace.

Half an hour later, Zhou Shuren finished his bath and felt much better. The food prepared by Zhulan was on the table. She personally served Zhou Shuren chicken soup. "I received the message you sent me this morning, so I asked the kitchen to cook ginseng chicken soup. Drink it quickly to replenish your body."

Zhou Shuren took the bowl and found it was not very hot. He blew on it for a while and drank it down his stomach. "Don't bother with that."

Zhu Lan stared at Zhou Shuren's face. It was an ordinary face, but she just couldn't get enough of it. "Did you resolve the issue of the real and fake fifth prince smoothly?"

Zhou Shuren sneered, "Everyone knows in their hearts, of course it went smoothly, surprisingly smoothly."

Zhu Lan asked, "It doesn't involve Miss Yao Er, does it?"

Su Xuan spoke up for Miss Yao Er a lot in the morning. She had a good impression of Miss Yao Er and hoped not to be implicated.

Zhou Shuren poured himself another bowl of soup and said, "Except for the fake one in the Fifth Prince's mansion, no one is implicated. However, even if there is no connection, Miss Yao's life will not be easy."

Zhulan sighed, "Yeah."

In the Mansion of Marquis Yao, Yao Yao looked at his concubine sister expressionlessly. The concubine sister Yao Xin was fourteen years old and now had become the most promising lady in the Mansion. From the time when the Fifth Prince was betrothed to today's real and fake Fifth Prince, her status as the legitimate daughter in the Mansion had plummeted. If she did not have a mother who was the mistress of the house, it was estimated that the servants would dare to bully her.

Thinking of the maids and the old woman, true friendship is revealed in times of adversity and a person's true character is revealed over time. In just two days, except for the old woman who had watched her grow up and the two maids who grew up with her, all the others had unfaithful tendencies.

Yao Xin was very relieved. So what if she was the eldest daughter? "My sister has been staying in her room these past two days, so she probably doesn't know."

Yao Yao said calmly, "Know what?"

Yao Xin hooked her eyes and said, "Ah, it seems that sister really doesn't know that from tomorrow on, my aunt will be in charge of the house until mother recovers from her illness."

Yao Yao felt heavy in her heart. Her mother was so angry with her that she had a quarrel with her father and then fell ill. As for the management of the house, well, that was up to her father.

Should she count the money in her hand? The days ahead will not be easy. "Oh."

Yao Xin's expression changed. It was obvious that her elder sister was deposed, so why was she still so indifferent? It was really an insult. She snorted with a cold face.

After Yao Yao's concubine sister left, he felt relieved in his heart. The real prince had returned, and he had passed the most difficult hurdle. It was great.

The next day, Zhulan woke up very early, opened her eyes and looked at Zhou Shuren without blinking. When Zhou Shuren woke up, Zhulan smiled and said, "You're awake."

Zhou Shuren turned sideways and said, "It looks like you've been up for a while."

Zhu Lan hugged Zhou Shuren's neck and said, "It's so nice to see you when I open my eyes."

Zhou Shuren, "Me too."

“Ah, ah.”

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren looked in the direction of the sound and saw that their little son had woken up. He pulled away the quilt and sat up. The chubby little guy tilted his head curiously, which was extremely adorable.

Zhulan took her son and tucked him into the quilt. The temperature in the room was low in the morning. "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold? You always take off the quilt every morning."

Zhou Shuren looked at his wife and son, and felt warm in his heart. Unfortunately, the warmth did not last for a few seconds. Zhou Shuren's face darkened, "You little bastard, you wet the bed again."

Zhu Lan burst out laughing. This kid had penetrated Zhou Shuren's body thirteen times out of ten. She kissed her son, "You little bastard."

Zhou Shuren originally wanted his wife and children to lie on the warm bed for a while longer, but now that was no longer necessary and he had to get up. He was angry, but his son was still young and didn't understand anything. But when he saw the brat giggling, his anger disappeared.

At the government office, Zhou Shuren felt envious and jealous gazes as he entered the office. He understood in his heart that everyone knew that he was staying in the palace. These people were really well-informed.

Lord Wang stepped forward and asked, "Lord Zhou, would you like to have a drink together tonight?"

Zhou Shuren refused, "No, I want to go home to be with my son."

Lord Wang curled his lips inwardly. What do you mean by accompanying his son? It's obviously accompanying his wife. However, Lord Zhou and his wife have such a good relationship. When he thought about how Mrs. Tao would mention Lord Zhou and his wife in a sour tone every time he went to his aunt's room, he felt particularly guilty.

Zhou Shuren saw Lord Wang standing in front of the table motionless, "Anything else?"

Lord Wang was silent. "Sir, I have a question for you."

Zhou Shuren thought it was not a good question, "You ask it."

Lord Wang lowered his voice, "Sir, have you really never thought about taking a concubine? Have you never thought about it?"

He had been curious for a long time. He and his wife had a good relationship, but he still had a concubine.

Zhou Shuren, "Lord Wang, I value the soul, not the body, and my heart is very small, it can only accommodate my wife. Lord Wang, only sincerity can win true love, but you won't understand even if I tell you!"

After saying that, Zhou Shuren patted Lord Wang on the shoulder and said, "Think about it carefully."

Lord Wang was stunned. His sincerity was exchanged for his true heart. He thought of what his wife said when she just got married, that she wished to find a devoted person and live together till old age. Although their relationship is good now, they are still separated. He was really bad-mouthed. Why did he ask Lord Zhou? In the end, he was the one who was frustrated.

At the Zhou residence, there were three snacks in front of Zhulan. Under Li's expectant gaze, she picked up each one and tasted them. The snacks were filled with fruit puree.

After seeing her mother taste it, Li asked nervously, "Mom, how does it taste?"

Zhulan took a sip of hot water and swallowed the snack in her mouth. She pointed at the apple-flavored snack and said, "Besides this, the other two are fine."

The apples tasted weird.

Li was confused. She also thought the apples tasted bad. "Then I'll think about it."

Zhulan wanted to give some advice, but swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue and let Li figure it out on her own. Zhulan looked at Li who was mumbling and felt really nostalgic. Li hadn't been so energetic for a long time. This time, in order to have more recipes to invest in, Li wanted to stay in the kitchen forever.

Zhulan narrowed her eyes. In the backyard of the house, Li was more vivid like this. "Just think about it slowly, there's no rush."

So I grabbed my hair and it's all messy.

Li muttered something, then clapped her hands. The sound of her two fat hands clapping together was particularly loud, which scared Zhulan. Li jumped up and said, "Mom, I know, I know."

Then he ran away in a hurry.

Zhulan and Mrs. Song looked at each other and both smiled.

After a while, Mrs. Dong came with a letter in her hand, "Mom, this is a letter from my eldest sister."

Zhulan was puzzled, "The letter your elder sister sent me?"

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