Chapter 983: Mr. Zhou, your wife is also very powerful

When Zhou Shuren returned home and learned about what happened at the Prince of Chu's Mansion, he sat there in silence. He knew that the invitation from the Prince of Chu's Mansion was not simple, but he did not expect it to be so dangerous.

The situation is tense now. The King of Liang lost his gentle pretense and showed his teeth first, and now it's the King of Chu's turn.

This was becoming increasingly disadvantageous to the Zhou family, and the methods used against the Zhou family were no longer gentle. If he could still enter the palace and if he still had the ability, the King of Chu would have been even more ruthless.

Zhulan pushed her husband and said, "What are you thinking about? I called you several times, but you didn't respond."

Zhou Shuren held his wife's hand on his shoulder and said, "I just suddenly felt a little useless. I have been trying to prevent the Zhou family from being involved in the vortex, but I still couldn't avoid it."

"Don't say that. How can you be useless? Everything the Zhou family has now was built up by you step by step. You protect our family, and my current imperial decree was earned by you and me."

Zhu Lan held Zhou Shuren's face with both hands, "Listen, you are not a god, you can't guess everyone's thoughts. It's fine now. As long as we are careful, it's no big deal."

Zhou Shuren held his wife's hand and said, "You were almost tricked today. I failed to protect you."

Zhulan was unhappy and pointed at herself, "I am also very powerful, okay? Don't take all the responsibility on yourself. I have always been with you. You can see that I am rarely plotted against in the backyard. It's a pity that women cannot be officials, otherwise I can also protect you from the wind and rain."

Zhou Shuren felt much happier, with a smile in his eyes, "Yes, yes, you have always been great."

"That's right."

Chang Lian stood at the door. No wonder his eldest brother didn't come to call his parents for dinner. His eldest brother guessed that his parents were chatting and the old couple were almost face to face.

While eating, Boss Zhou was drinking a little wine, and he was still smart.

Chang Lian glared at his eldest brother. He was about to run away, but was discovered by his father. The old man must have been too embarrassed to save his face, so he punished him out of anger. He was such an adult and had been a father twice, but he was still punished to endorse a book!

Zhulan was already thick-skinned enough and ate her meal comfortably.

Zhou Shuren was unhappy, the good atmosphere was ruined!

In Ninghou Mansion, Rongchuan picked up the dishes in a disjointed manner but did not eat them.

Ningxu lost her appetite, "What are you thinking about if you don't eat properly?"

Rong Chuan simply put down his chopsticks, "Dad, have you heard about what happened in Prince Chu's Palace?"

"Are you worried about your aunt? I don't think you need to be. Your aunt is smarter than you are, and no less cunning than your uncle."

The news about the Prince of Chu's Palace had already spread everywhere, and he knew that Zhou Yang had replied without saying anything.

Rong Chuan shook his head, "I'm not worried about my aunt, I just wonder why everyone wants to fight for the throne, isn't it nice to be a wise king?"

"Everyone's harem, legitimate sons and illegitimate sons are fighting for it, let alone the royal family."

Rongchuan picked up the chopsticks and said, "My son is still the happiest, my only child."

He had heard it so many times that he actually liked being called the only one.

Ning Xu didn't want to say anything unhappy, "The courtyard where you're getting married has been decorated, see if there's anything else you want to add."

Rongchuan was very happy. He was going to get married. He had forgotten all the emotion just now. "Dad, my aunt is going to have a birthday soon. What gift do you think I should give her?"

Ning Xu was speechless, "When did you celebrate your father's birthday so enthusiastically?"

Rongchuan felt that he was wronged. "I was very active when Dad celebrated his birthday. Dad was very happy when he received the gifts."

Ning Xu picked up the chopsticks and said, "Okay, let's eat. The food is getting cold."

Time flies and it is already the eighth month of the lunar calendar. This year is a year of good weather and good harvests. In August, the biggest event for the Zhou family is Zhulan's birthday.

On the second day of August, Zhulan's birthday, she opened her eyes in the morning and was stunned. The house had changed. The whole house was filled with paintings. The people in the paintings were all her, from her childhood to the present.

The clothes, background and appearance have changed.

Zhou Shuren stood aside holding a box. He opened the box and found a pair of rings. Zhulan was very touched. She just picked up the rings and looked at them carefully. "Why are they made of gold?"

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "Look inside the ring."

Zhulan opened it and saw their names inside, "Did you do this?"

Zhou Shuren put the ring on his wife and said, "I asked a craftsman to make it. I wanted to use other materials. The words on it would not be clear, so I thought about using gold."

Zhulan looked at the ring and said, "It's a bit big."

Zhou Shuren took a step back and explained, "You will definitely gain weight in winter, so I made it bigger so you can fit in."

Zhulan, ".......Come here, I won't hit you."

Zhou Shuren shook his head, "No, how about it, a surprise? Although the ring was not made by me, the painting was drawn by me."

Zhulan was surprised, but she just said, "None of them is my real appearance."

Zhou Shuren was speechless, "I dare not draw it, what if the children see it and think I have empathy!"

Zhulan wanted to draw herself for Zhou Shuren, but she didn't dare to draw because there was always someone beside her. "I've been looking at this face for so long that I've lost track of what I look like."

Zhou Shuren, "I won't. I always remember what I look like."

Zhulan revealed the shortcoming, "Because the gap is so big, I naturally remember it clearly."

Zhou Shuren snorted, "I feel like you're attacking me personally."

Zhulan smiled, put on her shoes and walked down, kissing her husband on the cheek, "Thank you for your hard work. You still have time to paint when you are so busy."

"Your birthday only comes once a year, and I have to squeeze in some time to prepare a gift for you."

Zhulan took the clothes she had prepared long ago and put them on. Today was her birthday and many people would be coming. "Don't pack, I'll let the maids do it later."

Zhou Shuren got off the chair and said, "I hung it up myself last night because I was afraid of waking you up."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhou Shuren looked at his daughter-in-law's smile and felt that it was all worth it.

Zhulan finished washing up, and Mrs. Song combed her hair. Zhulan asked, "Where is the master?"

Mrs. Song smiled and said, "The master is out."

Zhulan thought, is there another surprise?

When Zhulan came out, she looked at the big bouquet of flowers. She hadn't seen a modern bouquet of flowers for a long time. This bouquet had all kinds of flowers in beautiful colors.

Zhulan asked, "Did you make the bouquet?"

Zhou Shuren blinked his eyes, "Yes, I ruined Huayuan's words. Yudie and the other girls will definitely cry today."

Zhulan took a closer look and saw that the most colorful flowers were the ones that the girls liked. "I'll tell them that you picked them."

"No, I just want to surprise you. How about it, do you like it?"

Zhulan held the flower and said, "I like it, I like it very much, but your surprise is a bit expensive. Do you know that there are few flowers in August and the flowers in the yard are not cheap?"

Zhou Shuren knew, how could he not know, "It only happens once a year, so it's worth it to splurge a bit."

He doesn't understand the language of flowers, so he picks them in whatever combination looks best. His aesthetic sense is still good.

Zhulan held the flowers and said, "I like your gift very much."

(End of this chapter)