Chapter 63 Liu Qiuqiu gave birth to a son

"That's good, I can go back and report. Old Madam, goodbye, Young Master Lu, goodbye!"

The maid hid her smile and left quickly.

Only when the people disappeared outside the mansion did Liu angrily throw the jade plate to the ground. The radish fell to the ground and rolled a few circles, then broke into two pieces.

At that time, hearing the scream of a woman coming from Yuxuan, Mingchun trotted to the hall and reported: "Young Master! Madam Liu is about to give birth!"

Lu Yanxiu was worried about Liu Qiuqiu and wanted to go to check on her immediately, but Liu scolded him in a low voice and taught him: "How can you go to see such a bloody and dirty place where women give birth? Stay here and wait for the baby to be born with me!"

"But grandmother, when Qiuqiu gave birth to Yijiao, I was not by her side, and the three of them almost let the mother and child meet King Yan. She gave birth today, and I am really..."

"Shut up!"

Liu suddenly slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Lu Yanxiu and cursing, "Going to such a bloody place will ruin your luck! It's a bad idea! Our Lu family is already in such a state of decline, what else do you want? If it weren't for Liu Qiuqiu, how could Su He be allowed to divorce with her dowry, putting the Lu family in such a tense situation? Now Zhili is in prison, and Liu Qiuqiu, as his sister-in-law, can't even think of a way to help? I don't know how such a useless woman could have caught your eye!"

When Su He was here, she was in charge of all the affairs of the mansion, and Liu and Lu Yanxiu never asked about the affairs of Lu Zhili and Lu Yunqing, and they were naturally obedient.

Liu Qiuqiu has been in the mansion for more than half a year now. Apart from complaining about not having enough money and not having good food in Tingyuxuan, she has not provided any substantial help to the Lu family. Liu had already disliked her a long time ago. If it weren't for her pregnant belly, she would have kicked her out long ago! Zhili is

suffering today, but Liu Qiuqiu is about to give birth. Isn't this an offense to the gods of the Lu family?

Maybe the baby in her belly is not certain!

Seeing Liu's angry eyes, Lu Yanxiu felt upset and asked helplessly, "Grandma, didn't you say that Qiuqiu gave birth to my children and was a hero to the Lu family? Why do you despise her now? I remember that you also accused Su He in the same way."

The only difference was the content of their anger, but the sadness and anger were similar.

Liu pointed at him, feeling that they were really just two people who couldn't make a good match. She gritted her teeth and said, "You! If you had said something nice to Su He, would she have left the Lu Mansion? Would she have persecuted Zhili?"

She lowered her eyes to the white radish that was broken into two pieces lying on the ground, turned her face away and said contemptuously, "Since it is ginseng from the soil, take it to the small kitchen to make soup for Liu Qiuqiu!"

"Yes." Mrs. Yang hurried forward to pick it up.

After Liu's scolding, Lu Yanxiu really didn't go to listen to Yuxuan accompany Liu Qiuqiu. He sat quietly on a chair in the hall until he heard a loud cry of a child, and he was relieved immediately.

Lu Yanxiu recalled that Liu Qiuqiu had said that she dreamed of a golden dragon when she was pregnant with this baby. Maybe it was a young master who could bring good fortune to the Lu family!

"Young master, something bad has happened! Aunt Liu..."

Before they reached the hall, Mingchun's anxious voice came over. When they walked in, they saw that the look of fear on her face had not disappeared. Lu Yanxiu scolded, "Why are you so flustered?"

Mingchun covered her mouth and almost cried. She pointed in the direction of Ting Yuxuan and answered with a crying voice, "When the old woman delivered the young master, she saw that there were a lot of large black spots on his body... on his body!"

Lu Yanxiu suddenly widened his eyes and ran towards Ting Yuxuan in surprise.

In the quiet and peaceful courtyard, Su He sat by the railing beside the pond, and threw the bait in her hand into the pond bit by bit.

Looking at the fish in a mess in the water, she curled her lips slightly.

"Miss, you are right. Madam Liu gave birth to a boy." Pei Xia came back from the Lu Mansion with a bit of bad face.

Her young lady failed to get pregnant, but the concubine who entered the house gave birth to a son. It was really not a happy thing.

"The Lu family has added incense, I guess the old lady will show off again!" Pei Xia pouted.

"Whether it is a boy or a girl, it has nothing to do with me. But I am afraid that this child will not be liked by Liu."

Su He poured all the bait in her hand into the pond, and saw the fish scrambling to grab it, and her smile seemed a little shallow.

"Why?"

"He has spots on his body, and Lu Zhili is in trouble, so Liu thinks that he is a bad omen."

Not only Liu, but also Liu Qiuqiu and Lu Yanxiu think so, so in the previous life, not long after the child was born, after seeking medical treatment in vain, they drowned him in a basin.

Afterwards, they splashed dirty water on Su He's head and said that she was jealous of Liu Qiuqiu for having two sons and one daughter, so she sent the child to see King Yan.

As soon as Liu Qiuqiu complained in front of everyone and shed tears, they all believed her words.

Su He seemed to still remember the face of the poor baby, a small face nestled in the cradle. He was originally a childish and tender little baby, but there was a domineering and vicious black spot, running all the way down from the neck, occupying half of the body.

His arrival was indeed inappropriate, and living in the world would be a sin and torture.

Su He thought that the matter of Lu Zhili had come to an end first, and the next should be the turn of Lu Yanxiu and Liu Qiuqiu.

How could these two scumbags and bitches have a good end?

In the Princess's mansion, there was singing and dancing, and it was very lively.

Lu Huaihe walked around the stone stage and came to the seat next to the carved railing. When he saw Zhaoyang listening to the music with her eyes closed, the soft voice was somewhat out of tune with the hustle and bustle.

"Mother, is the betrothal gift ready?"

Zhaoyang opened her eyes immediately upon hearing the familiar voice, and with a wave of her hand, all the movements and the sound of stringed instruments on the stage stopped abruptly.

"You come back for no reason, and you want a betrothal gift as soon as you come back?"

Zhaoyang complained, but she was as happy as if she had eaten honey.

She looked Lu Huaihe up and down, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about the betrothal gift. Even if I empty out the Princess's Mansion, I still need a daughter-in-law. Tell me, which family's daughter is she? Is she worthy of your attention?"

Ever since Huaihe mentioned the matter of marriage in front of her last time, Zhaoyang has privately investigated the people around him, but has never seen him in contact with any daughter of a rich family?

Seeing that her son is already thirty years old, but there is no concubine in the mansion, and he didn't even mention marriage before, Zhaoyang is curious from the bottom of her heart whether he is as the rumors outside say, and has some unspeakable secrets?

Today, Zhaoyang finally had the idea of ​​getting married. She didn't want to be a wicked mother-in-law who beat her daughter with a stick. She thought that even if her son married a little girl, she would have to hold her in her hands and protect her.

"She is the daughter of Lord Su, the Minister of Rites."

Lu Huaihe lifted his clothes and sat beside her, his voice clear.