When the Fourth Master came back in the evening, Wen Mianmian told him this.
Nestling in the Fourth Master's arms, she jokingly said, "There are many young ladies in this courtyard who are thinking about the Master. Master, do you want to go and see them?"
"So that they won't always say that I've been monopolizing the master's possessions and that I'm to blame."
When the Fourth Master heard what Mianmian had just said, his face immediately darkened. He was a little angry at first, but when he heard her jealous words, his tone immediately subsided.
"Mianmian, are you willing to let me go to someone else?" The Fourth Master lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
Having been with Mianmian for so long, the Fourth Master knew her temper a little bit and was very jealous.
"The legs are on the master's body. How can a mere concubine like me stop him from going wherever he wants to go?" Wen Mianmian said indifferently as she played with the Fourth Master's big hands.
The Fourth Master lowered his head, looking at the little woman nestled in his arms, and said calmly: "Oh, since Mianmian wants me to go to someone else's courtyard, then let's go tomorrow..." The Fourth Master paused for a moment, thinking for a moment, "Let's go to Li's place. I haven't been to her place for a long time."
When Wen Mianmian heard that the Fourth Master really wanted to go to someone else, she raised her head and glared at him, then threw his big hand away.
Then she was about to get out of his arms angrily, but the Fourth Master would never let her leave his arms.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms again, lowered his head and whispered softly, "You're angry."
"How dare I get angry? You are the master, and I am just a concubine with little influence. How dare I get angry?" Wen Mianmian turned her head away without even looking at him.
"You say you're not angry, but the words 'I'm very angry' are written all over your face." The Fourth Master reached out and pinched her face.
Mianmian's little face is soft and chubby, and the Fourth Master loves to pinch her face the most.
"Since you don't want me to go to someone else, then why did you say those words just now? Aren't you just making things difficult for yourself?" The Fourth Master was very puzzled. Mianmian had never said such words before.
What happened today? As soon as he came back, he said he wanted him to go to someone else's yard.
"Master, you think I want to say that. When I went to pay my respects today, everyone said that Master has been staying in my courtyard all the time, and there has been no movement in the belly for such a long time, so they said that I am monopolizing Master and that I can't have children."
"Well, let me persuade the master to go to another sister, so that he can have more children and have more descendants."
The Fourth Master didn't expect this to happen. "Mianmian, don't take these words to heart. I will handle these matters. Besides, I just want you to have children for me."
What the Fourth Master said later was true. He only wanted Mianmian, and he had no idea about the others.
When Wen Mianmian heard what the Fourth Master said, she covered his mouth and looked at him seriously, saying, "Master, you can't say such things carelessly. If anyone hears it, I will become the target of public criticism."
It was all right with her, but she had the children.
Although this was in her own courtyard, Wen Mianmian was still very afraid that these words would be heard and spread.
"Don't worry, you're safe here. How could I possibly let anything happen to you?" The Fourth Master smoothed her hair. "Don't worry about these things. I'll take care of them."
"Don't say these words again, or I will punish you."
If it weren't for the fact that Mianmian was pregnant and the baby wasn't yet firmly in the womb, the Fourth Master would have punished her severely a long time ago. How could he say such things casually?
"I know, I didn't want to say it yet." Wen Mianmian felt uncomfortable when she said these words.
"You, don't you know how to refuse? You are the concubine and it is not your place to say these things." If he didn't like Mianmian that much, he would probably walk away angrily after hearing what he said.
He didn't even dislike Mianmian because what he hated most was someone making decisions for him, and he also didn't like others arranging things for him.
He used to think it was nothing, because he was not keen on matters between men and women and these things were dispensable to him, so at that time he would not say anything if he liked the people arranged by the concubine.
He agreed for the sake of his wife, but agreeing at that time did not mean that he would definitely favor that woman.
But it’s different now. He has Mianmian. Even though he accepted the gifts from those women, he never used them. Now he only wants Mianmian.
But he could only keep these words in his heart. If others knew about it, it would only be more disadvantageous to Mianmian.
"Fujin has said it herself. Even if I refuse, Fujin will find other ways to make me accept it. In that case, why don't I satisfy her?"
It's just a matter of a word anyway. As for whether the Fourth Master will listen to it, it's none of her business.
"You~" The Fourth Master scratched her nose helplessly and lovingly.
The Fourth Master hugged her, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.
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In the following days, Wen Mianmian stayed in her yard and rarely went out. After all, her baby was not yet firmly seated, and she did not dare to walk around outside for fear that something might happen to her.
And the weather outside was getting colder and colder, so Wen Mianmian didn't want to go out anymore.
In addition to leading the children in cultivation, Wen Mianmian also provides them with enlightenment.
After the Chinese New Year, Xuanxuan and Chenchen will move to the front yard, so it is very necessary to teach them to read in advance, and they cannot be allowed to play all day.
The eldest prince not only writes well now, but can also recite a lot of Tang poetry.
Although she didn't want to compare her children with the eldest prince, she couldn't let them play all the time.
So Wen Mianmian would teach them how to write whenever she had time.
"Mom, look, does my handwriting look good?" Tiantian handed the words she wrote to her mother.
Wen Mianmian took it and Tiantian wrote her own name. It was crooked at first, but now it is much better.
"It looks good. Tiantian has improved a lot compared to the past few days." Wen Mianmian was very satisfied.
Tiantian was also very happy to hear that, and then continued to write the names of her younger brother, mother, and father.
Wen Mianmian wrote their names on a piece of paper so that they could practice according to it.
Wen Mianmian looked at what Xuanxuan and Chenchen had written.
Xuanxuan's writing is better than Tiantian's, but Chenchen's is a little hard to describe. And what are those weird scribbles next to him?
Wen Mianmian frowned slightly when she saw what Chenchen wrote.
She walked to his side, bent her slender fingers slightly, and tapped lightly on Chenchen's desk.
Chenchen, who was writing seriously, raised his head when he heard the voice and met his mother's slightly unfriendly eyes.
Chenchen couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and quickly covered what he had just drawn with his little hand.
With a flattering smile on his face, he said: "Mother~"
"Take your hands away." Wen Mianmian pointed at his chubby little hands and said.
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