My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

Chapter 444: Maybe he has a mistress outside

I first looked at the thinnest one addressed to the old Ningping Marquis Mansion. It just had a simple line of words.

The emperor's eyes twitched. This was really perfunctory.

But what about this detoxification? The emperor frowned and kept the doubt in his heart.

He opened the letter to the Fu family again.

This letter was addressed to Fu Zhiyi's mother, Lan. From the beginning, it was obvious that it was dictated by Lu Zhenzhen and handwritten by Fu Zhiyi, and it was full of sweet words.

Something like, "I miss the capital city as soon as I leave it; when I see beautiful scenery, I feel regretful that my wife is not by my side; when I don't have my wife to share the delicious food with me, its taste is diminished by three points."

The emperor couldn't help but rub his goosebumps.

After finally reading the latter part, he finally talked about the safe arrival, and said that Fu Zhiyi had found the golden cicada, successfully detoxified it, and was recuperating, and told Lan not to worry.

Having seen the main point, the emperor did not pay much attention to the long paragraph describing how hot South Vietnam was, the scenery, and the delicious food. He glanced at it briefly and threw it aside.

I looked at the letter written to the Lan family again. It was similar in content, explaining that Fu Zhiyi had detoxified the poison and everything went smoothly. It also mentioned a few more words about the developed business in South Vietnam.

Finally, it was given to the fourth princess Changle.

When I opened it, I saw that the letter paper was stained with vermilion from the ink, and the pattern was particularly strange.

There was no mention of Fu Zhiyi's detoxification, but instead a long description of the scenery, customs and people he had seen along the way. Although it was all in vernacular, Lu Zhenzhen's description was particularly fresh and interesting, and even the emperor was attracted by it.

It was only at the end that I saw Lu Zhenzhen mention to Changle that the strange vermilion patterns were the so-called anti-counterfeiting mark.

She also said that she had carefully selected a walnut and would use it as an anti-counterfeiting seal. From then on, every letter she wrote would only be the one with the walnut seal on the middle, and that it was her letter to Changle.

If not, it is fake.

At the bottom of the letter, the grain of the walnut was copied from various angles to make it easier for Changle to check.

The emperor looked at the bottom row of red walnut patterns and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

I carefully compared it with the walnut on the seam for a long time, and finally they matched.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

He put the letter aside and cursed with a smile: "You are so clever, you come up with these exquisite mischiefs every day."

He gestured to the eunuch to pack the letters and said, "After packing, send them out according to the instructions on the envelopes."

The eunuch lowered his head and put the letter away, put it in his arms, and walked out.

Only then did the emperor open the last letter.

This letter was naturally different from the previous ones, as it was sealed with wax.

The emperor opened the letter and quickly scanned the two thin sheets of paper from beginning to end. His expression relaxed a little.

He carefully read the letter word by word for a while, drummed his fingers on the table for a long time, then picked up the pen and wrote a few lines. After affixing the imperial seal, he put it in an envelope, sealed it with wax, and then put it back into the wooden box.

After knocking on a small jade plate on the table, someone came in immediately, took the wooden box away, and left quietly.

Ningping Marquis Mansion.

Mrs. Hu was handling daily affairs in the mansion. Sitting on the kang next to her was Yue Jie'er, playing with Bo Ge'er with a rattle.

Bo Ge'er is almost a hundred days old. He is the legitimate son of Ningping Marquis. Just when he was one month old, Ningping Marquis Fu Zhijian asked him to be named the crown prince.

With four or five wet nurses around him, and the eldest wife, Mrs. Jin, and his biological mother, Mrs. Hu, looking after him, he was raised to be plump and fair.

The arms are like tender lotus roots, with sections all around, very round and cute.

At this moment, she was amused by her two sisters and laughed so hard that her saliva was dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Mrs. Hu looked at this scene and felt a rare sense of relief.

Ever since the second and third wives moved out, the mansion has become much quieter and lonelier.

Not to mention that Old Lady Bai was not used to it, even she was a little uncomfortable with it.

Zhao was pregnant and for some unknown reason she had a big fight with Fu Zhiming and had a miscarriage.

A baby girl was born prematurely. She was so fragile that she had to take medicine right after she learned to drink milk. Now she is almost a month old, and it is said that she is still very thin and has not gained much weight.

Zhao's health was also damaged when she gave birth to this little girl. Now both mother and daughter are ill and need to take medicine to recuperate.

They all lived peacefully.

As for Lunger, he has become the center of attention in the Marquis's Mansion and is very precious.

After Boger was born, his status declined a lot.

Not to mention that after he was named the crown prince at the age of one month, Long Ge'er's life in the mansion became increasingly worse than before.

Zhao was sick herself and had to take care of her daughter, so she couldn't do it at all.

Fu Zhiming cannot be relied upon. He has been running out every day recently and has been run into by Fu Zhijian several times. She said that she saw him buying women's things but not bringing them back home. It is possible that he has a mistress outside.

Although Mrs. Hu had no ill will towards Lunger, she only ordered her servants not to neglect him, and to give him everything he deserved, and nothing in excess.

If it weren't for the eldest master Fu Heming still protecting Lun Ge'er, I'm afraid his life would be even more difficult.

A few days ago, I saw that Lun Ge, who used to be a bit domineering, has now become much quieter.

Even though Mrs. Hu felt a little reluctant to see this, she had no intention of changing anything.

Given the eldest master's temper, Fu Zhiming and his family will have to live with them for many years.

Fu Zhiming has now attached himself to the Third Prince, and his attitude towards them, his brother and sister-in-law, in the mansion is getting worse day by day.

Occasionally, rumors reached her ears that Fu Zhiming was still unwilling to give up on the title.

Now she just wanted to kick Fu Zhiming and his family out of the Marquis' Mansion so that she wouldn't have to see them and be bothered by them.

There is no extra sympathy for Lun Ge'er.

At this moment, seeing Sister Yue and Brother Bo making fun of each other, he couldn't help but smile a little.

Just as she was about to say something, someone came in and said, "Madam, the concierge said there's a letter from South Vietnam delivered to your house. It doesn't specify who it's for. Where should it be sent?"

Hu was startled, then immediately realized, South Vietnam? Isn't this where the fourth brother and his friends were exiled?

Peace has arrived. Are you sending a letter to report your safety?

Since there was no address for the recipient of the letter, Mrs. Hu naturally ordered, "Send it to me."

Soon, the letter arrived. It was thin and the opening was sealed casually.

Hu hesitated for a moment, but still opened the letter and saw that it was written by Fu Zhiyi. It began with greetings for the old marquis and the old lady.

Hu immediately realized that this was a gift for the old marquis.

She felt she shouldn't have read it, but after finishing the short sentence, Mrs. Hu was quickly captivated by the following sentence: "The poison has been resolved, let's be well together, don't worry!"

My heart skipped a beat: Detoxification? Who was poisoned? The fourth brother or the fourth brother's wife?

His heart was pounding violently, but he remained calm, put the letter back, and quickly sent it to the good marquis.

I was in a daze the whole day, my mind was full of that sentence, and my mind was full of speculation, who was poisoned?