Get pregnant soon, and beauties will have many happy pregnancies

Ji Shoufu suddenly laughed, waved his hand and said, "No, you can go down. You must keep this matter secret."

After the captain of the guard retired, Ji Shoufu was pacing in the study. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. It was already midnight, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

She truly deserves to be his daughter. She is really brave and resourceful, and she dares to think and do!

If he were a man, even if this generation of the Ji family was established, he would have been able to retire from the court earlier and enjoy his old age in peace.

Now this is an unexpected surprise. Maybe the Ji family will soon give birth to a royal concubine, or even a crown princess, or even a queen!

Even if the next generation of family heads becomes mediocre, Huan'er can still keep the Ji family in peace for decades. A hundred years later, he will have the dignity to meet his ancestors.

For a family like theirs, being mediocre is not scary. It is impossible for every generation to sit in the high position of chief minister. As long as the bloodline inheritance and family education are preserved, there will always be a day when they can rise again.

Ji Shoufu finally let go of the stone in his heart. If his son had no future, he would adopt a mature man. All he had to do was listen to Huan'er. Huan'er was smart and would definitely understand his painstaking efforts.

Ji Shoufu couldn't sleep, so he walked to Mrs. Ji's yard. When he came to his senses, he was already standing at the door of Mrs. Ji's house.

Before he could stop him, Zitan had already gone in to report. Mrs. Ji was already a light sleeper. When she heard the noise, she immediately got up with her clothes on and trotted all the way to the door to greet her husband.

Ji Shoufu took his wife's hand. She had not applied makeup, and there were already fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Her eyes were still soft, just like when they first met her.

When he was young and proud, he won three yuan in a row and was high-spirited. Unexpectedly, he offended the powerful people of the day and was sent to a remote rural area to become a small county magistrate. They were newly married at the time. When this happened, his wife did not complain and packed her bags to accompany him to take office.

It was really hard at that time, local bandits were infested, and if you were not careful, you would lose your life.

The officialdom has gone through several ups and downs, his enemies have died or been demoted, but he has also reached his current high position, and the person he is most grateful to is his wife.

Mrs. Ji touched her cheek uneasily and said softly: "Master didn't tell you in advance that he was coming, so I can prepare early."

She is no longer as delicate as she was when she was young. She always has to dress up in front of her husband to please him.

Ji Shoufu picked up his wife and strode into the house, "After I'm done with my work, I'll come and see my wife. She's not feeling well. She needs to go in and rest soon."

Zitan immediately left with the others and closed the door thoughtfully.

Mrs. Ji blushed and whispered: "Master, let me down. I can leave by myself."

Ji Shoufu put the person on the bed and put a soup pot into his wife's hand. The hot water was ready and he was going to wash up behind the screen.

Mrs. Ji was about to get out of bed immediately, "How can I do it by myself? It's better for me to do it."

The day in March was not too cold. Ji Shoufu quickly untied his clothes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Man'er. You will be busy later. When I was sent to work as an official, we had nothing. Money was also taken away, not everything was done personally.”

Ji Shoufu came out soon. He was also a handsome man when he was young, but he is not ugly now. He has a goatee on his face, and his eyebrows always seem to be closed, and he is quite solemn.

It is not the years that make people grow old, but the day-to-day planning, the rise and fall of the Ji family, the situation in the court, the happiness of the people, and the emperor's twists and turns, he never has a day off.

Only here with his wife did he feel at ease and relaxed.

Ji Shoufu had his clothes open, his hair disheveled, and even his shoes were crookedly worn. He touched his slightly protruding belly and sighed: "Madam, she is still as beautiful as ever, but it is a pity that I am old! I will never be like them again. Even if I go out to drink, I have to take good care of myself so as not to be disliked by my wife."

Mrs. Ji moved inside, giving up half of the bed, and said with a smile: "Master knows how to make me happy. He is already in his thirties, how can he still be beautiful?"

Saying this made Mrs. Ji feel happy in her heart.

The master doesn't like socializing, but in his current position, he has to be polite in all aspects. Mrs. Ji often holds poetry and tea parties. It's not that she likes it, it's just a basic courtesy.

If she was given a choice, she would rather live quietly at home.

Ji Shoufu habitually played with his wife's hair. When he saw a white hair, he felt sad.

"Man'er, we are a young couple who have been together for many years. You should take care of yourself and take a good rest when you are tired. No one in this house can get past you. You can't cover everything in your life, so you don't have to be harsh on yourself."

Mrs. Ji's nose felt sore and she nodded in response.

She knew that the master was talking about Aunt Li and the concubine. She really didn't want to cause any criticism and always treated them with dignity. It seemed that the wives and concubines were in harmony, but in fact it was just that she didn't care.

With such a good atmosphere, she really didn't want to mention these bad things.

Ji Shoufu looked at his wife's blushing look. After so many years, she was still so shy, and he felt a little interested.

The old couple was lying on the same bed, even the gentleness was slow. The two of them were so familiar with each other's bodies that they felt very smooth.

There was a fertility charm under Mrs. Ji's pillow. She took the initiative today and leaned on the master's chest with a blushing face. This was already a sign of her extra enthusiasm, and she couldn't do anything more.

It was rare for Madam to behave so intimately. Ji Shoufu's heart felt warm and he felt more and more pity for her.

Zitan came in to change the hot water, and out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of the master hugging his wife tenderly, feeling happy in his heart. No matter how Aunt Li made a fuss, the master still liked his wife the most.

Mrs. Ji was so thin-skinned that she refused to let Chief Ji come in and asked Zitan to take her bath.

She knows that the master treats her well, and she has been carefully maintaining this relationship. It would be a lie to say that she is not tired, but who does not have such troubles in their house?

The master only had Aunt Li as a concubine, and it was Aunt Li who took the initiative to come to her. Aunt Li was the sister of a friend, so the master had no choice but to accept her, but since then he gradually drifted away from his friend.

Mrs. Ji didn't want to adopt the child. She wanted her own child, not only for the Ji family, but also for Huan'er.

No matter how smart Huan'er is, she is only a woman, and Liang Wanzhou is so virtuous. When she and the master are gone, how can the adopted brother be as caring as his biological brother.

After thinking wildly, Mrs. Ji fell asleep in the tub.

Ji Shoufu waved Zi Tan to go out. He packed up the room for his wife and went to bed with her in his arms.

The next day, it was dark and bright, and Ji Shoufu woke up.

Today was Xiu Mu, and the cabinet was on duty, but he woke up when the time came. This had been the case all these years. As soon as he got up, he woke up Mrs. Ji next to him.

Madam Ji wanted to get up and help Ji Shouxu change her clothes, but Ji Shouxu pushed her back, "Madam, have a good rest. I'll be right back."

A burnt carriage was parked in front of Ji's house, and a low cough could be heard from inside the carriage.

Shiqin, with a dark face, stumbled to the door of Ji's house and slapped the iron ring on the door hard.

"Come here! Help! Fugui Gambling House burned down Liang's house. Mr. Liang and his wife are both gone. The servants protected the wife and escaped desperately. Come here, help the lady quickly. The lady is dying..." "