After being abandoned, Tofu Xishi broke off the relationship

"What? Of course, I want you to invite the Duke to come to my courtyard and have a seat."

Aunt Liu's eyes were full of affection, she was charming and gentle, and her manners and expressions were full of allure.

Su Qingyu's eyes were filled with alienation. "But my father said that you spoiled my third brother and has confined you to your room. You should calm down and reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors!"

"Why should I reflect on this? Ping'er is not my son. Just help me get the Duke here. I will never let the princess know that you are involved in this matter."

"But my father hasn't set foot in your yard in half a year. I can't guarantee that he will come."

"No problem, just go and say a few good words for your cousin. If you can't come, I won't blame you."

Su Qingyu nodded slightly and left.

The maid Cui'er was a little worried, "Auntie, do you think the Duke will come?"

Aunt Liu curled her lips and smiled, "What kind of cat doesn't eat fish? After eating vegetarian food for so long, it should be craving for meat."

Aunt Liu quickly bathed and changed her clothes, putting on a thin gauze skirt that was so tight that her waist could be held in one hand.

She was sitting on the bed leaning on a pillow with a look of sick beauty, her eyes and brows full of haggardness, which made people feel pity for her.

Su Zhen originally planned to stay in the study after practicing calligraphy, but Su Qingyu brought him some ginseng soup and mentioned that she met Aunt Liu's maid in the Changchun Hall asking for a doctor on the street today.

Su Qingyu didn't say much, just left after saying a few words.

Su Zhen looked up at the sky, thought about his insignificant illegitimate son, finally sighed, and went to Aunt Liu's courtyard.

The night is hazy, the roses in the yard are in full bloom, the night breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air.

Su Zhen pushed open the door and walked past the screen decorated with eight-treasure peonies.

Aunt Liu had just taken the medicine and handed the bowl to Cui'er.

Cui Er took back the medicine bowl and said worriedly, "Auntie, please don't let your imagination run wild anymore. Your health is the most important thing."

Aunt Liu smiled bitterly, "I don't know where Ping'er has gone to play now, and even the Duke doesn't want to see me. What does it matter whether I am in good health or not..."

"Master...Master!" Cui'er accidentally saw an extra person and bowed quickly.

Su Zhen waved his hand.

Cui'er and Aunt Liu looked at each other, then took the medicine bowl and left, closing the door behind them.

"I heard you weren't feeling well? Are you feeling better?"

Aunt Liu was half-lying on the bed, her gauze dress outlining her graceful and voluptuous figure in an extremely graceful way.

Su Zhen's Adam's apple moved slightly, but he stopped and sat on a chair farther away from the bed.

Aunt Liu glanced at him coquettishly for a few times but did not answer him.

She just turned over and faced away from him.

Su Zhen frowned slightly, not wanting to argue with her.

He just looked around the room carefully, he hadn't set foot in it for half a year.

The furnishings and layout are almost the same as before, except for an additional calligraphy work on the wall.

That was done a few years ago, he and Ping'er completed it together. To be more precise, most of it was done by him.

Thinking of the peaceful and gentle days we had together, my heart softened a little.

Just as he was about to get up and take another look, he heard Liu's almost inaudible sobbing.

Su Zhen sighed slightly and thought for a moment.

He took off his robe and shoes and lay down beside her.

"Why are you crying?"

He turned her around and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes.

Aunt Liu's eyes were full of sparkling waves, her face was bare of makeup, as pure and white as a chrysanthemum in September. She threw herself into Su Zhen's arms and cried.

"Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. Please don't be angry with me, okay?"

Su Zhen didn't say anything, his body was a little stiff. With the beautiful girl in his arms, it was impossible for him not to be distracted.

"Master, please don't be angry with me anymore, okay? I haven't seen you for half a year, I really miss you."

Miss you very much?

Su Zhenjue felt something strange in his heart.

Jingyi had never expressed her love for him so sincerely and passionately.

At any time, she is dignified, elegant and graceful.

They are husband and wife, but they lack the down-to-earth atmosphere of an ordinary couple.

Su Zhen's heart was bewildered. He had indeed not been to her yard for a long time and had indeed neglected her these days.

But it was because of the bastard that he was angry.

"Master, I know that Ping'er did something wrong and you have punished him. Although I am his concubine, you are still his biological father."

"You only punish me, which I find unfair. For the past six months, I have lost my appetite and can only ask the servants about my master's condition."

"Now, seeing that you are still as majestic as ever, I am finally relieved."

"But, I am still a little sad. If you knew that I was sick, you would come to see me. I would have been seriously ill a long time ago..."

"You are talking nonsense again. Today I heard Qingyu say that she saw your maid go to the clinic outside. What exactly is wrong with you?"

She placed Su Zhen's hand on her chest and said, "Master, I feel uncomfortable in my chest. But now that you are here, I feel much better."

Aunt Liu leaned in Su Zhen's arms, "Master, Qingyu is a good child. If she hadn't mentioned it, you probably wouldn't have come to see me."

"She has been close to the princess since she was young. Please don't mention this in front of the princess. I am afraid that this will cause a rift between the princess and Qingyu. I don't want to affect their mother-daughter relationship."

"Alas...it would be nice if I had a daughter as sensible as this one, but unfortunately I don't have this blessing..."

Su Zhen thought that his daughter would be coming of age in a few days. He felt a surge of longing in his heart. Although he already had Qingyu, she was not his own blood after all.

Whenever I walk down the street and see those milky white porcelain dolls, I stop and can't help teasing them.

Now the princess is not feeling well and might not be able to give him another daughter, but he is not willing to take in another one.

He lowered his head and looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, whose eyes were filled with mist. "Give me another daughter?"

"But... my belly has not moved for a long time, and I am afraid that you will be disappointed."

"Try again, maybe this time it will work."

Aunt Liu nodded shyly, "I will obey you in everything."

Aunt Liu stretched out her soft hands and intertwined her fingers with Su Zhen.

Her manners are so charming, especially the smile when she looks back, with all kinds of charm around her eyebrows.

Soon, from under the brocade quilt, the low, panting sound of Aunt Liu, like the chirping of an oriole, could be heard.

The maids were standing outside the door waiting, and listening to the noise coming from inside the house, they all blushed and lowered their heads.

I called for water three times that night before things finally quieted down.

Lying in Su Zhen's arms, Aunt Liu put a cushion on her lower back. She was determined to have another child.

Thinking back to how passionately Grandpa had just shown her, a blush appeared on her face again.

The storm came like a violent force, and I almost couldn't withstand it.

Even though Princess Jingyi is of noble birth, if a woman is not loved and nourished, she will lose her beauty over time.

Aunt Liu rubbed against Su Zhen's arms again, then closed her eyes contentedly.

Su Zhen slept well, feeling happy physically and mentally. When he opened his eyes, he saw Aunt Liu looking at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes, her complexion was rosy, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of moisture and charm.

He curled his lips. This September chrysanthemum was injected with new vitality overnight, and it was even more delicate than the rose in the yard.

He stroked her flat belly and asked, "Is my daughter here?"

Aunt Liu gave him a glare and said, "Master, how would I know?"

"It seems like I need to work harder."

The bonfire burned more vigorously, and Aunt Liu didn't wake up from her sleep until the sun was high in the sky.

The maid Cui Er came over after hearing the noise and helped her change her clothes and wash up. She couldn't help but praise her, "Auntie, you look really good today, more beautiful than the flowers in our courtyard."

"You are just sweet-talking." After bathing, she opened her arms and let Cui'er put the gauze dress on her, which covered the red marks all over her body.