Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Shu Jiao couldn't hear Prince Rong's thoughts.

But he is a very easy person to understand, and his thoughts are basically written on his face.

She smiled and held Prince Rong's hand, meeting his eyes tenderly, "It is my honor to meet a good husband who loves and trusts me like you."

In the soft light in the room, her love seemed to have become an invisible thread, tightly wrapping Prince Rong's heart bit by bit.

Even Prince Rong couldn't resist the original owner of the Little White Lotus version.

Not to mention the upgraded plus Shujiao version.

Prince Rong just felt that he and Shu Jiao had a mutual understanding, a soul mate, and a mutual affection!

"Beautiful!"

He called her name with gentle eyes.

Inexplicably, there is a kind of delicate tenderness, like a tiger sniffing a rose.

Shu Jiao echoed, holding the small wine glass and gently touching his glass, "It's better to drink and grow old with you. The zither and the harp are in the palace, and everything is peaceful and good."

Even if Prince Rong didn't like studying, the excellent royal education still instilled some knowledge into his brain.

Of course he understood what Shu Jiao said, and the corners of his lips almost curled up to the sky.

His sweetheart was confessing her love to him, hoping that they could live in harmony and grow old together like they did today.

Prince Rong drank the wine in the cup and said, "In this life, I only love Jiaojiao."

of course.

For most men these days, love and sex can be separated.

He loves Shu Jiao, but that doesn't stop him from looking for other women.

The difference is that one is the sweetheart and the other group is just tools, that's all.

Shu Jiao was also quite aware of this.

So after the joy and love in her eyes, there was bottomless indifference and coldness.

It's just that no one can see it.

In the eyes of Prince Rong and the servants who served them, all they could see was the two of them being in love with each other, flirting with each other, and loving each other sweetly.

Then he rolled onto the bed.

The ambiguous voice made people blush, and the maids and servants quickly left the room.

Rouju clasped her hands together gently and said secretly:

Goddess of Mercy, Goddess of Mercy, please help my mistress get pregnant soon and give birth to a big fat son...

But her prayers probably won't be answered in this lifetime.

None of my sons came.

Aunt Meng was the first to get pregnant, and it was several months after the Chinese New Year that she gave birth.

It took some effort to give birth to a six-pound, wrinkled, red-faced baby girl.

Prince Rong was so happy that he gave him a name on the spot and also gave him a large reward.

He doesn't dislike his daughter either.

The main reason is that there are too few children in the family, but comparatively speaking, he still wants a son more.

Aunt Meng would be even less likely to dislike it.

She had been looking forward to having a child for many years, and she wanted to hold and protect him like her own flesh and blood.

Afterwards, she stayed at home and raised her baby.

Not long after, the pregnant women in the mansion entered the delivery room one by one.

One is a daughter.

Both are daughters.

Three are daughters!

Prince Rong: ...

Prince Rong: ???

Ah this?

What happened?

Did he rob the lair of the escort girl?

That’s impossible… five pregnant women can’t give birth to a son?

Watching Aunt Du give birth to another daughter, Prince Rong's face turned dark.

After taking a look at the baby, he gave some gifts perfunctorily and walked out with stiff steps.

Shu Jiao pursed her lips, and it took her a long time to steady her expression and prevent herself from laughing out loud.

You can’t laugh!

Otherwise, the character will be broken.

She coughed lightly, reached out and hugged the baby, and said softly, "Send it back to Aunt Du. The child is still young and can't be exposed to the wind. Let Aunt Du rest in peace. Your health is important. If you need anything, just let me know."

The midwife quickly sent the baby back.

Aunt Du was lying weakly on the bed. She heard the voice behind the screen clearly and immediately burst into tears.

"Does the prince dislike my child?"

Otherwise, why would you just leave without saying a word?

Her child was born ugly, what should she do in the future?

"Auntie, you can't cry."

The maid quickly advised: "The prince may have left because of something. The concubine is still here, and she also told me to take good care of you and take good care of your body."

Aunt Du nodded with tears in her eyes.

She knew that the prince was disappointed.

There were five pregnant women in the mansion. The first three were girls, and she was the fourth, and it turned out to be a girl too.

Four golden flowers!

Together with the two existing daughters, there are six in total!

With more girls, it is not surprising.

But the girl's only support in her life is her father and brother. Her daughter is no longer loved by her father, so...

"Yes, and my sister!"

Aunt Du tried to cheer herself up and said, "Go and thank my sister and give her and the eldest master the clothes I made a few days ago."

It seems that the concubine is more reliable.

The concubine also has a son.

Her future retirement and her daughter's future support will all depend on the concubine.

From today on, she is the concubine's most loyal lackey. She must cling to the concubine's thigh tightly in order to live a stable and good life!

Right now, only Aunt Zhao has not given birth yet.

The doctor checked her pulse and said that the baby in her belly might be a boy.

Prince Rong walked out from Aunt Du's place, turned around and entered Aunt Zhao's yard. He stared at her bulging belly for a long time before getting up and returning to Jiaoyue Courtyard.

Aunt Zhao was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

What?

Now she is the only one who has no children.

If this thing in my belly turns out to be a girl...

She didn't even dare to imagine Prince Rong's expression at that time, and what attitude he would have towards her and her daughter!

Help!

Why was she the last one to get pregnant, wuwuwu... If she had known this, she would have never gotten pregnant!

"Daddy!"

As Prince Rong entered the courtyard, a small cannonball ran towards him and hugged his thigh.

"Daddy, I miss you so much."

Zhao Xi said.

After more than a year, he grew into a plump, white and delicate little ball.

He looks a bit like Prince Rong and a bit like Shu Jiao, and is as delicate and pretty as the boy under Guanyin's seat.

After being hugged like this, the depression in Prince Rong's heart was mostly dissipated. He bent down and picked him up, "Daddy misses Xi'er too. What is Xi'er doing? Where's your mother?"

"Mom is teaching my elder sister how to count the accounts."

Zhao Xi pointed inside and laughed again, "I'm playing Nine Rings, but I want to go out and play. Daddy, please take me out. Daddy is the best..."

I probably learned it from Shu Jiao.

He was used to saying nice things and loved to act like a spoiled child. He was at the age when he was talkative, and he could always make Prince Rong laugh.

If there is a small request, Prince Rong will usually agree to it.

This time is no exception.

"Okay, Dad will take you to the street to play tomorrow."

Prince Rong responded immediately and walked inside holding Zhao Xi.

"Don't spoil him like this all the time."

Shu Jiao in the room heard this and followed up, checking with an abacus in her hand, "Our Jiale is really smart and got everything right. I'll reward you with a small pearl flower."

She inserted the pink pearl flowers into Zhao Jiale's hair gently.