Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Thanks to Madam Zhu's day and night experience, Zhu Zheng's temperament had long been indifferent to fame and fortune. It was inevitable that her grandmother's ostentatious recruitment of a son-in-law would have a bad reputation, so she did not take Nie Ruke's words to heart.

But that clever remark really made her reflect for a long time.

She wanted to find the father of the child at first. It was a subconscious action of her as a younger sister. She could not sit idly by and watch her elder sister suffer injustice for no reason.

But now that I have checked this level of the palace, I suddenly became alert. The royal heir cannot be wandering outside. It seems that the person does not know the existence of this child. If he knows...

Zhu Zheng suddenly realized that she couldn't investigate any further.

The most urgent task is not to find out who the father is, but to hide the child and not let any news out.

Not only my grandmother couldn't know, no one in the Zhu family or anyone in Shengjing City could know.

Life became even more precarious than before. Zhu Zheng dealt with everyone carefully, paid attention to her elder sister's eating habits, and did not let anyone get close to her.

In addition, after Zhu Qing came back, she was naturally arranged the same program by her grandmother. She was struggling to cope with it. Zhu Zheng tried to ruin her sister's blind date parties as much as possible, while thinking about how to make her and her sister completely "disappear" from the Zhu Mansion for a while.

Although it is difficult to leave Zhu Mansion, there are ways. The difficulty lies in that they have to go to a place that no one wants to go and no one can find.

As she was thinking about it, Zhu Zheng recalled how the Grand Tutor had concealed the truth and made her disappear for half a year, so an idea naturally popped up in her head.

Go to Chengxu Mountain.

Yutian Temple has a suitable climate and is blessed by nature. If she can find a way to go to the master, she will definitely be taken in, and then she will definitely be able to give birth to the child smoothly. No one will know, no one will investigate who the father of the child is, and there is no need to listen to any rumors.

If her sister fell in love with that place as much as she did with Yutian Temple, then they would simply never come back.

She and her sister would raise the child there, attend morning classes there, read Taoist scriptures, and let Master Chonghongzi teach the child to be a good person like the Grand Tutor.

The more Zhu Zheng thought about it, the more she longed for it. She simply couldn't stand staying in the Zhu Mansion for a moment longer.

So he immediately wrote a letter to the Taifu Mansion.

The letter was written with deep feelings, asking about the master's recent situation, recalling the past, and finally asking how to get to Chengxu Mountain and which route was recommended.

After waiting for a few days, Rong Yan did not reply.

As she waited anxiously, Zhu Zheng could not help but send someone to the Taifu's residence to inquire about him. However, she learned that he had left the capital and went to Fanlin Temple to deal with the Crown Prince's affairs.

So in this fake story, was there really a Gong Yixiu praying for blessings in Fanlin Temple?

When hearing the news, Zhu Zheng's mind inexplicably flashed back to the day when Rong Yan hugged her wetly and said "I'll take care of everything". Now he had left Shengjing because of Gong Yixiu, and she couldn't help feeling dull for a moment.

But no matter how dull she was, she still had to do her job. Zhu Zheng did not get discouraged. She just ordered someone to keep an eye on the Taifu Mansion and notify her immediately if Rong Yan came back.

What she didn't expect was that after waiting for more than two months, there was no news.

During these two months, Zhu Zheng went from expectation to disappointment and then to recovery. She no longer counted on Rong Yan. She found a carriage for herself, inquired about the route, and escaped from the Zhu Mansion with Zhu Qing under various excuses.

Unfortunately, they were caught and brought back every time, even as far as the city gate.

Zhu Zheng never gave up and fought again and again for a long time, until as the months went by and Zhu Qing was no longer suitable for long-distance travel, she finally gave up the idea of ​​going to Chengxu Mountain.

It was approaching the beginning of spring and early summer, and the clothes were becoming thinner, so Zhu Qing began to tie a scarf around her abdomen. She could still hide her four-month pregnancy, but she couldn't hide it for much longer.

Grandmother has often paid extra attention at the dinner table, reminding Zhu Qing to eat less and not lose his figure.

Zhu Zheng felt like she was holding a hornet's nest in her arms. She stayed awake all night analyzing the current situation. After much thought, she realized that the two sisters were at the peak of their popularity in the eyes of their grandmother. If she knew now that she was pregnant, she would definitely fly into a rage.

However, even though my grandmother would beat and scold me when she got mad, she would calm down quickly after scolding me...

So, being honest is the way to go.

Or rather, it is the only way left.

But how could she confess the truth so that her sister could avoid the trouble her grandmother would cause before she calmed down? Zhu Zheng thought about it for several days and nights and finally came up with a plan.

As the sun sets, the sky is filled with sunset clouds.

Zhu Zheng found a way to get out of the mansion and asked as he walked. Following the note given by Changying, he found a small alley called Qinshui Bay.

At the end of the alley, the bluestone in front of the door is bright and shiny, and there is a line of small words written crookedly on the lintel: "Huang's Niu Hide".

Zhu Zheng read it once, confirmed that this was the place, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in." A female voice came from inside the door.

Zhu Zheng pushed the door open and a faint smell of cowhide hit her in the face.

In the cramped room sat a woman in a floral shirt, surrounded by cowhides being cut.

The woman looked up at her, put down the knife, stood up and came forward, "Girl, do you want to buy a belly?"

When Zhu Zheng heard such an unusual question, she suddenly forgot what she wanted to say and was stunned for a long time without saying anything.

The woman seemed to be used to it and took out a booklet. "My last name is Huang, and I'm the shopkeeper here. What's your name, young lady?"

"My last name is Zhu... er, Zhuge."

"Miss Zhuge," Shopkeeper Huang wrote down in the book and asked, "How many bellies do you want to buy? What month? Do you have any special requirements?"

"Uh..." Zhu Zheng, who had not yet married, was stunned by the question. Even though she had flipped through the book in advance, she could only say, "Can I take a look first?"

"Of course, come with me."

Zhu Zheng followed her and walked back. Shopkeeper Huang lifted the curtain and opened a secret door.

Zhu Zheng was surprised to find the hidden world behind the door.

The room was very long and narrow with dim lighting. The four walls and wooden shelves were hung with half-moon-shaped cowhide bags of various colors and sizes, which was a spectacular sight.

"Look around, they are all made of the finest cowhide and cotton. I cut and sewed them myself, and tried them myself. They will definitely not feel uncomfortable when worn. Unless a doctor takes your pulse personally, no one will be able to tell that they are fake."

Shopkeeper Huang listed all the treasures, "There are summer models with bamboo mats, winter models with rabbit fur, hollow models that can be filled with hot water, and models that nourish the uterus and strengthen the body with mugwort and ginger inside."

"And this row, I recently made a new carry-on bag for traveling. You can open it at any time, put some food and drink in it, and go out with a stomach full. It won't delay you when you're hungry or thirsty..."

The shopkeeper, whose surname was Huang, was very cheerful and talkative, with a pleasant smile on his face. However, Zhu Zheng had not yet recovered from his confusion and shock since he came in, and had not said anything.

"I was originally a shadow puppeteer, and I followed a troupe of opera singers."

"Once, there was a play about a posthumous son ascending the throne... I saw that the female role stuffed a pillow into her belly every day, which was bulging and easy to fall off, so I made a round fake belly with a rope out of cowhide."

"Later, the opera was performed in the mansion, and the belly was accidentally inquired by the ladies in the mansion. Someone actually found me to specialize in belly surgery."

"After that, I stopped following the troupe and specialized in making fake pregnancy diapers for my wife and concubines."

While listening to the story of Shopkeeper Huang's rise to fame, Zhu Zheng looked around at the walls of bellies. The bulging cowhides were stuffed with cotton, and they felt just the right amount of soft and hard, and very lifelike. Some of them even had lifelike belly buttons.

It is true... There are 360 ​​professions, and each one has its own new profession...

Until Huang, the shopkeeper, suddenly turned around and asked, "Miss Zhuge, is she also trying to win favor by faking pregnancy?"

Zhu Zheng was stunned by the question and nodded vaguely.

The fake pregnancy is real, but I don’t know whose favor I’m fighting for, so fighting is more like fighting.

Shopkeeper Huang understood and continued to ask, "Have you decided what size you want to buy?"

Zhu Zheng recalled what she saw when she was helping her sister tie the scarf, and stretched out her hand to measure it, "About this big?"

Shopkeeper Huang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Let's go by month. When did you accomplish it?"

"What's the matter?" Zhu Zheng was confused.