Chapter 364: Young people don’t know the joy of picking ashes
Murong Fu was very angry.
Calculating time, he and Li Qinglu have been married for more than half a year, but they have never had sex. It's not that he doesn't want to, or that Princess Yinchuan doesn't let him, but that he... can't.
Tiger penis, deer antler, Cynomorium cynomorium, Cistanche deserticola...not to mention these tonics, he even went to Duan Yanqing to get a bottle of Yin Yang Hehe Powder. What was the result? The person almost suffered from internal injuries, but the core parts remained motionless.
Later, he deceived others and went to the Central Plains for consultation. A Taoist priest who claimed to have psychic powers asked him a question - had he ever done anything harmful to nature and morality in his life?
Of course he has done this kind of thing...
Is there any crime more sinister than patricide?
Murong Fu fled in panic and accepted his fate from then on, thinking that this was retribution.
Now the imperial doctor actually told him that Li Qinglu was pregnant?
What does this mean?
The majestic Xixia princess actually stole someone!
“Get out, get out.”
Two maids who were smiling and talking to Princess Yinchuan who was lying on the bed saw him coming in and thought that the prince-in-law was anxious to be in love with the princess and owed him He bowed and walked away.
Li Qinglu lifted up the light yellow bed curtain that fell when the imperial doctor took the pulse, and her clear eyes showed a trace of doubt: "My husband is troubled? Why am I so depressed?"
"What do I have? You know the troubles better than anyone else?”
"Why did your husband say this?" Li Qinglu frowned and her red lips parted: "Did the imperial doctor say something rude and hit my husband?"
"It wasn't him, it was you!"
"Me?"
"The child in your belly." Murong Fu walked to the bed, pointed at her unswelled belly and said sternly: "Tell me honestly, whose is he? Whose!”
Li Qinglu’s eyes widened with a look of astonishment on her face: “Husband, what are you talking about? No matter how I don’t agree with you, I am still a princess of Xixia Kingdom. I have read some books, and I think I know what to do and what not to do. Now that I am pregnant with your child, you are slandering my reputation like this. Where is your conscience? "
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"You clearly know that I...I am in bed...can't...can't...things in the room..."
"Husband, four months ago, you and the deputy commander Ye Erma and Zhengdong General Helian Tieshu was having a banquet. After being drunk, he was helped into the room by Manager Sun to rest. That night, you were...but you were so fierce...you almost made me faint. The next morning, you woke up a little and asked me why. Weak and exhausted, have you forgotten all these things?"
Li Qinglu turned her head and shed tears.
Murong Fu recalled briefly. Four months ago, on the eighth day of December, just after the Western Xia New Year, he invited Helian Tieshu, Ye Erma and others to come to his house for a party. They drank until they were drunk. He didn't know what happened after that. When he woke up on the bed in the bedroom the next day, although Li Qinglu looked haggard and seemed to be sick, she was very gentle to him for some reason and said many loving words to him that she had never had before. Flattered, yet doubtful.
Now that I hear her mention it, is this the reason?
Could it be... that the psychological burden of patricide is gone after being drunk, and the wind has stopped and the rain has cleared, and the good brothers are fine again?
"After that time...do you and I still have...?"
Li Qinglu let out a short groan in her throat and whispered: "You should answer in three days Helian Tieshu's lieutenant, Nuerhai, went to Huiqinglou for a banquet at the invitation. He returned just after midnight. Yun'er and I waited for you at the Qin Pavilion in the front yard for more than an hour. Have you forgotten about this? "
Murong Fu remembers that in order to make friends with the future backbone of the royal court, he drank one glass after another. In the end, he was so drunk that he was put in a car by the groom and driven all the way back to the princess's palace. He did not remember anything after that.
"Am I..."
"You also said that I am in better health, but you still refuse to let me go. You smell like a beast with your mouth full of alcohol..." Li Qinglu said with a chuckle.
"This... princess..." Murong Fu looked ashamed: "This matter is all the fault of the minister, the minister is confused, I hope the princess will do it."
"Husband, you know your mistake. That’s fine, I just hope that I won’t do it again in the future.”
“Princess, don’t worry, I will serve you well in the future and treat her like a pearl, as precious as my life.” Murong Fu thought, after all, Princess Yinchuan is pregnant with the Murong family’s child. , the relationship will naturally take a further step.
“By the way, did the imperial doctor give any instructions when he left?”
"Let you rest more, keep warm, don't touch cold water, and don't practice martial arts. You can take care of your baby with peace of mind."
Li Qinglu nodded and took the imperial doctor's words to heart.
Murong Fu thought for a while and said, "You should rest for a while. I will tell the concubine the good news and make her happy."
"Okay." Li Qinglu turned over and lay back down. .
Murong Fu stood up to leave, but was stopped by her again.
"For such a big thing, my adoptive father has to tell me. He will return to Jiangnan tomorrow, so let's give him this good news as a practical gift." "Don't worry, I won't have to."
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Murong Fu patted her hand, put it back under the quilt, closed the bed curtains, put his hands behind his back, and walked outside with a happy face.
He has a son.
The Murong family has a baby!
The great cause of rebuilding Dayan and restoring the glory of the Murong family will be worked even more vigorously from now on.
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In the blink of an eye, another half year has passed.
The autumn wind sweeps across Chang'an, bringing desolation to people's eyes.
The autumn in the south of the Yangtze River still has a hint of the sultry heat of summer, like the hands of a mother sending her children off for a long journey, turning the rice yellow, sweetening the fruits and vegetables, and soothing the hearts of rice farmers and fishermen.
Gusu City has been prosperous since ancient times. There are many shops on both sides of the market and there are many pedestrians. The cool autumn in the near winter has not discouraged people's interest in traveling. On the contrary, it has attracted many scholars who relax and study after the end of autumn. They climb the buildings to write poems and sing songs on the bows of boats. Most of the nostalgic walks on covered bridges come from them.
"Husband, why did you buy so many colored threads from female workers?" The conversation at the door of a shop selling knitted fabrics outside Qingquanfang attracted the attention of many people.
The problem is not the female worker’s colorful thread, it’s the person who the woman with the shy beauty calls “husband”...a man with a ring scar on his head, monk shoes on his feet, and a string of beeswax beads hanging on his chest. Monk.
It is rare for a monk to marry a wife, and the wife he marries is still extremely beautiful in the world, even rarer. Naturally, he has become the object of everyone rolling their eyes - whether it is out of jealousy and displeasure of men, or women. His disdain and incomprehension, in short, Master Kong is the center of attention wherever he goes.
“Counting the time, my grandson is about to be born. As a grandfather, shouldn’t I prepare a good gift for my child?” After Chu Pingsheng answered Mu Wanqing’s question, he turned to look Ah Zi, who kept piling paper bags on the humanoid warehouse of You TanZhi, said, "Why do you buy everything? Forget about the female red embroidery. What do you want to keep it for the entertainment items used by brothel girls?"
AhZi quickly threw away the thing in her hand. She thought it was a fun whip with tassels and bells. It must be very enjoyable to use it to whip You TanZhi. Why did it become a thing for the entertainment of brothel girls?
"It's not like you rarely go shopping with your daughter. I...I...I'm excited."
You Tanzhi is holding cakes in his left hand, such as osmanthus cakes, small sugar cakes, etc. Glutinous rice lotus root, salted duck, drunken crab, frozen chicken in the right hand, and a bunch of pots and pans, rouge and gouache, hairpins and hairpins...
That's it, Senior Sister Azi is not satisfied yet. , I wish I could use his two ears as hooks.
The pedestrians around were even more unhappy.
It’s okay for a monk to marry a wife, but he actually has a daughter who is as beautiful as a flower. He also talked about choosing a birth gift for his eldest grandson. How old is this guy? He is twenty-five. It’s okay to be rich as soon as possible. It’s also early to have children and grandchildren. What the hell?
"Okay, stop complaining." Chu Pingsheng said: "How is the thing I asked you to do?"
"Chuchenzi is already on the way, and he will be there in a day or two. We can arrive." After the report, Azi said, "Dad, what do you want so much ice silk for?" "Western Xia is dry and cold, and winter is especially difficult. I have discussed it with your mother, and I thought it would be nice to make a close-fitting shirt and take it with me."
"Ice silk silk for clothes? This is too luxurious."
Of course Azi knows how difficult it is to raise ice silkworms. Ice silkworms are rare and cannot make cocoons. The yield of ice silk silk is extremely low. Just the soft silk rope she used in Xiaojing Lake before, the entire Xingxiu Sect only has two or three, and the soft silk ropes The structure of the silk rope is like a fishing net. If it is a small shirt, even if it is worn by a child, it will probably use up the entire Xingxiu Sect's inventory.
"Dad, you are too kind to that cheap adopted son..."
Azi pouted, the boss was not happy.
What does Murong Fu mean? He jumped repeatedly and betrayed all kinds of things, but he was still a master who killed his biological father. Not to mention that Mu Wanqing, Gan Baobao and others looked down upon him. Even she, the cheap daughter who gave her mother an aphrodisiac and gave birth to a monk father, did not Very contemptuous of that sworn brother.
"Azi, I don't have a problem with you hating Murong Fu, but it's true that you are a child. From now on, you, the aunt, must act like an aunt."
Chu Pingsheng said to himself, of course I have to be nice to him. I can enjoy the joy of picking off ashes when I am only in my twenties. This is all due to the cheap adopted son.
But then I thought again, this statement is not accurate. That day at Mantuo Villa, Murong Fu was hit by the sad breeze. Why was the antidote useless? The answer is simple. He secretly rewarded Murong Fu A wisp of seven shadowless evil spirits.
The Foolish Old Man of the Xianbei Murong clan plans to move mountains and restore the country, but it would be better to end with the death of all descendants.
When he saw Li Qinglu later, he felt that Princess Yinchuan could not follow Murong Fu and suffer the crime of annihilating her children and grandchildren. In the spirit of compassion for a monk and a parent's hope for the happiness of his children, he could only reluctantly do some hard work. .
(End of this chapter)