Marrying a powerful eunuch three times

"Su Rutang, how dare you look down on my brother for his low rank?" Zhou Yunxi scolded angrily, "You yourself don't have the ability to enter the mansion of the rich and powerful, and you still have the nerve to talk about my brother."

A man like her second brother could marry Princess Shang, let alone Su Rutang.

If the prince consort wasn't such a loser, would her brother have married Su Rutang?

"Humph. Zhou Yunxi, if you dare to do that, why shouldn't I dare?"

Cui was afraid of the two men and begged:

"Stop arguing. It's rare for us to get together in a few years, so can't we just talk and eat properly? Let's not eat together tomorrow, and just come to pay our respects to the old lady every morning."

The others stood up and replied, "Yes."

Everyone is looking forward to eating here, so as to avoid being unhappy during the meal.

Maybe he vomited everything he ate during the day.

Song Huaiyan had an unusually good appetite, and she drank two servings of red mushroom chicken soup. While others were talking, she turned into a foodie.

The dishes placed in front of her were all very flavorful.

When she put down her chopsticks, she touched her stomach and burped.

"The food here, madam, is delicious." Song Huaiyan said embarrassedly.

"What's the big deal? I'll send someone to deliver one or two dishes to you tomorrow." The cook in the old lady's small kitchen was quite skilled in cooking. Su Rutang had specially spent a high price to find a cook with good skills.

"Thank you very much, ma'am."

Murong Feiyue glanced at him indifferently, with an expression of unsuppressible happiness on her lips.

She glanced at Su Rutang and said, "My second brother's wife has a good family. We can't compare to that. She was young and had seen a lot of the world."

"That's right. I have a good family."

Seeing that she agreed immediately, Murong Feiyue snorted in her heart, wondering if your good family will also fall into poverty?

Su Rutang, you have to stay so arrogant forever.

After dinner, Su Rutang was unhappy to stay here.

So he took Chunxi away.

Back at Chuitang Courtyard, Xia An said the three children were playing in the inner room, and he was not afraid of them going in.

"I'll go in and take a look." Su Rutang came to the door of the inner room, "Shangqi, Taohua. Mother is coming in."

Shangqi opened the door and hid aside.

The room was quiet.

After Su Rutang came in, Shangqi immediately closed the door.

"what happened?"

Su Rutang inhaled the cool fragrance and looked towards the chair next to him.

Shang Yan sat there holding Taohua.

His cold brows seemed to soften a lot.

Taohua was drawing his eyebrows and eyes with her fingers. When she saw Su Rutang come in, she smiled sweetly.

Su Rutang: “…”

"Commander Shang, could you please not come in so quietly? It's scary."

"Are you scared? Why don't I come in quietly, but with drums and gongs?" Shang Yan held Taohua and put it on the ground aside, then stood up and stretched out his hand to Shang Qi.

"Let's go."

Shangqi pursed his lips and looked at Su Rutang eagerly.

That little face was full of pleading.

"Commander Shang, don't hit Shangqi." Su Rutang was startled, "Please."

Shang Yan looked at him coldly, "You are not his mother, so please don't refer to yourself as his mother in the future."

After saying this, Shang Yan hugged Shang Qi and left.

The little monk clasped his hands together and hurriedly followed him out.

It seems like he really comes and goes without a trace.

Xiao Taohua pursed her lips.

Su Rutang squatted down and hugged Taohua in his arms, "Shangqi wants to go back to his father. Can we go find them tomorrow?"

Taohua heard that they could meet again tomorrow.

smiled happily.

Early the next morning.

Su Rutang took Taohua out. She heard some noise but couldn't hear clearly.

"Second Madam, has something happened again?" Chunxi carried Taohua into the carriage, "I noticed that there was a lot of commotion in the mansion today."

Su Rutang only wanted to take Taohua to see the little monk's master.

"Never mind them."

She ordered Ma Liu to drive the carriage to wait outside the city gate. When she went out of the city gate, she saw Shang Yan and Shang Qi, father and son, riding on the same horse.

The little monk rode a horse alone.

Shangqi wanted to get off the horse, "Dad, I want to ride in a carriage."

"Man, why do you want to ride in a carriage?" Shang Yan drove the horse forward, and Ma Liu followed behind. The wheels were almost smoking but he still couldn't catch up.

The little monk stopped Ma Liu and said, "I'll take you there."

Ma Liu nodded gratefully.

Su Rutang and a few others were already dizzy from the shaking in the carriage.

Little Taohua's face turned pale.

"Mom. I feel dizzy."

Su Rutang cursed Shang Yan to death in his heart.

The carriage traveled for more than an hour before reaching a mountain stream.

Su Rutang got off the carriage holding Taohua.

Chunxi and Hongleng followed behind.

The scenery here is very beautiful. There is a small yellow-walled temple hidden among the green trees and red flowers.

Su Rutang brought Taohua in.

Shangqi was demonstrating his boxing skills, and an old monk with white hair and beard fought against him. The old and the young were so harmonious.

Shangqi lost.

He knelt down and kowtowed to the old monk.

Taohua ran over and stood beside Shangqi, kowtowed three times to the old monk.

The old monk laughed.

Su Rutang went over to greet him, "Master Liaoran."

The old monk Liangran stroked his beard, nodded, glanced at Su Rutang and then at Shang Yan. "I have a connection with you, how about I tell you your fortune?"

Su Rutang shook his head.

He was afraid that the old monk would notice the change in her fate.

"Master, please take a look at my daughter. Is she poisoned?"

The old monk Liangran remained silent.

He reached out to feel Taohua's pulse, then looked at Shangqi. "He was poisoned by the same poison as little Shangqi, and the time of poisoning was about the same."

Shang Yan’s eyes were cold.

"how is this possible?"

The old monk Liangran just smiled without saying anything. He turned to look at Su Rutang who looked anxious.

"Ma'am, don't worry. The little girl will stay with me for two months, and I guarantee that all the poison will be gone from her."

"Two months?"

"She has been poisoned for more than three years, and I am the only one who dares to say it has been two months. Even Ke Buyu would not dare to say it has been two months." The old monk Liangran seemed to see that Su Rutang and Doctor Ke knew each other.

"Thank you, Master."

Su Rutang didn't expect Taohua to have been poisoned for so long. Could it be that she had been poisoned when she was at Zhou's house?

She was horrified.

He wished he could tear everyone in Zhou's residence into pieces.

She suppressed the hatred in her heart and tried to calm her mind, and naturally she wanted to keep Taohua here.

She first went to the main hall to worship the Buddha.

And added incense money.

When I went to the kitchen, I found that their vegetables were simple in variety, so I asked Ma Liu to go to the nearby farm and ask the head of the farm to send vegetables and bean products every three days.

More varieties.

Ma Liu took the order and left.

Su Rutang came to the wing room.

She left Hong Leng and Dongxiang here to take care of Taohua. Dongxiang liked to ask questions and found out that Hong Leng was quite skilled.

All the daily necessities in the house were put in.

Clothes and other items were also checked one by one.

Shangqi came in from the door.

"Mom." He threw himself into Su Rutang's arms. "Dad said I could stay here with Taohua, and he also said he could pick up Yuxuan and Rongrui to accompany us."

Su Rutang’s first reaction was that there was something fishy.

"How could your father agree to this?"

Shangqi smiled and said, "Daddy is also afraid of Master. Master told us to stay here and learn martial arts. He said that he wanted me to learn what real martial arts are like."

"Did your father agree?"

"Daddy can't beat Master." Shangqi said in a low voice: "But don't tell me. Daddy is very scary when he gets angry."

"Okay. I won't tell you."

Shangqi reached out to Su Rutang, "Daddy asked you for a token, go pick up Rongrui and Yuxuan."

Su Rutang took off the jade pendant from her body, thought for a while and wrote a letter. She let Shangqi and Taohua play together, and she went out to find Shangyan.

"Commander Shang."

Shang Yan sat in the pavilion, staring blankly at a black piece in his hand.

Su Rutang's voice was not heard at all.

Su Rutang sat down directly.

She glanced at the chessboard, took out a black piece from the chess box next to her and placed it in one place. "How about this?"

Shang Yan raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Hahahaha... Not bad, not bad. It's the same as what I thought, but the old monk said that we are killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of our own."

Su Rutang didn't care how much he hurt himself.

"So what? As long as a thousand enemies die, it will be fine. As long as I survive this breath, I can always kill another thousand enemies."

Shang Yan nodded appreciatively.

His eyes fell on the jade pendant and letter in Su Rutang's hand.

"Huo Mi."

"Here." Huo Mi jumped down from the wall outside, his face and nose bruised and swollen, looking horrible.

Shang Yan raised his head indifferently.

"Are you looking for death again by fighting the bronze men formation?"

Huo Mi touched his beaten face and laughed: "I passed five bronze men this time."

Shang Yan sneered:

"Look at how promising you are."

Su Rutang stood up and saluted towards Huo Mi, "Please trouble you, Lord Huo."

Huo Mi avoided Su Rutang's greeting, took the letter and jade pendant from Shang Yan's hand, and left.

Shang Yan pointed at the chessboard in front of him.

"Interested in having one?"

"Okay." Su Rutang's chess skills were not very good, and it was the young prince who taught her step by step. At that time, the young prince always gave people a way out, and the same was true when playing chess.

Different from Su Rutang's radical approach.