The arms agent concubine takes the RV to raise a baby

"Yiqi, you drive Chunliu back to the Prime Minister's Mansion yourself, and make sure she comes back safely," Liu Jingcheng called Yiqi into the house and instructed.

"Jie'an, go to the Mangrove Court Hotel and ask Boss Zhai to reserve a private room for me. I will use it today."

In Purple Crow Alley, in Zhai Mansion, in Zhai Liangyu's dormitory, three people were huddled lazily on a large bed. Zhai Liangyu was the first to open his eyes. On his left was his first wife, Mo Zhaodi, and on his right was his second wife, Zhou Jiaying. Their legs were on top of him, and he could not move.

He kissed Zhaodi on the face, and then Jiaying on the face, and they both woke up at the same time. But they both rolled their eyes at him, turned around, and went back to sleep.

He slid out of the bed in the middle, covered both of them with blankets, and then walked out of the room.

Outside the house, the housekeeper Uncle Mo had been waiting for the master and the two ladies to have breakfast for a long time.

The two young masters had already gone to the Imperial College, and the two young ladies had been groomed by the servants and were waiting in the dining room for their father and the eldest and second aunts to wake up.

The eldest daughter, Zhai Na, is 9 years old, and the youngest daughter, Zhai Ke, is over 4 years old. They were born after they returned from modern times. There is only the distinction between the old and the young in the Zhai family, but no distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children.

When the two daughters saw their father, they shouted happily: "Good morning, Daddy, where are the mothers? Why are you sleeping in again?"

"Don't worry about them, let's eat first." Zhai Liangyu held his little daughter on his lap and asked Uncle Mo to start eating quickly.

They had almost finished their breakfast when they saw two women lazily stepping out of the room. Their cheeks were flushed, their eyebrows were lazy, their hair was simply tied up, and they were both wearing thin shirts.

Looking at the two of them coming out, the two daughters called out in unison: "Mom, you are sleeping in again."

When Zhai Liangyu saw his two wives got up from bed, he waved and said, "Come quickly, the porridge will get cold soon."

Two women came over, one sat on his left and the other on his right. Zhai Liangyu kissed each of them on the cheek again, served them porridge himself, and said, "Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Husband, I don't want to eat porridge," Mo Zhaodi said coquettishly, her voice charming and soft.

"Be good, porridge nourishes your stomach. Your stomach is not in good condition, so you need to take care of it slowly." He said to her lovingly, then took out a bun and handed it to her, then looked up and said to Uncle Mo: "Here are the eggs cooked for Madam, bring them here."

"Yes, sir," Uncle Mo handed over the eggs.

"Husband, I don't want to eat eggs, I don't want to eat boiled eggs," Zhou Jiaying also acted coquettishly.

"No, you have to eat eggs every day, otherwise..." He lowered his head and whispered in her ear in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "Otherwise, you won't have the energy to eat at night."

Zhou Jiaying looked at him and said helplessly: "Okay"

The family was happily having breakfast when the doorman came to report that someone from Prince Hong's mansion was looking for the master.

Prince Hong had just arranged for his two sons to enter the Imperial College, and now he came to collect the debt.

He stood up calmly, gave each of the two ladies a kiss, and said lovingly: "Stay at home well, if you have nothing to do, go shopping, buy something you like, bring some people with you, be careful, and go home early."

The two women stood up, one on each side, and hugged each other tightly. He put his arms around the two women's waists, kissed them respectively, and finally let go.

"My husband has important things to do," he walked out, turned back after taking two steps and said, "Remember to think of me," he blew a kiss to his two wives, then strode towards Ji'an.

Knowing that the palace wanted to use a box, how simple it is. He certainly couldn't neglect to return a favor, the self-esteem of the ancients was too fragile, and people of status were more concerned about these things, unlike modern people, who value equality, officials or not, after work are not all civilians, of course this is just what ordinary people think, officials always have a strong sense of superiority.

Zhai Liangyu quickly arrived at the Mangrove Pavilion Hotel, arranged everything, and waited for Prince Hong to arrive.

After Prime Minister Hua arranged work for Hua Xi, he went directly to the dining hall for breakfast.

Liang Yuejiao had already asked someone to prepare a sumptuous breakfast and was waiting for them.

Hua Jiayi was scared because of her father's anger that day, so she wanted to please her father today, have breakfast with him, act coquettishly in front of him, and try to please him. Then the father-daughter relationship would remain the same as before, and she would still be the most beloved daughter in her father's heart. Anyway, that fool was dead, and she wanted to take the opportunity to test whether she could marry in his place.

The doorman came to report that an aunt named Chunliu, who said she was an old servant in the Prime Minister's Mansion, wanted to meet the Prime Minister. When Liang Yuejiao heard the name, her sensitive nerves immediately tensed up. She looked at her husband suspiciously, waiting to see his reaction.

Hua Jiayi didn't know who Chunliu was, and was afraid that it was her father's mistress who came to visit, which would cause the family to suffer from unrest.

Hua Yuwei thought carefully for a while and finally remembered who Chunliu was.

"Let her in." Liang Yuejiao saw that her husband had remembered, so she stopped talking and asked someone to bring Chunliu in.

As soon as "Sir" Chun Liu entered the room, he knelt down on the ground, with his forehead on the ground, and just cried.

Hua Yuwei didn't want to see her. No one in the Prime Minister's Mansion knew about his past, not even Hua Xi.

Seeing Chunliu, he couldn't help but think of Fu Zizhen again. After all, she was the person he had given sincere feelings to when he was young, and he would never forget her for the rest of his life. He stared at Chunliu on the ground in a daze.

Fu Zizhen was beautiful and elegant, tolerant and generous, calm and composed in the face of difficulties, and gentle and considerate when necessary. She gave birth to three children for him and was the woman he loved most in his life. He only hated that he pursued fame and fortune too much when he was young and cared too little for his wife, which led to her exhaustion at a young age and death early.

"Chunliu, thank you for your hard work in Shuiyue Temple over the years," Liang Yuejiao interrupted Hua Yuwei's thoughts.

"Madam, it's not hard. It's just that I failed to take good care of the young lady. It's my fault." Chun Liu didn't dare to look up and kept kneeling. No one asked her to get up, and she didn't dare to get up without permission.

"Why didn't you go back home with the young lady on the day she came back?" Liang Yuejiao continued to ask.

Hua Yuwei glanced at her and said to Chunliu lying on the ground, "Chunliu, get up. The young lady's Liushuangyuan has always been reserved for her. Now that you are back, you should follow the young lady and live in Liushuangyuan."

"Sir, you have forgotten that my wife's indenture has been returned to me long ago. I am here because someone asked me to give you a message."

Chunliu really didn't know how to make up a lie, so he could only tell the truth.

"Well, tell me what you want to say," Hua Yuwei said indifferently. What kind of identity could a person who asked a servant to deliver a message have? He didn't have any expectations in his heart.

Chunliu raised her head at this time. She was no longer a servant in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She just needed to greet him and there was no need to kneel all the time.

But they were her old masters, and she was used to kneeling before them.

Chunliu looked at everyone in the room and said nothing.

Hua Yuwei understood and said, "Come to my study."

Chunliu followed the Prime Minister to the study. Hua Yuwei asked Hua Xi to have someone guard the door and not let anyone approach. Chunliu then told him everything about the eldest lady and asked the Prime Minister to meet him at the Mangrove Pavilion Hotel.

Hua Yuwei couldn't believe what he heard. His biological daughter was the mother of the two young masters of Prince Hong's Mansion, and the fake one had died long ago. But, but, he still asked Butler Xu to feed her medicine.

I had so many thoughts at the moment, not knowing whether to believe or blame.

Prime Minister Hua has been an official for decades and climbed up the position step by step. He has seen all kinds of storms, but when he heard this, he still couldn't believe it. He walked around the room several times, grabbed Chunliu's shoulders and asked, "Chunliu, have you confirmed that she is the real eldest lady?"

He always remembered that Fu Zizhen asked him to find his daughter before she died. There were three moles on the sole of his daughter's left foot. He also found the midwife who delivered her baby that year. Because they gave birth in an inn, the midwife still remembered it clearly and told him very clearly that there were three red moles on the sole of her left foot.

"Sir, you will know if you go to the Mangrove Pavilion Hotel to meet him. The eldest lady has something important to tell you." Chunliu looked at the Prime Minister who was circling around the room, and he was even more impatient than her.

That’s right, women can vent their emotions by crying, but men can’t cry, so they have to vent in other ways.

Hua Yuwei quickly calmed down and hurried to the Mangrove Pavilion Hotel with Chunliu. Liang Yuejiao wanted to ask someone to follow them to see what happened, but she didn't dare.

She didn't dare, but someone else did. Hua Jiayi immediately asked Qiuyun to find someone to follow and see what his father was doing mysteriously.

At this time in the palace, the emperor was reading the memorial submitted by Liu Qihao requesting the title of crown prince. Liu Qihao was sitting next to him, feeling very uncomfortable and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

The emperor read it slowly. King Kang had beautiful handwriting and good writing skills. When he hung the letter requesting the title outside, it looked like a long fu with various metaphors and quotations from classics to modern people, but it was actually all nonsense.

The only useful sentences are the last two sentences, "Therefore, please let the sixth son Liu Hao inherit the title of King Kang, submit this application to the emperor for approval, and wait for the emperor's order."

The emperor snorted coldly from his nose. Liu Hao trembled and immediately knelt in front of him, "Your Majesty."

The emperor smiled again and said, "Is your father okay?"

Liu Hao replied mechanically, "Very well, father is in good health."

"You go back to the inn and have a rest first. The imperial edict will be issued soon, so just wait a few days."

How could the emperor make things difficult for a son who was not valued? Seeing how frightened he was just now and his legs went limp, he felt a little reluctant.

Liu Hao walked out of the palace gate and bumped into Liu Jingcheng who was coming towards him.