My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

It's late at night and the dew is heavy.

The front and back yards were locked. In the past, Fu Zhiyi would have slept in the study in front to avoid disturbing the night watchman.

But today, Fu Zhiyi walked towards the inner courtyard as usual.

Daman couldn't help but mutter in the back, "It's this late, Fourth Madam must have already rested. I don't know what you're doing, Fourth Master. It's not like you haven't rested in the front before—"

Another long-time attendant, Jingzhe, who had married two years before, couldn't help but tease Daman after hearing this: "What do you know, an unmarried child? The Fourth Master and the Fourth Madam are newlyweds right now, and it feels like a long time since they last saw each other! Besides, there's a huge difference between sleeping alone and sleeping with someone at night. You'll know what it's like when you get married—"

Daman chuckled and scratched his head, but he was not in a hurry.

My parents said that since he is the Fourth Master's man, it would be best for him to marry the maidservant of the Fourth Mistress in the future. This way, after the couple gets married, they can both continue to serve the Fourth Master and the Fourth Mistress.

He has already set his eyes on Dingxiang, who is by Fourth Grandma's side. She is the maid that came with her dowry. Although she is not a born daughter of the family, his mother said that even if Dingxiang is not a dowry maid, she must be favored by Fourth Grandma.

Just look at Dingxiang's figure. It's obvious that she can give birth to a son. If she gives birth to five or six boys in the future, her life will be prosperous.

Now he was only thinking about it in his heart and didn't dare to speak to the Fourth Master and the Fourth Madam.

I plan to wait for some time, get more familiar with Dingxiang, and find out what she thinks. If Dingxiang agrees, I will go to Fourth Grandma and propose to her.

Fu Zhiyi didn't know that his trusted servant had already set his sights on Lu Zhenzhen's dowry girl.

After hearing Jingzhe's words, he coughed and signaled them to shut up.

Jingzhe and Daming smiled at each other and dared not speak anymore.

The old woman who was keeping watch heard Daman's voice and heard that it was the Fourth Master who had returned. She hurriedly opened the small door, took a closer look with a lantern, and found that it was indeed her own Fourth Master.

He quickly let the person in.

Of course, Jingzhe and Daman were not allowed to enter the backyard at night, so they wisely took their leave.

Naturally, a maid came with a lantern to take Fu Zhiyi to Tingtaoju.

It was quiet inside Tingtao Residence. Except for the two infuriating lanterns in the corridor which were still lit, all the candles had been extinguished and everyone had fallen asleep.

The maid who was guarding the gate of Tingtaoju saw Fu Zhiyi coming back and immediately informed him.

Haitang, who was keeping watch outside, quickly lit the lamp and opened the door.

Fu Zhiyi entered the inner room and saw that it was quiet, so he knew that Lu Zhenzhen had gone to bed.

I felt indescribably lost for a moment.

Haitang asked tentatively, "I'll go wake up Fourth Grandma—"

Fu Zhiyi waved his hand: "Forget it, your fourth grandmother is already asleep, why bother waking her up? Go get some water from the side room, I can wash myself."

Haitang quickly agreed and went out to tell the little maid outside to ask the maid in the yard to quickly fetch some hot water.

He poured another bowl of tea for Fu Zhiyi.

Fu Zhiyi took the tea but didn't drink it. He held it in his hand for a while before asking, "When did Fourth Grandma go to bed tonight? Is she feeling well?"

Although Haitang didn't understand why Fu Zhiyi asked this, as a qualified maid, she answered evasively, "Fourth Madam went to bed later than usual. She waited until Fourth Master was too sleepy, and then was persuaded to rest."

Fu Zhiyi's expression obviously softened.

Haitang suddenly realized, "Before going to bed, Fourth Grandma drew a picture for Fourth Master. She must have been exhausted and said she wanted to wait for Fourth Master to come back before resting together. But she couldn't hold on any longer."

painting?

Fu Zhiyi put down the tea bowl in his hand and asked: "Where is the painting?"

Haitang stood up and led Fu Zhiyi to the small hall next to it. There was a large desk next to the window, separated by a museum shelf.

At this moment, a piece of rice paper was spread on the desk, which was particularly eye-catching.

Fu Zhiyi walked in and took a look. Who else could the person in the painting be but himself?

Although the brushwork and techniques seem unfamiliar and somewhat immature, they are very lifelike.

Fu Zhiyi stared at the painting, his eyes seemed glued to it and couldn't move away. There was only one thought in his mind: So this is how I look in her eyes!

He carefully lifted the scroll and looked around. Sure enough, it was about 80% similar to what he had seen in the mirror before.

The more he looked at it, the more he loved it. He wanted to roll it up on the spot and take it to his study in front of him to keep it tomorrow.

Haitang saw that if the Fourth Master took it away, how would she explain to Fourth Mistress tomorrow morning?

A clever idea came to mind: "Fourth Master, after Fourth Madam finished the painting, she couldn't let it go. She sighed for a long time and asked me to find a good painter to frame it tomorrow so that I can put it in the house and look at it every day."

Fu Zhiyi paused as he rolled up the painting, his ears reddening. "Do you like it so much? Do you want to hang it up in your room and look at it every day?"

If Lu Zhenzhen was in front of him at this moment, he would definitely scold her insincerely and say that Lu Zhenzhen was frivolous.

But at this moment, he was alone, and he only felt a little sweetness in his heart, and a little intoxicated in his mind.

After clearing his throat, Fu Zhiyi rolled up the scroll, composed his expression, and then turned around calmly: "Do you know any good painters? I'll take it out and frame it tomorrow."

Haitang dared not disobey and had to agree.

Fortunately, the maids were helpful and delivered hot water for washing.

Haitang sent Fu Zhiyi's spare clothes to the side room and immediately left.

After Fu Zhiyi finished washing up and entered the inner room, she asked the maids to clean up the bathroom, then she left and returned to her own room.

This was the first order Lu Zhenzhen received after accepting Tingtaoju. As long as she and Fu Zhiyi were in the inner room at night, there was no need to leave anyone to keep watch in the main room.

Previously, Haitang was keeping watch outside because Fu Zhiyi had not returned. Now that Fu Zhiyi is back, of course she has to go back to her own room.

There was still a lamp on in the inner room, the dim light made the room seem even quieter.

Lu Zhenzhen was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed on the bed. The curtains were not drawn, and one could see her domineering sleeping posture, with her legs spread out, almost occupying the entire bed.

Fu Zhiyi shook his head helplessly.

He lay on his side on the bed feeling aggrieved, staring at the sleeping Lu Zhenzhen without blinking.

The cover of darkness allowed Fu Zhiyi to look at Lu Zhenzhen without any obstruction for the first time.

The strong and sticky desire in his eyes almost burst out, like an invisible and dense net, trapping Lu Zhenzhen in the center.

After a long while, he whispered almost silently: "Lu Zhenzhen, you must be fine, always like this! Always look at me like this, and only have me in your heart and eyes!"

Lu Zhenzhen seemed to sense something in her sleep. She smacked her lips, turned over, and rolled into Fu Zhiyi's arms, almost knocking him under the bed.