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

Every word touches my heart.

The old marquis's face suddenly darkened.

Fu Zhijian's face was also full of disappointment.

Neither of them expected that Fu Zhiyi's attitude would be so resolute and indifferent, and he would not help.

Fortunately, Fu Zhijian remained calm and gave a wry smile, "Grandfather, what Third Uncle said in the letter is right. Although the Fourth Brother has been favored by His Majesty, he is far away in South Vietnam and is indeed unable to help—"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything, but the moment he did, the old marquis got angry: "They have a grudge against me! They're holding it in! Considering the respect they hold in front of the emperor, it wouldn't be too much to say a few good words for the Marquis's Mansion!"

"You're just watching from the sidelines now, but don't you think about whether they can guarantee that they will always be so glorious and have such influence in front of the emperor? Aren't you afraid that you will also face the same situation in the future?"

"Aren't officials supposed to help each other? Now that the Marquis' Mansion is in trouble, they're helping out. If they get into trouble in the future, the Marquis' Mansion will be able to lend a hand, right?"

"If everyone is as cold-hearted and heartless as this couple, how can this family grow stronger and stay united?"

Fu Zhijian opened his mouth, but seeing how angry the old marquis was, he didn't say anything.

When the fourth prince was targeted by the third prince and Princess Deqing, the Marquis' Mansion did not help them, but pushed them away instead.

It is understandable that the fourth brother is so ruthless now.

He can understand!

But, I am not disappointed in my heart!

That night, the old marquis was so angry that he almost couldn't sleep.

The next morning, he called a doctor to take his pulse.

Just after sending the doctor away, I received the second letter.

It was sent from South Vietnam.

The old marquis was puzzled. How could two letters arrive from South Vietnam within two days of each other? Could something big have happened in South Vietnam?

Or maybe Fu Zhiyi later felt that the letter his father wrote was a bit too much? So he wrote another letter to apologize?

With such expectations, the old marquis opened the second letter.

As soon as I saw the handwriting, it was the notes of my third brother.

It begins with a very aggressive sentence: "Old man, you delivered this letter very well, very well!"

"Do you know that your letter scared Yi Ge'er's wife? She's a timid woman, and when she heard that you wanted Yi Ge'er and her to go to the emperor to plead for Jian Ge'er, she was so scared that she went into premature labor!"

"Did you know that Brother Yi's daughter-in-law is pregnant with twins, which is inherently dangerous? Did you know that we're afraid she'll have a premature birth, so we give in to her every day and don't let her see outsiders, just for fear of something happening?"

"Now, what's wrong with you? Is it because of this letter from you, old man?"

"Right now, Brother Yi's daughter-in-law is still giving birth in there, and it doesn't look good! If anything happens to them, mother and child, not to mention Brother Yi, even I will be sworn enemies with you!"

"You know very well that I only have Yi Ge'er as my child in this life. Yi Ge'er has finally had two children at such an old age. If anything really happens, whether you did it intentionally or not, you will end your son's lineage!"

"When the time comes, don't blame me for being a ruthless son. Whoever made me childless, I will make him childless! Old man, you know me well. I was able to cause such a mess with the Lan family back then. Now that you have left me with no hope, I don't even know what I can do if I get angry!"

"Just pray that Brother Yi, his daughter-in-law, mother and son are safe!"

The old marquis's eyes went dark. It was over! It was over! It was over!

If something bad really happened to Lu Zhenzhen due to premature birth, it would be fine if the third brother was just being naughty, but I'm afraid Yi Ge'er is no longer a relative, but an enemy!

Why is it so small?

How could Lu Zhenzhen be so timid? She definitely didn't go into premature labor out of fear; maybe she went into premature labor out of anger!

The letter in the old marquis's hand fell on the table.

When Fu Zhijian took it and looked at it, he also saw that everything was dark.

His voice trembled as he spoke, "Grandfather, what should we do? If anything happens to Fourth Brother's wife, not only Third Uncle, but also Fourth Brother and the Lan Family won't let it go."

Who said no!

Even though the old marquis was a thousand-year-old fox, he felt that the situation was very tricky at the moment.

The two grown men looked at each other and both felt helpless.

In the end, the old marquis could only go to find Old Lady Bai with the letter in his hand.

After all, women understand this kind of thing better.

When Old Lady Bai first heard that it was the old marquis who brought the letter from Nanyue, she was quite happy.

As soon as I saw the old marquis's face, I knew something was wrong.

When I read the letter again, I almost fainted.

When he regained consciousness, he burst into tears: "What a sin! This is truly a sin!"

I couldn't help but hit the old marquis: "You, you said you knew that Brother Yi's wife was still pregnant, why did you write that letter? Brother Yi's wife is pregnant with twins, and I heard that she is having two boys!"

"If anything really happened to the mother and her two children, how could you face the ancestors of the Fu family? How could you face the third brother and Yi Ge'er again?"

"My third son, my brother Yi, and my two poor little great-grandchildren..."

The crying was like several invisible slaps in the face of the old marquis and Fu Zhijian.

Fu Zhijian couldn't stay here any longer, so he retreated in shame.

Even after walking a long way, I could still hear the old lady crying inside.

After coming out, I unknowingly returned to my own yard.

Mrs. Hu was teasing Bo Ge'er, who was giggling. Yue Jie'er was standing beside him, smiling and arranging flowers.

It looks like a picture of happy mother and child.

Fu Zhijian felt a sudden blockage in his heart. Thinking of his uncle's angry curses in the letter, he felt that this scene was a bit irritating.

I don't know whether my fourth brother's wife gave birth safely.

The servants in the yard saw that Fu Zhijian looked unhappy, so they all bowed and stepped aside.

Mrs. Hu turned her head and saw Fu Zhijian and was stunned.

He wiped Boger's saliva with a handkerchief, coaxed him softly, and asked the nanny to take Boger away.

Sister Yue also greeted Fu Zhijian and went to play with Brother Bo.

Hu then came forward and asked, "My Lord, what's wrong? What happened?"

For Mrs. Hu, Fu Zhijian being ordered to reflect on himself at home was not a big deal.

She didn't lose her title, and there was no other punishment, except that she couldn't go out. This was a good thing for her.

We're all locked up at home, what else could go wrong?

Fu Zhijian sighed and told Hu the gist of the three master's two letters.

The teacup in Hu's hand suddenly fell to the ground. "What should I do?"

While not caring about the mess on the ground, he muttered: "Giving birth is already a life-threatening experience for a woman, and my sister-in-law is having twins, which is even more difficult. Now that she's in labor, it's premature, I'm afraid it's not good—"

Unable to resist, she complained again, "My Lord, didn't we agree on this? My father also said that after all the things that happened in the Marquis' Mansion, His Majesty is already doing you a great favor by just shutting yourself up and reflecting on yourself! We should just stay in the mansion and wait for a few days until the situation stabilizes. Then my father will join forces with the Jin family and slowly turn things around."

"Right now, it's better for us to be quiet than to move! The lower the profile, the better! Why did you and the old man write letters to my fourth brother and the others?"