"Daddy~," Yan Yu looked at her father with a grievance.

Yan Song's gaze was sharp and cold, imposing like a towering mountain. It was an authority that Yan Yu couldn't defy. "I'm doing this for your own good. You don't need to worry about the details. In two days, you'll go to your aunt's place to recuperate."

"I'm not sick, why should I be bedridden?" Yan Yu retorted.

"I said you are sick, you are sick. The emperor has agreed to your annulment."

At this time, Yan Song couldn't tell his daughter that he was in danger. He did so for her own good.

Those little romantic attachments are insignificant in the face of the lives of the entire clan.

He did indeed intend to support Tang Yang, but it turned out that Tang Yang was indecisive and unreliable, a complete nobody he couldn't help.

But now that person... he had actually been ignoring his feelings all along.

"Someone, please take Miss back to her room. She isn't feeling well, so don't let her wander around."

"Father, you can't do this, you can't do this!"

No matter how Yu pleaded, Yan Song's mind was made up and he wouldn't change his decision.

The Fu family's afternoon was still serene, the scent of flowers in the air overwhelming the bloodiness from last night. The twin brothers, Liupang and Chipang, looked at each other, probably wondering how the little fat boy across from them could be so similar to themselves.

Jiang Yao and Meng Yan chatted with Tian Guihua about everyday matters, and the family members occasionally burst into laughter.

Fu Baiman sighed, "What use is having a son?"

What use is having a son?

The daughter-in-law was there with her mother-in-law, and no one paid any attention to her. There was also a little girl.

"Chirp chirp, what are the two of you talking about? Let daddy have a listen too?" Fu Baiwan walked closer to Qin Xiu and Fu Chirp.

"We are talking about where to buy floral fabric."

"Yes, buy cotton fabric, Uncle Fu." Qin Xiu readily agreed.

"What are you buying floral fabric for?" Fu Baiman was just trying to find something to say; he was truly bored.

"

Buy flowery cloth to make clothes.

Fu Baimian looked at his little daughter, “You’re only so young, why do you want to buy clothes? Just ask your father for money and buy them. You don’t have to make them yourself. Don’t let the needle prick you anymore. Xiu Xiu is the same, Uncle will pay, you can go with Jiu Jiu to buy some.”

"Thank you, Father."

Thank you, uncle.

Qin Xiu pursed her lips, thinking how good it was to have a father. It was a pity that his father had died of hunger on their escape journey. If he had lived until now, she and her brother would definitely be able to take good care of their parents.

"Wait!" Fu Baiwan got up and went to get silver notes for the two little girls.

Then Fu Jiujiu changed her previous coquettish and adorable expression, earnestly asking, "Are you alright?"

Qin Xiu shook her head. "Miss, the medicine you gave me really works. I don't feel any pain at all now."

"Miss, I never expected that you would still practice martial arts, and that you are a disciple of Master Hua. She is so skilled, even my master is afraid of her."

Fu Jiujiao found a hint of abnormality when she saw the way their eyes met, where was it true fear, perhaps it was fear born from love.

But she is just a little girl and shouldn't understand this much. Let's not poke holes in this layer of window paper.

“Here I come, here I come. This is fifty taels of silver, will it be enough? If not, just ask your father again. Your father has more anyway, all given to him by your brothers as filial piety. He's kept it all for you.”

Even in front of his daughters-in-law, Fu Baimian would not hide his preference for the little girl, and he didn't try to conceal it. This was common knowledge.

Tian Guihua raised an eyebrow at her two daughters-in-law, and the three of them burst into laughter.

Now that they're all grown up, they've all benefited from their younger sister's good fortune and made a lot of money. They don't just want what their parents give them; they also want to contribute themselves.

When the little sister gets married in the future, they will definitely prepare more dowry for her.

"Enough, enough, thank you, Father," Fu Jiujiu said. Qin Xiu also followed suit and thanked him.

"Fu Baiwan felt much better now, “Go ahead and buy it,”

Qin Xiu was a little worried as she looked at Fu Jiujiu. After last night's assassination, she didn't know whether she should go out.

Fu Jiujiu knew her worries, Tang Xian said that he would protect her, then nothing would happen.

But she didn't feel like shopping right now. Instead, she was waiting for news from Atushi, wanting to make sure that Atushi and her seventh brother arrived safely in Los Angeles before she could relax.

"Chirp chirp, let's go to our godmother's." Jiang Yao pursed her lips and looked at the little dumpling. "Our elder sister went to the north because of us, our godmother must be feeling unwell in her heart. It's only right that we go and have a look."

Fu Jiujiu felt her third sister-in-law was right. She had also been thinking about this, but last night's events threw a wrench in her plans. "Then should we go now?"

Jiang Yao nodded, "That's what I was thinking, but if you have anything else to do, I can also..."

"It's okay, let's go then."

Tien Guihua took over Qi Pang, "The child just don't bring it, come back later to pick him up, if he cries then it won't be good."

Jiang Yao also thought the same way. Although the seven little ones were very well-behaved, if they really cried and made a fuss, what if their wet nurse got upset?

Qin Xiu knew this was the capital city, and in many situations, it would be inconvenient for her to follow. However, after witnessing Nian Xia and Yan Yu's martial arts skills last night, she felt reassured.

Just as Qin Xiu was stunned, she heard Tian Guihua calling her, "Xiu Xiu, the two of them will be back soon. Auntie saw your shoes are old, I made a new pair for you yesterday, come try if it fits."

"Suitable." Qin Xiu said without hesitation.

"This child, even without dressing, knows what's appropriate."

"The food made by the old lady is just right, not too big or too small."

Qin Xiu only started wearing shoes in recent years, so she could tolerate the big and small imperfections. After becoming wealthy, she would simply buy new ones and never learned how to do needlework.

Ordinary families usually couldn't afford good teachers, so mothers taught their daughters. Qin Xiu also wanted to learn from Tian Guihua.

"Tian Guihua didn't refuse. "Learning is fine, but my skills are nothing compared to your second sister-in-law. She can even teach young girls embroidery at the school."

Speaking of her filial and sensible daughter-in-law, Tian Guihua wore a happy expression. She had truly missed her during these past few days she hadn't seen her.

And there were also some sons and grandsons.

On the carriage to Gao's household, Jiang Yaoxian was composed and gentle. Fu Jiujiao couldn't help but sigh, "That's how it is when a woman becomes a mother."

"Chirp, why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Yao asked curiously.

"I think my third sister-in-law is becoming more and more beautiful, and she smells so good."

"Fragrance?" Jiang Yao thought to herself that she hadn't burned any incense. She raised her sleeve and sniffed it, "It's the smell of milk."

Fu Jiujiu was just about to nod, probably because she had gotten it from holding Qi Pang. Since she sat far away before, she didn't smell it much either.

Now that the carriage space is limited, her scent becomes more pronounced. "No, it's not just milk, Third Sister-in-law also has a hint of medicinal aroma. Third Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Yao shook her head. "No? I've been feeling good during my confinement period, nothing has been uncomfortable. How could there be a smell of medicine?"

If it's not the third sister-in-law, then this milk scent mixed with the smell of medicine should belong to someone closest to Li Qi.

Nanny?

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novels Network

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