I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room

  Chapter 175 Go check it out

   "Ma'am, you?" Mother Wang was startled. Just as she was about to call for a doctor, she heard Madam Hou say, "I'm fine."

  Mother Wang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly served hot tea. Madam Hou drank half a cup of tea before slowly calming down.

   "Mother Wang, did you hear that too? The third child said that the woman gave birth to a son for him." Mrs. Hou tightened her handkerchief tightly, with unknown emotions flashing in her eyes.

  Mother Wang lowered her eyes, "I heard this old slave, the third master said that the young master is five years old."

   "Not sure yet." Madam Hou snorted, "The third child is just an idiot. That woman has been missing for five years. Who knows if the child belongs to the third child?"

  A stern look flashed in her eyes, Hou Fu would not recognize wild species of unknown origin. Do you think that if you hold a child casually, the mother will be more expensive than the child? The third child is easy to deceive, but she is not easy to deceive. Trying to confuse the blood of the Houfu, the ambition is not small, but she thought she was a well-behaved one at the beginning.

  Mother Wang hesitated for a moment, but she still tried to persuade her, "This old servant sees that the third master is very caring, so he shouldn't be mistaken, right? What if he is really the third master's own flesh and blood?"

  Seeing that Mrs. Hou was thoughtful, she said again: "It's better to find out about this matter, the second young lady is about to give birth."

   These two completely irrelevant words, but Mrs. Hou understood what she meant.

  The prince has only one sister Hui, who is still weak. The third child... didn't even get married. Yizhi didn't have a son.

  The second room already has a three-year-old concubine son, if the Su family is allowed to give birth to a concubine son, wouldn't it be even more insane? Therefore, it is best for the third son to really have a son.

  Madam Hou nodded slowly, "Well, this matter really needs to be investigated carefully." After a pause, her eyes fell on Wang Mama, "I'll trouble Mama Wang, please take a walk."

  Mother Wang quickly stated, "This is the job of this old slave. Don't worry, this old slave will find out."

  Mrs. Hou's complexion softened, "I'm at ease in your work." Her eyes narrowed for a moment, "I remember you have a granddaughter named Tian'er, right? Is it coming soon?"

  Mother Wang's heart skipped a beat, but there was a hint of a smile on her face, "It's rare that Ma'am, you still remember her, she will be fifteen in half a year."

  She has only one granddaughter, who was born smart since she was a child. She was reluctant to let her granddaughter enter the mansion, so she asked for grace to learn a skill, and in the future she would directly go to the embroidery workshop to work as a manager.

"You will be a big girl in a blink of an eye, don't worry, you have been serving in my house for decades, I will not treat you badly." Madam Hou has a kind attitude, "You bring me in some other day and let me see, I am in a daze I remember seeing her once when she was a little baby, and she has changed in her eighteenth year, and she has become more and more beautiful. You were born well when you were young, and your granddaughter must not be far behind."

Mother Wang hurriedly thanked her, "Madam can remember her, it's her good fortune. It doesn't matter whether she was born well or not, it's just that you can see it with a flat head and a straight face. It's the old slave. Look at the old bark face of the old slave, even when he was young. Where can I see better? This old slave still has this self-knowledge, Madam, please stop coaxing this old slave."

  The resentful and funny expression successfully made Mrs. Hou laugh, pointing at her, said: "You, you have been narrow since you were young."

Madam Wang let go of her concerns, and continued to smile and said: "Old slave is clearly telling the truth. Madam, you were born like that when you were young. Many respected old ladies praise you for being dignified and elegant! Even now, you are also graceful and luxurious, no Lost that year!"

   "You old monkey, you're the only one with sweet lips." Madam Hou smiled even more happily.

  To be honest, Mrs. Hou's appearance is just average, but who wouldn't like to hear nice words?

   On the contrary, it is Marquis Wu An, although he is a martial artist, his appearance is very good, and he was a famous handsome man in Beijing when he was young.

  When Mrs. Hou married into the Marquis of Wu'an, many people secretly laughed: a flower stuck in cow dung.

   Of course, the flowers are Marquis Wu'an!

  Wen Jiuxiao can have such an outstanding appearance, thanks to the strong gene of Marquis Wu'an. I heard that Mrs. Hou's eldest daughter is like a middle-aged man.

   "Old man." After laughing, Mrs. Hou touched her face and sighed. There are wrinkles, spots, and sagging face. As she grows older, she doesn't like to look in the mirror less and less.

   "Who said that? You are not old at all. Standing with Shi Ziye and Third Master, you will look a few years older than them." Madam Wang retorted solemnly.

   "You old monkey, you're talking nonsense." Although Madam Hou cursed, her eyes were full of smiles.

  Mother Wang also laughed, and Mrs. Hou never mentioned her granddaughter again, but Ms. Wang's heart was like frying oil.

  Mother Wang has served Mrs. Hou for decades, she knows her temperament, she will not mention Tian'er for no reason, what does Madam want to do? beat her? Or something else?

  Mother Wang couldn't guess at all.

  Because Ms. Wang was upset, there were inevitably omissions in management, and the conversation between mother and son spread.

  Wen Chengzong couldn't close his mouth in surprise for a long time, and finally sighed, "It's a good luck."

  Falling off a cliff and not dying, and being found by the love-crazy youngest after five years of disappearance, isn’t that a good fortune?

  Qin Yushuang's focus is on the child, "I heard that the third master gave birth to a son, so the third master made a fuss about marrying her. The identity of this child..."

  She also wondered if the child belonged to the third master, if so, it's okay. If not, it would be a big joke.

"It's probably true, the third child is so shrewd, can he admit his son wrong? The third child has a lot of love and hates concubines, and he is arguing to marry. It is probably to give the child the status of the eldest son." Wen Chengzong guessed, and felt that he had guessed right. right.

  Qin Yushuang showed a smile on her face, "If this is the case, then, that's great! The third master has a son, and the concubine can breathe a sigh of relief."

  She looked very happy for Wen Jiuxiao, but the hand holding the handkerchief was already turning white.

  Wen Chengzong was also happy, "Yes, I really didn't expect that the third son actually has a son, and he is so old."

  He is really happy, no matter if he is born in the first place or born in a concubine, as long as he is the third child's own flesh and blood, he is his own nephew. Oh, I'm five years old, older than Sister Hui, but I can protect Sister Hui a bit.

   "Take a rest, I'll go to see the third child." He was happy and eager to find out if the news was true.

  As soon as he left, the smile on Qin Yushuang's face faded, and unwillingness rose in her heart.

  Why does she have less than one son to worship God and Buddha, and that lowly woman's son is five years old, if her mother is really allowed to enter the Hou Mansion with her son, this is the eldest son of the mansion!

  Obviously, the eldest son should come from her belly. A concubine wanted to take her son's place, hum!

   God is so unfair.

  Qin Yushuang's face was pale, and her eyes were condensed.

   After a long time, she shouted: "Look for books, find someone who is qualified to look them up."

  She pressed her heart, that child, she hoped to be the third master's flesh and blood, but also hoped not, it was very contradictory!

  (end of this chapter)