Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

With his mysterious clothes fluttering and his face like a crown of jade, Ning Changting stepped forward, his whole body showing an innate dignity and dignity.

The clear light of the bright moon fell between his slender and graceful eyebrows, making him look even colder.

Even though Shen Chisu didn't like him, he couldn't help but feel lost for a moment when he saw his appearance and grace.

What a pity, such a handsome and elegant gentleman.

How come he has no heirs?

Ning Changting ignored the obvious pity and pity in Shen Chisu's eyes.

His eyes stayed on Cha Jiu and said, "My mother got distracted by what happened today. I have persuaded her to exempt you from punishment and go back to rest."

Shen Chisu got up from the futon, bowed his head and covered his face, said blessing to Ning Changting, and then fled as fast as he could.

She was afraid that Ning Changting would accidentally fall in love with her.

"Thank you, Brother Changting." Chajiu stood up and saluted him according to the rules and etiquette.

Ning Changting didn't say anything, nodded slightly in response, and turned to leave.

Chajiu stared at his sleeves and said, "Your clothes are torn."

Ning Changting followed her gaze and looked down. Sure enough, there was a slender crack in the sleeve.

He probably broke it when he got off the carriage.

It's easy to spot if you don't look carefully.

Cha Jiu took out a small sewing kit from his sleeve, threaded the needle and thread, and carefully helped him mend his clothes.

The candlelight was dim, and Cha Jiu got closer because of his sewing.

The sweet scent of roses seeped into Ning Changting's breath. His body stiffened and he unconsciously wanted to take a step back.

"Don't move." Cha Jiu raised her eyes and glanced at him, with unintentional resentment in her watery peach blossom eyes.

Ning Changting stood obediently, and the tips of his ears turned red inexplicably.

He lowered his head and saw Cha Jiu's eyelashes like butterfly wings, trembling slightly due to concentration.

Adorably tight.

He suddenly thought of what Cha Jiu said just now.

——"I have liked Brother Changting for a long time."

"All right."

Cha Jiu finished the stitches and lowered his head to bite off the thread.

Ning Changting secretly breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed in his throat, and spit out two dry words: "Thank you."

Chajiu smiled at him: "You're welcome, brother Changting."

There was no hint of reluctance or hypocrisy in this sweet voice from Brother Changting, Ning Changting could hear it.

She is different from Shen Chisu.

Shen Chisu has always insisted on calling Ning Changting "Prince", which is nothing more than to distance the relationship and remind him and everyone that she has no interest in the position of the young lady of the Hou Mansion.

He knew it, but it didn't matter.

Shen Chisu doesn't like him, and he doesn't necessarily like Shen Chisu.

What governs his life is his determination not to be tempted by any woman, and not to marry a wife and disturb others.

Now that he had made up his mind, Ning Changting didn't want Cha Jiu to waste his feelings on him.

But when he wanted to speak frankly, the words stagnated on his lips and he couldn't say anything.

Chajiu looked at him with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Ning Changting's thin lips parted slightly, and he only said one sentence in the end.

"It's nothing."

……

Hou Mansion, Songhe Hall.

Mrs. Ning, the grandmother of the Hou family, was copying scriptures while listening to the servants report the news about the ancestral hall.

After listening to Chajiu's refutation of Shen Chisu's words, the old lady took a deep breath.

"This kid Yan Shu is quite grateful."

It's not in vain that the Hou Mansion has provided them with all kinds of fine clothes and fine food.

Mrs. Ninghou sat down with a frown on her face: "Yanshu knows what's the use of being grateful? What I like is Chi Su."

In fact, when she adopted the two sisters, Mrs. Ning Hou really had no other thoughts.

However, when the two were ten years old, a fortune-teller happened to come to the Hou Mansion and concluded that Shen Chisu was in a rare chance of becoming pregnant in a century and could give birth to an heir for Changting.

From then on, Mrs. Ning Hou recognized Shen Chisu as her future daughter-in-law.

It is also the only hope for the continuation of the direct lineage of the Hou Mansion.

The old lady sighed softly: "We are a Qingliu family. No matter how much you value Zhongchisu, you will definitely not do that kind of forced marriage. Otherwise, you will have a grudge couple and tarnish the lintel of the Hou Mansion for no reason." "

Mrs. Ninghou was a little ashamed: "That's what mother said."

The old lady continued: "Chang Ting is already twenty-seven years old. If the marriage is delayed any longer, it will become a laughing stock. I advise you not to set your sights on one person. Since Yan Shu is interested in Chang Ting, he was also carefully raised by the Hou Mansion. , why not consider her."

Mrs. Ning Hou hesitated: "This kid Yan Shu is always quiet and dull, and he is not as lovable as Chi Su. And..."

"Besides, her appearance is too beautiful and outstanding. I'm worried that she will be uneasy at home in the future and make a joke to Changting."

Although Shen Yanshu and Shen Chisu are twin sisters, their appearances are completely different.

Shen Chisu's appearance is more like that of Xiaojiabiyu, her facial features are bland, she looks elegant, but there is nothing special about her.

However, Shen Yanshu's appearance was extremely beautiful, and he tended to be bright and flamboyant.

A pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes suddenly smiled, causing all the men in the world to be attracted.

Madam Zou, the concubine of the Marquis, was favored because of her beauty, and she also gave birth to Ning Changwen, the concubine of the Marquis.

Mrs. Ninghou naturally hates these beautiful and enchanting people.

The old lady shook her head after hearing this: "You can't judge people by their appearance, but by their inner character. Over the years, you have chosen those unattractive women for Changting among the noble ladies in the capital. They are ordinary-looking, but none of them abandon secular prejudices. That's wrong. Is Changting looking down on you?"

Mrs. Ning Hou still hesitated: "Let's take another look."

The old lady did not force her, she just said: "In a few days, the female teacher will come to the house to teach. You can send someone to watch secretly, so that you can weigh the character of Chi Su and Yan Shu."

"Yes, mother."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talked for a while, and then they dispersed when they saw that it was getting late.

On the other side, Cui Hexuan.

The maid vividly described how Mrs. Ning Hou shrunk and looked ugly in front of Shen Chisu today.

Mrs. Zou was cracking melon seeds and listening, laughing heartily.

"It's so refreshing, it's so refreshing." Mrs. Zou took a sip of hot tea to moisten her throat and continued to tease her son Ning Changwen.

"What's the use of being a direct descendant? What's the use of winning three yuan in a row?

"All the female relatives in Beijing are unwilling to marry him, and they still want to force an adopted orphan girl. It's really ugly."

Ning Changwen couldn't sit still. He flipped through the book in his hand for a while and then threw it away impatiently.

"These sage classics are so cumbersome that my head hurts from reading them, so I stopped reading them."

Madam Zou stood up and went over to rub his head, and said comfortingly: "If you don't want to read it, then you won't read it. It doesn't matter if you don't take the merit test. When Ning Changting is 30 years old and has no children, the Marquis will naturally give you the title of heir apparent." .”

Ning Changwen also had this idea.

Although he is not good at studying, he has been taking exams for seven or eight years and has not even passed the provincial examination.

But he has many children.

The total number of children born to his wives and concubines over the years is six daughters and one son.

When it comes to this, he is much more impressive than Ning Changting.

But Mrs. Zou is still a little worried.

"I heard that Shen Chisu has a rare fate of being fertile. She is unwilling now, but what if she agrees in the future? Doesn't the eldest brother have a chance to give birth to a child, Xijue?"

Ning Changwen sneered: "Wouldn't it be easy to solve this matter?"