25. The Prime Minister’s Tool Stepwife (25)

Style: Science Author: Xiu DancongWords: 2025Update Time: 24/01/18 18:44:34
The eldest aunt and the second aunt were even more speechless after hearing her words. The eldest aunt frowned and asked, "Have you ever been in contact with Zhou Wencun before?"

Luo Yaqing said sheepishly: "We talked about poetry at Princess Ande's flower viewing party before, and then we met several times outside..."

The protection between men and women in the dynasty was not that serious. Young men and women traveled together, as long as they were not alone or out of line, that was fine, so Luo Yaqing was able to meet Zhou Wencun outside.

The eldest aunt and the second aunt immediately understood that their niece must have been targeted by Zhou Wencun, who had long had evil intentions. Otherwise, how could they have "encountered" each other by chance so many times?

It's a pity that more than half of the six rites of the marriage have been completed at this time, and it is too late for them to object. Moreover, judging from the fact that the niece is now deeply in love with Zhou Wencun, if they really object to the marriage, the niece may still How could he resent them? When the time comes, they will be no longer human beings.

They are just aunts, not biological mothers. What right do they have to object to something that the niece's father has agreed to?

Therefore, we can only pray that Zhou Wencun is a good person and can treat his niece wholeheartedly and make her happy, otherwise their family will definitely not let him go.

The man and woman who got engaged successfully had more opportunities to meet each other. Luo Ya decided to put part of her thoughts on preparing and embroidering the wedding dress, and the rest of her thoughts were all on Zhou Wencun, who would come here from time to time. Hongyan sent letters or made appointments to go on trips, which made her father Luo Changqing jealous and mutter, "Sure enough, the girl didn't get the chance to stay at the university."

Xu Shichu's stepdaughter's marriage had very little use, so her life had not changed much. She was either busy eating, drinking, having fun, or taking care of business. She had money and leisure, and lived a pleasant life. Compared with the whole life Luo Changqing, who is always scheming in the officialdom, is much more nourished...

He is also a big buyer of his "Dream Come" sleeping incense.

Xu Shichu went to Zuixiang Pavilion again that day. Unexpectedly, when she reached the door, a woman holding a child rushed out from the diagonal and rushed to her. Without any explanation, she knelt down towards her.

Xu Shichu was startled, and the guards who followed quickly stepped forward to block her, preventing the woman from getting close.

"Madam! Madam Xu! My husband's late father was the training envoy of Suzhou Regiment in Weicheng, and my late mother Hu Xuemei is your mother's cousin! I have come to ask for something! Madam, please help me for the sake of the deceased elder. ...Please..." The woman holding the child begged Xu Shichu with red and swollen eyes and tears streaming down her face.

Xu Shichu just heard her words and didn't understand it for a while. When she talked about her mother, Xu Shichu remembered that Suzhou, Weicheng, was the hometown of the original owner's mother. He also heard her mention that her late mother was the original owner's mother's cousin, and he knew that this person in front of him was very likely. He is a distant relative of the original owner.

The woman holding the child made such a big noise in Zuixiang Pavilion, which quickly attracted the attention of the people around her. Seeing that more and more people were watching, Xu Shichu said to her: "Come in with me and let's talk."

The woman stood up tremblingly, and Xu Shichu realized that her face was so pale that there was no blood at all, and her figure was so thin that she couldn't stand still after kneeling for a while.

"Zhichun, go help her hold the baby." Xu Shichu ordered.

Zhichun then walked up to the woman, stretched out his hand, and said softly: "Madam, please let me hold the young master."

The woman originally wanted to avoid her hand, but she thought of something and changed her mind. In the end, she cruelly handed the child in her arms into Zhichun's hands.

The child was unhappy, his eyes were half-opened, he had no energy at all, and he seemed to be sick.

Xu Shichu took the people up to the room on the second floor and asked the irrelevant people to leave. Then he asked the woman, "Tell me, what do you want to ask me for?"

As soon as the woman's tears stopped, she started to flow again. She knelt on the ground again with a pop, and said with tears in her eyes: "I beg Madam to adopt my son! You don't need to treat him as a young master, as long as he has a stutter." , as long as you have clothes to wear and don’t starve to death or freeze to death..."

"Stop! Why do you want me to adopt your son? Where are you? Where's your husband? Where are the other family members?" Xu Shichu said in confusion. Ren was asked to adopt a child by a distant relative whom she had met for the first time. Everyone will be confused.

"There is no family left. My father-in-law and mother-in-law died when my husband was young. It is unreliable that the clan members robbed the family property... My husband fell seriously ill after he returned from the Jinshi exam last month. He left last night, and I was originally Being frail, taking care of her husband and children these days requires her last breath...

My husband is gone, and I feel that I can’t hold on anymore, but I still have children... We are helpless in this capital, and in the end we can only think of you, madam...

If there is no one to entrust, I will not trouble Madam, please take it for the sake of elders..."

The woman cried until she could hardly breathe.

Only then did Xu Shichu notice that this woman was wearing a white mourning dress. She looked haggard and emaciated. She looked like someone who had been ill for a long time. She was sick herself and had to take care of her sick husband and children. It was really pitiful. The maid felt the same thing when she looked at her, and tears filled her eyes.

Seeing Xu Shichu's silence, the woman thought that she didn't believe her, so she quickly took out a stack of letters and a small purple butterfly golden hairpin from her sleeve pocket:

"If you don't believe me, madam, please read these letters. These letters were exchanged between my late mother-in-law and your mother when they were in the boudoir. This golden hairpin was a gift from your mother to my late mother-in-law."

Xu Shichu took the letter and the gold hairpin, read a few pages of the letter, and then the purple butterfly gold hairpin. There was a small word "Huan" engraved on the bottom of the hairpin. The name of the original owner's biological mother did have the word "Huan" in it.

As for the handwriting on the letter - Xu Shichu did not find her mother's handwriting from the original owner's memory. She had never seen her biological mother's handwriting. The things left by her biological mother had long been destroyed and thrown away by the original owner's stepmother and biological father. .

Although these two items alone could not confirm the identity of this distant cousin, Xu Shichu didn't feel that he had anything worthy of others' troublesome calculations.

Moreover, this is an adoption of a child. It is said to be an adoption, but according to this distant cousin's intention, it is only necessary to give him a mouthful of food and drink so that he does not starve to death and freeze to death. It can be seen that if he wants to plot against her, he should ask for help. She wants her to give her adopted son a title and raise him properly. The closer the relationship, the better.

"Is your body really incurable? Have you left it to your funeral? How about I ask an imperial doctor to look at you? It's better for the child to be raised by his biological mother, isn't it?" Xu Shichu said , she is the wife of the prime minister, so she can still hire an imperial doctor.