Chapter 3 Old Marquis

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He thought this without showing any trace of it on his face.

If this evil spirit knew that he had seen through her identity, he would probably harm Shen's body.

But, how to drive away the evil spirits from Shen's body and find Shen back?

Jiu'er was also anxious.

[By the way, I am my mother’s daughter. I can use my blood and essence to guide my mother’s soul back. 】

She thought so and immediately did so.

But the next second, the sound of crying was loud.

Jiu'er really cried.

She looked at her soft chubby hands, and there was a conspicuous red mark on them. She was cruel.

It's just that she forgot that newborn babies don't have teeth, so when they bite, a row of fingers will turn red.

And 'Ms. Shen', who had just taken her over from Yu Junci, was startled by the sudden cry, and almost threw the child out in a hurry.

Yu Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he endured the scolding that almost came out of his mouth.

Humph, this woman is indeed not Shen!

Mrs. Shen was very gentle and kind to the children in the family, and none of the children in the Hou family disliked her.

If it were her, she wouldn't be able to throw her daughter down even if she did.

Yu Junci took over her daughter distressedly, patted her gently, turned around and said lightly: "Madam is weak, I'm afraid she won't have the energy to take care of Jiu'er. It just so happens that my mother said she's afraid that Jiu'er will disturb you during confinement, so I want to Take her to Jingzhao Hall to look after her for a few days."

'Ms. Shen' pretended to decline: "How to make it happen? Newborn children tend to be noisy. I'm afraid it will disturb the mother."

[Dad, I’m not going. I want to stay here. I must bring my mother’s soul back within seven days. Otherwise, if this fake soul is completely integrated with my mother’s body, she will never come back again! 】

Yu Junci was originally afraid that the counterfeit would hurt Xiao Jiu'er with his clumsy hands, but suddenly he heard Jiu'er's thoughts, so he changed his mind and called someone to move the cradle next door to this room: "Madam, you are right, mother." After all, I am old and you are the mother of my child, so I can’t rest assured that you will take care of Jiu’er.”

Fake Shen: "..."

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

[Hey, I’m waiting for this baby to make you uneasy and see if you can get out! 】

Jiu'er's crying was particularly disturbing, and the fake Shen had a headache from crying.

Yu Junci was afraid that the child's throat would break from crying, so he hugged her and coaxed her gently.

[Wow, daddy is so gentle, Tie Tie! 】

Yu Junci's eyebrows relaxed, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he lowered his head and kissed Jiu'er's pink and tender face.

Fake Shen was stunned.

In her perception, Yu Junci had a cold temperament and was serious about words. She didn't expect that his smile would be so beautiful.

After all, Yu Junci was worried about leaving the child alone with the fake Shen. He sat with her in the house for more than an hour, and then reluctantly left after coaxing the noisy little ancestor to sleep.

The fake Shen family Meng Ruhuan looked at the sleeping baby in the cradle beside the couch, with a hint of ferocity on her face.

Noisy kids are so annoying!

Especially the little girl's crying in the movie seemed to disturb her soul, and she almost couldn't help but leave Shen's body.

Seeing Yu Junci leave, she slowly stretched out her hand towards the sleeping baby.

As long as she covers her little mouth and nose...

no!

Meng Ruhuan suddenly retracted her hand.

In order to be with him, she had been planning for so long... She couldn't fall short.

He is just a child. If he cries again, he will be left to the care of his servants.

Besides, it can be seen that Ikuro likes this girl very much. As long as she is here, he will often visit her.

In some of Shen Peilan's memories that she spied on, although the two had given birth to two children, they were not close to each other on weekdays and could only be regarded as respectful to each other.

Meng Ruhuan curled her lips.

Although Shen Peilan is beautiful, she wears serious clothes in order to appear dignified, but she also looks old-fashioned, huh, really old-fashioned and boring.

Moreover, I heard that she was very jealous. When her son Yu Jingcheng was born, she just refused to take concubines for her husband. She did not even arrange for a connecting room. Men need relief in this regard. She did not understand the style and was so unvirtuous. How could Ikuro do this? like her?

Thinking of this, Meng Ruhuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

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As soon as Yongding Marquis Yu Beichuan came out of the palace, he ran into his mortal enemy Jingyang Marquis.

They didn't deal with each other when they were young.

When they were young, they both fell in love with the same girl. Marquis Jingyang originally asked to marry her, but Yu Beichuan took the lead and won the beauty.

He was so angry that he also got married right after Yu Beichuan, and even gave birth to a child faster than Yu Beichuan, so he showed off in front of him.

What made him unhappy was that the Yu family didn't know whether the ancestral tombs were chosen well. They gave birth to sons one by one. Yu Beichuan had four sons!

And he had many wives and concubines, and he gave birth to six or seven daughters.

After Yu Beichuan heard about it, he pretended to say: "You are lucky. You have given birth to so many daughters. I also wanted a daughter, but you gave birth to a few brats."

Look, look, how hypocritical these words sound!

The Marquis of Jingyang was so angry that he walked away.

Yu Beichuan was not happy either. He was telling the truth. What a shame for him!

He just wanted a sweet-smelling and soft girl, but no girl was born in the Yu family for three or four generations, and the boys kept popping up one after another.

He also wondered if there was something wrong with his ancestral grave.

Later, the daughter of Marquis Jingyang fell in love with the third son of his family and wanted to marry her.

Of course this is not possible!

His third daughter-in-law was married to her at the behest of his wife. She has a good temper and good character. Not to mention her appearance, few in the entire Fengdu can match her.

The Marquis of Jingyang's daughter was pampered by him to the point of being indulgent and willful. Who should he choose?

I heard that his little daughter was married and was having trouble with her husband's family every day.

Don't ask him why he knows so much about the trivial matters of the housewife, Lao Guo often complains in front of him.

That's right, the daughter of Marquis Jingyang finally married Lao Guo's son.

Alas, I think he was wavering at the beginning, but fortunately he listened to his old wife and did not marry the child.

Although the third daughter-in-law's family background was not very good, their Yongding Marquis Mansion was already wealthy enough and they did not need his son to rely on marriage to stabilize their status.

Marquis Jingyang finally convinced himself to make peace with Yu Beichuan for the sake of his daughter, but he would rather choose a merchant's daughter than his daughter.

Now the two people who were already at odds were at odds again.

Outside the palace gate, the two people's eyes met, as if sparks were flying.

Marquis Jingyang raised his chin high and said to the people around him: "My grandson's first birthday party will be in two days. You should come over and have a drink at that time."

Marquis Jingyang looked at Yu Beichuan with a proud face.

Although he only has one son, his son is so good that he now has three grandsons in his house, not to mention his granddaughters.

Unlike the one named Yu, who is a family of monks, he still doesn’t even have a granddaughter.

In front of Yu Beichuan, he felt proud.

When Yu Beichuan saw this, he felt indignant: As if no one has any grandchildren, I already have eight grandchildren, and the third daughter-in-law still has one in her belly!

Alas, I just lack a granddaughter.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a lame old servant from home not far away, shuffling his feet and running quickly, "Master Marquis, I am so happy, so happy! She has given birth, she has given birth, the third lady has given birth, our Marquis Mansion" Finally we have a little lady!”