The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Fu Tingzhou's heart seemed to be grasped by a hand, and he trembled fiercely, almost spilling the wine in his glass. She was injured in her early years and was almost infertile?

When did this happen?

Fu Tingzhou was very sad. He almost killed her for life without knowing it. If she hadn't experienced an accident and stayed in Zhenyuan Hou's mansion, she would be barren for the rest of her life...

Even if Fu Tingzhou doesn't pay attention to the affairs of the inner house, he knows that this woman will have a very miserable life. Fu Tingzhou thought of his mother's disposition, and suddenly felt fortunate that she left.

She lost her parents when she was a teenager. Perhaps, the memory loss was something her family couldn't bear to see, so bless her in the dark. Marrying Lu Heng, she was indeed much happier than marrying him.

Fu Tingzhou suddenly drank a glass of wine. The singer beside her was startled by his actions. She wanted to flirt and complain, but she looked up to see Fu Tingzhou's face, but she was frightened and didn't dare to bother.

Lu Heng is a taboo in the capital, no one dares to gossip about him, and he doesn't usually attend banquets, so he is very independent. Suddenly opening the chat box, everyone couldn't help but pour out a few words: "He was promoted to the first rank in his twenties, and went to the Houjun Commander's Mansion, but he still holds the real power of Jinyiwei. The sage trusts him too much."

"Now he can still see the emperor normally. Xia Shoufu's letter of request has to wait for it to arrive, but he can go in and out directly in the west, and even the east factory and the west factory have become his answerers, what can he do? ?"

"He is a first-rank official, and his wife is virtuous. Now he even has a son. No wonder he always walks with a smile. His son's name seems to be taken by a saint, right?"

A group of people didn't know whether to be jealous or envious, and their words were sour. Fu Tingzhou has been listening quietly, and then suddenly answered: "What's your name?"

The people next to him were stunned, but did not understand Fu Tingzhou's words: "What?"

"What's the name of her child?"

Everyone asked each other, not sure: "It seems to be Lu Xuan, right?"

Fu Tingzhou filled the wine silently, raised his head and drank it.

The house was full of guests and the rich and powerful, but no one could understand whether the "she" in his words was male or female.

very good. She is now a first-rank official's wife, with a husband and son, and the rest of her life is stable. Their hopes for the future when they were young, at least, she came true.

After that, Fu Tingzhou was extremely silent, drinking cup after cup, the two dancers didn't dare to approach him anymore. Guo Xun saw Fu Tingzhou drinking suffocatingly, thought he was not convinced by Lu Heng, and said: "You are all young people, the future is still long, there is no need to fight for a while. You are two years younger than him, you go back tonight to let a woman conceive a son. , even if you beat him."

Everyone at the table laughed when they heard it, and it was tacit understanding between their brows. Xungui's children are fascinated by their ears and eyes, and they can speak dirty words at a young age. Fu Tingzhou has lived in Xungui's circle since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to these behaviors. Everyone was joking about him and other women, but Fu Tingzhou recalled inappropriately that many years ago at his grandfather's birthday banquet, the young master who came as a guest made a joke. .

After so many years, I wonder if she is still so shy now.

Fu Tingzhou spoke abruptly, interrupting everyone's laughter: "I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat Governor Lu. When I meet the Holy Spirit today, the emperor intends to let me go to Gansu. I'll be leaving soon, and I'm afraid it's too late to think about the matter of the heir."

When everyone at the wine table heard it, they all restrained their joking hearts. Guo Xun asked earnestly: "The emperor intends to make you the commander of Gansu?"

Fu Tingzhou nodded, Guo Xun rubbed his palm, laughed and said, "I just made military exploits, and I have real power. It's really formidable in future generations. Come, let's toast the Duke of Zhenyuan together."

A bunch of men got together, without any scruples, they made trouble all night, and they each led people back to their rooms in the middle of the night. The next afternoon, the Prince of Yongping Hou only returned to the mansion. When Mrs. Yongping Hou saw it, she hurriedly asked her son, "Why did you come back? What did your uncle say yesterday?"

Yesterday, the Marquis of Yongping had something to do, so he asked his son to attend the banquet on his behalf. Yongping Hou Shizi took a sip of tea, suppressed the bitter taste in his throat, put down the tea cup, and suddenly said with a solemn face: "Mother, Fu Tingzhou will go to Gansu after the new year, my sister has not yet had an eldest son, yes Isn't it time to think of a way?"

When Mrs. Yongping Hou heard this, she was stunned: "This... this matter in the couple's room, what can our parents think of?"

The author says:

Lu Mou, who has a small stomach and saves others by himself:

Others say he is older than his wife, Lu Heng: She must be mocking me for being old.

Madam said he was young, shirt, Lu Heng: She must be insinuating that I am old.

Chapter 133 Children

At night, Hong Wanqing was lying on the bed alone, unable to sleep. After her husband left home for a year and a half and returned in victory, she was not the first to see him. Even if she sent someone to ask about Fu Tingzhou's whereabouts, she was scolded by Chen Shi, saying that she was ignorant and delayed the man's business.

But she is his wife.

Hong Wanqing couldn't sleep, staring at the acacia flowers on the bed, he couldn't help thinking that all the generals attending the banquet tonight, would he bring the dancer back to sleep? Even the place in the south of the Yangtze River is full of fireworks and willow alleys. Will he keep the outer room in the past two years?

The more Hong Wanqing thought about it, the more troubled her heart became.

The next day, she got up early to dress up, even on the day she was married, she hadn't dressed herself so carefully. She fidgeted and waited until noon, when suddenly the maid came to report and said, "Madam, Lord Hou is back."