Zhang stared at her intently, as if to see a flaw in her face, but after a while, her eyes looked towards the place about ten centimeters below her neck, where it was plump and white, and the ravines were deep.

"That scoundrel likes you."

A flash of joy flashed in Fu Lin's eyes: "Really? ”

Zhang nodded, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it himself.

Fu Lin had been aroused by her curiosity, and asked with a smile, "What does he like about me?" ”

"...... there" Zhang muttered, drunkenly pointed to her white and plump breasts, Fu Lin looked down at the place she was pointing at, understood what she was referring to, although the answer was not what she asked, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You've been married to him for years, haven't you?"

"Well, it's been almost four years, but he divorced me three years ago."

Fu Lin was stunned: "What's going on?" ”

Zhang told her what happened back then without reservation, and a hint of joy flashed in Fu Lin's eyes when he heard this, and he asked tentatively: "So, you and him are actually not husband and wife anymore?" ”

"Shhhh You can't tell Ma Niu'er about this! Zhang Qiang held his eyes, looking drowsy and about to fall asleep, a white onion finger blocked the pink lips, and made a silent movement, cute and cute.

Fu Lin smiled, a hint of wit flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she was drunk and dazed, and said, "There is something on my mind in this palace, and I don't know who to tell me." ”

Hearing this, Zhang raised his head and looked at her with drunken eyes.

"Hongu is now old and has always wanted a child."

Although Zhang is already drunk for nine points, he still knows that a woman will definitely not be able to have children on her own.

"Is the princess going to get married?"

"If you get married, you must not want to marry again, I just want a child, I just want to find a child's father."

Zhang Shi understood, and opened her mouth wide in shock, for her, Fulin's idea was simply shocking, not to mention, she was still a princess on top, a model for women in the world.

However, she quickly understood another meaning of Fu Lin, and looked at her suspiciously.

Fu Lin hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to rob him with you, I know that he only has you in his heart, and he only has sympathy and pity for me, I will never marry again in my life, I just want a child, except for him, I don't want other men to touch my body again." ”

Zhang was silent for a while before he whispered, "Why don't you ask him yourself?" ”

A trace of self-pity flashed in Fu Lin's eyes: "I have begged him, he sees me now like a mouse sees a cat, otherwise I don't have to be cheeky to beg you, I also know that this kind of thing is really a bit shameless, and it makes it difficult for you to do, but I really have no other way, if a woman does not have a child, she is not a complete woman, I hope you can understand my distress." ”

"It's useless for me to understand, I have to ask him to agree." Zhang whispered, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said no more, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Seeing Zhang's expression, Fu Lin didn't understand, she was not surprised, which woman would be willing to share her man with an unfamiliar woman, no longer entangled in this matter, and said with a smile: "This palace is what it says, if it makes you embarrassed, you should be drunk and talk nonsense." ”

After the banquet, it was getting late, and Fulin wanted to leave Zhang's family to live in the palace for one night, but Zhang's insisted on going back, saying that Zhen Mingku stipulated that she was not allowed to stay overnight, so Fulin had to give up and let people send her out of Xiangning Palace.

Before leaving, he took her hand and said a few words of confidant, sent the Zhang family and the girls of the Laurel Building to the gate of the palace, and saw them get into the carriage before returning to the palace.

……

Zhang sat in the carriage, the wine had already come up, staring blankly at the street scene flashing outside the window, remembering the words that Fulin said to her when he was leaving, tears suddenly fell down as if the floodgates had been opened.

"Don't you think it's strange that you've been married to him for so long and haven't conceived his child so far? It stands to reason that he should love you very much, he is in the prime of life, it is the time when the blood is strong, according to normal words, he should have been pregnant for half a year, have you asked the doctor to check it on you? ”

"Although he loves you crazy now, but men, there will always be a time when the affection and sweetness will subside, and when you are old in the future, if you have no children under your knees, and the family is becoming more and more deserted, he will definitely complain about you, and when the time comes, you will raise a concubine outside and have a few children, and enjoy the joy of family with them, how can you remember your kindness today, and when the time comes, you will be forced to retreat to the side room, and you can only swallow it in your stomach......"

Although Fu Lin's words sounded good for her, they were like needles, piercing her heart, Zhang leaned in the carriage, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help crying in a low voice, and after a while, the alcohol poured up his head, lying in the carriage, crying and falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took, a bump woke her up from her sleep, and when she opened her drunken eyes, the person in front of her was the man she had been thinking about day and night, but at this time it became a little strange and distant.

Her mouth snorted, her nose soured, and tears fell again.

Zhen Mingku looked at her crying without warning inexplicably, and he didn't know what was going on, and he could only sigh how wise and wise the sentence that a woman was made of water was.

He was really afraid that Zhang's would cry like this, crying and crying, and people would stop crying and turn into water, how could her tears be so clear and transparent, endless, as if the valve had been opened.

He sent the girls in the Laurel Mansion back, hugged Zhang alone, and drove back to the simple wedding room specially built when he married her.

……

When Zhang woke up the next day, it was already late afternoon, and she had no memory of what had happened last night, and her whole body was sore, and the pain of her head was so painful that she secretly swore that she would not drink even if there was a knife on her neck.

"I don't drink anymore."

"It's good to drink a little." There was a hint of encouragement in Zhen Mingku's words.

He also introduced her to a wine made from grapes, and said that there was an opportunity to make some for her, which would not only be beautifying, but also make her youthful, and he still hoped that she would drink a little without hurting her body.

When he said this, there was obviously a bad intention, and Zhang stared at him suspiciously, he made the bad heart look too familiar to her.

"Badass, what are you doing again?"

Zhen Mingkuku just smiled, her face was full of weird smiles with endless aftertastes, looking at her eyes could almost peel off her clothes, something must have happened last night, otherwise this villain couldn't be so weird, but she didn't remember it at all.

"How can a lady doubt her father-in-law so much, can her husband harm you?" Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and very treacherously, at least in her opinion, it was that kind of lustful smile.