Walking to the dining table, she reluctantly picked up the bowl of yellow-looking potion. In fact, she always knew that it was not a medicine, but a prescription.

Over the past year and a half, since her mother-in-law learned that she was suffering from infertility, she has collected all kinds of strange medicines everywhere, such as priest water, animal liver soup, and soil water. It sounds disgusting, but she has to compromise. In fact, she just wanted to say that her illness has been cured, but after all, her stomach is still not moving, so let's wait.

I just hope God can bless you so that you can get pregnant as soon as possible.

The potion was bitterer than bitter melon. When she drank it, she felt a sourness in her stomach, which made her feel even more vomiting. She covered her nose and swallowed it in big mouthfuls. She understood that her mother-in-law just wanted to hold her grandson. As long as she could give birth to a child and half of her daughter for the Zhu family, her mother-in-law would definitely change her attitude towards herself.

The servants on the side had long been used to seeing such a disharmonious mother-in-law and daughter-in-law promoting integrity. They talked quietly and looked at the slender figure sympathetically. They also knew that if the young lady could not conceive of a child, the heroine of this family could be replaced at any time.

The night is getting deeper, and the noise of the festival and the sound of firecrackers have gradually faded away, returning to the tranquility of the normal night. The snowflakes fell silently, covering up the loneliness and drifting of the ground. The ground is already filled with thick snow, but the husband has not yet returned.

The assassin in the Zhu family villa was particularly quiet, and He Jing and the two servants in the family were already asleep. The only lights left in the whole house were left on the master bedroom on the second floor.

Shen Chenxi was busy in the room alone. She took out a set of dark blue high-end tiny four-piece set from the closet to replace the quilt and sheets on the bed that had been covered by herself for ten days.

Her husband Zhu Zihao has a serious obsession with cleanliness. He hates seeing anything unclean and untidy. He feels disgusted even a hair on the ground, so her bedroom is cleaned by herself every day.

After laying the sheets, she then went to the bathroom to find a rag, wiped the cabinet at the bedside and the coffee table next to the sofa cleanly, spotlessly. After wiping, she carefully checked the floor in the room, including the bathroom, etc., and picked up the only few falling hairs.

The door of the room was pushed open.

The man who came in was wearing a very fit black suit, with long legs and straight figures, comparable to that of a male model in the fashion industry; his face was also top-notch exquisite, deep black eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips slightly pursed, elegant but cold as snowflakes falling outside.

"cough……."

He put his hand on his lips and coughed twice. The sound was faint, but it still reached the woman's keen ears.

Shen Chenxi subconsciously turned her head and looked up and met the man Wufeng Wuxue's black eyes.

"Zihao..." She shouted sweetly, with the clearest smile on her lips. She stretched out her hands and tiptoed, and she habitually took off the black suit jacket on the man's body and patted the dust that might fall on it.

"It's cold outside?" She held his hand and found that it was indeed much colder than her own.

"Wait, I'll help you get water, so you won't be cold after taking a hot bath." She said with concern, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. But as soon as she took a step, her hand was pulled.

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