After Zilan got married, she naturally can't take care of the affairs of Anping Marquis's house any more. Whether she really likes each other or whether Wen ChuChu intends to arrange Zilan out, we have to ask Zilan.

"I'll write a letter to Zilan, Alan. You can send it for me."

"Good."

A few days later, Su Jiusi's birthday arrived. At last, according to Su Jiusi's idea, everything was simple. There was no banquet for her, but their family had a dinner together.

He did not change in front of her. He had always been Fu Chenrong, who she was familiar with. In front of her, he was more and more Regal. But in front of her, he was always Fu Chenrong, who she knew at first.

After Fu Chenrong finished, he leaned over to kiss Su Jiusi's lips. Su Jiusi had not reacted yet, but Fu Chenrong held her in his arms when she reacted.

"I have to advance an inch today."

Su Jiusi stretched out his hand and pinched Fu Chenrong's arm. "It's not appropriate to carry forward an inch."

Fu Chenrong continued to push forward.

"Jiusi, kiss the wrong place."

Su Jiusi was stunned at first, then stood on tiptoe and gave Fu Chenrong a kiss on the cheek.

Fu Chenrong, with a straight face, made a very childish request.

"Just give me a kiss."

Su Jiusi took Fu Chenrong's hand and shook it. "My husband is angry?"

"There's nothing I can do with you. It's not easy for me to save some private money for you. You want to be cheap." Fu Chenrong pretended to be angry.

"Please take it out, my concubine will donate the silver to Xiao Luo."

"Of course."

Su Jiusi was warm in his heart and asked, "is this silver mine?"

"You can rest assured that I will give you this birthday, not the state of Jiang."

Su Jiusi smoked from the corner of his mouth. He thought it was very funny, "you..."

Fu Chenrong said in a low voice, "this is specially for you."

"It's all my private money."

"Now the money spent by the military supplies is too much, and the National Treasury is a bit tight. How can I increase the burden of the national treasury at this time?"

Fu Chenrong stretched out his hand and touched Su Jiusi's forehead. "You, these birthdays have been quiet. I officially announced that Li Yuanbo was the crown prince on your birthday. Why don't you stretch it out?"

"It's just a birthday. Why extravagance?"

Su Jiusi gets up. Fu Chenrong goes to Su Jiusi and embraces Su Jiusi's shoulder. His tone is quite helpless. "Jiu Si, why do you want to delete the things on the gift list?"

Alan toward Fu Chenrong blessing body, then took the letter to go out first.

Just after writing the letter to Alan, Fu Chenrong came.

It was a real surprise to her.

It's been three months since she wrote this letter. She thought Zilan had been born, but she got married suddenly.

Su Jiusi brought up his pen and wrote a letter to Zilan. In recent years, Su Heng's letters have become less and less, but Zilan's letters have never been less. Almost one or two months ago, there was a letter that would say something about Anping Marquis's house and Su Heng.

Fu Chenrong ordered people to prepare a table of dishes, most of which were Su Jiusi's favorite dishes. Su Jiusi was dressed in a peach red dress, and she was very radiant after she had been carefully dressed.

Fu Shuwan is also wearing a pink dress. She looks very pretty and pleasant. She always talks and laughs with Fu Yuanbo around her. The atmosphere is very harmonious.

After dinner, several people went back to the main hall. Fu Shuwan took a painting from vanilla and said with a smile, "empress mother, this is painted by children's ministers. It's a birthday gift for her."