"Mother Wang next to Lord Kangde, and the attendants next to Marquis Wenchang."
She heard herself lower her voice and say, "That attendant seems to hate me very much, but I can't remember when I offended him." When she was in Tiansheng Tower, she thought Li Wanzhou was weird. Just as he was about to mention this matter to Mu Ting, he heard Mu Ting say: "It must be because of your father again."
Qin Xiangxiang immediately shut up. She shouldn't have mentioned this.
Mu Ting actually didn't mean that. He just wanted to say that it wasn't her fault. He was about to continue explaining when he suddenly saw a bright fire not far away and the fire was moving.
Mu Ting subconsciously pulled Qin Xiangxiang to his side: "Shh."
Qin Xiangxiang was pulled into his familiar arms again, and accidentally bumped into his strong chest. His swollen cheek was hurt a second time, and he couldn't help but let out a low "hiss".
Her hiss was very low, but Mu Ting still heard it. He immediately realized that his actions were too rough and had hurt Mrs. Qin. In desperation, he raised his hand and wanted to pat Qin Xiangxiang apologetically. He apologized on his shoulder, but touched Qin Xiangxiang's head. Her hair was cool and soft, with a hairpin in her bun.
Mu Ting was startled and quickly retreated: "Sorry, sorry."
"It's okay." Qin Xiangxiang said. He probably regarded himself as the wild ass he once shouldered.
Although she and Mu Ting were just "allies", after so many contacts and interactions, she felt that Mu Ting was a very upright person. Even when she met Qin Wanwan and Hong Xiu, she did not reveal the slightest hint of lust. Either Mu Ting is a very upright person, or he is as good at pretending as Ma Sizhi and Nangong Wenyue.
Qin Xiangxiang chose to believe that he was honest for the time being.
The fire moved around, and some of it gradually moved towards them.
The place they were standing at could only be considered remote, not hidden. Mu Ting was about to take Qin Xiangxiang away when he suddenly stopped: "There is movement."
In addition to those people, there were also sounds like small beasts struggling.
The little beast seemed to be frightened, and stumbled towards their direction in panic.
But how could there be a little wild beast in Wenchang Hou Mansion? Thinking of the child's cry just now, Mu Ting concluded that the little beast was probably a child.
Qin Xiangxiang also thought about it. He opened his eyes wide and paid attention to the movements around him.
She felt a little guilty. It was nice to take revenge on Lord Kande, but if Lord Kande abused those children, she felt that she was the culprit.
Who would have thought that the three cunning rabbit holes of Wenchanghou would be wiped out by Kangdejunjun? All the little rabbits were also brought to the Hou Mansion.
Just as she was thinking, her shoulder was suddenly embraced by a big hand, and the owner of the big hand said in a deep voice: "Hold on to me."
Huh? Qin Xiangxiang didn't realize it, and his hand had already subconsciously grabbed the skirt of Mu Ting's chest.
Then, Mu Ting put his arm around her waist and climbed up to the roof nimbly like an ape, then quickly lowered himself down.
Qin Xiangxiang, who was still surrounded by Mu Ting and pressed by his arms and half of his chest, said: "..." Well, she just thought of herself as a wild donkey.
Mrs. Qin was very cooperative and didn't make any more noise. Mu Ting was very satisfied.
Like a wolf, he looked sharply at the child not far away, stumbling and then falling down as expected.
"There, there!" came an excited voice.
The firelight floated over quickly, surrounding the child.
"Ke'er, how could you run out without permission?" Marquis Wenchang caught up, panting like an ox and his legs trembling. He was old and almost fainted after running a few steps.
The one who escaped from the orange grove was now his eldest son, Ming Ke. He was born to his beloved Mrs. Hibiscus.
Mingke had always been smart and filial, and he looked very much like him. He was Marquis Wenchang's favorite son.
"Father, let the child be unfilial. It's just that if the child stays in the orange garden any longer, I'm afraid he will die. When the child left home, my mother was still sick. The child may die, but I think there is no one to be filial to my mother and no one to take care of her. , no one is cooking the medicinal soup, and the children have trouble sleeping and eating..."
"Nonsense. The princess is your aunt, how could she kill you?" Marquis Wenchang scolded, "Besides, your mother-in-law has a maid by her side and will take good care of her. Be good, Ker, and go back to the orange garden quickly. Go. You are the oldest, so you must be a good example to your younger brothers and sisters."
Song Mingke sobbed and shook his head: "If the child doesn't go, my father won't see me. Brother Jin is almost dead..."
"Which of your eyes saw that he was about to die?" A sneer came, and Lord Kangde came.
She put her hand on Grandma Wang's, walked over gracefully, and looked at Song Mingke coldly: "Say it!"
If Dayou couldn't tell him, he would gouge out Song Mingke's eyes.
Song Mingke shivered, curled up into a ball, and shouted: "Jun Jun, please spare your life, Jun Jun, please spare your life! I don't dare anymore!"
"Oh, your mother is a dancer, but you are used to acting." Lord Kangde sneered. After bringing all the illegitimate children of Marquis Wenchang back to the Marquis' Mansion, Grandma Wang quickly found out the identities of those Mrs. Peony. Almost all of them were young and beautiful singers and dancers. Not only were they beautiful, but they also had good figures. Still slim. Especially Mrs. Hibiscus, when she heard that she was a dancing queen, her waist was as weak as a piece of brocade.
Marquis Wenchang's old teeth were almost broken, but he still endured it: "Ke'er, quickly apologize to your mother, quickly!" It was calm for a while. He had endured it for more than forty years, and he could endure it for a while longer. Day is also possible.
Song Mingke has always been used to being praised by his father, and he often sees his father doting on his mother-in-law. Now that he has suffered such a huge change, he can't accept it at all: "My child is not..."
Suddenly, a figure stepped forward and quickly hit Song Mingke on the back of the head. Song Mingke tilted his head and fell into the man's arms.
Li Wanzhou held Song Mingke in his arms: "Master Hou, the young man is asleep."
"Okay, okay, then you quickly carry him back to the Orange Garden." Marquis Wenchang breathed a sigh of relief. Li Wanzhou is really effective in doing things.
He raised his hand and waved, and the servants rushed to a suitable distance like a tide. Grandma Wang looked at Lord Kangde and also bent down and retreated.
Marquis Wenchang took a deep breath: "Yingying, they are still children, why do you need to embarrass them?"
Lord Kangde sneered and said, "What the Marquis said is not to interfere with how I teach my children."
"But you are going too far! I heard that Brother Jin refused to take medicine, so you asked people to catch mice to scare him."
"In the end, he was willing to eat it, wasn't he?" Kangde County Lord said, "To spoil a child is like killing a child. Such a simple truth, the Marquis actually doesn't understand."
"You!" Marquis Wenchang wanted to say something, but kept his mouth shut.
But Lord Kangde was unyielding: "Master Marquis, do you want to say that I spoil Jie'er?"
"I didn't say, okay, it's late at night, go back and rest quickly." Wenchang Hou urged.
But Lord Kangde sneered again: "What's the matter? I'm old and yellow, and you're tired of it? Do you want me to die so that you can bring all your ladies to the house?"
"Unreasonable trouble!" Marquis Wenchang frowned.
These four words angered Lord Kangde even more. She raised eyebrows and snarled at Marquis Wenchang: "Yes, I am old and I am making trouble unreasonably. Who was the one who went to my mother's house when I was a child? Say you won't marry anyone but me? Now that I'm old and have no son, you've shown your true colors!"
Every time they quarreled, his wife recounted the circumstances of his proposal to marry him over and over again. Marquis Wenchang became annoyed: "Yang Yingying, whether you are done with it or not, you are already talking about sesame seeds and rotten millet. Half of your body is almost gone." Why are you still carrying these things when you are buried?"
"I want to mention it, I insist on mentioning it! The person who asked to marry me back then was infinitely better than you, but I was blinded by lard. I refused to listen to your advice and insisted on marrying you. I regret it, I regret it!"
Marquis Wenchang suddenly felt coldness all over his body: "I regret it even more. If I hadn't married you, my eldest son would still be alive and well today!"
(End of chapter)
