Chapter 714: The Wife

Style: Historical Author: So Qing QingWords: 2113Update Time: 24/01/11 20:03:00
Ye Lanyue, wearing ordinary cloth, came out of the back window of the inn.

There was no one on the quiet street. She walked sideways through an extremely narrow alley and entered a low-rise house.

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Li Qingyi's morning sickness has become more and more severe in recent days. He can't eat anything and can only drink some sugar water. Moreover, he is in the military camp and it is inconvenient to do anything. From then on, my belly got bigger and bigger, and staying in the army became even more uncomfortable. Marquis Yongping proposed that Li Qingyi temporarily stay at the Chen family of the border town magistrate.

Li Qingyi didn't want to trouble the Chen family, so he said he wanted to rent a yard near the Chen family. In this way, if anything happened, he could take care of it in time.

But when the greeting came to the Chen family, Mrs. Chen said she wanted Li Qingyi to live in her house. Read the book

Marquis Yongping also felt that there was a war between the two countries and there were refugees everywhere, so it was not safe for Li Qingyi to live alone.

There was no other way, so Li Qingyi had no choice but to live in Chen's house.

Magistrate Chen knew that Li Qingyi was the wife of Marquis Xinting, and he wished he could offer her as a Bodhisattva. He carefully told his wife and daughter to take good care of her, as she would definitely benefit from her in the future.

However, the backyard is a woman's world after all. Where there are women, there can be no peace.

On this day, Li Qingyi was eating in the yard after breakfast, when he vaguely heard someone talking on the other side of the wall.

"The third wife finally got pregnant again, why did she have a miscarriage?"

"It's not because of that incident!" The woman opposite let out a soft sigh and said, "The third master has been keeping the third wife alone for so many years, without even a girl to warm the bed, and suddenly he came out of the outer room. , Who can bear it if I leave it alone!"

"Oh, isn't this a sin? I heard that yesterday, the third wife stood in the snow waiting for the third master in the middle of the night. Finally, when he came back, they had another big quarrel, and then the third master left the house. The third wife is so angry that she can’t find the third master!”

"Where else can he be? He must have gone to the outer room. The third master has covered the outer room so tightly, which shows that he loves the outer room very much. Poor our third wife, we have been kept in the dark and we still think that we are the master. The sweetheart in my heart is here!"

"Tsk, now that everyone in the house knows about this, the outer room will probably show up soon."

"No, that person can't think about his daughter if he doesn't care about himself? I heard that the child is already fifteen, one year younger than our fourth lady. It's time to discuss marriage!"

"What, what, what?! Already fifteen? Wouldn't that be... Then wouldn't it be that when the third wife was pregnant with the fourth lady, they would..."

"Oh, otherwise, the third wife would be pitiful!"

After the two of them said this, they walked far away and couldn't hear anything else.

Chang Ning's eyes were shining with excitement, and the fire of gossip was burning in his pupils. Chang Lan raised his eyebrows high and said, "Don't act like you have never seen the world. They are all leftovers from the backyards of the aristocratic families in the capital."

The fire in Chang Ning's eyes was extinguished a little, but it was still burning, "Don't be so disappointing! It's better to watch something lively than to have a clear soup with little water, isn't it?"

Changlan glared at her, "We are guests, what would it be like to stretch our necks and listen to the excitement of the host's house!"

Chang Ning quibbled, "How could I crane my neck? It was obviously them who came to my door to listen to it."

"Okay, okay, it's not your fault. Come on, go get the girl some soup!"

Changning didn't dare to delay Li Qingyi's soup, so he left in a hurry.

Changlan said helplessly: "This damn girl, I have never seen her show such virtue when I was around you before. It's all because of my mistress."

Li Qingyi smiled and said: "Isn't it too boring to stay here?"

Changlan stared, "Madam, are you waiting to see the excitement?"

Li Qingyi coughed awkwardly, "It's nothing."

Changlan looked unbelieving, but she also knew that these days were indeed too boring. "Madam, just bear with it for a while. Isn't there no other way now..."

Just as he was talking, Chang Ning came over with sweet soup, "Madam, madam! The aunt has brought her daughter into the house!"

"Ah? So fast?" Chang Lan was extremely surprised, "This mansion

How many days has it been since the third wife had a miscarriage? Are people so eager to come to your door? "

Chang Ning was not surprised at all, "This slap in the face must be done while it's hot! Once the third wife recovers, it won't be that easy to enter the house smoothly!"

Chang Lan rolled his eyes and looked at Li Qingyi.

Li Qingyi blinked, took the sweet soup, drank half the bowl in one breath, and said, "Oh, I'm a little tired, let's go for a walk, go to the garden..."

"Ah this..." Changlan was a little stunned as he held the bowl.

Chang Ning patted her and said, "Why are you so stunned! Why don't you catch up quickly!"

Li Qingyi walked along the garden of Chen Mansion. The garden was not big, and he almost reached the second gate after walking through it.

She led Chang Ning and Chang Lan to stand behind the rockery and looked at the group of people standing there.

After all, this is a border town, where the folk customs are much more robust and the rules are not as strict as those in the capital.

Although Mrs. Chen Jiasan had just had a miscarriage a few days ago, she was forced out of the door by the outer room. She was so angry that her complexion looked even better than that of the outer room.

On the contrary, I felt pity for the fragile little white lotus in the outer room.

Chang Ning was amazed when he saw it, and whispered: "The third master looks like a gentleman, but he didn't expect to like this kind of stuff. His taste is really not that good." ap...

Chang Lan curled his lips, "It's rare to find a lot of strange ones. Those sanctimonious and decent gentlemen just like this kind of woman! Almost everyone has one, okay?"

Changning heard this and gave her a thumbs up: "That makes sense!"

Everyone was looking at the outer room, but Li Qingyi was looking at the daughter in the outer room.

"This little girl is very pretty. The little cinnabar mole between her eyebrows makes her very charming."

Changlan echoed: "What Madam said is that this girl is prettier than her mother."

After watching the excitement for a while, Li Qingyi felt tired again, "Okay, let's go back quickly. It will be embarrassing if the host sees it."

Changlan is speechless, you know how embarrassing it is!

Back at Xiantang Residence, Li Qingyi wanted to take a nap, but when he opened his eyes again, nearly two hours had passed and the sun had already turned to the west.

"I remember that when my second aunt was pregnant with brother Yuan, she couldn't sleep that well. I heard that brother Huai is different from sister Huai. Maybe this time I will give birth to a daughter?"

Changlan said: "Whether it's a daughter or not, my wife is so beautiful, and the Marquis has such an appearance. I really want to know what your two daughters should look like."

Li Qingyi was in a good mood and ate half a bowl of rice more than usual, and then went out to the yard to eat.

This time they didn't rush to watch the excitement, but they were caught up in the excitement.

Chen Shuling, the foreign concubine who had just entered the house in the morning, was being bullied under the wall by Miss Chen Si, the daughter of the third wife.

When Miss Chen Si saw Li Qingyi coming over, she felt a little embarrassed. She bowed and ran away.

Chen Shuling was left alone, leaning against the cold wall and sobbing.

The cinnabar mole on his forehead became increasingly bright red.