, wonderful and free of pop-ups! <!--Chapter content begins--> Yang Ruolan curled her lips: "Sister is so complimentary, I'm just young."
"If my sister can take care of herself as well as her sister when she reaches this age, then she will be satisfied!"
When Mrs. Xiao heard this, the smile on her face did not change at all.
She had seen a lot of sarcasm like this in the past few years in the mansion.
Although I am only nineteen years old, these concubines, who are fifteen or sixteen years old, are two or three years younger, and each one is more arrogant than the other!
"hehe……"
Mrs. Xiao laughed, let go of Yang Ruolan's hand, turned around and looked at Risong with a smile.
"Husband, I just arrived. I didn't know that you were the groom's official again, so I didn't have time to prepare generous gifts."
"However, I do have a gift here. Come here and I will give it to you." Madam Xiao said.
Risong was startled for a moment, thinking that he heard wrongly.
Yang Ruolan also stretched her neck to look at Mrs. Xiao.
I didn’t see any gift boxes or anything like that. Where are the gifts?
In a daze, Risong Yiyan came to Xiao. Before he could stand still, Xiao raised his hand and slapped Narisong hard on the face.
"Snapped!"
Xiao is a son of the Lian family, tall and strong, and he grew up drinking mare and goat milk.
There is a wild nature in my bones.
When I was young, I would crawl, crawl, and roll with my brothers and develop a lot of strength.
This slap immediately stunned Narisong.
"you……"
Na Risong had just opened his mouth, and Mrs. Xiao came to Na Risong in one stride.
He leaned down and grabbed Narisong's collar with one hand, and grabbed Narisong's shoulder with the other hand.
A beautiful over-the-shoulder roll threw Narisong out of the main room door.
Then, Ms. Xiao stood at the door, stroking the door frame, smiling and looking at Narisong, who was still lying on the ground struggling to get up.
"How are you, Mr. Groom? Do you still like this gift?" she asked.
Risong's eyes turned red that day, he got up from the ground, pulled out the whip from his waist and came over to teach Mrs. Xiao a lesson.
Madam Xiao directly pulled out a saber, turned her wrist, and the saber danced out several beautiful sword flowers in her palm.
"Come on, come on, hurt each other!"
Ms. Xiao raised her head, a stern look flashed across her eyes.
Risong was immediately frightened.
"Smelly bitch, I'll let you go tonight, and I'll deal with you tomorrow!"
After saying these words, Risong rubbed his lower back that was hurt by the fall, and the soles of his feet felt smooth.
"Husband, don't leave me..."
Behind him, Yang Ruolan chased him to the door of the hall.
Mrs. Xiao raised a slender leg and pressed it against the door frame, blocking Yang Ruolan's way.
"Good sister, you are still pregnant. Go back and sit on the stool obediently, ah!"
Mrs. Xiao smiled at Yang Ruolan.
Yang Ruolan's face turned pale and she took two steps back.
"Get out of the way and let me out..." she said.
Mrs. Xiao shook her head: "It's late at night, it's pitch dark outside, what should you do if a pregnant woman runs out and falls and knocks yourself? My husband will feel bad..."
Yang Ruolan frowned, "It's so stuffy in the room, I need to go outside to breathe!"
Mrs. Xiao looked around: "Why don't I feel bored at all?"
"Sister, do you hate your sister and don't want to chat with her?"
Yang Ruolan wanted to say 'yes'.
But when she saw the dagger that Mrs. Xiao was playing with, Yang Ruolan shut up.
"Still, sister, are you dissatisfied with me because I only gave you a gift from my husband and not you? Do you want to make up for it?"
Mrs. Xiao walked towards Yang Ruolan and raised her hand.
Yang Ruolan was so frightened that her face turned pale, she quickly stepped back and shook her head repeatedly.
"Good sister, my sister dare not be dissatisfied, my sister is very satisfied..."
"As long as you are satisfied, come on, let us sisters go sit in the room and chat."
Mrs. Xiao closed the door of the main room and pulled Yang Ruolan into the east wing.
Mrs. Xiao glanced at the wedding bed covered with red sheets, stretched out, went over and lay down without taking off her shoes.
Yang Ruolan walked aside and wanted to sit down on the stool.
"Bang!"
A cold light flashed in Xiao's hand.
The next moment, the saber was firmly planted on the stool.
If Yang Ruolan hadn't danced so fast, her butt would have been exposed.
She quickly hid aside, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.
Looking at the knife in horror, and then at Mrs. Xiao who was leaning lazily on the bedside, Yang Ruolan's eyes were full of horror.
My husband was right, this head wife is really a tigress.
Savage woman from the north!
So rude!
Yang Ruolan cursed Mrs. Xiao in her heart, but her face became respectful and she stood aside with her hands hanging down.
That night, the lights in the east wing were on all night. Mrs. Xiao lay on the bed with her clothes on and closed her eyes to relax.
Some of them were talking to Yang Ruolan.
Yang Ruolan stood there all night.
In the end, I couldn't stand anymore and didn't dare to sit, so I had to sit down on the ground.
Mrs. Xiao neither beat nor scolded her, but she tortured Yang Ruolan all night long.
The next day.
Mrs. Xiao came to Yang Ruoqing's house in high spirits and paid her respects to Tuoba Xian.
"Sister-in-law, you haven't had breakfast yet?" Yang Ruoqing brought Tuoba Xian breakfast and asked Mrs. Xiao with a smile.
Ms. Xiao stood up and said, "Well, I'll be here as soon as I get up."
Yang Ruoqing greeted her, "I made breakfast. If my sister-in-law doesn't mind, we can eat together."
The two of them left Tuoba Xian's house together and walked to the backyard.
On the way, Tuoba Xian said to Yang Ruoqing: "That Yang Ruolan, is Qing'er your sister?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "She is my cousin, the daughter of my second uncle's family."
Mrs. Xiao said: "I see you are not from the same group."
Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then curled her lips: "If she were the same person, she wouldn't be someone's little wife."
Mrs. Xiao also smiled and told Yang Ruoqing exactly what happened last night.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised after hearing this.
"Sister-in-law, you are so tough!" she said.
"I thought you were going to beat up my cousin."
Even if Mrs. Xiao really beat Yang Ruolan, Yang Ruoqing would not say a word.
There are two reasons.
One: It was Yang Ruolan who took the initiative to hook up with Na Risong and steal Xiao's man.
This is the mistress.
For those women who destroy other people's marital relationships, whether it is modern or ancient times.
Be it monogamy or polygamy.
Yang Ruoqing despised this kind of woman.
This is a scourge, a moth, a thief.
When it's time to hit, hit to death, the harder the better!
Second:
According to the ancient rules, Yang Ruolan married Narisong as a concubine instead of a wife.
That means she has become an object in the Narisong family.
In Daqi, concubines have no status at all. They are not even regarded as human beings. They are just a tool for venting sexual desires.
The status of the children born in the family is far lower than that of the first wife.
Literati sometimes gave each other their concubines to their friends as a token of friendship.
Among the famous families in the northern grasslands, concubines are sometimes not as valuable as a sheep or a horse.
