Everyone at the dinner was in high spirits. Shen Yinxiao didn't recognize them, but Mrs. Sun held her hand familiarly and led her to greet the other ladies at the banquet.
"This is Mrs. Chen Xianghou. She runs the largest dental shop in Youzhou. Even if I want to buy slaves, I have to go to her..."
Shen Yinxiao nodded and greeted them.
Mrs. Xianghou is about less than thirty years old, with black hair and red lips, which are particularly bright. It is obviously winter. Although there are some dragons, the others are still tightly wrapped. Only some female relatives who are not afraid of the cold have large collarbones and necks exposed, and the scenery Extraordinarily bright.
The same goes for Mrs. Xianghou, who revealed a smooth collarbone. Even though Shen Yinxiao was a woman, she couldn't help but take a second look.
Several ladies took turns chatting together, and Shen Yinxiao was forced to hear a lot of news that he had never heard on weekdays.
Sun Qing held her hand, winked to the right and said in a low voice: "The couple standing over there, the man is the postmaster, and next to him is his wife. Don't look at them in front of them now." Seeing love, harmony, and respecting each other as guests, they fight every day when they are carrying someone behind their backs at home.”
Sun Qing's voice dropped even lower: "The post office was damaged by his wife with a vase, and it's no longer possible to do human work."
Shen Yinxiao's eyes widened.
"His father-in-law, Du You, was a facao official. Her natal family was on par with her husband's family, and she was not very polite to her husband at home. One time when she came back and saw Du You having an affair with a maid at home, she was furious. Then, I picked up the vase and threw it over, hitting the place where the governor was. It was bleeding and it was too late to call the doctor. From that day on, it never worked again and I couldn't stand upright."
Shen Yinxiao was a little dumbfounded and asked, "How did Madam know?"
Mrs. Sun smiled knowingly: "My family is not only engaged in the ironware business, but also has a medical clinic under its name. The doctor they invited that day was the doctor who sits in my medical clinic."
She raised her chin to the other side again: "The one over there with thin clothes is Mrs. Song from the jade shop. Every year, half of the jades sent to Chang'an as tribute to the royal family come from their house. This Mrs. Song has many tricks. It's not simple. She was born as a prostitute and has very good tricks. She squeezed out her husband's dozen concubines and left them with no place to stay. Her husband was eaten to death by her and obeyed her every word. He even made her his wife. Her skills in bed were top-notch. , Mrs. Xianghou, who was chatting with you just now, asked her for advice on body techniques."
"Mrs. Xianghou?" Shen Yinxiao was stunned, "I just saw that Xianghou seemed to be fifty or sixty years old?"
After saying that, his face turned slightly red. It was okay to discuss this with Yunxian, but it seemed a little inappropriate to ask about this with Mrs. Sun, a woman who had not been out of the government for a long time. She was a woman who had not yet left the government.
And these things were so personal, it didn't seem right to tell her.
Sun Qing is a person who is used to crawling around in the sensual vanity fair. Seeing her like this, he knew that she was a little shy and scared, so he smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, these words have been spread privately, everyone." You all should listen to it as a joke, you and I are not the only ones who know this. You are a girl, so you should be thin-skinned, so just listen to it as a joke."
"The Marquis is indeed old. He will celebrate his sixtieth birthday next month. His wife is only twenty-nine this year. How can she take care of her? Women at thirty are like wolves and tigers at forty. The Marquis of Xiang pities his wife. Just let her have an affair with the groom and guard and turn a blind eye."
Shen Yinxiao smiled and didn't know how to answer.
When the moon rose above the willow tree, she had already finished her third round of drinking. She glanced at Wei Cheng from the corner of her eye. He was playing with the jade pendant around his waist and listening to the conversations of several powerful and wealthy businessmen.
Those wealthy gentry and country princes who usually sat high in the carriage with their eyes above their heads had to lower their heads in front of Wei Cheng and report the current situation with a smile on their face.
Shen Yinxiao looked away. The sticky feeling in her lower body only increased. She calmed down and said to Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Xianghou beside her: "Take your time, let me change my clothes first."
Mrs. Xianghou smiled and nodded, getting ready to stand up: "I'll go with my wife. It's dark and dark here. It's big here. Be careful of falling."
"I know this house well. It was built by my family. I can recognize the way with my eyes closed."
Sun Qing smiled and pressed her down: "How can I trouble you? I am the host of this banquet after all. How can I trouble you as a guest?"
Shen Yinxiao was a little nervous, fearing that both of them would follow, so she quickly shook her head: "If there is any need to trouble Madam, I can go by myself and let my servants lead the way."
"You really don't need it?" Mrs. Xianghou's tone was still a little worried, but her body that had originally stood up slowly sat back down.
Shen Yinxiao shook his head: "No need."
Sun Qing raised his hand to call his personal maid: "Go see my wife off."
The maid took her down with a lantern. The gravel road was uneven, and after walking a few steps, she felt the soles of her feet were a little sore. Her feet were sensitive, and even the slightest bump made her feel painful and itchy.
Ever since Wei Cheng knew this characteristic of hers, he always liked to play with her feet in bed, kneading and licking them, making her even begging for mercy.
Something seemed to have slipped out between her legs. She grabbed her sleeves and walked faster. There was a maid waiting in the dressing room, holding soap beans, catkins and pieces of cloth, and came forward to help her undress. Take it, she is not used to strangers touching her, so let them go out and wait.
The room finally quieted down, and she made sure there was no one else there before she began to untie the jade belt on her skirt.
The whole set is made of fine silk, but the embroidery is too gorgeous and complicated. It uses silver and gold threads dyed in the same color as the clothes. From a distance, the clothes are simple and clean, but up close, they look simple and clean. , full of exquisite dark lines, shining under the light, like mercury floating.
She took off her outer skirt, which was the petticoat inside. The laces of the skirt were at the back. She held up the shelf and reached back. After a while, her arms felt a little sore. She took a few deep breaths and rested for a while to prepare. continue.
Suddenly, a warm hand was placed on her waist.
She trembled, and her other hand immediately pulled out the tight tie.
In an instant, the originally tight petticoat was completely loosened, sliding down to her feet along her smooth milk-like skin.
Shen Yinxiao clung to the screen and turned around and took a step back, exclaiming in a low voice. Only when he saw that it was Wei Cheng who was holding back a smile, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Outside the house, Mrs. Sun's maid heard the noise and knocked on the door: "Ms. Shen, do you need a slave to come in?"
Wei Cheng motioned for her to answer.
Shen Yinxiao calmed down and said in a loud voice: "No need, please step back. I will go back by myself later."
"Here."
The footsteps of the figure holding a lantern outside the door gradually faded away.
Shen Yinxiao was finally relieved. She picked up the skirt on the ground and held it against her chest. She looked angrily at the smiling man in front of her: "What did you do in here? Scared me!"
