The woman stood tall and graceful with a smile, and her charming fox eyes made people want to be loved.
The breeze blew by, and the scent of milk lingered on the tip of my nose.
Makes people blush.
He Yuzhang turned his face away unnaturally, took the tea and took a sip.
"It's nonsense. Buddha never said this again."
"What the Buddha said is: to save others, you must first save yourself; to save yourself, you must first save your heart. If God does not save you, you must save yourself."
Seeing that the other party accepted her tea, Song Wan Ning lay down on the stone table, closing the distance with the man, and heard a soft voice.
"I certainly don't understand Buddhism. Why don't you, brother-in-law, talk to me in detail tonight?"
The woman suddenly came closer, and the milky smell became stronger.
He Yuzhang only felt a little dry in his mouth.
The snow-white softness of that day suddenly flashed through my mind.
"Brother-in-law, are you blushing?"
Seeing the blush on someone's face, Song Wanning was surprised.
Hearing this, He Yuzhang stood up suddenly, waved his sleeves and said angrily: "You are wrong!"
"If your eyesight is not good, let the doctor take a look at it."
Say it and leave the pavilion quickly.
Song Wan Ning stood there dumbly. After coming back to her senses, she looked at the man's somewhat messy steps and couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy.
It seems that Buddha cannot escape the beauty trap.
It seems that she has to work hard and wait until she completes the task, maybe...
She can also take her little brother to see the vast world outside.
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When it was time for dinner, Mrs. Hou's wife had many delicacies prepared. Song Wanning was a concubine and could not sit and eat with the master's family.
But considering that she came from the Song family and was liked by He Yuzhang, Song Wanning was allowed to serve.
"Tonight, the Marquis has been kept in the palace by His Majesty. We can only enjoy it alone, and please invite my mother-in-law Haihan."
Madam Hou Mansion smiled lightly. Although she said the words apologetically, she sounded a little proud.
Looking far away in Beijing, the one who has received the most favor from the Holy One is He Chuanhui, the Yongyi Marquis of the current Dynasty. Not only because he is the younger brother of the current Holy One's mother, but more importantly because he saved the emperor at a young age.
The Prime Minister's wife smiled and said: "What did my parents say? It is a good thing that the Marquis has received the favor of the Holy One. Even I, the Prime Minister's Mansion, will also benefit from it."
"That's true."
Mrs. Hou Fu changed the topic and said with a worried look, "Hey, it's just that the Hou Fu has few heirs, so Mr. Hou and I hope to be promoted in seniority."
Hearing these words, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Song Qingyi's face. She hid the boudoir affairs very well. Except for He Yuzhang, no one else knew that she was still a virgin.
His eyes fell on He Yuzhang. He was like an outsider, sitting there indifferently, as if the matter he was talking about had nothing to do with him.
Song Qingyi unconsciously felt sad, holding the handkerchief and touching the tears at the corners of her eyes, "Mother, Qingyi can't do this alone. Qingyi also wants to contribute to the Hou Mansion, but, my husband has never come to me. After a few days in the room, I..."
At the end of the sentence, it turned into soft sobs.
The Prime Minister's wife looked on with great distress.
"Uncle, my Qingyi has a good temper. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can just say it. Why waste time on my son like this?"
Before He Yuzhang could speak, Mrs. Hou's face darkened first.
"As the Crown Princess, Qingyi has done a good job, but as a wife, you still need to know how to serve and please your husband."
What a war of words.
Song Wanning ate the delicacies and watched the play carefully in silence.
The aunt's mother felt sorry for her daughter, and wanted to increase her prestige by visiting her, but Mrs. Hou's wife was not a vegetarian. In the past, she said she felt sorry for Song Qingyi, but in fact, she still valued He Yuzhang and the heirs of the Hou's family more in her heart.
Otherwise, he would not have thought of setting up another concubine for He Yuzhang.
"Why is Aunt Lan looking at me like this? Are you mocking me?"
The theatergoers were suddenly involved, and Song Wan Ning put down the bamboo chopsticks in her hands in silence.
She didn't say anything?
Song Wan Ning suddenly pointed her finger at Song Wan Ning, "I know that you have never respected me as your eldest sister. Now that you have gained the favor of the prince, you naturally don't take me seriously."
"Why don't I give up my position as the concubine to you?"
Song Wan Ning:......
Sure enough, it was Song Qingyi's style. She suffered a setback from her mother-in-law, and now she wanted to take it out on her.
"Sister, I don't have one." Song Wanning frowned and lowered her eyes.
"presumptuous!"
Suddenly the Prime Minister's wife said angrily: "Now that you have entered the Marquis Mansion, you should address Qingyi as the Crown Princess or the Young Madam. It seems that I have indulged you too much in the past."
"Aster, Palm Mouth!"
Hearing this, Song Wanning trembled and her face turned pale. She didn't expect that her aunt would punish her in public.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly there was the sound of placing chopsticks from the side.
He Yuzhang lowered his eyebrows and said in a cold tone: "This backyard is really not peaceful for a day. It makes me have a headache. It is more comfortable to live in Fuyun Temple, and it is also convenient for me to practice. Mother, I will move to Fuyun Temple tomorrow."
