"What!"
After hearing what Aunt Zhao said, Song Qingyi squeezed the wooden comb in her hand, her eyes full of surprise and unwillingness.
"Last night, she actually stayed in the prince's Zen room until midnight!"
Since the Zen room was built, she has been there no more than three times in total. Every time she wanted to stay for a while, He Yuzhang would kick her out.
Song Wan Ning why!
Aunt Zhao observed her words carefully and said, "Young lady, there is no need to be angry. It is a good thing that the prince can be seduced by Aunt Lan. When the prince gives up the idea of becoming a monk, he and the young lady will be able to rebuild their old relationship."
"What do you know!"
Song Qingyi frowned, feeling worried in her heart.
"If the prince is just greedy for beauty, then that's it. I'm afraid, he is really tempted!"
Although she and He Yuzhang were not actually married, after a year of getting along, she could see clearly that
He Yuzhang is a very stubborn person. Once he makes up his mind, even ten cows can't pull him back.
If he really had his heart set on Song Wan Ning...
"Young Madam, Aunt Lan is here to say hello to you."
Song Qingyi's wandering thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound at the door.
He calmed down and looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
She will never allow this to happen!
"Let her wait in the main hall."
Song Wanning was led to the main hall by the maid. As a concubine, Song Qingyi hadn't come yet, so she could only stand.
A stick of incense passes.
No one has come yet.
Song Wan Ning wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked a little pale.
There was also some swelling and pain in my chest, so I could only rub the side through my clothes to relieve it.
After half a stick of incense, Song Qingyi finally arrived.
"Wan Ning would like to send my regards to the young lady."
Song Wanning and Qing He quickly knelt down and helped her.
Song Qingyi glanced at her, walked straight to the main seat and sat down, without any intention of asking her to get up.
After drinking half a cup of tea, I saw that the woman was almost unsteady on her feet.
Then he waved his hand.
"Get up."
Song Wan Ning stood up, lowered her eyebrows and nodded.
Song Qingyi raised her eyes, looked at the beads of sweat on Song Wan Ning's forehead, turned her eyes, and played with her sharp nails.
"I've only been kneeling for a while, but I can't bear it anymore. How can I serve such a good prince with such a weak body?"
"Mother Zhao, go and instruct the kitchen to cook a bowl of chicken soup for Aunt Lan every day, and the money will come out of my account."
Hearing this, Song Wanning frowned.
Of course she knew that Song Qingyi would not be so kind.
I couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so I could only kneel down and salute.
"Thank you, madam."
Then Song Qingyi threatened her with various rules and let her go, but before leaving, she told Song Wanning to drink chicken soup every day.
Song Qingyi is not yet in charge of the family, but she is very resourceful and generous to her servants, so whatever she says, the servants in the mansion do it quickly.
In the afternoon, Aunt Zhao brought a bowl of thick chicken soup to Zhuqingyuan.
Staring at Song Wanning, she finished her drink and then left.
"Auntie, the young lady couldn't have put some chronic poison in the chicken soup."
Qinghe fantasized worriedly.
Song Wan Ning shook her head and said, "No, she sent me this soup. If something happened to me because of this soup, she would have shot herself in the foot. Besides, I am still useful to her, so wouldn't she?" Will take action."
"Forget it, let's think about how to make my brother-in-law give up practicing Buddhism."
Thinking of He Yuzhang, Song Wanning pinched her eyebrows with a headache.
"Where can you find out what Yuanbao is?"
She deliberately asked Qinghe to get close to Yuanbao. If the master couldn't figure it out, then he should deal with the follower first, so that she could understand He Yuzhang's movements.
Qinghe quickly whispered the news he had heard to Song Wan Ning.
Hearing this, the woman's eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Really." Qinghe nodded solemnly.
It seems that she has already grasped Yuanbao tightly.
Song Wan Ning curled her lips and smiled, and had a plan in her mind, "It's not too late, let's go now."
Just as he was about to stand up and leave, he was pulled by Qing He. Seeing her worried face, she said, "Auntie, you are a concubine now. You need the permission of the young lady to go out."
Song Wan Ning:......
"Sister-in-law is dissatisfied with me, so naturally she won't allow me to go out."
Song Wan Ning's shrewd fox eyes rolled, and her red lips suddenly curved into a beautiful curve.
"I saw that the wall on the west side was shorter, so I climbed over the wall to get out."
"Ah?" Qinghe was surprised, "Auntie, how is this possible?"
Song Wanning pulled Qing He and walked out, "There's nothing wrong with it. I've tried all the tricks in the house, so I have to give my brother-in-law something different."
At this time, He Yuzhang, who was drinking tea with his friends, felt his temples bulging.
I always feel a bad feeling in my heart.
