Hearing this, the prime minister's wife, Xue Yanhui, showed a frightened look, pursed her lips, and seemed to be frightened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hou San'er suddenly felt very satisfied in her heart when she saw her reaction, and thought triumphantly in her heart, even if you are the daughter of the Yangguan Wang clan, then Yangguan is not as prosperous as the Wei Jing Palace after all, after all, she is still less knowledgeable. Thinking like this, Hou San'er couldn't help but look complacent when he thought of himself as a person in the palace whose status was about to soar.

When he came back to his senses, the prime minister's wife exhaled softly and asked tentatively, "I don't know how your majesty is doing?"

"This ...... The affairs of the Son of Heaven shall not be falsely spoken. Hou San'er suddenly looked embarrassed.

Xue Yanhui, who showed a clear face, quietly handed over a silver ticket from under his sleeve, and when he saw the amount, Hou San'er pretended to be suddenly enlightened, patted his head, and whispered with a smile: "The old slave's memory, the matter of serving and reading is very important, how can you be sloppy." I heard that it has been postponed for a few days, and it will be the first day of the next month. ”

The Prime Minister's wife frowned slightly, as if she was lost in thought.

"Madame rest assured, the old slave also heard in the palace that the eldest son knew the world early, studied behind closed doors, and was talented at a young age, and the second son, although the old slave did not know much, he had a meritorious role in saving the driver, and this alone added a lot of color......"

"Is it merit to save the driver?"

The prime minister's wife seemed to subconsciously repeat a sentence, frowning slightly: "Father-in-law doesn't know, I have a son under my knees, but I pity that child has been sick and calamitous since he was a child.

Hou San'er's eyelids jumped for some reason, thinking of the child who was covered in wet mud that day and should have been embarrassed but was extremely cold and calm, and couldn't help blurting out: "How dare this old slave say anything, everything is in accordance with the holy will." It's just that the old slave thinks that the eldest prince naturally doesn't need to worry. I don't know what the lady plans to do, the second son...... The two sons are very smart, if they are both selected, wouldn't it be a beautiful thing for the lady?"

The prime minister's wife looked sad for a moment, and her expression was even more lost, and she sighed and said: "Father-in-law doesn't know, my quasi-son, although his biological mother has a humble status, but since returning to the house, he has been brought up by a concubine...... It's a pity that the concubine is close to everything, but after all, she was in the countryside when she was young, and the innocent biological mother was delayed, and her talent was dull after all. I'm afraid that because of his pitiful background, he will hate his concubine, and he will not be close to me over the years......"

Hou San'er also showed a sympathetic look when he heard this, and he also attributed Si Kouzhun's reaction that day to the reason for not being grateful, so he praised his wife's benevolent words with a smile. It wasn't until the hour was getting late that Hou San'er gave it away, and with a full harvest, he got into the carriage and drove all the way to the direction of the palace with a satisfied face.

When the palace car was far away, until it disappeared, the prime minister's wife standing outside the door gradually smiled, the bright and delicate smile was gone, and the gloomy face was full of suppressed anger and disdain, and spit out the door, pouting and scolding angrily: "Filthy gelding bastard!

The two maids who were with them kept their heads so low that they didn't even dare to look at each other. After scolding fiercely for a sentence or two, the prime minister's wife calmed down her anger and walked back, with the usual coquettish smile on her face, with a charming look in the corners of her eyes, and asked as she walked, "Where is the young master?"

The maids were a little timid and did not dare to answer.

"I'll ask the young master!" the prime minister's wife looked back, and suddenly raised her voice, so startled that the two of them almost knelt down.

"Young master, young master went to Zhuyuan...... the more the maid said, the lower her voice became, obviously she also knew that the eldest young master Si Kou Ye went to Zhuyuan was not something worthy of the lady's pleasure.

The prime minister's wife, Xue Yanhui, raised her hand and rubbed her temples, a little tired, but her brows furrowed even tighter, and with a command, the little girl with the lantern led the way towards the depths of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Speaking of the current prime minister's mansion, it is an inheritance left by the previous prime minister in Beijing. At the beginning, the old man was honest and honest all his life, but he was degraded by the first emperor because of an admonition and returned to his hometown, the first emperor went west, and the new emperor succeeded to the throne.

Si Kou asked the Ming generals to fill in the treasury for most of the repair costs given in the palace, and won the praise of the Manchu Dynasty, and only simply repaired it on the original basis. When the bamboo garden in the rear was first taken over, it was an abandoned back garden built up with a pile of chaotic debris, similar to the function of warehousing. Xue Yanhui couldn't bear it when she first arrived, if it weren't for her husband's high-spirited design and construction, she was afraid that she would have to spend a lot of money to repair it if she moved all the property of her mother's family in Yangguan. Everyone said that the prime minister was incorruptible, in fact, the so-called construction was just to move away the stones of a courtyard according to his ideas, and build a cobblestone path through the courtyard.

At this moment, in the quiet and elegant bamboo garden, there were some strange sounds coming from the dark place behind the wing, and there was a snap, as if someone was clapping their palms.

Xue Yanhui's eyebrows jumped, his steps became faster, and he walked towards the dark place behind the wing.

The bamboo garden is deserted, and few people have ever frequented it, and even fewer people know that there is actually a big pit of water behind the renovated wing room. The big pit is like an ordinary small lake, which is dumped with waste rocks and debris that were cleaned in the early stage, and the prime minister seems to be tired of the transformation in the later stage of construction, so he simply doesn't care about it, and this waste lake is hidden in the deepest corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As soon as he turned the corner, Xue Yan returned to see two ghostly lanterns on the edge of the lake not far away, illuminating a gloomy and dark corner, and Si Kouye, the eldest young master of the Si Kou family, was raising his hand, holding a rattan in one hand, and saying something to the dark place on the lake shore.

In that dark place stood a thin and stubborn figure, like a thin golden bamboo standing in the dark. Si Kouye seemed to be angry, and whipped it down in anger. The stubborn figure trembled, but did not dodge, and was really whipped hard.

"What nonsense!" Xue Yanhui shouted angrily in a low voice, stepped forward a few steps and snatched the rattan from his son's hand, glared, and then looked at the two little maids behind him who looked uneasy, and opened his mouth to scold: "What are you doing to eat! Don't let the young master come to the bamboo garden! Didn't you listen to your ears?!"

The two little maids knelt down and defended themselves in a crying panic, nothing more than the young master's orders that could not be dissuaded. Xue Yanhui didn't bother to listen to that, looked down at his son, and asked angrily, "Ye'er, why don't you listen to your mother!"

Si Kouye on the side, as the eldest young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, is older than Si Kouzhun, but he is only eleven or twelve years old, and his appearance naturally inherits his mother's beauty, but the two eyebrows are extremely thick and thick. At this time, the rattan in his hand was snatched, Si Kouye did not cry, he was not afraid of Xue Yanhui, who was about to get angry, and replied with a smile: "I heard that someone came to the palace today, and a holy decree was issued, and I, who was an elder brother, actually knew that my younger brother could swim, no, I asked my dear brother to go into the water to perform for me, but he refused." ”

"You're so disobedient, what if your dad sees it?"

Xue Yanhui frowned again and reprimanded without being light or heavy, and after finishing speaking, he turned his head slightly, and saw Si Kouzhun's appearance in the dim light: the outer robe was torn off and thrown aside at some point, standing on the shore shivering with only a dirty white undershirt, the black hair that was not tied with a crown was messy, and the tips of the hair were wet by the moisture on the lake at night, and a few strands of sticky sticky were sticky on the slightly white face, and there was no look. It was only occasionally that he was in a hurry, and Si Kou Zhun coughed uncomfortably in a muffled voice, his hands were always tightly pressed against his legs, motionless, his hands clenched into fists.

Xue Yanhui quietly looked at Si Kouzhun's fist for a long time, and suddenly smiled, her smile was bright and gorgeous, like the most kind woman in the world. The prime minister's wife slightly cocked a very well-maintained wrist, and softly greeted Si Kou Zhundao, who was not far away, with a soft smile in her eyes, and her voice turned gracefully like a yellow warbler:

"Come here, the eldest young master is playing with you, don't be so ignorant, what are you doing standing there in anger?"

Si Kou stood only two steps away from the lake, raised his head slightly, and seemed to glance through the wet hair, but his feet did not move.

His complexion has always been fair, but at this time, he was even paler when he was blown by the lake breeze, his wet hair was attached to his pale skin, as if he was a ghost who had come out of the lake, and there was nothing in his eyes under the dim light, and it seemed that he had everything, and the eyes that looked at him but had no emotion made Xue Yan feel extremely uncomfortable with disgust.

But her smile did not decrease but increased, but the smile in the corner of her eyes seemed to solidify, and the voice that floated out of the cherry mouth was softer, but there was a gloomy and sad ghost aura in the night mist. She looked at Si Kouzhun with a smile, and then gently beckoned and said kindly:

"Come here, you kid, why are you so disobedient? You came to this lake in the middle of the night with so little clothes, what if one of you accidentally falls?"

Si Kou stared at her faintly, but still refused to move a step, standing as if it were a stone sculpture by the lake, stubbornly pursing his lips.

Xue Yanhui's expression was not surprised at all, she smiled weakly again, sighed and said, "You kid is so stubborn, how can your mother live at ease in Yangguan?"

Si Kouzhun, who had not moved, heard the other party mention his mother, so he moved slightly.

Xue Yan smiled back and said, "Come here, good boy, let me take a good look." ”

Si Kouzhun lowered his head, moved extremely slowly, and finally stood in front of Xue Yanhui without saying a word.

"That's good. Xue Yanhui smiled softly, stretched out a white and tender hand and gently brushed away the wet hair on Si Kouzhun's neck, and as soon as the hand brushed it, the fair and clear skin was revealed, and there were faint red marks on the skin, revealing the smell of cruelty and temptation.

"Fortunately, Ye'er uses a finely twisted thick vine, you see, no matter how strong this kid's hand is, he can't leave any obvious traces after beating you. ”

The prime minister's wife smiled and gently brushed those red whip marks with her fingers, she looked at her fingers like ice that made Si Kouzhun's skin shiver, suddenly her face turned cold, and she clasped Si Kouzhun's thin shoulders with one hand, and said fiercely:

"Don't think I don't know what your idea is! I want Xiangye to pity you? Tell you! As soon as you and your mother appeared, I knew that you two were all the way!

Si Kouzhun's body shook slightly, raised his head, his pale lips moved slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything, just raised his head slightly, looked at Xue Yanhui from between his wet hair, and looked at the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

His teeth trembled slightly, but his eyes were calm and indifferent, as if he was not the one who had been insulted.

"If you want your mother to have a better life in Yangguan City, then shut up for me and stay where you should be!"

The prime minister's wife sneered and shook off Si Kouzhun's collar, took a sip, and then ordered the maid next to her to send the eldest young master back to the room, and Shi Shiran was about to leave, glancing at random, but at the last glance, she saw Si Kouzhun's cold gaze, and for some reason she was annoyed, and she couldn't help gritting her teeth.

These long, narrow eyes that look like ink smudged are warm and indifferent, like the insatiable and arrogant woman......

Okay, there is merit in saving the driver, what is the merit in saving the driver......

As long as people die, there is nothing.

As soon as she thought of this, her trembling body that was so excited suddenly calmed down, and she smiled slightly, which was even more delicate and moving.

Xue Yanhui raised her chin slightly at the two maids behind her, and said coldly: "When Ming'er had dinner early, I just heard that the second young master fell into typhoid fever while swimming in the lake in the middle of the night. You know what?"

"Yes, ma'am. ”

The two maids looked at each other and immediately understood the meaning, but they didn't dare to refute, their heads were so low. One of them pressed Si Kouzhun, and the other brought the dirty cold water in the lake, split their heads and covered their faces, and poured them on Si Kouzhun's body in an uproar.

Xue Yan smiled softly and left slowly satisfied. Si Kouzhun didn't have any struggle, and looked coldly at Xue Yanhui's departing figure, the lake water washed away the black hair, revealing a stunning and cold face, his eyes were like dark night, indifferent and empty.

At the beginning of dawn in the east, Si Kou Zhuncai, who had been forced to drench himself in the lake water all night, staggered back to his room wrapped in a wet and dirty robe.

The chill of the morning aggravated the heavy chill on his body, and although the marks on his body were not broken, the wounds could not be seen, but they hurt the flesh and blood underneath, because the lake water was swollen after brewing and from time to time there was a faint twitching pain, his throat was dry and sore, and his chest seemed to be stuck with a piece of braised iron and charcoal because of the changes of the day.

None of the servants in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion got up, and his room was far away from Xiangye's study and main hall, and he lived with the subordinates. Fortunately, there was still a wall between him and the kitchen, and he was able to **** the deep wound alone like a wounded beast.

Si Kouzhun was speechless all the way, endured the churning emotions in his heart, gently groped open the door, reflexively inserted the wooden bolt and closed it tightly, and then squatted down with his back against the door and hugged his knees, burying his face in the dark. He remained motionless until a long time, and then he barely stood up with the wooden table next to the door, his eyes were still cold, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, but his face was terrible in defeat, and his cheeks were irregularly flushed, and his face was even more ugly.

Don't cry, don't fall.

He whispered softly, telling himself to hold on, one hand stretched out against the edge of the table, the other clenched into a fist, the coldness of his eyes suddenly burned red by the flames of anger, and his teeth chattered lightly. He didn't know that it was because of the cold to the bone, but also because of the irrepressible sadness in his heart, and the coldness in his eyes turned into more complex emotions, unwillingness, anger, powerlessness, and many emotions that made him want to shout and scream.

But no...... He finally recognized his situation, gritted his teeth and retracted his hand, looked at the simple tables, chairs and bedboards in his room, and sighed, but the breath blocked in his chest, the breath that was like fire but burning, made him even more uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he wanted to open his chest and throw it away,

What is the use of yourself......